My protagonist attributes have been discovered

Sister Tu, whose smile stopped abruptly, lined up behind Taotie and was taken back to the store. Hearing the boss announced that he could "unexpectedly" get back 300 yuan, compared to Sister Tu and Taotie who were gloomy, they had already done it in advance. Well, Song Yangle, who was mentally prepared for the end of the holiday and being deducted from wages, did not change his expression: money is something outside of him...

"Also," but before returning to the counter and before the supervisor, the other party glanced at him lazily with starry eyes: "It's really ugly."

"..." Okay, he thought: I now understand why dragons in Western legends are villains.

……

"Because he's a villain through and through."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yangle, who escaped the rabbit man who came in again to get work meals, came out of the kitchen holding the packaged green group box; because it was getting late, the traffic of Shanhai Restaurant increased again, which was troublesome The boss Ying had dinner and went upstairs with his water glass.

Sister Tu, who had let go of her strings, sighed from the bottom of her heart, only to remember that she thought that this old dragon liked little cubs... No, it seems that the relationship is reversed?

Finally remembering that Xiao Zai Zai seemed to have a different idea of ​​the mean boss, she turned her head, and there was a trace of vicissitudes and many complications in her loving eyes: "..."

Just before Sister Tu was about to open her mouth to interview him about his mental journey, Song Yangle piled the packing boxes on the table expressionlessly, and replied first: "Because of love."

Sister Tu who was forcibly choked back: Fuck, the addiction to smoking has been suppressed.

But Xiao Zaizai didn't want to talk about it, and she, a thousand-year-old demon, was too embarrassed to follow up and ask, so she sighed vicissitudes of life, relaxed a little, took the money with one hand, and handed the packing box to the customer with the other.

——The big monster is worthy of being a big monster, it's really cold!

Just happened to pay attention to the rabbit three cats and other junior gods, ghosts and ghosts who secretly looked at the indifferent Yujie with her back to the light, a big curly hair, who was so unruly even handing a packing box, and they were all excited.

Song Yangle, who was collectively ignored because of his pure human identity: "..." Your non-human world is really a bit too xenophobic.

closed.

Song Yangle, who fell into autism, stopped talking, and silently conducted mechanical buying and selling with customers who were not very familiar with him. No matter if he was facing a small monster, a big monster, a cultivator, or even a ghost...he was always Just an emotionless waiter.

until--

"Excuse me, can you separate the two youth groups and replace them with one?"

After a packing box was handed over as usual, the guest on the opposite side did not reach out his hand as expected, and the tone of the voice in front of him was raised, which was obviously a very ordinary request, but mixed with a vague taste of romance.

Inexplicably familiar and intimate.

However, when he raised his eyes, the other person's face was handsome and unfamiliar. Although there was a little familiarity and a strange sense of sight, Song Yangle could confirm that he had never seen this face in real life.

Facing him who raised his head, the peach-eyed guest who was wearing an open shirt and put his hands in the pockets of his slacks was also taken aback for a moment. He involuntarily took out his hands and corrected his original casual posture.

In the next second, the two humanoid creatures facing each other spoke at the same time: "You..."

"I..." X2

"..." X2

Pausing for a while, seeing the stranger's expression was obviously more anxious than his own, Song Yangle, who just found out that the other party looked a bit like himself, thought about it, and stayed silent for a while.

As he expected, the strange young man who quickly got to this point of silence tentatively pointed to himself: "... Shall I talk first?"

"Ah."

"……it is good."

The strange young man took a deep breath, rolled his peach blossom eyes, and showed a charming smile handsomely, looking at him brightly: "Excuse me, are you my long-lost father?"

“………………???!”