Ke Xue: My standards for dating are not problematic!

Chapter 112 Sherry's Arrival, My Believer
Teitan Elementary School, First Grade Office.

Ding-ling-ling
The school bell rang again, and the sounds of children playing could be heard from not far away.

Kitahara Natsuhiro sat in his seat, yawning as he looked out the window at the sky: "Another fulfilling (idle) day."

After arriving at school at noon today and having a nutritious lunch, he wandered around the teaching building with his hands behind his back after his lunch break.

To fulfill the duties of a ghost teacher.

Finally, ten minutes before school ended, I went back to the office, had a cup of tea, and finished my workday.

He is quite satisfied with his current job and feels very fulfilled, and hopes to continue in it.

Da da da.
At that moment, heavy footsteps echoed down the corridor, followed by a familiar shout.

"Teacher Kitahara, let's go see Detective Conan together today."

Energetic Genta arrived at the office door, accompanied by Mitsuhiko and Ayumi.

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu turned around and looked at Genta and the other two, saying, "Teacher won't be going to see Conan today."

He'd rather go to the store to see the older sister than watch Conan.

"Ugh!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Tai and the others' excited expressions immediately vanished, and they began to chatter on and on, saying a lot of random things.

Although they were just spouting nonsense, Kitahara Natsuhiro still managed to glean something from their words.

"You want me to come over and cook for you while I'm at it, right?"

As a seasoned freeloader, he immediately saw through what these guys were up to.

They simply wanted him to be their free chef and cook for them.

Although I am happy that you appreciate my cooking skills, I am angry that you are taking advantage of me for free.

Upon hearing this, Genta and the other two were taken aback, exchanged glances, and looked embarrassed.

"The teacher's cooking is so delicious, it's only slightly worse than eel rice," Genta said, scratching his head sheepishly.

In his mind, there is only eel rice and other food.

Therefore, eel rice is the best in the world.

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko, standing to the side, smiled awkwardly, both thinking to themselves in unison.

I feel that Kitahara-sensei's cooking is much tastier than eel rice.

"Yes, yes, eel rice is the best in the world." Kitahara Natsuyu said perfunctorily, "If you're going to see Conan, go early and come back early."

“It’s 3:30 now. You need to be back before 6:00. I will call your parents at 6:00 sharp.”

"So hurry up!"

The words he says most often to his three little ones are to come home on time and not to linger on the way.

After all, these three guys are repeat offenders who never learn their lesson, and they can easily cause him trouble if he's not careful.

"Yes!"

After realizing they couldn't persuade Kitahara Natsuhiro, the three of them left the school and went to Professor Agasa's house.

After Genta and the others left, Kitahara Natsuyu also said goodbye to the teacher in the classroom and then left the school.

Kitahara Chinese Restaurant.

At this time, there were already quite a few people queuing at the restaurant entrance, and the queue would be even longer around six or seven o'clock.

This is also thanks to Amuro Tooru's culinary skills. The guests who come to eat here all praise him highly, and his reputation is excellent.

As a result, the number of customers increased.

In addition, the neighbors also help out; after they eat here, they also help promote the place.

So the store is doing quite well right now.

Kitahara Natsuyu looked at the guests at the door and smiled, "Not bad, not bad."

"It was absolutely the right decision to let Amuro Tooru manage the store. It looks like we'll be making money very soon."

The initial investment is almost fully recovered, and after deducting labor costs and other expenses, it will all be profitable.

From now on, he can just lie down and count his money.

Just as Kitahara Natsuhiro felt he had gained something, Amuro Tooru also felt he had gained something.

Since they all made a profit, then who lost out?

Naturally, the criminal organization lost out.

Then, Kitahara Natsuhiro went to the back door and entered the kitchen through it.

At this moment, Amuro Tooru was operating three pots all by himself, and his movements were neither superfluous nor chaotic; everything was carried out in an orderly manner.

"Mr. Amuro, this is the food ordered by the guests at table number six. I've posted it here."

Suddenly, a girl with brown hair wearing a white lab coat walked over, tore off a sticky note from her hand, and stuck it to the side.

When she saw Kitahara Natsuhiro, she paused for a moment, and immediately thought of Kitahara Natsuhiro, the restaurant owner, whom her sister had mentioned.

Wearing a tracksuit and looking handsome, this should be Kitahara Natsuhiro.

He is indeed quite handsome, a sunny and charming guy.

Sherry looked at Kitahara Natsuyu, bowed slightly, and then turned and left the kitchen.

"Hey, isn't this Sherry? What's she doing here?"

Kitahara Natsuyu pondered for a few seconds, then seemed to realize something.

"Gin probably sent Sherry out for some fresh air."

He glanced at Amuro Tooru again, seemingly casually, and said, "But the happiest person about Sherry's arrival should be Amuro Tooru."

While sitting in the kitchen, intelligence comes from the sky.

Getting paid and being able to gather intelligence about criminal organizations without even leaving home—that's a huge windfall!

"Amuro," Kitahara Natsuhiro asked Amuro Tooru, "who was that girl just now?"

Since it was his first time meeting Sherry, he had to put on an act, otherwise Amuro Tooru would become suspicious.

Upon hearing this, Amuro Tooru said while tossing the food in the pan, "She is Hirota Masami's younger sister, Hirota Shiho. She was off work today and came to visit Masami, but then she stayed to help out."

Miyano Shiho, Hirota Shiho.

They're really being cautious.

But no matter how careful he was, it was no use. Amuro Tooru had already investigated the situation thoroughly and knew that Hirota Shiho was Sherry.

And he found out too.

"I see."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, not asking any further questions about Sherry: "Amuro, is there anything I can help you with?" Akiko had been promoted and given a raise because of the cocktail bar incident, and had been incredibly busy lately, so she hadn't had any time to play cards together.

After all, many teachers had left, and Huangzi filled the vacancies and was promoted.

Yukiko works here.

So this idle man came here to help, and then he saw Shirley, a delightful surprise.

Amuro said, "Boss, could you please wash the vegetables? We're almost out."

"it is good."

Kitahara Natsuhiro nodded, picked up an apron from the side, put it on, rolled up his sleeves, and started working.

Nine p.m.

After several busy hours, Master Kitahara finally had some free time.

There were only two tables of customers left in the hall. After they finished eating, the business would be completely closed for the day.

They usually stop operating at 8:30 and then pack up their things.

If you're quick, you can leave at nine o'clock; if you're slow, it'll be nine-thirty.

Of course, anything after 8:30 is considered overtime, and he doesn't need the overtime pay.

In addition, Enomoto Azusa would arrive several hours early every day to learn her craft, almost at eight o'clock.

And he did not neglect his primary job while learning a skill.

Kitahara Natsuhiro was very pleased with this, saying that he was truly a good employee.

So learning a skill is naturally not a problem.

After all, he's not some devilish boss who won't stop employees from striving for improvement, but the premise is that they do their jobs well, and that's enough.

"Here, have something to drink. You've really gone to a lot of trouble today, Ms. Shiho."

Kitahara Natsuhiro walked over and placed a bottle of iced cola on the table where Sherry was.

Upon hearing the voice, Shirley trembled, her hand instinctively tightening around her phone. She subtly turned the screen down, then looked up, her expression tense: "Mr. Kitahara."

She was texting with people in the organization; Kitahara Natsuhiro's arrival had really startled her.

It wasn't that there was anyone shameful about the text messages, but rather that they feared Kitahara Natsuhiro would see them and be drawn into the organization's conspiracy.

However, from this perspective, it seems that it was not seen.

Thinking of this, Shirley breathed a sigh of relief.

This scene had already been observed by Kitahara Natsuyu, who was keen to see what was going on.

He deliberately turned his phone screen upside down; he's probably texting someone in his organization.

How cautious you are, Miss Sherry.

But what the heck is this phone charm?
"Ms. Shiho, thank you for your help today. Please have something to drink."

Kitahara Natsuyu smiled and pushed the cola in front of her.

"Thank you, Mr. Kitahara. You're too kind. I'm off today, so I came to visit my sister and help her out."

"And Manager Amuro also treated me to some delicious food," Sherry said with a smile.

Kitahara Natsuhiro looked at the smile and a question arose in his mind.

It seems that Sherry was quite normal before she lost Akemi Miyano; she wasn't so sharp-tongued, nor did she always have a cold face.

And
Sherry has a surprisingly good figure!
Sherry appears relatively infrequently in the original work, mostly appearing as Ai Haibara. In addition, he was previously focused on watching Conan show off and didn't notice her, leading him to believe that Sherry was unremarkable.

But now it seems that's not the case.

Furthermore, Akemi Miyano has a rather good figure.

It's estimated that she inherited it from Elena Miyano.

So here's the question: if Akai Mary has such a great figure, why is her daughter Sera Masumi flat-chested?

Worth pondering.

"In that case, I don't need to pay you a salary."

A sly glint flashed in Kitahara Natsuyu's eyes.

"salary."

Shirley was stunned. She was just there to help out, so why was she getting paid?

Moreover, this salary is completely different from the salary she received within the organization.

One is clean, while the other is dirty and stained with blood.

If she could, she wouldn't take that dirty money; she would choose the salary she earned through hard work.

But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. She had no choice but to take it and go along with them.

She is now covered in filth.

"Just kidding, here, this is your pay for today."

Kitahara Natsuhiro smiled, took an envelope from his pocket, and placed it in front of Sherry.

Shirley stared blankly at the thin envelope in front of her.

This money was probably the cleanest money she had ever received in her life.

but.
"I can't take this money; I'm just here to make a living."

Sherry was interrupted by Kitahara Natsuhiro before she could finish speaking.

"Even though you're just here to help out, it's like you're doing odd jobs here."

"So take this money without feeling guilty," Kitahara Natsumi said with a smile. "I'm not a stingy boss."

Hearing this, Shirley paused, looked down at the envelope, and murmured, "Payment for odd jobs?"

"It really is a unique experience."

She was born into an organization, and although she had no freedom, she didn't have to worry about money or daily necessities; she was waited on hand and foot.

As for working or anything like that, I've never done it.

"Thank you, Mr. Kitahara."

Sherry was persuaded, picked up the envelope in her hand, stood up and bowed slightly to Kitahara Natsuhiro.

"Shiho, don't be so polite with me. From now on, treat this place like your own home."

One should naturally pamper one's own followers.

(End of this chapter)