What? ! the Girls Who Like Me Have Increased Again?

With this thought in mind, Lianhua's small body transformed into an entity and appeared in this room.

Picking up the pen and thinking for a while, Lianhua got the answer she wanted.

"Sure enough, if you read comics, you must have potato chips and Coke!"

The girl's eyes shone like stars.

Although this hotel has a lot of ingredients, occasionally it will purchase some good quality ingredients such as matsutake according to the needs of customers.

However, there seems to be very little such a thing as chips and Coke.

Girls are not human, so there is no need to care about the so-called physical health.

Faithful to my desire, I wrote the names of a string of items on it.

"Hmm...would you write too much?"

When I came back to my senses, I realized that a certain page of the notepad was almost full.

Worried about being regarded as a glutton by the other party.

And I always feel that it is a bit bad behavior to let others buy things for me with peace of mind.

Looking at my own work, I felt a little regretful in my heart, so I picked up a pen and crossed out some things on it.

On the other side, Fujiwara Oboro also returned to the hotel after warming up.

"Good morning--"

The man stared at the waitress who was busy in the hotel early in the morning, and took the initiative to chat with her.

"Ah, hello, Fuji, Fujiwara-san..."

For some reason, the originally beautiful and generous waitress looked at him with an inexplicably frightened look.

"What's the matter, Miss Chun?"

After asking for a long time.

Haru Inamori said how he looked at the puppet as if possessed by an evil spirit, and talked to himself.

In the eyes of normal people, that is really a strange behavior.

Fujiwara Haku also felt a little amused.

Unexpectedly, this rare beauty in the mountains, like Yamato Nadeko, would be so afraid of ghosts.

"Miss Haru, the legend about Zashiki Doji in this hotel is true, and there are indeed lovely elves here."

With a smile on his face, Oboroya said to the waitress in a very affirmative tone.

"Huh? Are you referring to the dolls..."

Hearing what he said, Haru Inamori immediately thought of the biggest selling point of this hotel located in the deep mountains.

"Yeah... If there is a chance, let that lovely elf and Miss Chun meet you as well."

Don't look at Lianhua until now, and she hasn't taken the initiative to show herself in front of her.

But he knew that the child would feel faintly disappointed that other people could not see him.

So sticking to it is victory.

The two chatted casually for a few more words.

Fujiwara Oboro also left the hotel and visited the nearby ancient small town.

The old houses that are as unique as the Showa era seem to make people travel through time and space, and it feels like a worthwhile trip.

But he didn't forget his real purpose.

In the gift shop with a sense of history in the town, I bought some specialty snacks that will probably be loved by Lianhua.

By the way, some money was withdrawn from the card.

To be honest, those who spend a lot of money recently are a little tight on money.

It's different from being young and earning tens of millions of yen a year while still in middle school, which can definitely be called a little rich woman.

As an ordinary high school student, his income is zero.

From Hayato-kun and the black uncle who sells medicine, a considerable amount of black-hearted money could have been squeezed out.

But that kind of money, he really didn't even bother to look at it.

Come out of the post office.

Thinking of the string of dwindling numbers made him sigh uncontrollably.

"If you have time, let's go to Teacher Mushi to have a look..."

Holding the "tribute" prepared for Miss Lianhua in his hand, Fujiwara also thought silently in his heart.

My own teacher was able to maintain such a large and unpopular gym in a place like Tokyo where every inch of money was very expensive, and there were still some ways to make money quickly.

Thinking wildly in his brain, Fujiwara Haku also left the ancient town and headed towards the top of the mountain without haste.

Not long after, he returned to his residence.

There was no one in the room, and the girl seemed to have not yet decided to show herself in front of her.

Just wanted to take a break.

Oboroya suddenly found the paper and pen in the room whose positions had changed slightly.

The boy quickly took the piece of paper in his hand.

I saw the appeal that filled the entire page at first, and then blotted out most of it.

There was an involuntary smile on Oboro's face.

"Miss Zashiki Doji, so I like this kind of thing, it's about the same as I thought."

Deliberately, as if talking to himself, he spoke out the thoughts in his heart.

"Goo-"

Hiding aside, the black-haired girl who was waiting for his reaction suddenly showed a slightly shocked look.

After this.

Affected by this subtle mood, even Oboro went to a nearby town to bring the "tribute" prepared for her, but didn't enjoy it much.

Then the next day.

"It's really delivered..."

Lianhua looked at the things that appeared beside her, and thought inconceivably.

There's some there, things that don't exist in this small town.

Fujiwara Oboro also took a car back to Tokyo before bringing them here.

Miss Lianhua, who was eroded by sugar-coated bullets, was easily bought, and her affection for that guy increased in an instant.

"What a greedy guy... No, he's just a simple little girl."

Although he was spending money to please the other party, Oboroya was in a pretty good mood.

Just like this, he went out alone, exploring the mountains leisurely.

In order to leave that child with a little alone time.

The girl was not polite either.

Using light pressure, unpack the potato chips.

Like a little hamster, he kept stuffing the puffed food into his mouth in small mouthfuls.

The body also changed from sitting upright on the tatami mat to lying on it, reading a comic book unconsciously.

The two little feet wrapped in white foot bags swayed leisurely and leisurely.

It shows the fact that the owner is in a good mood.

Time passed slowly, suddenly.

"Ah, there is nothing below..."

Lianhua stood up a little disappointed.

Flipping through the pile of comic books, he confirmed the fact that he had the last one in his hand.

It took two days to read all the "Dragon Ball" comics brought by Fujiwara Obakuya.

"I really want to see the follow-up..."

Just seeing the climax of the Saiyan attack, the feeling that it suddenly stopped suddenly made the girl feel very uncomfortable.

This desire to read made Lianhua pick up the pen and paper in the room again as if she knew the taste.

As if the hand was moving by itself, the manga request was written on it.

"I should agree, after all, it's that person..."

Lianhua thought as if trying to convince herself.

At the same time, I also hope that that person will come back soon and see the message I left.

Times were hard to come by this evening.

Gokuya returned to the room and found the handwriting on the notepad.

"Sure enough..."

There was an involuntary smile on the edge of the mouth.

Of course, Fujiwara Hakuya has a little deliberate taste in it.

He knew the kid would love this great comic.

That's why I deliberately didn't bring all the manga booklets at once.

His purpose is to let this simple child show up and communicate with himself.

By the looks of it, things were going the way he thought they would, and they seemed to be doing fine.

In this way, I chatted with the beautiful waitress in a good mood for a while in a sparsely populated hotel.