Chapter 52 Old love will transfer.

Although he was not very willing to team up with Xiao Hei Lian, Chao Mu had to admit that Xiao Hei... Amuro Toru's business ability was indeed very strong.

"The atmosphere at the banquet isn't quite right for the effect you're describing." The blond youth walked around the banquet hall and finally found a secluded terrace planted with wisteria. He brought in a few rose pots to decorate the tables and chairs, then sprayed them with water. "To get a girl to open up, we need a more private setting, like here..."

When he said to open your heart, Chaomu's first reaction was the bathroom in Kurosawa's house. She couldn't help but cover her heart, and then she realized that he didn't mean to open her heart in the physical sense.

In the few seconds she was distracted, Amuro Toru had already decorated the terrace with incredible efficiency, even trimming the wisteria branches, laying out the tablecloth, and finally drawing the curtains to cover the area. "Why are you still daydreaming? Didn't you say you were going to help... Midorikawa?"

"Midorikawa-kun said he could handle it himself and asked me to help you." Speaking of this, Chaomu couldn't help but feel a bit resentful. She felt that ever since meeting the Black-Faced Boy, her adoptive father's attitude towards her had become distant, and now he had even pushed her aside... No matter how she looked at it, it was all Black-Faced Boy's fault.

Little Black Face held a different opinion from her.

In Amuro Toru's opinion, Hiro was protecting the girl and didn't want her to see some of his "illegal actions".

It's just a honey trap, what's so bad about it? Doesn't Hiro know this girl's background? Otherwise, isn't he being a little too cautious with her? She's the younger sister of that Fushiguro Jyouji. When they were competing against each other, she even tricked her brother into wearing a maid's plumbing job...

While decorating the vase with wisteria flowers, Toru Amuro fell into deep thought.

He was almost certain that his young friend lacked even the most basic understanding of Chaomu. To prevent the kindhearted young friend from being deceived, he would have to conduct a thorough investigation later...

Though his thoughts were a bit chaotic, Amuro Toru remained methodical as he handled the squid. Since he had free labor, he took over for Chaomu. "Then bring a small food cart over, get some ice buckets, lemons, tequila... I'll make a list for you."

Ms. Qingshui was a good drinker and had a good taste for alcohol, so mixing cocktails required some thought. He had just confirmed that the kitchen had all the wines on the list, but it would probably take some time for Chaomu to find them alone.

Thinking of this, Amuro Toru thought for a moment and changed his mind: "Forget it, I will do it myself... Miss Asamure?"

The raccoon butler who had just stood before him had vanished without a trace, leaving only a puff of air. The blond youth was stunned for a moment before he saw the curtains suddenly drawn open.

The short-haired girl's raccoon tail swayed slightly, her hair a little messy, and she returned to the terrace like a whirlwind. On the cart behind her, the drinks and drinks on the list he hadn't handed out were all available, as well as a few scented candles.

The player closed the list of required items that the system had previously published and, under the NPC's inexperienced gaze, pushed the cart in front of him: "These are what you want, right? Anything else?"

I've always felt that her work efficiency and ability are exceptionally good at this age... Is it simply the influence of her life experience, or are there other factors... We still need to observe.

"...No, thank you, that's enough." After checking the equipment and finding that everything was in place, Amuro Toru withdrew his gaze and politely thanked him, "If possible, could you help me install a hanging lamp on it?"

The player accepted the task without saying a word, went out and came back with his tail swinging, and climbed up and down carrying the electrician's box.

Installing light bulbs can actually add housekeeping experience.

Before Amuro Toru was about to do it himself, Chaomu decisively stopped him and climbed up the ladder first: "You do your thing, I'll do it."

Let players enjoy exclusive experience!

The stopped blond youth was slightly startled, the thin chain clinking around his collarbone. He belatedly realized that this outfit wasn't really suitable for climbing... After all, his lower body was just a few strips of cloth and chains, leaving the bottom half mostly empty.

If the girl looks up from below...

This subtle association made Amuro Toru's ears slightly red, but he finally accepted the other party's kindness - also because Chaomu's movements were too fast and he had no time to stop him.

Before he could finish wondering if it was inappropriate to let a girl do this, Chaomu had already started wiring. Her movements were far from skillful, and the way she squinted her eyes as she slowly studied the wiring was terrifying.

Fortunately, she was wearing a butler's uniform. When Amuro Toru handed her the tools, all he could see was the swaying, fluffy tail beneath it. The young girl leaned forward, the waistline of her tailored butler's uniform taut, emitting a vibrant and energetic energy.

The large tail was a bit too conspicuous. He held onto the ladder and couldn't help but look up for a moment. His attention was quickly diverted to her amateurish movements. "Are you really okay? Do you want me to do it..."

"No problem at all." Chaomu stared at the QTE panel in front of him with a screwdriver in his mouth, "It's just that my proficiency is not high enough, so it will take some time..."

This is such a hassle. It seems like proficiency in these electrical wiring and plumbing skills is a whole other skill branch, and she has absolutely no knowledge of them... Should I take a picture and ask AAA plumber Song for help? Or maybe Mimi can do this kind of work...

At the same time, in the banquet hall.

Midorikawa Jing straightened the corners of his clothes, with scattered water droplets hanging on his chest and eyelashes.

The angles and lighting were carefully designed and planned. Although he himself was not very good at this kind of thing, he had always been an excellent student in junior high school, high school, police academy, and public security training.

When Ms. Shimizu, searching for Toru Amuro, passed the corner, she saw this scene: a young man with cat-like eyes stood alone in a dim corner, a hint of loneliness in his blue pupils. Only a ray of light from the dome shone through the cracks on his handsome face, blurring his melancholy expression.

"Midorikawa-kun?" she asked hesitantly, only to find him looking up like a startled deer. The butler's uniform's cutout design at the back revealed a large expanse of skin as he turned, a pearly sheen shimmering in the warm light.

"Sorry...!" The young man's neck was slightly red, and there were wine stains on his cuffs. "Hello, ma'am... Is there anything I can do for you? I'll do my best..."

Although he did not directly explain why he was staying here alone, the sweet aroma of red wine and his slightly wet wrists and chest were enough to tell the story.

Shimizu Sachiko was quite sentimental, and at this moment she couldn't help but feel affection: "No, I don't need to... But you, Midorikawa-kun, do you really not need to change clothes?"

"No, no need... I just accidentally wet my sleeves while pouring the wine." The young man with cat eyes was obviously not a good actor, and there were still some flaws when he lied. "If I made you worry about me, it would be my fault..."

How pitiful... Maybe she was bullied by some unreasonable customer? Mrs. Kawasaki has several friends who like this dish.

Having imagined all the plots, Ms. Shimizu, full of maternal instinct, decided to use her own consideration and understanding to help the down-and-out waiter. In order to prevent him from continuing to be so embarrassed, she invited him to have a couple of drinks, and then, without caring about his identity, danced with him.

Influenced by society and education, many sensitive and kind women become addicted to narratives where men need to save and accommodate them. Sachiko Shimizu had clearly experienced overly harsh discipline from a man, leading her to react even more strongly to a gigolo who was a different, more vulnerable type.

To completely dispel this concept, some drastic measures are needed - from Toru Amuro to Kei Midorikawa, similar character settings have been laid out twice. If she is allowed to witness the huge contrast at this time, the probability of Ms. Shimizu falling for this trick again will surely be greatly reduced.

Amuro Toru, who was watching from the stained glass window, withdrew his gaze and looked up at Raccoon Tail above: "So you really don't need my help..."

"No need at all." Chaomu, who had finally completed the QTE level-breaking game, turned his back to him and gave him a thumbs-up, indicating that he was very good. "Isn't it already done?"

The twinkling lights lit up one by one, like a shower of starlight. Amuro Toru blinked to adjust to the sudden brightness, then felt the staircase he was holding onto sway twice. He froze, trying to steady himself. "Wait, at least tell me... What if I don't hold you steady and you fall?"

"Eh...what's the big deal?" The raccoon butler landed on the ground with his tail in the air, staring at him suspiciously. "Even if he falls from such a short height, he won't be hurt, right?"

Or was the black-faced guy just trying to shake her off and disassociate himself with this statement? He's really scheming.

Her suspicion was written all over her face, and Amuro Toru nearly laughed at her. He abandoned his futile concern and arranged the remaining flowers. "Mrs. Kawasaki, don't you have any more specific requests? Like, for Ms. Shimizu to completely give up on Councillor Fujita or something like that? Compared to a gigolo like me, who she's only known for a short time, Councillor Fujita is probably the real problem for her."

A dim, ambiguous light shone on his short golden hair, juxtaposing the fine gold dust on his dark chest. Chaomu's golden eyes involuntarily followed the light a few more times, and he said casually, "Yes. So I'm asking you to reveal a little bit of your old man's greasy nature later—that seemingly youthful, dark-faced man is actually the same as Old Deng. This should make Ms. Qingshui give up her love-obsession and purify herself for a while."

"What do you mean by revealing your true nature... Could you please not take this opportunity to attack me?" Amuro Toru's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he really wanted to pull her triangular ears and teach her a lesson so that she wouldn't say anything nonsense again. "Also, I really want to ask you... Have I ever offended you, Miss Asamure? When we first met in the store, I didn't seem to have provided any inconsiderate service, did I?"

Hadn't she looked at him pitifully back then, asking if he could like her? Why was she so confrontational with him now? It would have been fine if they were competing, but now they were partners, right? What kind of image did she hold of him?

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The author has something to say: Little Raccoon’s answer: The evil little black face who won’t ship the goods!

The next chapter concludes the copy, and we are about to enter the inner circle of the love-hate relationship between the little raccoon and the little black face. The next stage will enter the teaching session of the popular teacher R (rubbing hands)