"Manager, Conan wants to pay the bill," Betty called out as she entered the kitchen.
"Hmm? So soon?" Chen Ze was a bit surprised. He rembered that he had only been in the kitchen for a short while; how had Conan finished eating already?
"My goodness... Manager, how many tis did I call you just now? You didn’t hear ?" Betty covered her face, sowhat speechless—she even thought that Chen Ze might have fallen asleep again.
"Ahaha—no wonder, alright, I’m coming out," Chen Ze laughed awkwardly. He had been engrossed in experinting with the crispy rice dishes from "Little Head Chef," but clearly, the results weren’t great.
"Manager, you’re so hard to get a hold of," Conan rolled his eyes. Thankfully he didn’t have anything urgent today, otherwise, he would’ve stord into the kitchen and dragged Chen Ze out.
"Haha, just lost in thought," Chen Ze chuckled, and then he noticed sothing Conan had placed on the table—a pair of black-frad glasses.
"Hmm?" Chen Ze was taken aback. Black-frad glasses weren’t unusual, but it was extrely odd coming from Conan.
"What’s this?" Chen Ze’s mouth twitched. Aside from the pair that Conan usually wore, Chen Ze didn’t think there could be any other explanation.
With that said, Dr. Agasa really was a very peculiar person—often criticized by Conan for being an inventor who only created useless gadgets, yet all these high-tech tools that Conan used were indeed provided by Dr. Agasa...
So... could it be that the rumor was true?
Was Dr. Agasa the biggest boss of the legendary winery, amusing himself by toying with Conan all this ti?
"...Manager?" Conan’s voice once again snapped Chen Ze out of his reverie.
"Eh?" Chen Ze looked at Conan, bewildered.
Conan stared blankly at Chen Ze, utterly speechless.
"I’m saying, this thing is one of Dr. Agasa’s inventions, it’s just like mine, cos with a tracking device..." Conan explained again.
However, this ti Chen Ze picked it up promptly—he knew better than to expect Conan to co up with sothing eye-catching.
After all, although that world was a Sherlockian one, it was still normal, so there couldn’t be anything too impressive in it.
Yet, Chen Ze was quite interested in Conan’s father—after all, Kudo Yusaku, according to the setting, was the most popular detective novelist in that world, so Chen Ze was quite eager to read his novels.
"Kudo." Chen Ze called out to Conan who was about to leave.
"What’s up?" Conan turned back, puzzled.
"Next ti you co, please bring your dad’s complete set of detective novels as paynt for the al," Chen Ze said with a delighted smile.
"Eh? Sure, I can even get you an autograph," Conan said with a look of pride.
Chen Ze chuckled. If he showed Conan his own photo and autograph with Hols, would the kid die of jealousy?
After seeing Conan off, Chen Ze took a look at his phone—it was getting late, and he felt it was ti to close up shop.
"Betty, let’s call it a day," Chen Ze yawned.
"Okay~ Oh, Manager, could you buy a ga?" Betty looked at Chen Ze with pleading eyes.
"What ga?" Chen Ze yawned again.
"Um... Ore Town, and then Animal Crossing, and... throw in a copy of Resident Evil!" Betty imdiately voiced her requests.
Chen Ze did so quick ntal math.
"Two Gold Coins." Chen Ze accepted the coins Betty handed over but suddenly felt like he got the short end of the stick.
After all, Gold Coins weren’t very useful, he could only pay Betty’s salary with them, and he could exchange them for ingredients with Alisa. However, the Gold Coins he paid to Betty mostly ca from himself.
"Tsk tsk, next ti you buy sothing, I’m charging you double the Gold Coins, unless you pay with Lindsay’s money," Chen Ze glanced at Betty.
"Hehe, I’ll go and talk it over with Lindsay," Betty said with an awkward scratch of her head and a playful sticking out of her tongue before changing clothes and heading out.
"I didn’t expect that Lindsay could actually create such an aweso ga," Chen Ze yawned, then closed the door, locked it, and ended another day.
However, as he was washing up, Chen Ze kept pondering one question: what on earth had Lafra been up to lately.
She’d been sleeping all the ti, not telling him anything when asked, and would even step on people if pressed too much. The more Lafra behaved like this, the more curious Chen Ze beca.
"Forget it, better not to make wild guesses. They can easily lead to trouble," Chen Ze yawned again, as he rembered a classmate from junior high.
That guy Wang He was practically a head case. Chen Ze still rembered when Wang He’s female deskmate passed him an eraser, and then Wang He thought she liked him.
After trying to write a love letter, he got a scolding from the teacher. When Chen Ze asked why he did it, he seriously said, "An eraser has three characters, ’liking you’ also has three characters, she must have been hinting at ."
Chen Ze was rendered speechless at the ti.
"And she definitely knows I like blue, that’s why she wore blue clothes, it’s solid evidence!" Chen Ze was speechless; the school uniform was that color—it was too hard for this female classmate.
"But... I really didn’t expect that." Chen Ze smiled as he walked into the bedroom. Lafra was still sleeping heavily on the bed.
"Those two actually got married," Chen Ze gently turned off the light, climbed into bed, and tiptoed around.
But as soon as he got in, Lafra hugged him. She rubbed her head against Chen Ze’s chest twice and then fell back into a deep sleep.
Chen Ze chuckled, rubbed Lafra’s head, and kissed her forehead.
"Good night, my girlfriend."
anwhile, in The Western Paradise, Conqueror Buddha Sun Wukong was scratching his ear.
"What? That restaurant wants to invite ol’ Sun to dine?" Sun Wukong thought he might have heard wrong.
"That’s right, Conqueror Buddha. The Honored One has indeed asked you to co for a al," Listening Truth answered respectfully.
"Curious indeed, it’s been ages since ol’ Sun received soone’s invitation. Ah well, let’s agree for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva’s sake. I’ll visit another day," Sun Wukong waved his hand and then decided to take his Sorsault Cloud back to the Mountain of Flowers and Fruit for a spin.
"Oh, Conqueror Buddha, here is the invitation from the Honored One." Listening Truth, rembering the main task, ntioned the invitation Liu Ze had given him before leaving.
"Oh? All right, all right, ol’ Sun will surely go!" Sun Wukong took the invitation, not bothering to look closely, and whirled around to fly off with a sorsault.
"Conqueror Buddha is still as impetuous as ever," Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who had been sitting to the side, opened his eyes and smiled.
"Let’s have a look..." Sun Wukong, sitting on his Sorsault Cloud, opened the invitation for a glance.
"We cordially invite the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong..." Sun Wukong was montarily stunned.
"Hahaha~ How interesting, how interesting!"
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