Akamatsu felt like he was in a fog.

Memories of the past flashed like a marquee in the fog, and he was lost in the corridor of memory, unable to find an exit.

Until a familiar scent wafted in, and the air was soft and soft.

Who is it?!

He held out his hand.

It's like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.

Hey, it feels soft.

Syllable.

"It hurts!"

Akamatsu woke up and looked at the extremely heavy ceiling in front of him, his eyes showing a blankness, "Where is this?" ”

"Baptistery."

A gentle voice with an exotic accent sounded.

"Nun?"

Akamatsu hurriedly sat up, his eyes looking to the right.

There was a very beautiful foreign woman there.

Looks like she is in her early twenties, with a dark black gothic nun dress and silver metal boots that accentuate her depravity from that of a serious nun.

Her curly hair was as bright as gold, tied up in a double ponytail, and each wore bright red roses.

The bridge of her nose was straight and straight, and there were small round glasses with a pinched nose on it, but they couldn't hide her burgundy eyes, and her pale pink lips looked extremely soft.

The curves of the body also fit the men's definition of beauty.

With a click, Maria strode forward, her metal boots slamming on the ground with a crisp sound, "How do you feel?" ”

Akamatsu clenched his fists and replied, "Nothing at all, wait." ”

He inhaled hard, and said with a puzzled expression on his face: "There is the smell of Sister Aragaki, was she here just now?" ”

"You actually say such harassing words without changing your face, it's really unseemly."

Maria spread her hands and said with a smile on her face: "Your beloved Sister Aagaki was still here to guard you with affectionate eyes.

It wasn't until you called out another woman's name that she slapped you and left the baptistery. ”

"Impossible!"

Chi Song touched his cheek, it seemed that there was still a feeling of being slapped, there was no reason, he didn't have a girlfriend in his previous life, and he didn't know what his mother's name was.

How is it possible to call a woman other than Aragaki in tears?!

"Hehe, just kidding."

Maria smiled, folded her hands around her chest and said, "It's just that she was there worried about your safety, but you were lying there with a comfortable face, muttering obscene words like soft, which made her angry." ”

“……”

Akamatsu wanted to bury himself in the ground.

"It's a headache to have such a moody store manager."

Maria's eyes drooped.

"Nun, I respect you very much, but don't speak ill of Aragaki in front of me."

Akamatsu replied with a serious expression.

(Ding, Maria's opinion has increased a bit.) ）

"It's me who lost my word, okay, there's nothing else, you can leave the baptistery and go back to the coffee shop to help."

Maria decisively apologized for what she had just said, and was not angry with his rejection.

On the contrary, if he didn't say anything, it would disgust Maria.

"Well, thank you for your treatment."

Akamatsu walked towards the door.

……

There was a Suzuki motorcycle parked outside the church, apparently a tool that Aragaki had brought to him to get around.

With his instantaneous steps, he can do it so that ordinary people don't notice, and if he wants to hide the spiritual consciousness of the transcendent, it will be a little difficult.

Akamatsu put on his safety helmet and rode back to the Aragaki café on his Suzuki motorcycle.

Along the way, he saw people who got up early to go to work, walking in a hurry, and in their eyes, was he also in a hurry to get to work?

Akamatsu smiled, in a good mood, and accelerated back to the Aragaki café, and parked the car after going around.

He stepped forward and twisted the back doorknob, which was not locked.

Entering the café through the back door, the warm lights are on, and the air floats through the scent of cakes fresh out of the oven.

A smile appeared on Akamatsu's face, and he stepped forward quickly and said, "Sister Aragaki, I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

"It's fine."

Aragaki Tears was wearing a white apron, his wavy black hair was tied into a neat single ponytail, he took off his heat-resistant gloves and said, "Your identity and driver's license have been decided."

Remember, you grew up in an Otaru orphanage in Hokkaido, often skipped school, had no friends, and were eighteen years old. ”

Akamatsu was still thinking about how to explain what he said in a coma, but when he heard her say this, his expression was a little surprised: "Is it so fast?" ”

"Well, you have to remember that what we can do today with our identity must not be postponed until tomorrow."

Aragaki explained the reason why she was so fast, she always held the possibility that an accident would happen in the next moment, and tried her best to do what she could.

Avoid having that kind of remorse, oops, I knew what happened in the first place.

"Well, I remember."

Akamatsu nodded, stepped forward to help with the ingredients, and explained: "Sister Aragaki, I really didn't have any dreams, my mind was blank at that time. ”

"There's no need to explain, I understand that the young man is a little more angry."

Aragaki Tear was annoyed with his thoughts before, but after thinking about it, he fell on him with his expectations for his father, and he thought that it was wrong for Akamatsu to have such thoughts.

Aside from that, there was nothing wrong with him.

The one who really needs to reflect is her.

"I really don't!"

Akamatsu emphasized that he was sure that he had not dreamed of pictures that were inappropriate for children, and that he could not be judged to have that kind of dream because of a dream word.

"Hi, hi."

Aragaki responded in tears, showing his trust.

Or perfunctory.

"Huh." Akamatsu gave up his defense, this kind of thing is getting darker and darker, and it is simply regarded as non-existent.

Skip it.

……

It was close to twelve o'clock, and the preparations needed to open the store were completed.

Akamatsu stretched his waist and sat on the stool, full of enthusiasm and said, "Today I want to make up for the order I lost yesterday!" ”

"It's hard to say."

Aragaki let out a soft sigh.

“？” Akamatsu tilted her head, not sure why she was so pessimistic.

The roller shutter door rises, and a pair of clogs come into view.

The clogs are like frost, and there are no crow's head socks.

What white feet...... He sighed in his heart, and saw black kung fu pants and a white special attack suit hanging down.

Chisong's eyes widened, could it be that guy dressed like this?

The roller shutter door continued to roll up, revealing the appearance of the woman behind the door little by little, from the long legs to the hands in the pockets, to the thin waist exposed to the spring breeze, and to the black short vest above.

That bulging curve is the envy of many women.

Knock, Chisong swallowed his saliva, jumped down from his seat and said, "You want to eat the overlord meal again?" ”

The roller shutter window was completely raised, and the fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard pushed open the glass door and strode in: "You want to come with me." ”

"Why?"

"I don't know, anyway, the old woman wants to see you."

The fierce concubine of the White Tiger Courtyard didn't know the reason, she only knew that she had to take people to the old woman, "If you don't go, I'll just stay here and wait for you to change your mind." ”