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

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"You grow strawberries?!"

"Hehehe..."

Outside the train carriage, the sun was shining brightly.

Inside the carriage, the playful antics of young boys and girls exuded youthful energy.

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Until the luxury car returned Aoba to Aonosuke Street.

Hisako blushed as she helped Aoba off the bus.

"Miss Secretary, have you forgotten something?"

Aoba turned up her collar to cover herself up a little.

This made Hisako hesitate even more.

what's up?

Why doesn't she remember?

"Ingredients..."

Aoba tapped the secretary's head, saying with a hint of helplessness:

"She's such a reliable secretary to Erina, so why does she become so stupid when it comes to me?"

"oh--!"

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Hisako felt the heat emanating from the large hand and nodded quickly.

I couldn't help but feel happy for Aoba's expression at that moment.

"What's wrong? Is something the problem?"

"Manager, it's like this right now..."

Hisako covered her flushed cheeks and whispered in Aoba's ear:

"Like those male escorts in brothels, asking customers for tips."

Ok? !

I've become a gigolo!?

Several black lines immediately appeared on Qingye's forehead.

Do you really think my place is a brothel?

Seeing Aoba's indignant expression, Hisako felt even closer to him.

This is completely unlike how one would evaluate Erina-sama's cooking.

That kind of store manager is too lonely.

Even if she wanted to get closer, she seemed to never be able to touch the shopkeeper.

and so……

"Pop..."

Hisako felt a little excited about discovering another side of Aoba.

Aoba-kun's feelings for her and for Lady Erina were ultimately different.

This is a little secret that belongs exclusively to her store manager.

Looking at the face so close to hers, the girl's eyes softened.

"Please rest assured, manager, I will not cheat you out of your tip."

"you..."

Hey, forget it.

Aoba watched Hisako, who was now hopping and skipping, finally showing some girlish charm, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Having left the Nakiri family, have I finally become more like myself?

"Then, have a safe journey."

"Okay, store manager, have a safe trip."

The two said goodbye to each other through the car window.

The luxury car gradually drove away.

Aoba also turned around and walked towards his own shop.

He has nothing to do every day.

The only thing I have to do every day is to buy groceries.

But I don't need to buy groceries today.

For the rest of the time, Aoba will choose to stay at home.

His home is on the second floor of the izakaya, accessible from the backyard.

The first floor is a store and the second floor is home furnishings.

A detached house that perfectly embodies the traditional Japanese aesthetic.

The integrated design makes it convenient for Qingye to open a shop or take a break.

I spent approximately three hours at Nakiri's house.

The main problem is that the round trip takes a lot of time.

After all, traffic jams are a daily occurrence in Tokyo...

It's almost 11 a.m. now.

The brothels at the street corner were also closed.

Like Aoba, they also work at night, but neither of them has been enhanced by the Gluttony skill.

After a busy night, you need to rest well during the day.

During the time Aoba was growing up, he also received help from these 'neighbors'.

When the shop first opened, many neighbors would even make a special trip to Aoba's izakaya to order food.

It can be said that it helped Aoba through the most difficult period.

Passing by the brothel at the street corner.

There are many chairs set up at the entrance of the store.

It's a place where everyone opens the shop in the afternoon to clean up, and then spends their free time outside soliciting customers and resting.

Employees in each store will sit together and share some interesting stories.

Aoba had also strolled around here before.

Those older women often like to make adult jokes.

But his words implied that he was helping Aoba.

After all, she has a handsome younger brother who is also a good cook and impeccable in his dealings with others.

Aside from being a bit shy, he's practically the perfect candidate for a 'younger brother'.

Therefore, Aoba naturally became the recognized 'most handsome younger brother' among the younger generation on this street.

Over time.

The label of Aonosuke being the most handsome man on the street was also attached to Aoba.

"what?"

"Huh?! Little Green Leaf, why are you turning your collar up?"

As Aoba passed the last dance hall.

The karaoke bar just opened.

A middle-aged woman walked out from inside.

Her hair was frizzy and curly, painted a light lychee red, and her figure looked somewhat out of shape.

You can still vaguely see a resemblance to her younger self in her appearance.

This is the eldest sister of the brothel owner at the intersection of Aonosuke Street.

She was tricked into this industry by a man when she was young, and has remained single ever since she came to terms with reality.

Now I can say that I have my own business.

She was one of the people who took the best care of Aoba back then.

Once, after getting drunk, Aoba brought her a snack platter, and she even hugged and cried.

They say if she had gotten married and had children normally, her child would probably be about the same age as Aoba by now.

But sometimes fate is truly unpredictable.

Good afternoon, Aunt Meiqi.

"I just went to a friend's house, and I might have accidentally messed it up."

Aoba greeted Aunt Meiqi very politely.

"You should also pay attention to etiquette when visiting a friend's house."

As Aunt Meiqi spoke, she stepped forward and folded down Qingye's collar.

result. . .