My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 244 The other party seems unreliable
"I'll go with you guys later."

Just before they were about to leave, Miyamura Daio walked into the living room and mentioned something to the two people inside, which left them both looking puzzled.

Before Ah Gang could ask, he continued to explain, "I just remembered that Xiao He rarely gets a day off today, so I won't bother him. It's the same if I go with you guys."

"..." Tsuna suddenly felt that signing a contract felt like bringing his whole family along.
He glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Then I'll call Shoko." He then took out his phone from his pocket and started dialing Shoko's name.

The call was answered almost immediately. I explained the reason to her and then hung up. Five or six minutes later, she appeared at Gang's door, dressed neatly.

Shizuka Miyamura quickly tidied up, and Daio Miyamura, following the location sent by Tsuna, drove the group to their destination in about ten minutes.

As soon as A-Tsuna got out of the car, his eyes quickly scanned the shops one by one, eventually settling on the coffee shop on the street corner.

It was a low bungalow with unrefined light gray concrete exterior walls, the surface of which faintly revealed a rough texture.

Upon closer inspection, the entire floor-to-ceiling glass window in front is spotless, with dark wood trim around the frame, allowing warm yellow light to shine through.

A clump of slender bamboo leans against the entrance, its shadow swaying and reflected on the glass. A narrow cypress sign hangs above the door, engraved with the words "That Coffee Shop".

“This is the place, let’s go.” Shizuka Miyamura glanced around briefly before looking away.

When A-Tsang pushed open the door, the copper bell rang softly, and the aroma of dark roasted coffee beans and the dry scent of cedar wood wafted out.

The first thing that catches the eye is the wall covered with off-white diatomaceous earth.

Several plain washi paper lanterns floated in the air, their light filtering through the folds and casting hazy spots of light.

"Welcome." The barista behind the counter, wearing a gray-brown linen apron, said casually.

Gang nodded politely to him, then quickly looked around; there were only one or two couples of guests.

The person he was waiting for hadn't arrived yet, so he led the group behind him toward the window on the right.

The tables and chairs were all walnut wood in color, and there were a few matte black ceramic cups scattered on the tabletops, with coffee stains remaining on the rims of the cups forming irregular crescent shapes.

"Dad, let's wait a bit, she hasn't arrived yet." Gang's gaze fell on the doorway.

"No rush," Miyamura Daio said casually.

"Do you two want anything to drink? I'll order." Shizuka Miyamura and Shoko from the table behind them got up and went to the aisle next to their seats.

Since the seating here can only accommodate four people at most, and Tsuna and the editor still had things to discuss later, Shizuka Miyamura took Shoko and sat down at another table.

Since her husband was overseeing the contract, she felt at ease letting Shoko experience the desserts here.

"whatever."

Shizuka Miyamura then looked at Tsuna.

"I'm just like glass, aren't I?"

Upon hearing this, she and Shoko walked towards the bar. The menu was written on a wooden movable book and embedded in a groove in the cement wall of the bar.

So you can only order there, and a waiter will bring it over once it's made.

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A waiter wearing a gray-brown linen apron placed two different drinks in front of the two people, said "Enjoy your drink," and then turned and left.

A-Tsuna glanced at his watch; the other person was already 5 minutes late.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out his phone, said something to Old Deng who hadn't changed his expression at all, and walked out of the coffee shop to make the call.

"Beep beep..."

"what's the situation……?"

Looking at the unanswered call screen, Tsuna was a little confused. He even wondered if it was a prank by the other party this morning.

But I still called the other party back.

"Hello? Who is it...?"

"..." He heard the other person's groggy voice coming from inside, a tone remarkably similar to that of Shoko when she lingered in bed that morning...

"Didn't we agree to discuss the contract at 'Youjia' coffee shop this morning?" he asked patiently.

"Oh no! It's so late?! Why didn't my alarm go off?!"

"..."

"Sorry, sorry, Ms. Glass, please wait for me for ten minutes, I'll be there soon! I live nearby!"
"Ten minutes, just ten minutes!"

"Beep beep..."

Before Tsuna could respond, the other end of the phone hung up. He could only return to the coffee shop with a blank expression, and ordered the same juice for the other person as he did.

Now he was certain that the other person was definitely not reliable, and even seemed to have the air of someone who had just graduated and hadn't experienced the harsh realities of life...

Although he was just a recent college graduate in his previous life, the other person gave him this strange feeling.

"How did it go?" Shoko asked, turning back to him with a puzzled look after he sat down back in his seat.

"I overslept. I'll be there in twenty minutes." Tsuna shrugged helplessly.

"Oh, okay." Shoko continued to focus her attention back on that corner of the cake, as long as Tsuna wasn't stood up.

"Jingle Bell……"

Ten minutes passed in a flash. Just then, the door to the coffee shop was pushed open, and the sound of a bell caught Tsuna's attention.

Then a girl wearing round-framed glasses appeared at the door, panting, with beads of sweat on her forehead.

Her actions also attracted the attention of the scattered customers in the store, including the barista at the counter.

The other person's gaze met his at that moment, but quickly shifted to Miyamura Daio beside him. Then, seemingly lost in thought, he turned away from the coffee shop, took out his phone, and dialed Tsuna's number.

"Glass teacher, where are you sitting? I can't see you." As soon as the call connected, Kazuno asked in surprise.

"..."

"There were two people sitting at the table on the right by the window, one adult and one child."

He had barely finished speaking when his gaze met that of Kazuno Jun, who was turning around to look at him. He could clearly see the shock in Kazuno's eyes.

"Ms. Glass, are you still a minor?!" After a moment, she asked in surprise.

Tsuna's appearance has changed slightly from two years ago, but anyone with eyes can see that he is still a minor...

"Okay, let's come in and talk about the contract." Tsuna got straight to the point.

"Yes, yes, wait a minute, Ms. Glass, would you and your guardian like anything to drink?"

"No need, just come in, I've already ordered for you." Tsuna was starting to get a little speechless...

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, I'm sorry to have troubled you." Kazunori awkwardly smoothed down his unruly hair, his fingertips unconsciously twirling the hem of his shirt.

After hanging up the phone, she turned around and went back into the coffee shop, pushing open the door and heading straight for her destination.

“Hello, I’m Jun Kazuno, an intern editor at Futaba Publishing House!” Jun Kazuno greeted Daio Miyamura with a slight bow and introduced himself as soon as he walked to the table.

"Intern editor?" Shoko, the girl sitting behind me, muttered quietly. She was a little curious; there were interns who could be editors?

Shizuka Miyamura, standing beside her, shared the same curiosity and doubt.

"Hello, Daio Miyamura." Daio Miyamura nodded politely to the other person. "Let's sit down and talk."

"All right."

Kazun listened to the other person's calm tone, but for some reason, she could feel the same oppressive aura emanating from him as she did from her own father, and she couldn't help but feel nervous.

However, she also felt it might be due to guilt about being late...

(End of this chapter)