Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 95 Slap in the face
In the afternoon, Broly and the others did not go out for a stroll, but ordered some desserts and fruits. In the private room of Osmanthus House, they took out playing cards and played the game of drawing ghost cards.

Leone felt a little weird, she thought her job was just a tour guide, but now it seemed like she had to do the job of a playmate as well.

Of course, it’s not bad to be a playmate for a group of child guests. Even if there is no payment for this part, the lunch alone is worth the money.

"Yeah, I smoked all of it!"

Hei Tong drew the two of spades and ended his game immediately.

The only three people who drew joker cards in the field were Broly, Akame and Leone.

[These two people are so good at telling which card is the joker, right? ]

Broly and Akame each have three cards in their hands. Whenever the person drawing the cards moves his hand to the joker card, they will have a relaxed expression on their faces, but as soon as they move to other cards, they will hold their breath at the same time.

In the current duel, Leone had no doubt that if he drew all the cards and left early, these two people would definitely play the game of drawing joker cards until the end of time.

"It's my turn to draw a card."

Leone said this, and with the girl's face relaxed, he easily drew the joker card in Akame's hand.

Leone deliberately showed an unhappy look on his face, and placed his unwashed hand of cards in front of Broly.

Broly was not blind. He drew another card decisively and cleared another card from his hand. Then he handed the remaining two cards to Akahimai, who also quickly cleared a card from his hand based on the change in his expression.

"Yeah~"

After a few rounds of cards were drawn, Akame left the field first, leaving only Broly and Leone still fighting.

And because of Leone's intentional actions, no matter how the boy shuffled the cards behind her, she always drew the last joker card.

"I lost!"

In the end, the game ended with Broly's failure, with a happy look on his face and Leone's helpless look on her face.

As a playmate, you always have to be professional and make the boss happy, which is a reflection of Leone's professionalism.

This game lasted until the evening. It ended only after Broly and others ordered another table of dishes and everyone had a full meal.

"Ms. Hill, we are ready to go home with you. When do you get off work?"

"Ah, there are still three hours before the end of get off work."

"It's okay. Since the customer wants to go home with you to get his clothes, it's okay for you to leave early."

Today, the sales of the private room that Broly and others reserved for half a day alone was more than thirty times the normal sales of this private room on ordinary days.

Therefore, the boss of Guihuafang generously allowed his confused employees to leave early, and even allowed the early leave application of the bun-haired girl who planned to leave early with him on the excuse that she was afraid that Hill would mess things up.

. . . .

Everyone followed Hill home.

In the yard, Hill's mother looked surprised when she saw her daughter coming back so early.

"Hill, are you absent from work?"

"No, the store manager allowed me to leave early."

"And who are these children?"

“They are customers of the store.”

"Why did you bring guests home?"

The woman was a little confused and pulled her daughter to the side to ask.

"Mom, the dress you want to keep belongs to the little guest in front."

Hill explained to his mother.

"Are they here to get their clothes back?"

The woman frowned and looked at her daughter with some displeasure, as if blaming her for not handling the matter properly.

"That dress is very valuable, and I don't have enough money to compensate for it."

Hill tells it like it is.

"You've been working for half a year, and your family didn't take all your money. Where did your money go?"

The woman's face became even more worried.

"I'm sorry, I used some of it to buy books."

Hill lowered her head. Reading was her hobby and she spent some money on buying books.

Of course, most of it was spent at home, such as jewelry bought for the mother and a pipe bought for the father, which were relatively expensive.

"You spend money lavishly, can't you save money?" The woman lectured her daughter. Perhaps she thought of the jewelry her daughter had given her before, and her expression eased a little.

"How much is the difference between that and the clothes?"

"Twenty-seven million nine thousand six hundred dollars."

"How many?"

The woman's voice went up an octave.

"Mom, this is what happened..."

Hill recounted the story about the clothes he heard at noon in the simplest words.

"They are lying, stealing money, and blackmailing people!"

Hill's mother also had the same reaction as the girl with the bun hair.

"Auntie, as long as you return the clothes, everything will be fine."

The one who spoke was Hua Ling, who had applied for early leave and followed along because she was worried that something might have happened to Hill.

"and who are you?"

"Mom, this is my best friend and also my colleague in the store."

Hill introduced his good friends to his mother.

"Your friend?"

The woman was a little skeptical and didn't seem to believe that her daughter could really make friends outside.

"Auntie, now is not the time to talk about this. You have to return the guest's clothes."

Hua Ling urged.

"Could this be a plan you came up with for my daughter, just to get back the clothes for my son?"

The woman looked at the girl with the bun-haired bun with some suspicion.

"How can it be?!"

Hua Ling's eyes widened.

"How can it be impossible? My daughter would never think of such a thing."

The woman seemed to really think so, but it was not easy for her to get angry with outsiders, so she turned to look at her daughter in front of her and started to educate her.

"Hill, Mom has told you many times that you should give in to your brother. Your brother likes that piece of clothing very much. If you take the clothing away, he will cry and make a fuss and be sad. Is that what you want to see?"

Hill: "..."

Being wronged is something I'm used to, but when it happens again.

For some reason, she wanted to hide in her room and read.

"Hey, over there, it was my idea to ask your daughter to come back and ask for her clothes."

Broly suddenly interrupted.

"Do you think I will believe it?"

The woman looked over, raised her eyebrows and said.

"Are you questioning me?"

"So what if I question you?"

Since Broly and the others were just a group of children, and the oldest looked about the same age as her daughter, the woman didn't take it seriously at all.

"Clap~"

But the next moment, the woman was slapped in the face.

He fell to the ground, dazed, with some blood coming out of his mouth.

"You hit me?"

Feeling the burning pain on her face, the woman looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of her with some disbelief and glared at him.

“This slap is just to tell you, don’t question my words, if you still don’t believe it, I will slap you on the other side of the face.

Of course, I will hold back and not blow your head off, but I will not stop hitting you in the face until you trust me and your daughter."

(End of this chapter)