200 200 Dear Angel Killer (1/2)
Practice by the Gate When the unrest over the opponent frame settled, Zhou Da also became a customer service practice. Needless to say, Zhou's practice opponent is at midday.
”Welcome. I'll show you to your seats.”
Turning to her natural smile at midday when she came into the classroom as a guest role, she somehow solidified.
It wasn't always something to show at home at midday. It was only a smile for strangers, but at midday I let my gaze swim very much.
”Sir, what's wrong?
”No, no, it's nothing”
I shake my neck with a boom, so my long knitted hair is like a whip and shaking. I don't bump into it because it's only at the distance between the clerk and the customer, but if it was the usual distance, I might have hit it.
I will guide you to your seat at midday, relieved that you could afford to think about that. By the way, I checked the number of people at the reception desk before I went in, so I went into the store and didn't have a seat or anything like that.
”Please wait here.”
If you pull a seat and smile, you get to your seat freaking out at midday.
It's probably due to shame and tension, but it's this one that's sending her a smile for customer service. I don't know why midday is shy.
In the meantime, the midday reaction dared to go through, telling the recommended menu, writing the items of the order on the note, and heading towards the simplified kitchen, which was hidden by curtains divided indoors.
”... what do you mean, ambush”
”I don't know what that means.”
Customer service practice continued even after I took my order, and I finally finished watching until I left the store.
When I finished practicing with my opponent at midday and headed over to the instructor Kido, he nodded in a smudged manner. By the way, he seemed restless at midday all the time, so this one makes me anxious to see if he made any coarse phases here.
”Oh, I didn't have a problem with the handling or anything.”
”Midday's like that, though?
”Isn't that because Fujimiya was cool? It looked amazing. You want to work part-time at our coffee shop? The manager is delighted.”
”I think about it when I personally need money.”
To say darkly that I'm not going to do that right now, unfortunately, Kido laughs, and then takes a glimpse at midday when he's fanned in a file at the age of a thousand.
”Mr. Vertebra also looks like a cultural festival.”
”Well, there's a lot of visitors at midday.”
”I don't think so. This is it.”
”I mean, what's going on?”
”I wonder if my boyfriend won't mind because he's going to attract people's attention, too. I think you'd be hot if you smiled like that all the time.”
Pugh, and I follow my cheek with a knock cover of a ballpoint pen, so I pay lightly with my fingers.
”As far as I'm concerned, I don't think I'm hot or anything.”
”Hey, I know Fujimiya. Sure, people are the first creatures to judge by their appearance, but that appearance isn't just about making faces. So is cleanliness, and the atmosphere, the behavior, and the expression. It's something I look out for. I don't know about this stuff, but if it's just about appearance, there are people better equipped than Fujimiya... but I don't think that's going to determine my liking.”
”Well, I know what you're trying to say, and I think so.”
When Zhou first became involved with midday, he was not particularly fond of it. Beautiful girl, there was a perception, but no favor. I wasn't very interested in the opposite sex, because it's huge.
”Then snort that Fujimiya is hot too. Your smile is lovely.”
”No, because if you snort that, you're a narcissistic bastard.”
”Haha. But I really should be laughing. You're no match for my boyfriend, though!