He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

The keyboard has so many Greek and Latin letters on it, and I still have to use it to type Japanese.

Hard work!

Huh?

Secia looked at Miike Naoko's status bar; something seemed off.

Miike Naeko is a rather strange woman. She always wants to be a so-called partner of justice, and this belief can lead her to do some obsessive things. This is why Cecilia considers Miike Naeko a dangerous person.

She seemed to have been hypnotized by Shirakawa last night.

It was probably due to her subjective consciousness and the ability to hypnotize the pocket watch.

Secia looked at the description on Miike Naeko's profile: "Only feels feelings for things related to Shirakawa."

That's interesting. Tonight, I might have to have a big feast.

79. He tried to save a fallen girl, but they came after him.

Shirakawa and Sakura left the general store and headed to the dessert shop in the mall.

After the two walked away, the general store gradually became transparent until it disappeared, replaced by brick walls and a weighing wall.

As noon approached, the mall gradually filled up with people, and you could see some people of similar age playing and laughing together.

Shirakawa just bought a new outfit, which has improved his overall look. He and Sakura look quite well-matched, like a handsome man and a beautiful woman.

"Lady Sakura, why weren't you scared when you came out?"

Sakura's reactions before and after the divination were different, and Shirakawa worried that she had been bewitched by some strange magic.

"Ugh, this store looks scary, but it's all just a gimmick to sell things," Yingman said nonchalantly.

"Hmm...selling products?"

"Yes, yes, after the fortune telling, they come to promote their products!"

"So, you bought something?" Shirakawa asked.

The stuff that Secia sells... Shirakawa can't really comment on it, but it's definitely not anything good.

"Of course, I bought scented candles and perfume, which only cost 5000 in total, which is quite cheap."

Compared to the tens of thousands of dollars worth of clothes Shirakawa was wearing, it was indeed cheap.

“Um, Sakura-sama, you mustn’t misuse the things she gave you,” Shirakawa warned. “Or you could just give them to me and I’ll keep them for you.”

"No, I paid for this, I won't give it to you!" Sakura covered her bag and made a cute face at Shirakawa.

"That shop is shady; they sell nothing but counterfeit and substandard products," Shirakawa continued to advise.

"Then why did you go, and why are you so close to the landlady..." Sakura recalled the scene of Cecilia clinging to Shirakawa.

"That was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Never mind, let's just have the parfait," Shirakawa said helplessly.

If Sakura won't give it to him, Shirakawa can't just take it by force.

Let's be a little more cautious.

?????

Upon entering the store, the familiar "Welcome" greeting greeted us.

Shirakawa and Sakura found a quiet corner and sat down facing each other.

Next to it is a large floor-to-ceiling window, offering a view of the outside.

The seats are soft and very comfortable.

The shop is decorated warmly and exquisitely, with soft lighting and various beautiful decorative paintings on the walls, giving it an overall European style. Most of the customers are young men and women around Sakura's age, enjoying various desserts while chatting sweet nothings.

It's much more comfortable than that run-down general store.

"Hello," a male waiter in a black uniform approached their table, holding a round metal tray with a small menu on it. "Who would like to take our order?"

Shirakawa shook his head, gesturing for the waiter to give the menu to the lady across from him.

I'm not really interested in desserts, and if Sakura hadn't insisted on having a parfait, I would never have stepped into such a luxurious shop.

By the way, can the basic food and accommodation voucher be used?

But it feels like the desserts at this shop aren't quite at the basic level...

Sakura opened the menu and browsed through it, but her peripheral vision kept being drawn to Shirakawa.

This seems to be the first time that the two of them have sat facing each other, without any other people to disturb them, and at such a close distance.

Sakura looked at Shirakawa's face and couldn't help but blush shyly. She slowly moved the open booklet menu up to cover her blushing face. She couldn't even read the menu properly and hesitated for a long time before deciding on a dessert.

The waiter waited patiently with a smile; this restaurant was frequented by couples, and he was used to it.

"Sakura-sama, please hurry up a bit, don't keep them waiting."

Shirakawa had never received this level of service before, so he was quite flattered and didn't want to cause any more trouble for the waiters.

"I'll have a mango sundae and a macaron... What do you want, Shirakawa-kun?"

"Let me take a look." Shirakawa took the booklet menu.

The desserts listed above also cost several thousand dollars, and the actual product photos in the brochure look very expensive.

"I'm not hungry, and I don't like sweets either." Shirakawa handed the menu back to the waiter.

"It's okay, Shirakawa-kun, it's on me this time. You can order some food, and we can eat together."

Sakura enjoys eating with people she likes.

"No, thank you." This time, Shirakawa firmly declined Sakura's offer.

Sakura didn't understand what was going on.

"Okay, mango sundae and macarons, please wait a moment, they'll be ready soon." The waiter left.

"Sakura-sama, I think you should be more careful with your spending," Shirakawa said to Sakura, adopting a slightly serious expression.

"what happened?"

"Let's calculate our expenses this morning. First, there are the clothes and underwear, the scented candles and perfume from the grocery store, and these desserts on the table. Can you calculate how much it cost in total?"

"A total of..." Sakura counted on her fingers, "a large sum of money, I suppose."

I never worry about the cost of cherry blossoms.

“Yeah, the money you just spent, if you had been more careful, could have lasted a month,” Shirakawa explained.

“But we came to the shopping street to shop,” Sakura said, pouting.

"It's not that I'm against you shopping, but try to buy as few things as possible. What kind of income does Aunt Meidu have? She relies on Uncle Meidu to earn money to support you. You know how much trouble Uncle Meidu causes Aunt Meidu when he's drunk..."

Sakura did overlook this point. From a young age, her mother doted on her and her sister, basically fulfilling their every wish and spoiling them. Sakura, in particular, always wanted this and that from childhood. Over time, she intentionally or unintentionally ignored the fact that her mother was also a woman without a stable source of income.

Sakura lowered her head, her hands clasped slightly under the table. After thinking it over, she did feel a little guilty about her extravagant spending.

“For example, this outfit of mine doesn’t need to be bought. It costs tens of thousands. I’ll pay you back when we get home.” Bai Chuan tugged at his sleeve.

Perhaps if that half stack of money is blanched, it can be returned to Mito Sakura.

When they were out together, Shirakawa still didn't want the girl to spend so much money, especially since Sakura's family situation wasn't exactly normal.

"No, this outfit is a gift for Shirakawa-nii..." Sakura's tears welled up in her eyes.

"Your kindness is enough," Shirakawa comforted him.

"No, no, I just wanted to make Shirakawa-nii happy. Why can't Shirakawa-nii accept my kindness?" Sakura's tears flowed uncontrollably. She wiped the tears from her eyes with her arm and sobbed from time to time.

Oh dear, I was trying my best to control my tone, but I still accidentally made her cry.

She probably wasn't crying because of whether Shirakawa accepted his kindness; a large part of the reason was that she felt guilty about her extravagance.

So, what should we do now?

Hmm~~ Shirakawa glanced around and noticed that some couples were drinking a special beverage with a heart-shaped straw.

It's a large drink with a heart-shaped straw on top, and two ends on either side of the heart for couples to sip from.

Most couples blushed and became shy after drinking for a while, then separated and took turns drinking the beverage alone.

Sakura probably likes this kind of thing.

Shirakawa gestured with his hands, took out a ten-thousand-yuan bill, handed it to the waiter, and gestured for him to order a drink.

The waiter caught a glimpse of Mido Sakura crying nearby. Based on his experience, he quickly understood what had happened, smiled, and quietly left to make drinks for them.

"Sakura-sama, don't cry. Your face will look ugly if you cry."

"No," Sakura wiped away her tears again, "I'm just not pretty, I'm just ugly."

Here we go again, and the commotion is about to start again.

"No, Sakura-sama, others might think it doesn't look good, but I think with your temperament, you'll still look beautiful even if you cry your eyes out," Shirakawa comforted her.

"Is that so?" Sakura stopped crying for a moment.

"Yes, and even without makeup, Sakura-sama is uniquely beautiful. In my heart, I've always felt that Sakura-sama is a very special person."