Chapter 83 Mysterious Divination and Shirai’s Debt

After walking out of the door, Natsume Naoki suddenly realized.

It seems that I have just practiced the love guidance of "reciprocity with courtesy" taught by Asai?

So, I'm quite talented at dating!

Natsume Naoki is a little more confident about dating her senior.

"There are still ten minutes until five o'clock. Let's go shopping until five o'clock and then get in the car." Chizuru Amamiya took out her mobile phone and said with difficulty.

There were a lot of clothes to pack, but she stubbornly insisted on taking them by herself and did not let Natsume Naoki get a hold of them, so it seemed awkward to pack them in large and small packages at this time.

The clumsiness of the mechanism and the figure of the mechanism make it particularly cute.

It’s still that kind of silly cuteness, and combined with Amamiya’s usual arrogant personality, the contrast is so cute.

However, Amamiya's stubbornness made Natsume a little confused.

Don’t they say on the Internet that boys should be responsible for carrying bags and things when going shopping with a girl?

Why don't Asai and Amamiya have this habit?

That……

Then if you ask your senior to go out in the future, should you help her carry it?

After a brief ideological struggle, out of value concepts, he felt that it was right to help others share some of their troubles, so he reached out and took half of the bags carried by Amamiya Chizuru.

Natsume Naoki, who has recovered his normal physical strength, has very strong hands. After all, he is a boy, so he seems to be somewhat "caring" and strong to Amamiya Chizuru, who only has 3 points of physical strength.

"Bring the things, I'll help you carry them"... It's this feeling that cannot be explained.

Although Natsume didn't speak.

The poor and weak little loli lamented that it was really easy to have a boy help carry things, and she instantly felt much more relaxed... No wonder her female friends would call their boyfriends to come out to carry their bags when they go out.

I don’t have a boyfriend, but maybe I can give some instructions to this silly sophomore senior in the future?

"What do you want to go shopping for? We don't have much time to choose clothes."

"So you don't understand anything... no wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

"How do you know I don't have a girlfriend?"

"Really? I'm guessing. Seeing how reserved you were chatting with girls in the dessert shop just now, you look like you're single."

Amamiya Chizuru smiled and pointed to a stall in the shopping mall in the distance without waiting for Natsume Naoki to retort.

"There are a lot of people over there, come and take a look?"

After saying that, she ran over quickly.

Natsume Naoki had no choice but to follow.

I looked through the crowd and saw that it was a tarot card fortune-telling stall. The stall owner was an old woman wearing a wizard's hat and sunglasses. On the table was written "Deaf and mute disabled, children are innocent".

"You can't speak, it's quite pitiful." Chizuru Amamiya said softly.

"Want to play?"

"Anyway, idle time is idle... Let me tell you first, this is also a part of shopping. Don't ask stupidly, 'If you do this, you won't have time to go shopping'... Could it be that in the perception of you boys, on the street?

Does walking in a shopping mall count as shopping?”

Natsume Naoki gave him a "what if" look.

Amamiya Chizuru had no choice but to sit in front of the stall and said: "Making girls happy means going shopping, because the purpose of shopping is to have fun. Let's learn from it."

Natsume Naoki was thoughtful, while Amamiya Chizuru was full of curiosity about unknown affairs.

"How to play this?"

The old woman pointed to the sign next to her.

It says [500 yen per trip, one hair is needed]

Amamiya Chizuru pointed to the man next to her: "I'll pay a thousand yen and give him a share."

The old woman seemed a little disgusted and gave Natsume Naoki a look, shook her head, and pointed to the line of small words at the bottom of the sign: "Not a man."

Amamiya Chizuru had no choice but to pay only five hundred yen, then found a hair from her head, pinched it from the middle and pulled hard, breaking half of it.

It hurts to pull the entire hair. Girls usually pull half of their hair.

The old woman took the hair and looked at it carefully for a while, then took out a match and lit it.

But no one noticed that before she lit it, she hid a short dry hair in her hand.

Suddenly, a thick black smoke suddenly appeared!

The strange scene startled the spectators around. Naoki Natsume reacted slowly and was not frightened. Chizuru Amamiya thought this must be some kind of trick and raised her eyebrows without being surprised.

She didn't pay money to believe in fortune telling, she just wanted to see how this street magic was done and whether she could spot the technique... The confidence that comes from 9 points of comprehension.

Chizuru Amamiya didn't see what was going on until the black mist completely dissipated.

Some kind of chemical reaction?

Just like the flame reaction of burning magnesium rods.

But she also remembered very clearly that the flame color reaction of any element was black... such a high-end technique.

"The 500 yen is quite worth it, the technique is good." Chizuru Amamiya smiled softly, then stood up and left.

"Eh? You haven't heard the divination results yet." Natsume Naoki was stunned.

"It's not necessary. They are all lies. I actually just want to see how she does it."

Amamiya pulled Natsume Naoki away, and the old woman watched the two of them go away, thoughtfully.

There were people around who were interested in playing. Anyway, 500 yen is not expensive for people who can eat, drink and have fun in Ginza. However, the old woman had already started to pack her things and was about to close the stall and leave.

The result she wanted most has been achieved.

"Where are we going now?"

"Well... take the car to Shirai's house," Amamiya Chizuru pinched her waist very firmly: "Go and catch the thief, or catch the people related to the thief!"

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Five forty is the time for guests to find a place to fill their stomachs and for gourmets to gather for dinner in the evening.

But at an izakaya called Matsuzuka in Adachi Ward, Tokyo, Shirai Kirizawa took off his uniform exhausted and walked from the back door of the izakaya to the entrance of the alley.

Looking at the Adachi District where the night was getting darker, she sighed deeply when she thought of coming back tomorrow.

Spending all the wonderful weekends working part-time has become Shirai's daily routine, which makes him a bit like Kitahara Hayato.

But unlike Hayato, Shirai's jobs are the dirtiest and most tiring. In the izakaya, she is responsible for washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen, and cleaning up the leftovers from the guests during the day. She spends the whole day dealing with the trash cans in the back alley.

The time even exceeds the time spent dealing with customers.

After all, there are no people around during the day, and for nine full hours from morning to night, you can only earn 7,000 yen. In Tokyo, where the minimum hourly wage exceeds 1,000 yen, this salary is actually illegal.

But there is no way, she can only find such dirty work, the kind that pays more, either don't want her, or only need one or two hours of part-time work.

The pain all over her body made her feel like she was falling apart, but fortunately she felt relieved to have seven new coins in her pocket.

She walked along the road, took out the money and counted it again, and said softly: "The next person needs 83,000, plus today's salary, I have already saved 50,000. I heard that I will have a lot of work tomorrow, maybe I can make some money."

Ten thousand... sixty thousand, and the work-study money in the school is about to be paid out. If we pay for the third person, there are only two people left."

"With only two people left...can we be freed?" Shirai looked at his calloused hands, and suddenly felt a huge fear.

Why is my mentality so similar to that of my most hated gambler father?!

"Impossible, impossible!"

She shook her head desperately, put the money in her pocket, and ran to the station without looking back. As she ran, she murmured to herself to comfort herself, saying things like "This is not gambling, this is faith."
Chapter completed!