Chapter 21 The Little White Rabbit and the Great Demon King
Shinjuku Ward, Takamagahara.
Lu Mingfei walked into the rest area with a tired look on his face. In the past few days, perhaps because Chu Zihang and Caesar had attracted an unusually large number of guests, Lu Mingfei, the newly minted Sakura, was not able to
Unless he was doing something like serving tea and wine, he would be so busy that he couldn't stop.
As soon as the drink was served to a female guest here, he was asked to go over and help the drunk guest go out.
After so many days, it was fortunate that Lu Mingfei had exercised under Ye Xuan's instigation before, otherwise it would still be a question of whether he could stand firm now.
It's true that Gao Tianyuan is a cowherd shop, but they are all regular cowherds. They only have escort service and no other weird special services. This is one of the reasons why Chu Zihang, Caesar and the others can feel free to be cowherds here.
After all, they all have someone they like, or have a girlfriend, and they don't want to sell their bodies just for a mission.
But Lu Mingfei is different. Although he has some thoughts about Zero, he is still hesitating now and is not very opposed to this kind of thing. Besides, with Chu Zihang and Caesar around, even if he has any opinions, he will be suppressed.
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But after a few days, Lu Mingfei realized that he was not here to be a Cowherd, but rather a waiter. As a new Cowherd, none of the female guests took notice of him, and they all looked at him.
The two guys, Caesar and Chu Zihang, were attracted away, so Sakura had no reputation and could only be reduced to a role like a waiter.
This can’t be blamed on the guests. After all, Caesar is a handsome guy, sunny and strong, and has a bit of a tough guy’s tenderness. Chu Zihang is also very handsome, with a cold temperament, like an ancient swordsman and warrior. Lu Mingfei also feels that changing
As a woman, I would definitely like the two of them more than myself, a little Sakura who is neither strong nor handsome.
Thinking of this, Lu Mingfei sighed softly, comforting himself in his heart.
Fortunately, there is Ye Zi. Ye Ye is not very handsome and not very popular with girls. We are all in the same boat...
Lu Mingfei, who was so self-consoling, didn't know that Ye Zi, whom he thought was suffering from the same problem, was now accompanied by a girl, and there might be more than one.
Of course, Lu Mingfei didn't know all of this. He only thought that Ye Zi was probably still wandering somewhere in Tokyo. He didn't know if he had a place to stay or if he was caught by anyone from the Sheqiba family.
Then I thought about it, Ye Zi is such a powerful person, he will definitely not be caught. As for whether he is running around, I don't know.
Lu Mingfei thought so, and just when he raised his eyes, he saw Fujiwara Kansuke's huge back appeared in his field of vision, and blocked the entire aisle, giving Lu Mingfei no room to pass.
"Fujiwara-senpai?"
The strong man in front of him was at least two meters tall, wearing size 47 special high-heeled shoes, and a tight skirt with a waist circumference of 1.5 meters. He was covered in fat and looked like a mountain of meat from a distance.
Lu Mingfei still remembers the first time he saw Fujiwara-senpai. At that time, he saw a huge buttocks as soon as he entered the club hall, and his full range of flesh occupied all his field of vision. Fujiwara-senpai was also dressed like this at that time.
But it was a miniskirt, and the skirt didn't have anything sparkly. The first time Lu Mingfei saw Senior Fujiwara, a title that suited him well came to mind - "The Great Demon King of Roshan", a title that was quite domineering and restrained.
Lu Mingfei almost blurted out, but fortunately he shut up in time, otherwise he would not be sure whether he would be hung above the hall the next day.
It would be better to avoid provoking as few of these "masters" hidden in the city, Lu Mingfei thought, and then he bowed to Fujiwara-senpai's big ass and left.
After that, he also came into contact with Fujiwara Kansuke, and found that Fujiwara-senpai was not as "violent" or domineering as he looked. He had an unexpectedly good temper and didn't talk much, but he was still very good to colleagues like them.
However, Lu Mingfei has always had a question, that is, would anyone really like such a "strong man" who is two meters tall and weighs more than 100 pounds?
However, the fact is that there are indeed many, and there are quite a few of them. Lu Mingfei saw with his own eyes that he was surrounded by several cute-looking female white-collar workers, squeezing his flesh affectionately, and constantly asking him to accompany him for drinks.
Lu Mingfei was envious for a while.
Now Lu Mingfei was confused. It didn’t matter that Caesar Chu Zihang was popular. Even the “Big Devil of Roshan” Fujiwara-senpai was popular. Why was he, little Sakura, so unknown?
After thinking hard to no avail, Lu Mingfei gave up thinking and chose to be his own waiter.
Senior Fujiwara in front of him slowly turned around when he heard Lu Mingfei's voice, his body shaking like water waves. Looking at the way he turned around with difficulty, Lu Mingfei doubted whether Senior Fujiwara was stuck in the narrow aisle.
Lu Mingfei's worry did not appear. Fujiwara Kansuke turned around and looked down at this junior who was not even close to his chest, his eyes were flat and he said nothing.
Lu Mingfei felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, as if he was playing a game and ran to stab the BOSS in the back, only to be discovered by the BOSS on the spot. The feeling of being stared at by the BOSS with a faint gaze reappeared at this moment, and Lu Mingfei felt that he was
The big devil stared at him without any emotion, as if he was debating whether to divide the little white rabbit in front of him into several pieces or to suffocate it.
A drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Lu Mingfei swallowed and found that his throat was a little dry. He thought it was because he had been shouting in the hall for too long.
He said with some difficulty, "Fujiwara-senpai?"
This time we really meet on a narrow road... But I am not a brave man!
Lu Mingfei was thinking about strange things, waiting for Senior Fujiwara's reaction.
Kansuke Fujiwara nodded silently as a greeting, then turned aside with a bottle of whiskey to make some room for Lu Mingfei to pass.
Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Senior Fujiwara give way. Then he saw the road Kansuke Fujiwara gave way to. No, it should be said to be a narrow path.
Fujiwara Kansuke's strong figure could perfectly block the entire aisle if he lay it sideways, but it wouldn't block it if he turned it sideways. But this big belly...is this a hint that Lu Mingfei can crawl under his belly?
At most fifteen centimeters, it should be fine... Lu Mingfei visually measured the distance between Fujiwara Kansuke's belly and the other side of the aisle, and came up with a number that he thought he could pass.
Although it was a bit small and crowded, I decided to go in, even though I was older than I thought. Since Fujiwara-senpai didn't speak, it meant that there was nothing wrong with him, so I couldn't give up halfway and went to the door. What would happen if I didn't go in?
It's not as simple as "I'll just hang around and don't go in."
Lu Mingfei took a deep breath, raised his feet, and found that his legs were a little weak, but he still insisted on walking over, getting closer and closer to Fujiwara Kansuke's big belly.
Lu Mingfei looked at the space in front of him that was definitely less than fifteen centimeters, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He felt that he might be stuck...
It was useless to think too much, so Lu Mingfei finally decided to give it a try and bite the bullet.
As a strange sound sounded, Lu Mingfei's blushing face finally passed. He breathed heavily and felt that he was alive again.
Later, he remembered that Fujiwara-senpai was still behind him, and turned around quickly, only to find that Fujiwara Kansuke had already turned around and left slowly.
Looking at the body rubbing against the corridor, Lu Mingfei felt his scalp numb, shook his head to throw away those messy thoughts, and turned to enter the staff bathroom.