There is no comparison between the sweets shops in the country towns and Tokyo.

Naoki Natsume stood in the store, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, thinking about what it would be like to have those duplex two-story dessert shops in Shinjuku in a village town in Hokkaido.

Well......

Probably losing money, right?

Not all places can accommodate a hardcover store.

"I've kept you waiting."

The plain-looking but very gentle lady handed the packaged dessert to Naoki Natsume with a smile on her face: "Did you buy it for your girlfriend?" ”

"Yes."

Naoki Natsume pulled his thoughts back from the ceiling to reality and smiled back.

"Your girlfriend will be happy. Please eat the cake within 5 hours, if you can't, put it in the refrigerator at room temperature to keep it fresh, welcome to come back next time! ”

Looking at the standard 90-degree bow of the clerk, he can be sure of at least one thing, that is, there is hardly such a warm little shop in Tokyo that makes only a dozen cakes a day, and can chat with customers in their spare time.

It's as relaxing as opening in an oil painting, and it reminds Naoki Natsume of the Muto grocery store on the banks of the Kanda River.

Fortunately, I'm about to go back to school, and the vacation is over successfully, I don't know if when I go to Grandma Muto with Mao after I go back, will her old man see some clues?

Young people have become more relevant, and older people are always sensitive.

Especially the old people who are kind and loving to their younger generations!

"I hope that the things I can make will be as good as the dessert shop that Shinjuku Mao frequents, so it couldn't be better."

Naoki Natsume thought to himself as he looked at the bag in his hand.

——

The town is about three kilometers away from the village, and Naoki Natsume can reach it in less than half an hour by foot.

Looking at it from afar, whether it is the welcome banner or the table for lunch has been set up, it is still quite magnificent.

Just walking near the entrance of the village, Naoki Natsume found that the uncles and aunts in the village were all gathered around Murata's house, which reminded him of the underground band concert scene he met in Ikebukuro when he was a freshman.

"The businessman who goes out with a bodyguard must be a very famous businessman, right?"

"Maybe it's a real estate boss, my son works in the construction team in Osaka, and he said that every time his boss goes out, he will have a driver to drive, and a group of bodyguards will follow, quite breezy!"

"Great, that kid Naoki really didn't lie to us, he's a big boss."

"Oh! Naoki is back! ”

Seeing Naoki Natsume coming, a group of people stopped talking and looked at him, waving at him: "Is this going out?" ”

"Went to town and bought some bread and desserts." Naoki Natsume replied, and then asked, "What's wrong with the uncles and aunts gathered here?" ”

"Naoki, the big boss you mentioned is here." A separate uncle who was close to the Natsume family next to him pointed to the wide open door of Murata's house: "I have already gone to Murata's house to settle down, and I guess I am talking about things." ”

"Naoki, tell my aunt, where did this big boss get rich? I don't know the car, but it looks magnificent! ”

As soon as these words came out, the men who knew cars next to them began to gossip, whether they were poor or rich, cars have an incomparable attraction to men.

"Range Rover! A better one costs tens of millions of yen, and we can't afford it for the rest of our lives. ”

"Ten million yen?!"

The women's voices were much louder, as if the money had been turned into a pile of cash in front of their eyes.

When the men saw the women so surprised, a spontaneous sense of pride began to permeate, and the sense of superiority brought by knowledge made them look as if the Range Rover parked at the entrance of the village was their car.

Naoki Natsume's eyes were on the BMW driven by the maid, in fact, the customized Mercedes-Benz was much more expensive than the Land Rover that the bodyguards sat on, but unfortunately few people could see through it.

Seeing that the focus of the discussion at the moment had nothing to do with him, Naoki Natsume quietly slipped back to his house while they were still immersed in a luxury car of the tens of millions of levels.

After a minute or two, the topic ended, and the men, women, and children who were watching the excitement near Murata's house reacted that Naoki was gone.

"Where's that kid?"

"It's not that you're patronizing to inquire about how rich people are, Naoki is annoyed." One man said in a sly manner: "Young people nowadays hate talking about money, and every time my boy tells him how much money he earns and urges him to find a job, he will look at me with a philistine eye...... Anyway, you can talk to them about records and the Beatles, but you can't talk about how not to go to work. ”

"In the final analysis, it's still a family, if you look at the daughter of a big boss, there must be no trouble for us to be fathers and mothers."

A certain woman answered, she had four children under her knees, covering all stages from elementary school to university, and was the mother who had the most worries in the village: "Look at the girl of other people, she is beautiful and temperamental, she is simply a princess sleeping in a high pavilion." ”

Her gaze fell on Murata's house, and because the door was open, the situation inside was unobstructed—

There were a lot of bodyguards standing in the courtyard, and I couldn't see the figures of Amamiya Konma and Murata, maybe they were talking about things in the house, and the big difference from these burly men in suits was Amamiya Chizuru, who was standing quietly under the courtyard tree and looking up at the view.

The farthest women in the village went were Hakodate and the like, and some of them may have traveled to the south, but most of them lived only around Sapporo for the rest of their lives.

They had never seen such a delicate female doll.

Amamiya Chizuru just stood there looking at the bird's nest without birds in the tree, and her dignified and unapproachable temperament had been pressed to nine out of nine girls in the world.

The cold face is expressionless, the long silky hair is more exaggerated than the stars that the women see on TV, and the clothes on the body are fashionable and trendy, but it is clear that the down jacket and trousers of the brand are not recognizable, and the effect can be sublimated only through color and style.

"Big city girls are just different."

"It's only elementary school, right?"

"What kind of elementary school, the guy who judges people by his appearance...... I just happened to hear Murata talking to his boss about his daughter going to college this year! ”

"University? I don't really believe she's a college student. ”

"It's not uncommon to be able to go to university now, the key is whether it's a good university...... Naoki in our village is a prestigious university in Tokyo! ”

When it comes to the pride of the village, both men and women have smiles on their faces.

Naoki Natsume may not even know that in the nearly ten years that he has been away from the village, he has almost become the talk of the villagers after dinner.

"I didn't mean that, I didn't think college was great, I just thought the girl was too small to look like a college student."

The topic of Amamiya Chizuru's figure, sure enough, she will be seriously talked about wherever she goes.

"You say, can the son of the Natsume family be worthy of such a girl?"

Suddenly, a woman who hadn't spoken much asked all along.

As soon as her question came out, everyone was quiet.

This woman is a well-known person in the village who loves to inquire about trivial matters, and it is actually a little strange that she didn't say a word just now, but she was thinking about such a real problem.

It's also in line with her temperament.

(End of chapter)