After going out, Naoki Natsume suddenly appeared.

I just seem to have practiced the love guidance of "courtesy exchange" with girls taught by Asai just now?

In this way, I'm quite talented in dating!

Naoki Natsume has a little more confidence in making an appointment with Senior Sister.

"There are still ten minutes until five o'clock, let's go shopping until five o'clock, and then we will go to take the bus." Amamiya Chizuru said as she pulled out her phone with great difficulty.

There were a lot of clothes packed, but she stubbornly insisted on taking them herself, and she didn't let Natsume Naoki get her hands on them, so she looked very clumsy at this time.

The clumsiness of the mechanism and the size of the mechanism make it particularly cute.

It's still that kind of stupid cuteness, with Amamiya's usual tsundere character, the contrast is cute.

However, Amamiya's stubbornness made Natsume a little confused.

Doesn't it be said on the Internet that when you go shopping with girls, boys are responsible for carrying bags, taking things, and the like?

Why don't Asai and Amamiya have this habit?

That......

Then if you ask the senior sister to go out in the future, do you want to help the senior sister mention it?

After a short ideological struggle, out of values, he felt that it was right to help others share some troubles, so he reached out and took all half of the bags that Amamiya Chizuru was carrying.

Naoki Natsume, who has recovered his normal physical strength, has a lot of strength, after all, he is a boy, so he has a strong sense of "intimacy" in Amamiya Chizuru, who only has 3 points of physical strength.

"Bring the things, I'll help you carry them...... It's just this feeling that can't be said.

Natsume didn't speak, though.

Poor little Lori sighed that it was really light for a boy to help carry things, and she was much more relaxed in an instant...... No wonder my girl friends will call their boyfriends to come out and carry their bags when they go out.

I don't have a boyfriend, but maybe I can instruct this stupid wooden senior in my sophomore year in the future?

"What do you want to visit? I don't have much time to pick out clothes. ”

"So you don't understand anything...... Harm, no wonder there is no girlfriend. ”

"How do you know I don't have a girlfriend?"

"Really? I guess, you were so restrained when you chatted with the girls in the dessert shop just now, and you looked like a single dog. ”

Amamiya Chizuru grinned, and without waiting for Naoki Natsume to refute, she pointed to a stall in the mall in the distance.

"There are a lot of people over there, go over and have a look?"

After saying that, she ran over with a cigarette first.

Naoki Natsume had no choice but to follow.

When I looked at the crowd, it turned out to be a tarot card fortune-telling stall, the stall owner was an old woman, wearing a wizard's hat and sunglasses, and the table read "Deaf and dumb and disabled, Tong Su is not bullied"

"I can't speak, it's pitiful." Amamiya Chizuru said softly.

"Do you want to play?"

"Idle is idle anyway...... I'll tell you first, this is also part of shopping, don't be stupid and ask anything, 'I won't have time to go shopping if I play this'...... Could it be that in the perception of you boys, strolling on the streets and shopping malls is considered shopping? ”

Naoki Natsume gave a "otherwise" look.

Amamiya Chizuru was helpless, and while sitting in front of the stall, he said: "Making girls happy is even shopping, because the purpose of our shopping is to have fun and learn something." ”

Naoki Natsume is thoughtful, and Chizuru Amamiya is curious about the unknown.

"How do you play this?"

The old woman pointed to the sign beside her.

It reads, "500 yen once, one hair is needed]

Amamiya Chizuru pointed to the man next to him: "I'll pay a thousand yen, and I'll give him a copy too." ”

The old woman seemed to be a little disgusted Naoki Natsume, shook her head, and pointed to the bottom line of the sign [Not a man]

Amamiya Chizuru reluctantly paid only 500 yen, and then found a hair from his head, grabbed it from the middle, and pulled it hard, and broke half of it.

It hurts to pull the whole root, and girls usually pull their hair half by half.

The old woman took the hair and studied it carefully for a while, then took out a match and lit it.

It's just that no one noticed that she had a relatively short dry hair hidden in her hand before she lit it.

All of a sudden, a cloud of black smoke appeared!

The strange scene startled the tourists who were watching the excitement around, Naoki Natsume reacted slowly and was not frightened, and Chizuru Amamiya felt that this should be some kind of trick, and raised his eyebrows without being surprised.

She didn't believe in fortune telling, she just wanted to see how this street magic trick was made, and whether she could see the trick...... Confidence that comes from the 9 points of understanding.

Amamiya Chizuru didn't see what was going on until the black fog completely cleared.

Some kind of chemical reaction?

It's like the flame reaction of a burning magnesium bar.

But she also remembers very well that none of the elements reacted to the flame color black...... Good high-end approach.

"This 500 yen flower is worth a lot, and the technique is good." Amamiya Chizuru smiled softly, then stood up and was about to leave.

"Huh? You haven't heard the divination yet. Naoki Natsume was stunned.

"There's no need, it's all some deceptive words, I actually just want to see how she does it."

Amamiya pulled Naoki Natsume away, and the old woman sent the two away, thoughtfully.

There are still people around who are interested in playing, and 500 yen is not expensive for these people who can eat, drink and have fun in Ginza, anyway, but the old woman has already begun to pack up her things and prepare to close the stall and leave.

The result she wanted most had been obtained.

"Where are we going now?"

"Hmm...... Take the car to Shirai's house," Amamiya Chizuru pinched his waist very firmly: "Go catch the thief, or go catch the person related to the thief!" ”

…………………………

At 5:40 a.m., it is time for the guests to find a place to fill their stomachs and for the gourmets to have a meal.

However, at an izakaya called Matsutsuka in Adachi Ward, Tokyo, Shirai Kirisawa took off his uniform tired and came to the entrance of the alley through the back door of the izakaya.

Looking at the Adachi district as the night grew darker, she sighed deeply at the thought of coming back tomorrow.

All the good weekends are spent part-time work, which has become Shirai's daily routine, but it is a bit like Kitahara Hayato.

But unlike Falato, Shirai does the dirtiest and most tiring work, brushing dishes and cleaning the kitchen at an izakaya, cleaning up the leftovers of the customers during the day, and spending more time with trash cans in the back alleys than with customers.

After all, there are no people during the day, and you can only earn 7,000 yen for nine hours from morning to night, which is actually illegal in Tokyo, where the minimum hourly wage is more than 1,000 yen.

But there is no way, she can only find this kind of dirty work, the kind with more money, either don't want her, or only need an hour or two of short-term work.

The aches and pains made her feel like she was falling apart, but she was relieved to have seven new coins in her pocket.

She walked along the road, took out the money and counted it, and said softly: "The next person needs 83,000, plus today's salary has been saved 50,000, tomorrow it is said that there will be a lot of life, maybe you can earn 10,000...... 60,000 yuan, and the money for work-study in the school is about to be distributed. After paying back the money of the third person, there are only two people left. ”

"There are two people left...... Will you be free? Shirai looked at his calloused hands, and suddenly a great fear sprouted.

How can I be so similar to my most hated gambler father?!

"Impossible, impossible!"

She shook her head desperately, put the money in her pocket, and ran to the station without looking back, muttering to herself as she ran, saying something like "this is not gambling, it's faith".