And through the sticker

I'm so stupid, really.

I was only immersed in the surreal interaction of this game, but I didn't think about the strangeness behind it.

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Since I found out that this game seems to be connected with the real Poirot Café, for the purpose of stopping losses in time, I dare not open this game again.

After all, what's the point of messing with other people's clerks and in-store facilities all the time!

——I can't help but think of the game gold coins that seem to never run out.

#米花城zero yuan purchase#

"..."

I don't know if Poirot Café lost money this morning when I messed around...

The boss may be about to cry!

Eating the delicious sandwich with mixed feelings, I felt a strong sense of crime/crime/crime.

Yumeko Sasaki!Angel clerk is so kind to you!You messed with his work unit behind his back!unacceptable!

In case Poirot goes out of business!Isn't there a part-time job for the gentle and kind angel clerk?What to do if you lose your source of income!

Well, I can't help but think of some indescribable plot settings in the previous drawing of the Seer Book.

"It seems to be quite..." I subconsciously began to talk to myself.

——Sasaki Yumeko!You are too much!

When I came back to my senses suddenly, I severely condemned myself.

"..."

But it really pokes me xp——

Although it seems that no one knows the messy things I did, but out of some guilt, I decided not to step into the door of Café Poirot in the short term.

The next morning, I went to the supermarket to buy vegetables very rarely, and decided to start my own cooking career.

By accident, I went to the supermarket that Mr. Amuro had been to before.

When standing in front of the freezer and wondering whether to buy instant curry or instant pasta, I met Nozaki-kun.

He looked lively, holding heavy plastic bags in both hands, and stopped me with a red face: "Miss Sasaki!"

Me: "...Have you submitted your manuscript yet?"

Nozaki-kun nodded proudly: "I was also praised by Mr. Jian!"

I heard that Chiyo mentioned this name, and it seems that Nozaki-kun was the editor in charge.

Chiyo had a complicated face at the time, drinking pearl milk tea in the posture of drinking Erguotou: "He loves him so much."

Looking at Nozaki-kun's mental outlook, I think - indeed.

Nozaki-kun excitedly disassembled Mr. Jian's short sentence "This time the plot is good" into eight dimensions, and stood by the refrigerator and gave me an impromptu speech for a full 5 minutes.

...he loves him so much.

After his mouth was dry, he found the two bags of instant food products in my hand: "Hey, Miss Sasaki is going to start cooking by herself?"

I nodded sadly: "Well, I quit swimming."

Nozaki-kun: "?"

Me: "...Ah, it means I'm sorry to go to the places I often go to eat again."

Nozaki-kun raised the plastic bag in his hand: "If you don't mind, would you like to come to my house for dinner?"

Seeing my hesitant expression, Nozaki-kun calmly explained: "As a reward for helping me before."

I mentally recall the taste of instant curry and instant pasta.

Me: "...then interrupt!"

Uh, is it because of standing next to the freezer?

There is a chilly feeling again.

When I went to Cengfan for the first time, I was still very embarrassed.

Until Nozaki-kun opened the door of his house, I saw a crowd of people sitting inside, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple.

Orange Chiyo: "Ah! It's Miss Sasaki!"

When I sat next to her, she seemed to see my embarrassment, and explained to me in a low voice: "Nozaki-kun is going to draw a parallel episode recently, and I need a reference, so I called us all to have dinner, eat one Oh Sunday."

Me: "? Ah? What's the story? Have you been eating for so long?"

Chiyo: ""Miss Mamiko who often treats me to dinner☆A week-long dokidoki love event!"."

I:"……"

Looking at Nozaki-kun who was writing quickly with a pen in hand, I picked up the bowl with peace of mind.

……

In this way, I ate at Nozaki-kun's house for a week.

Nozaki-kun's friends are all talented, and they speak nicely. There are all kinds of girly manga story ideas flying on the dinner table.

Out of Nozaki's request, in order to increase the sense of substitution, everyone uses Mamiko and Suzuki-kun to refer to the hero and heroine in the story.

One time, I tentatively told them the game experience of Poirot Cafe as a story.

"So, do you think Mamiko should continue to go to this coffee shop? It seems that she caused so much trouble before."

Chiyo responded positively by raising her hand: "Of course I want to go! After all, Mamiko saw the murder scene that was cordoned off with her own eyes, but she didn't see the rest of the content that is closely related to Suzuki-kun himself! Maybe the other party didn't have any information at all. It feels like it! Maybe it’s just a fantasy setting in Mamiko’s own phone!”

Nozaki-kun’s red-haired friend, Miko Shiba Mikoto, who looks very aggressive and flirtatious, propped his chin and calmly analyzed: “Moreover, Suzuki-kun’s personality is a gentle and considerate waiter. Incident, it is impossible to go out to throw garbage so naturally, how can I say that I will be shocked all day long."

Miko Chai Mikoto stared at a point in the void, and said in a deep voice: "If this is the case, either the plot has collapsed, or there are still hidden lines that have not been played out. There may be hints in the previous plot or options. This Suzuki-kun's The identity may also be doubtful...Damn it! It turns out to be a complicated character..."

As he spoke, he fell into a new world of thinking alone.

Me: "..." A dead house must be a dead house playing galgames.

Ruosong, the purple-haired primary school boy who had been silent all this time, blinked and suggested naively: "Besides, isn't there other content in that game on Mamiko's phone? Mamiko should give it a try again, so that she can play cards." Have a richer plot! Otherwise, this story will end halfway!"

Chiyo turned pale with shock: "Wakamatsu, how many girls' comics have you watched recently! You understand so well!"

The hands of Nozaki, who was sitting on the side, were already recording.

……

Later, I worked up the courage to go to Café Poirot several times.

But I didn't enter the store, but hid in the bushes not far away, through the glass, secretly observed the scene in the store with a telescope.

Mr. Amuro still received customers very gently, and the corner of his mouth was raised just right.

In the past few days, I have been wondering about a question--

Did the various strange behaviors I did to Mr. Amuro really happen?

For example, move Mr. Amuro, give Mr. Amuro a gift, poke him if you have nothing to do...

"..."

I can't bear to recall any more.

Well, as an ordinary coffee shop waiter, when encountering such a supernatural event, it shouldn't be... impossible to be so calm, right?

At least panicked for a while?

Perhaps only the situation in the coffee shop is connected to this game, and the people inside are not affected?

I think what Nozaki-kun's friends said makes sense.

After peeping for a week, I didn't notice anything unusual.

On the contrary, Mr. Amuro almost found out once!

That day I wore a black suit specially for concealment, but it had the opposite effect.

... Fortunately, I hid quickly.

That was the first time I saw Mr. Amuro's vigilant eyes, as if he was looking at some dangerous prey.

However, what really pushed me to try that game again was a phone call from my mom.

"Baby Mengzi! It's been a long time since I called my mother! What have you been up to lately!"

After eating my last meal at Nozaki’s house, I was walking downstairs when I received a call from my mother in Nara.

Me: "It's the end of the term, but it's coming to an end soon, and we can have summer vacation."

Mom: "Come on at the end of the semester, baby! Oh, yes! Have you visited Yuya recently? I wanted to send him some special products, but he seemed to be on a business trip a while ago, so I will send them to you first~"

I picked up the empty bottle on the ground and threw it into the trash can: "But I don't have much time to see him recently, he seems to be busy with work, wait until I finish the exam."

"Okay, Yuya is your only distant cousin in Mihua Town, and relatives need to move around more to get acquainted!"

My mother responded, "Otherwise, you will rent a house and go to school alone, and my mother will be very worried!"

Kazami Yu is also a very, very distant cousin of mine, who is a public/security/police/policeman.

How far is it.

After going through countless connections with relatives, I got the contact information of this distant relative who is said to be "very close to my university".

When the two of us met for the first time, Kazami Yuya searched for a long time with the relative address calculator on his mobile phone with a confused face.

Eventually, he struggled to define our relationship: "Just call me cousin."

So that's how we got to know each other.

……

After chatting a few more gossips, my mother changed the subject, her tone full of irrepressible pride: "Little Mengzi also has a gift! Mom and Dad bought a small gift for Xiao Mengzi before!"

Me: "Huh? What gift?"

Mom: "Our family's clothing brand has recently made a small fortune~ Mom sees that your social feed often has food photos from a coffee shop——"

A bad premonition surged in my heart: "Could it be that what you're talking about—"

Mom: "We took down that shop casually some time ago!! I forgot to tell you before~"

I:"……"

I:"…………"

Me: "Is that store called—"

……

【Current Map: Polo Cafe】

Walking on the hot street, clicking on the game, and looking at the familiar floor plan of the coffee shop, I felt extremely melancholy.

Mr. Amuro is not in the store today, and the only clerk working is Azusa Enomoto.

It turned out that the unlucky boss who was messed with by others was actually, me, myself.

"..."

I started doing some sit-ups mentally.

Ok……

Since it has no effect on Mr. Amuro's life and won't delay the business of Café Poirot, why don't I just... try again?