Chapter 207 So this guy is really going to make a move against me after all?

"Driver, this is fine."

After an unknown amount of time, a taxi pulled over to the side of the road.

A woman dressed in a suit walked out, holding a transparent file bag in her hands; she looked like a female employee of the company.

However, he looks rather youthful and is more like a recent graduate seeking employment.

"Huh? What's going on?!"

Hayakawa Sakuno glanced at the bustling store and couldn't tell whether she had come to a breakfast shop or her own dry cleaning shop.

The long queue had already spread out in an M-shape to both sides.

Isn't the sun shining outside?

The funniest thing is that some people actually bring their own thick cotton-padded coats to the door. Dude, it's summer now!

Are dry cleaning shops really that profitable?

Junichi was startled and immediately stopped sitting down, then stepped back to stop her: "Sakuno!"

Now that things are going well, they want...and they want that...

What's even more distressing is that your chest is soaked from the other person's soda. Overwhelmed by shame and anger, you can't help but bite the other person's shoulder and bury your face in their neck: "It's all his fault! It's all his fault! You were married before."

Hayakawa Sakuno felt that everything was progressing too slowly, and her thought process was still a bit slow.

It's always "little sister, little sister," it's so annoying! She's such a complete little idiot!

Junichi gave Katsumi a disapproving look, then carried her out of the dressing room.

So, that guy is really going to make a move on me after all?

Hayakawa Sakuno was furious when she saw this: "Mom is so busy, does he even know how to help?"

"You're going to die~"

Even the one being bitten seemed to loosen its grip.

He totally understands boys' feelings, you little rascal!

They clearly have some kind of blood relation.

Because my toe was bitten by a rat while I was sleeping in my hometown when I was a child, it left me with a lifelong trauma. I am terrified whenever I see that thing, and I always want to find a dangerous place to lean on.

But seeing that the other party was extremely busy, he gave up the idea.

"Damn it! What is he doing?!"

Would I be angry?

Just then, Junichi Sekichi took another sip of Sprite, and the way he covered my nose caused me to spit water out of my nostrils, splashing it all over the other person's face.

"I'm scared, I'm scared. You protect him."

Junichi was quite innocent. With so few customers, the air was circulating and the heat was decreasing. He just wanted to drink an ice-cold soda to cool off, but his stupid sister made him look so pathetic.

That's so hentai!

Because you slowly see an old man slacking off, sitting on the air conditioner, drinking a Sprite from 1982, which creates a strong sense of dissonance with the busy scene.

What should I do?

Junichi tilted his head and saw that it was his silly younger sister. He instinctively retorted, "He's so respectful to his elders, how come I've never seen him wash his own underwear when he's so young?"

This brought the previously passionate hawking to an abrupt halt.

Muramasa Mitsuhiko really wanted to slap his mother's foul mouth, but when he thought about how he would have to obediently take the packing boxes to work if he could complete the task today, he gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger.

You wore a shirt specifically for the interview, and when the soda suds soaked through, the stains were slowly visible through your chest.

Although her mother was trying to bring them together, the guy behind her always only saw her as a younger sister.

"Huh~ What's that smell? Oh, oh, there's no seafood, so I threw it away."

As the door to the walk-in closet opened, Fusaka Sakura quickly frowned, her delicate nose twitching as she searched for the source of the odor.

"Mom, that uncle's expression is scary!"

Muramasa Mitsuhiko broke through his defenses, but only dared to roar hysterically in his heart.

Sure enough, what seemed like a casual remark resulted in a complete rout.

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa Sakuno immediately jumped down under Sei Junichi as if she had seen a ghost, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist.

When Hayakawa Sakuno came to her senses, she hadn't even been thrown under a small pink bed surrounded by strange props and decorations yet, and her mind went completely blank.

Hayakawa Misae's pretty face was flushed. She took a deep breath and quickly rolled up the garbage bag that hadn't been disposed of yet and pulled it out.

Hayakawa Sakuno, feigning anger, covered her chest and rushed towards the dressing room in embarrassment and frustration.

Although I'm thick-skinned, I still have so few eyes that can see through me. I just need to find a quiet place to calm them down first.

At the same time, Hayakawa Misae, who was busy, suddenly felt a jolt of fear. She apologized to the customer and rushed to the dressing room: "There are no dead rats outside."

Just then, a pair of parents passing by started lecturing their child using the same template: "See? If you don't study hard, you'll end up like this uncle, selling laundry detergent on the street under the scorching sun!"

As soon as the two left the dressing room, their peculiar posture inevitably attracted everyone's attention. Sei Junichi was quite cunning, having seen all sorts of little storms, but Fusaka Sakura was just a young girl, and for her to be so openly sandwiched between the other's waists was really too embarrassing.

Aside from a slightly hoarse voice, there wasn't a single moment I needed to urinate.

I still have a long way to go!

She kept calling him her sister, yet she brought him to such a strange place.

However, because of that, despite his clearly angry expression, he forced a smile in an attempt to affect sales, resulting in a somewhat distorted facial expression.

"Hiss~"

Because I was still far from reaching half of my sales target, I wiped my sweat, put on a smile again, and headed towards the next goal.

"Now is not the time to let our guard down!"

Sei Junichi was surprised and carried the other person out of the shop, heading straight for the inn next door.

"Get out!"

What should I do if I used to only take care of myself?

Should I just agree?

Sō Junichi winced in pain and momentarily lost his composure, becoming somewhat annoyed: "There's nothing to worry about. Even if he gets married, you'll support him for the rest of his life."

After a while, Hayakawa Sakuno finally squeezed out of the crowded queue and left the shop. Originally, you wanted to ask your mother who the people inside were, but it felt like a bad professional.

The older child suddenly let out a strange cry, and the mother quickly picked up the child, slowed her pace, and moved away from the place of trouble.

Soon, Sakuno Hayakawa noticed that there was a man in a suit outside the crowd, shouting slogans with great enthusiasm: "For the first three days of opening, we're offering 50% off! Turn your old clothes into new ones at half price! The first 50 customers will also receive a special pack of stain-removing laundry detergent!"

This made Hayakawa Sakuno, who had previously complained about the difficulty of finding a job, feel a deep respect for her.

Hayakawa Sakuno blushed slightly and quickly covered Sei Junichi's mouth.

As soon as the words were spoken, the person in her arms trembled and made an unusual movement.

"ah--"