foreigner's journey

Chapter 792 Sister
After school, Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't bear Rukia Kuchiki's indignation, so he had to take out the small wallet he had saved for a long time, and planned to take Rukia downstairs for a meal.

In fact, it's not just for Rukia, but mainly because Ichigo himself is a little greedy.Heather's father's cooking is the most superb cooking that Ichigo has ever eaten in his life. Not only is it delicious, but he can also get indescribable satisfaction and touch from it.

Hearing Ichigo, who never liked to brag, describe it like this, Rukia became even more greedy, and urged Ichigo to go out as soon as 06:30 in the afternoon.

The two walked along the street and came to a slightly remote area.A Japanese-style two-story building with a courtyard stands between two residential buildings. The decoration is a mix of Chinese and Japanese. The wooden door is closed and white curtains are hung outside. Two lanterns are hung on both sides of the door. A signboard hangs in front of the house, with the three Chinese characters [Chrysanthemum coming down the stairs] flying like a dragon and a phoenix written on it.

"Huh? No one is queuing up today?" Ichigo was a little surprised, there should have been people queuing up at the door of Chrysanthemum's building at this time on weekdays.

Kuchiki Rukia pointed at the door: "Ichigo, it seems that there is a piece of paper stuck on the door."

Lifting the curtain, Ichigo found a notice pasted on the door, to the effect that the boss was away on business, and his son Heather would temporarily take over as the chef for a day, and the business hours were temporarily changed to [-]:[-]pm to [-]:[-]pm.

Remember Orihime Inoue said that Heather is also good at cooking?Ichigo thought for a while and knocked on the wooden door.

Squeak-!
The wooden door was pulled open from the inside, and then Ichigo heard a click, and his forehead was pressed against the cold metal.

I saw a silver-white pistol with a cold light on the forehead, holding the pistol was a short and beautiful girl.Her long light green hair was tied into double ponytails, and she was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. She stood on tiptoe and held a pistol against her forehead for 100 years. She looked up at him, chewed gum and said in a drawn out voice:

"Guest~~~people~~~! It's not time for business yet~~~~?"

"Rebecca sauce, are you still so energetic?" Ichigo didn't take it seriously, and pulled the pistol away with a smile: "This time, where did you buy the imitation toy gun again, and it's quite realistic."

"Tsk, it's Youzi's brother, come in." The little girl called Rebecca curled her lips, turned her head and shouted: "Brother! Your classmate is here!"

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the pistol behind his waist and ran into the house.

Rukia, who was standing aside, noticed that the whites of the eyes of this girl named Rebecca were strangely red, and the pupils were golden halos.She couldn't help poking Ichigo with her elbow: "Ichigo, her eyes..."

Ichigo whispered, "Color contact lenses. Don't mention this in front of Rebecca, she doesn't like people judging her dressing style."

"She's Heather's sister? She doesn't look like Heather."

"Yes, second sister, follow mom. Didn't I tell you? Heather's mother, Mrs. Moshi, is Danish."

Ichigo motioned for Rukia to follow him into the house, and closed the wooden door behind him:
"I heard from Inoue that Rebecca originally had silver hair like Mrs. Moshi, but she dyed it light green. She wears contact lenses all day long. Her favorite hobby is collecting all kinds of imitation toy guns."

Having been in this world for so long, of course Rukia can understand terms like 'hair dye', 'colour contact lenses', 'toys' and 'guns': "Wow, that sounds very individual."

"A little girl with a very personality. She has a good relationship with Xia Li and Youzi. Oh, by the way, Rebecca hates others touching her collection of toy guns." Ichigo took Rukia to the bar and sat down.

The restaurant on the first floor of Chrysanthemum Downstairs is not too big. The inside is a typical Japanese structure, with a few tables and chairs, and a long bar. Behind the bar is the place where the chef works.

At this time, Heather was dressed as a chef and was skillfully chopping and chopping vegetables. She said without raising her head, "Welcome, Kurosaki still has rotten wood."

"Sorry, it seems we came early." Ichigo was a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, two days ago, the old customers have already heard from my father that the business will be closed today. The temporary opening for two hours is my own initiative to practice my skills. Please forgive me if the hospitality is not good."

Saying that, Heather bowed slightly:
"There is still a while before leaving the office, please sit down and wait. Rebecca, serve tea."

"Here, free oolong tea."

Rebecca handed them a cup of iced oolong tea respectively, and then looked at Lucia curiously: "Brother Ichigo, is she your wife?"

Saying that, Rebecca shook her little finger.

The oolong tea that Ichigo had just drank spewed out all of a sudden, coughing and trying to explain: "Cough! That's, that's not... Sorry... Cough..."

"He's not my type."

Kuchiki Rukia took the towel and helped Ichigo wipe the bar table in front of him, and then looked around curiously: "Are you using the first floor as a restaurant and the second floor for living?"

"No, the house next door is also mine."

Rebecca leaned on the bar with her elbow resting on her chin with one hand, and her left hand flexibly rotated the pistol, with a bored look on her face:
"By the way, why do I have to continue serving tea when my parents go out? Isn't it good to be closed for a day, bro?"

"No, if you skip work, your pocket money will be deducted. This is the rule set by my mother. If you have any opinions, you can tell her yourself."

Heather put the cut vegetables on a plate and handed them to Rebecca: "Put them in the refrigerator."

"It will call me! Why don't you let your other sister do it?"

Rebecca snatched the plate and stomped menacingly toward the refrigerator.

At this time, the wooden door was opened, and Orihime Inoue came in with two bags of ingredients, and said with a smile, "I'm back!"

"Welcome back, Sister Orihime!"

Rebecca changed her expression all of a sudden, threw herself in front of Orihime, buried her head between the peaks, and swayed left and right, crying:

"Sister Zhiji, listen to me, brother, he bullied me again with his biased eyes, leaving all the dirty and heavy work to me... woo woo woo..."

Orihime stroked Rebecca's green-haired head, smiled and comforted, "I'll help Rebecca, it's okay..."

Before she finished speaking, Rebecca was pulled up by Heather's neck and collar: "The work for you is already the easiest, go to work quickly! Zhiji, thank you for cleaning the dishes."

"No problem, Brother Heather."

Lucia, who was sitting in front of the bar, put on a (⊙⊙) expression: "Heather's house...is so lively."

"The ones in my house are more lively." Ichigo took a sip of iced oolong tea with a calm expression on his face.

Rebecca is indeed a child who can play with Xia Li, or in other words, the reason why Ichigo has a good sense of Heather is because he is very similar to himself.

They both have two younger sisters who need to be cared for.

Lucia picked up the teacup and took a sip gracefully, and then asked: "By the way, Rebecca is Heather's second sister, right? So, Heather, you have a younger sister, haven't you come back after going out to play?"

At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded behind Rukia:
"It's the first time we met, do you have anything to do with me?"

(End of this chapter)