LRAB Page 191
Page 191
"And then, there wasn't a single thing left?!"
Aoba's voice rose a little out of desperation.
This completely silenced the feathered serpent god, leaving him pitifully clutching the hem of his robe and burying his head in the heavy water sphere.
"Well, it seems there's really no other way."
Seeing this, Aoba had no choice but to give up.
"Really!?"
"So, the shop manager is going to forgive me?!"
Lucoa looked up excitedly at Aoba, who was walking toward the table.
"Well, I forgive you."
Aoba smiled and looked at Lucoa, his expression quite helpless.
"but..."
"Whatever your needs are, shopkeeper, I can fulfill them. After all, you are Quetzalcoatl!"
"If it's Quetzalcoatl, then you'd better make amends properly!"
"I'm sorry, this request cannot be fulfilled at the moment..."
"Well, there's no other way then. Lucoa will have to stay at the store and work to pay off the debt."
"How could this be..."
Lucoa's eyes seemed to have lost all hope.
(Three) Master Mioqi Wa seems to regard Yueyi as the Feathered Serpent God. She has already figured out the rules of how this world and society operate.
As a working person...
No, wait, the working god is about to suffer from the exploitation of an unscrupulous boss.
Salary deductions, excessive overtime, and even having to solve the boss's personal problems...
In the end, he was forced to accept threats from his boss.
Lucoa, you wouldn't want another zero added to your bill, would you?
Aoba's image as a terrifying capitalist appeared in Lucoa's imagination, and she could already foresee that the shopkeeper would exploit her to the extreme at that time.
Lucoa knelt down and took it in her mouth; this thing couldn't be bitten with teeth.
No clothes are allowed in the kitchen.
From now on, you'll be responsible for solving XX's requests and become my RBQ.
As if envisioning her future life devoid of hope, Lucoa's lips inexplicably curled into a troublesome smile.
"Hiss~ Lucoa, what are you thinking about?"
Aoba looked at the voluptuous dragon girl with disdain, feeling a strange sense of being stared at.
He felt like he was being targeted by something bad.
"No~ that's the expression..."
Lucoa opened her eyes a crack and looked at Aoba's disgusted face. The little thoughts in her heart seemed to be magnified a thousand times at this moment.
The dragon maiden involuntarily shuddered.
"No!?"
Aoba stared at Lucoa, who had collapsed in the kitchen, his mouth agape.
Because of his enhanced physique, he was able to detect the dampness emanating from Lucoa in the kitchen air.
Even though the dragon girl had already sat down on the ground, she was still twitching and trembling, and her heterochromatic eyes were slightly rolled upwards.
So sensitive?
I doubt she can even compare to an otome character!
The food... just practice more!
He only said one sentence, and it turned out like this?
Have I really become a succubus?!
Chapter 93 The Bunny Girl at the Library Entrance! This time, I, Hiratsuka Shizuka, will definitely not be a loser!!!
"Aoba!"
In the front hall, Hiratsuka Shizuka, slightly drunk, called out Aoba's name.
He looks like he's drunk.
The flush on her face resembled intoxicating red wine, making anyone who saw her feel a touch of intoxication.
It might also be because he was drunk.
At this moment, Hiratsuka Shizuka had lost her previous peace and tranquility, and instead seemed to be acting like a unreasonable little girl.
Meanwhile, Yukino Yukari, who was standing next to her, seemed to have regained some consciousness.
Although her face was flushed, there was still a hint of clarity in her eyes.
Supporting the unsteady, swaying Hiratsuka Shizuka with one hand, he spoke to Futaro at the table beside him:
"Futaro, please call out to Aoba and tell him we're leaving now."
Yukino Yukari lifted Hiratsuka Shizuka's arm, putting most of her weight on her, making it difficult for her to even get up, let alone walk unsteadily.
"How about we take a taxi back, Yukino-sensei?"
Futaro glanced at his teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was visibly drunk, and felt a little uneasy.
She quickly got up and walked to the bar, calling out to the kitchen staff, "Aoba, Yukino-sensei and Shizuka are leaving, you..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Aoba rushed out of the kitchen, her face full of helplessness, and even her hands still had a few drops of clear water mixed with a little turbidity.
"Are Yukino-sensei and Shizuka leaving?"
"Hmm, they've had quite a bit to drink. Qingye, why don't you take them home?"
After exchanging a few words with Aoba, Futaro returned to the table and resumed his debate with Saitama about whether humans can actually kill mosquitoes.
Upon hearing this, Aoba looked helplessly towards the kitchen.
The dragon girl, who had gotten up from the ground, had now returned to her normal appearance.
However, the lingering blush on her fair neck and the occasional trembling of her legs seemed to be revealing something.
"Lucia, could you please tidy up the table later?"
Since the dragon girl has decided to work at the izakaya to pay off her debts, he won't be polite.
After saying that, he opened the small door to the stage.
She walked quickly toward Yukino Yukari and Hiratsuka Shizuka, who had already opened their shop doors.
"Teacher Yukino."
"Qingye, you go ahead and do your work. Xiaojing and I can manage."
As the cool night breeze blew in from outside the door, the intoxication in Yukino Yuka's eyes subsided considerably.
She didn't drink much to begin with, unlike Hiratsuka Shizuka who later started chugging whole bottles.
Now that he's intoxicated, he can't even walk straight.
"Okay, I'll do it."
Aoba saw Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was completely drunk and leaning against Yukari, sobbing uncontrollably, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
It's really hard to see someone as quiet as Xiao Jing.
After he finished speaking, he gently put his arm around Hiratsuka Shizuka's other arm, intending to help her walk.
As it turned out, Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to smell Aoba's scent, sniffed her nose, and then casually let go of Yukari.
With its two hands like a sloth, it clung to Qingye's neck and wouldn't let go.
Her legs seemed to automatically seek out an enemy, hooking around Aoba's lower back and refusing to let go.
It's early autumn now, and the temperature isn't particularly cold yet.
Hiratsuka Shizuka was dressed in a very ordinary teacher's white shirt and black pants, which might not be noticeable if she stood up straight.
After getting drunk, he clung to Qingye, his waist and hips sinking down, his legs wrapped around Qingye's lower back.
His upper body lay straight down behind Aoba.
Aoba was carrying Hiratsuka Shizuka on his back. There was nothing unusual at first, but as soon as he bent down slightly, he felt the sudden softness behind him.
? !
Aoba froze on the spot, her hands resting on Hiratsuka Shizuka's knees.
Those long, slender legs seemed to be wound up like a spring, clamping tightly around his lower back.
This guy... is he faking being drunk?!
Aoba's expression hardened slightly, and he glanced back at Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was still fast asleep with her eyes closed and breathing evenly. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It was probably an accident.
Yukino Yukari looked at Hiratsuka Shizuka on Aoba's back, a hint of envy in her eyes, but it vanished in an instant.
She would never be jealous in front of her students.
"Thank you for your help, Aoba."
After Bai Xiangli came out, she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and revealed a very relieved smile.
Aoba smiled slightly, looking at her mature and beautiful profile, which still had a hint of drunken redness under the starlight.
"It's alright, Yukino-sensei, can you walk by yourself now?"