Crossover Anime: This is an izakaya, but you're treating it like a brothel.

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They were just waiting to die in the same spot.

result. . .

The vengeful spirit suddenly disappeared.

The presence of vengeful spirits has completely disappeared from the entire bakery.

"That's strange..."

Jianzi looked on with confusion as she watched Aoba and the shopkeeper talking from behind.

She became even more curious about Aoba's identity.

Could he be one of those Onmyoji from the prosecutor's office? Or perhaps a superhuman?

"Hey!"

Ruri Gokou stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Miko Yotsuya.

"You still say you don't like her?"

"Your eyes are practically glued to other people's bodies!"

"Still watching?!"

"If you like them that much, why don't you go up and ask for their contact information, and then just make it a done deal!"

Faced with Ruri Gokou's sharp tongue.

Yotsuya Miko had absolutely no resistance.

After taking a deep look at Qingye's retreating figure, he grabbed her and ran out.

Fortunately, he didn't hear what I said, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing.

Aoba, who was in the bakery, glanced back slightly as she heard the door close behind her.

They then resumed their discussion with the shop owner in front of them.

"Mr. Miyazono, really?"

"Haha, I'm so happy to see young people enjoying baking!"

Mr. Miyazono smiled and patted Aoba on the shoulder.

"Unlike my child, who spends all day with his violin and has absolutely no interest in baking."

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"Thank you, Mr. Miyazono!"

"No need! I actually hope there will be more young people like you."

The entrance to the bakery.

Mr. Miyazono said goodbye to Aoba with a smile.

He hadn't seen a young person like Aoba with such unique insights into baking in a long time.

It's almost the same as when he traveled alone across the ocean to France to study baking.

Moreover, from the young man's words and actions, he could tell that the other party was definitely more than just a novice who loved baking.

During many of their conversations.

It was Aoba who consciously expressed his views on improvement.

I'm not the kind of kitchen novice who only focuses on the recipe.

It's just a pity

It's a shame we didn't meet such a talented chef sooner.

Mr. Miyazono watched Aoba thank him and leave, and smiled with satisfaction.

But in the blink of an eye, the sound coming from beside him made him sigh helplessly again.

"Dad, I'm going to my violin lesson."

"Okay, slow down!"

"Okay, I'll take good care of myself!"

"Xiao Xun..."

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just be careful."

"I've grown up!"

The girl's golden hair fluttered as she came down from upstairs with her playful movements.

The pleated skirt hem bounced around even more.

With a violin case slung over one hand, he suddenly realized something the moment he opened the door to the baking room.

I turned my head slightly to look at a corner, and there seemed to be no familiar sense of oppression.

It made the girl's chest feel much lighter.

She turned to look at her father, the corners of her mouth turned up, and her eyes narrowed, making her look very beautiful.

"Dad, you look very happy today!"

"what!?"

"gone!"

The girl's laughter, as clear as silver bells, still seemed to echo in my ears.

Mr. Miyazono watched through the glass window as his woman skipped and hopped away down the street.

My slight worry subsided.

Regardless...

I hope Xiao Xun is healthy and happy now.

As for the rest, let them be.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Miyazono, I rode my bicycle towards Aonosuke Street.

Aoba was initially in a very good mood.

But as soon as he reached the street corner, he saw a scene that greatly annoyed him.

Four children are laughing and playing around a little girl.

Two of the boys were holding long, thin sticks and gesturing at the little girl.

At this time, all the brothels at the street corner were also closed.

Even if passersby at the intersection of Aonosuke Street noticed this place, they would only glance at it silently and then leave.

Aoba parked his bicycle and ran over without saying a word.

"Hey!"

"What are you doing!!"

His voice was extremely rude!

Even for children, a jersey can be considered a reprimand.

However, after seeing Qingye scolding them, the four children all turned to look at Qingye.

He muttered some strange words.

One of the children even gestured with a stick at Aoba.

"You are! What do you want?!"

"Do you want to get arrested by the police for bullying others?!"

"The security detail wouldn't arrest children, sir, don't lie to me!"

Even a little kid like this knows?

Aoba finally had a clearer understanding of the Kaiku delinquents who were taken away by the police last night.

Just when he felt that words might not be enough to make them realize their mistakes, fists and feet could also be used.

Beside them, two girls' voices with strong rapping accents frightened the children so much that they immediately burst into tears.

"Hey!!"

"We're all minors, how about we have a little competition with the older girls?!"

"You bastards!!!"

With her exceptionally delicate features, Kyoko snatched the kid's wooden stick and mercilessly struck him on the buttocks.

"what!"

"She's the boss of the Suzuran Ward!!!"

The other two little girls were so frightened by Kyoko and Akemi's school uniforms that they took two steps back and sat down on the ground.

"Why aren't you running?!"

Want to try the boss's fist?

Akemi threatened the four kids, kicking the butts of two of them.

"Sorry, we're leaving right away!!!"

The title of "Big Sister of Suzuran Ward" seems to resonate particularly strongly.

Even these little kids know that.

"Tch, really..."

Kyoko and Akemi spat in the direction the four kids had run off to.

"Boss Aoba, this is the only way to deal with brats like this!"