LRAB Page 113
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"Would you like to go take a look at the backyard, Shoko?"
The little Loli nodded vigorously.
Children are naturally curious.
"Why don't you go to the backyard and take a look first, Xiaozi? Your brother needs to talk to Mom about something."
Shoko looked at her mother, then at Aoba.
She nodded, gave Aoba a big kiss on the cheek, and then jumped off her seat.
He left the notebook on the table and ran towards the backyard.
Chapter 61 Dessert Extravaganza! Kasumigaoka: I'm not a pervert! Otome: So you like this kind of thing?
Once the little girl had disappeared, Aoba handed Mrs. Nishimiya a tissue.
"Thank you."
Nishimiya Yaeko twitched her nose twice, took the tissue, and gently wiped away her tears.
When Glass was here just now, she had been trying hard to hold back her tears.
Now that Shoko has gone to the backyard, she can no longer hold back her emotions.
Women are inherently gentle, but become strong when they become mothers!
"Is over 300,000 yen a month enough for Shoko to attend a special school?"
After Aoba and Nishimiya Yaeko calmed down a bit, they asked about y/ue/yi-first/release.
"That's almost enough."
Mrs. Nishimiya sighed deeply and nodded slowly.
The monthly rent, combined with her salaries from several jobs, barely allowed Shoko to attend a special school.
But that's enough.
Every time she saw Shoko being bullied, she felt an immense pang of heartache at her own powerlessness.
She never wanted Glass to go to that kind of place again.
"Things will get better in the future."
Qingye said with a hint of regret.
Only those who have truly experienced life can know its cruelty.
No one who struggles and fends for themselves in this world has it easy.
Mrs. Nishimiya nodded silently.
She now inexplicably felt that the boy in front of her was much more mature than she was.
It's as if it has weathered countless storms and vicissitudes...
No wonder young ladies from wealthy families would spend lavishly on him.
As expected of the pride of Aonosuke Town!
The two signed the contract, and Aoba went to the backyard to call back Shoko.
When Shoko returned to the shop, Mrs. Nishimiya waved to her.
But Glass picked up the notebook.
"Mom, I don't want to go home right now. Can I stay here with Qingye and you come pick me up after work?"
Nishimiya Yaeko frowned.
"No, you'll only cause trouble for your brother if you stay here."
Her answer made Glass feel a little sad.
Aoba smiled and patted Shoko's hair: "It's okay, I was the one who invited Shoko over to play."
His answer made Yaeko Nishimiya hesitate for a moment.
Little Shoko seemed to realize something and looked at her mother pleadingly.
Finally, Nishimiya Yaeko sighed as if relieved.
"Alright, then I'll leave it to you, Xiao Qingye."
At the same time, she also wrote something to Glass in her notebook.
"You absolutely mustn't cause your brother any trouble, understand?"
Shoko hugged her notebook and nodded vigorously at her mother.
"Please trust Shoko, everything will be fine!"
Aoba understood her mother's worries and encouraged Shoko.
Seeing this, Nishimiya Yaeko could only helplessly apologize to Aoba repeatedly.
"I'd like to trouble you to take care of Shoko, Aoba."
"Don't worry, my guests are all very nice people, and they will all like Little Shoko very much..."
Mrs. Nishimiya eventually went to work.
It's really not easy for a woman to support this family alone.
But the most important thing now is that the shop next door also belongs to Aoba.
Perhaps merging the two stores is a big project for ordinary people.
But in Aoba's eyes, it was just a small matter.
Tonight, I'll be able to get it all sorted out!
"By the way, Shoko, would you like something to eat? I'll make you something!"
After her mother left, Shoko sat in the seat next to the table.
He is very well-behaved and doesn't run around everywhere.
It's still a little while before we leave the store, and Aoba is a little worried that the child might get hungry.
When Shoko saw Aoba's words, her expression instantly turned to one of delight.
But then he hesitated again.
The little girl held the pen and wrote on the notebook:
"Shoko isn't hungry, so there's no need to trouble you, brother."
Aoba felt a slight pang of sadness. He reached out and gently tapped Shoko on the head, then took the notebook and turned to the page with two figures, one big and one small, holding hands.
"Does Shoko still remember this painting?"
"Shoko remembers!"
"But I'm Shoko's older brother. Shoko has to listen to her older brother and not lie to him. Aren't you really hungry?"
The two were engrossed in writing and drawing in their notebooks, their children's silvery laughter occasionally ringing out.
After playing with Shoko for a while, Aoba realized that Shoko still wanted to eat today's dessert.
They're still just kids!
Aoba smiled and took out one of the extra desserts made that afternoon from the kitchen, and wrote in her notebook:
"I can only have one more serving, otherwise my teeth will hurt."
"Shoko understands. Shoko brushes her teeth properly."
Done.
Aoba smiled and ruffled Shoko's hair before returning to the kitchen.
Start by turning on the microwave and freezer, and take out the prepared desserts to defrost and heat them.
After all, this thing can't be kept for long.
Ideally, all of them should be delivered tonight.
Shoko happily ate Aoba's modified version of the mage mille-feuille, taking small bites.
The crispy crust is paired with a meat sauce specially developed by Aoba.
It can be said that it has already deviated from the category of French desserts.
But it has a unique flavor.
It's somewhat similar to the savory pancakes of a major Eastern country, but the dough is different.
It's kind of a little invention of Aoba's own.
Inside the kitchen, Aoba had just thawed another type of parfait when there was a noise at the shop door.
He turned and looked outside.
It is the Hill of Mist. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the preceding sentences.)
Also.
Kasumigaoka was the only person who was able to come here before the official opening.
"Um?!"
"It tastes so sweet!!"
"What is this?!"
The girl entered the shop without any hesitation and craned her neck to look into the kitchen.
She hadn't even come in yet when she smelled the dessert aroma, which was similar to the smell emanating from the bakery.
This made the girl, who already loved desserts, even happier.
I wasn't even that hungry at first, but suddenly I'm starving!
"Today's special dish is dessert."