My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 288 I want to see you wear...

"..."

It took Ah Gang and the buzz-cut man across from him about ten minutes to go from complimenting each other to chatting casually.

"Miyamura-sensei, shall we get straight to today's topic?" Finally, the woman standing to the side couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted with a smile.

The man with the buzz cut didn't say anything more. In the past ten minutes, he had realized how difficult the other person was to deal with, and silently retracted his immature idea from earlier...

"Ah."

Ah Gang nodded. He could tell that the person in charge was that woman, and the crew-cut man opposite him was someone who had just started working there...

The person opposite her was only a year or two older than Xiaoshun, but looked more 'mature'.

As for how he knew, it was because the other party had just revealed almost all of his secrets.

"Ahem..." The man with the buzz cut coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and asked:
"Miyamura-sensei, do you have any plans to adapt your book 'We Still Don't Know the Name of the Flower We Saw That Day' into an anime?"

"..."

His words caused a moment of silence, which was finally broken by Kazuno Jun's chuckle. At the same time, Tsuna felt a bit speechless.

If he didn't have that idea, why would he be sitting here? Did he really just come here to chat?

For the next thirty minutes or so, thanks to Kazunori's skillful evasive tactics, the matter was not resolved. The two men with buzz cuts hinted that they would come back to discuss it again after seeing the sales of the second volume.

He also stated that if they wanted to adapt anime, Tsuna should give priority to their anime company.

A-Gang nodded politely and watched the two leave the meeting room.

"Tsuna, aren't you nervous at all?" After the two of them and Kazuno Jun left, Shoko seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to ask.

"It's alright." Tsuna shrugged, took a candy out of his pocket, and handed it to her.
"I didn't expect success from our first conversation, so I wasn't nervous. Besides, I'm the one selling the rights to them; they're the ones who should be nervous."
If I get nervous, wouldn't everything fall apart? To put it bluntly, this is practically no different from casual conversation.

For a moment, she actually felt there was some truth to it...

“Let’s go.” Tsuna stood up. “We’ll ride our bikes to Akihabara now. Send me the address we agreed on, and I’ll take a look.”

"Shouldn't we wait for Sister Xiaoshun to come back?"

A-Gang waved his phone: "She has something to do. If you see her when you go out later, say hello to her. If not, I'll just tell her on my phone."

Upon hearing this, Shoko said nothing more, slipped her hand back into his gentle palm, and walked out of the conference room side by side with him.

Neither of them saw Kazuno Jun when they took the elevator downstairs, so Tsuna texted her to let her know.
"Sister Shun, Shoko and I have something to attend to, so we'll be leaving now."

He received no response and paid no attention to it, looking at the address sent by his classmate Xiaozi while making navigation notes.

"Tsuna, do you think the person who arranged to meet offline for a manuscript at the cat-eared maid cafe is a boy or a girl?" Shoko shouted loudly as she walked along, feeling the strong wind.

Tsuna didn't respond. Instead, he parked his car at an intersection, took off his helmet, looked back at her, and guessed, "It should be a boy, after all, he was commissioning a manuscript at a cat-eared maid cafe."

"Hmm..." Shoko nodded, agreeing with the idea. As for why he stopped the car and turned to look at her, she knew the reason...

After exchanging a few words, the two continued riding their bikes. It took them more than an hour to reach the place where Shoko and the other person had agreed to meet, including the fact that the streets were too winding and the navigation suddenly stopped working.

"Tsuna, will you come and talk to him then?" Shoko looked at the bustling cat-eared maid café not far away, which was lively due to the summer vacation, and was a little hesitant. "Damn it!" Tsuna took off his helmet and crossed his hands. "Shoko, this is your own battlefield. I can't be with you every time, but you can learn how to face it when I'm around."

"..." After hesitating for a long time, Shoko suppressed the strange emotions in her heart and slowly nodded: "Yes."

The neon lights on Akihabara's main street were already dazzlingly bright at four o'clock in the afternoon. Not far away, a girl was being pushed forward by a high school girl holding an itabag in the crowd.

Tsuna gave Shoko a few words of encouragement, and when he looked up, he saw the three-story building covered with anime posters.

A giant cat ear is painted on a pink fluorescent sign, and gashapon machines half a person's height are piled up in the glass window. A maid in a black and white lace dress is tiptoeing to hand out flyers to passing otaku, and the bow on her skirt bounces with her movements.

"Is it good, Tsuna?"

At that moment, a casual remark from Shoko rang in his ears.

"It's alright, but I'd rather see you wearing it," Tsuna commented earnestly.

Shoko slapped him without hesitation, while also taking a deep look at the style of the cat-eared maid's clothes.

When Tsuna led Shoko through the door, the cat bell above their heads jingled loudly, and the smell of fried chicken mixed with the cold air hit their faces.

The shop, which is only about 30 square meters, is packed full of space. The mint green walls are covered with Polaroid photos, and each table is covered with a tablecloth with cat paw prints. The string lights hanging from the ceiling are playing Hatsune Miku's songs, and the shop owner is humming off-key.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master!" Three maids wearing glowing cat ears suddenly jumped out from behind the cashier, startling Shoko so much that she almost bumped into a gashapon machine.

A round-faced girl with pigtails jogged over, two markers tucked into the pocket of her lace apron: "Would you two like to sit in the comfort seats by the window?"

The menu she handed me had a picture of a moving cat on the cover, and when you opened it, it was full of "cute recommendations" marked with highlighter.

She was used to couples coming to the cat-ear maid cafe, and there was no rule prohibiting couples from entering.

"Three people." Shoko mustered her courage, walked up to Tsuna, and took the menu from the maid.

She then led us to the four-seater table on the far left by the window.

"We still have a friend who hasn't arrived yet. We'll order later when he gets here," Tsuna said softly.

"Feel free to ask if you need anything." The other person nodded, left with those words, and turned to leave.

"Shoko, send a message to that client and tell him where we are sitting now."

"Uh-huh."

Shoko nodded and started operating her phone as he instructed. Tsuna also took the opportunity to look around the cat-eared maid café.

At the next table, a middle-aged man wearing a pain-themed shirt was playing rock-paper-scissors with a maid. The loser would have cartoon stickers stuck on his forehead, and he already had five Pikachu stickers on his forehead.

Three high school girls were recording with their phones behind them, while a maid in a pink Lolita dress was teaching them how to make a heart shape with their hands. The background noise was filled with screams of "Kawaii!"

Before the two had even settled into their chairs, the head maid, wearing bunny ear headbands, called out into the microphone, "It's time for the birthday treat for the guests at table number three!"

He suddenly felt a headache coming on from the noise, and as for admiring those cute cat-eared girls, he had absolutely no interest in it, especially since Shoko was still staring at him...

(End of this chapter)