My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel

You can search "My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Ryunosuke went to the tea party location set by the otaku ladies in advance as planned—"Lovely Garden."

The maid cafe that Ryunosuke has been to once.

The restaurant operated by Saori’s friend Hoshino Kura.

Long Zhisuke arrived here again, got on the elevator, and reached the sixth floor.

Seeing the long-lost greeting from the maids: "Welcome back, Master."

Ryunosuke suddenly laughed, but he was blocked by a mask, which was a bit scary.

It just so happened that the maid who had received him last time took him to a side position.

However, to his disappointment, the lovely lady maid had forgotten herself.

Really ruthless.

Because she is asking if she has any designated title?

Long Zhisuke sighed and said, "Call me old brother."

"Okay, brother, what do you want to eat?" There was another sweet and lovely smile, which was so healing.

"Omurice, let's have another iced drink." Ryunosuke said directly without looking at the menu.

Is this the cheapest?Save a little.

The maid stepped back with a smile.

Ryunosuke looked at the surrounding situation, and there was almost no change from the last time.

The difference is that the faces of the other maids seem to have changed. They may be newcomers, or they may take turns to work.

The tables in front of Ryunosuke are put together, should they be prepared for the otaku girls?

He stood up.

I sat across from my desk. After all, I didn't have eyes on the back of my head and couldn't see.

Looking forward to the fateful meeting of the trio of Black Cat, Saori, and Kirino, Ryunosuke is also worried.

because……

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For a long time, maybe just a while.

The bustling crowd came out of the small elevator, the house ladies arrived, and the black cat and Kirino also arrived.

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"Welcome back! Miss!"

After a group of girls poured into the shop, the maids came out to greet them.

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"Next, I reserved a seat..." Saori said to the maid.

"Yes. What's your name?"

"Saori Bagina."

Sazhi reported his name upright.

Ryunosuke looked at Saori with a nostalgic look from the side.

Who would have thought that the most beautiful character set by the author under that dead house look?

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The house ladies who were seated one after another had begun to chat.

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Participants who have arrived at their seats have already wisely sat next to like-minded people and started talking.

As for me, Black Cat, I don't intend to have a voluntary dialogue with this kind of incomprehensible person.

But this is a place called "tea party" after all, if it is about "maschera" topic.

I don't mind a little exchange of opinions.

The first thing to do is to look for Saori's figure, but other participants have already been seated on both sides of her.

Oops, she is an administrator, and there is no way she can be popular.

"Now."

Looking around to find empty seats, I let out a small sigh.

It seems that the seats are the same as the number of people. There is only one vacant seat now, in the most unobtrusive corner.

late.

Late in a sense.

When participating in an online gathering, the initial seat position is the most important.

It was written like that on the "Secrets of Successful Networking" that I read yesterday.

Because I have memorized all the content in my head, in theory, I am already a master of network gathering.

"That... there are seats over there."

"Know, know, know."

I was shocked because I was suddenly accosted!

He complained privately to the person who met for the first time, and sat down in the remaining seats in a panic.

Then he bit his tongue.

I drank my saliva and put the water in my mouth casually to cool my tongue.Shuosh.com www.shuosh.com

"One of Wangju's experiences is to find a suitable conversation partner."

But such an object is not known by just looking at it.

Among these people, Saori was the only one who had exchanged messages with me.

So I have already made a plan to talk to Saori first, and then integrate into the "tea party" through this process.

However, the giants are now talking to other participants without looking at me.

Please participate, Miss Black Cat.

Although I know this is just a courtesy.

After arriving at my destination, I soon regretted attending this "tea party".

...Huh...In the final analysis, humans and demons cannot understand each other...

The second experience of Wangju, please keep talking with people around you.

If you can do such a thing, you don't have to work so hard, and you don't need to look at the strategy you made. The person who made the strategy should be a fool.

So, I will respond with my own experience.

Faced with the popular character of the highest masterpiece "maschera", the "other me" Daredevil Queen.

The costume of the Night Demon Queen was made before, and I put it on for the "tea party".

I thought they might say when they saw it:

"Oh, the girl in the night devil dress also likes maschera! I can get along with her... come and talk."

It will definitely unfold so beautifully.I am so sure.

despite this.

Why is nobody here to talk?

No, maybe it's just people around me who haven't seen Maschera.

However, considering the excellence of that work, it is hard to imagine that no one has seen it.Maybe not.

If this is the case, it is not surprising, otherwise it is impossible not to notice me.

"...Huh...but like this. There is no help at all...huh, huh..."

I lowered my head and muttered to myself.

Completely, I don't like watching that masterpiece... this kind of useless person doesn't need to exist.

Then, just when I wanted to shoot this resentment from my eyes.

The topic of Maschera just swelled next door.

"Even if the second season of maschera is said to have deteriorated, I really like it."

"I know. The characters Moe and Maye Moe are stronger than the first period, right? Lord Lucy's toughness is incomparable to the kind of elementary school girls!"

"Yes, that's right! I also moved my feelings to Master Lucy. The recent development is like NTR's painful view!"

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Before I knew it, the people around me talked about the charm of the work, but...

I just defended that even though they talked about maschera, they didn't want to talk at all.

I can only shrink my body and lower my head.

I really want time to pass quickly.I really want to end the network gathering soon.I shouldn't have come at all...

I can only use my mobile phone for meaningless browsing to spend this time like hell.

Damn Ryunosuke, didn't you say you were looking at me all the time? Why didn't I see you?

Then, I thought about the dream that always appeared in the school classroom.

Ugh... thinking about this store now, it suddenly exploded!

Or maybe it's a lower-level demon summoned to the mortal world!

If this is the case, then I can trigger the "Dark Force" to protect everyone.

Let the negative emotions in the chest boil and blow everything up!

It is good to destroy all those who do not understand the customs that I ignore.

Huhuhu...curse.curse.Whether awake or asleep, curse together.

"..."

Still nobody came to talk, even if there was, I wouldn't react, because I was focusing on remembering the face in my vision for delusion..

When I saw the fourth person, in the opposite corner, I noticed a woman who was isolated like me.

It's a blonde girl.

On the way here, she who spoke frequently and kept looking around, now she is like a puppet without saying a word.

"...Huh. This is a matter of course, it's really self-inflicted."

Having said that, I don't know why I felt pain in my chest.

For me, I should be happy because I found a squeezed companion.

The lonely figure of the blonde girl seems to have been seen before.

Nevertheless, I never thought of going to her to talk to her.

If you sit next door...

No, it should be the same.

Because I'm the kind of coward, no matter how much preparation I prepare, I can't talk to each other.