She took a deep breath of the cold air. Oda?

D raised her hand to tidy up the shirt she snatched from the junior who dropped out of school and stepped into the bar with an old sign.

The bar was located on the second floor of an old building at the edge of the bustling business district. The Sparrow House was upstairs, and a Chinese restaurant that seemed to have been closed for a while was downstairs.

Probably because the owner of the bar had changed hands in a hurry, the interior of the bar was very simple: a row of swivel chairs in front of the dark red wooden Z-fold bar, a black liquor cabinet with a ceiling, a wooden floor, and brick-patterned wallpaper.

The bar was dimly lit. A man in a waiter's uniform behind the bar raised his head when the bell rang. He looked at Oda, who had just opened the door.

D。

"Hello, I'm Oda?

D。”

The girl had long reddish-brown hair and a fair and slender neck. Her beautiful eyes curved into a harmless smile. "I'm the high school student who asked you over the phone last week."

# One of Oda's part-time job interview tips: a calm and composed performance will definitely earn you extra points #

Huh?

You're asking why she's so skilled?

She's just a 16-year-old high school student, but she's as skilled as a worker who's worked for five or six years. She's calm, unhurried, and neither servile nor overbearing.

Ha, do I even need to say it?

Of course it's because …

D is gifted, omnipotent, and charming. Anyway, it's definitely not because she's poor. She's not qualified to graduate from Teiguang High School.

…

It's because she's poor.

# I'm so tired, I'm only a teenager #

Since she was expelled from Xiong Ying High School a year ago, Oda had sworn with her brother that she wouldn't go back to Yokohama, but she would definitely pass Xiong Ying High School.

D had to prepare for the retest while taking on all kinds of part-time jobs to support herself.

Oda?

Back then, D had forced herself to run from Yokohama to Tokyo to study at Diguang High School, where the tuition fee was exorbitant. She had taken a fancy to the equally exorbitant scholarship. During her time at Diguang High School, she had relied on the exorbitant scholarship and part-time jobs to support herself. Not only had she been able to support herself, but she had also been able to frequently subsidize her children's desserts.

According to her plan, after graduating from Teiguang Secondary High School, as long as she worked hard to pass Xiong Ying High School's Heroes Course and received a special scholarship for heroes students, she would be able to pass high school smoothly and graduate happily.

And she really did pass.

And then she was f * cking expelled.

Congratulations, congratulations.

# I have a song that I want to sing for you. What do you think? #

Even though he was hospitalized due to an accident during the entrance exam, Oda Nobunaga was still a nobody.

D only fainted in peace after he received the notice. However, on the day he was discharged from the hospital, he was struck by a bolt out of the blue and was sent back to the hospital with a mouthful of blood.

.................

=.........

I'm going back to Yokohama to be scolded.

Who the f * ck am I going to be:)

Unlike the relatively safe Tokyo, Yokohama was a treasure trove full of dangers. Blood and the sound of wooden warehouses filled every crevice. Even Oda?

D believed that even if she could take on ten people, her brother would never allow a female high school student to work part-time and earn money to support the family.

"I used to work at a bar called 'HOMRA' in Tokyo. I also have experience as a waiter in a high-end restaurant." Oda?

D crossed her hands on her knees and answered the bar owner's questions in an orderly manner.

The self-proclaimed 'Black Fog' was a human-shaped black hole in a suit. His face only had two lightning-like eyes. His emotions could not be guessed. She could not read his face at all.

Although it was an open society now, and there were all kinds of people with different personalities, such as having a tail, wings, and two penises, or playing with fire and fireworks, this kind of abstract form was still very cheating, wasn't it?

"Oda-san is a freshman in high school?" Mr. Black Fog, who looked abstract, continued to ask.

"That's right. I'm studying at Teiguang University. It's not the Teiguang Secondary School that is limited by the national middle school." Oda?

D maintained her calm persona. "So I can't come every day. But I'm free on Saturdays, Sundays, and after school.

"Although I didn't get a certificate because of my age, I have two years of bartending experience. My cooking skills are also good. If you need to add desserts to the drink list, I can help."

"You don't have to worry about the commuting distance." Oda?

D added, "Next spring, I should be studying at a high school here. It's about an hour round trip. The bar will officially open around the start of the new year, right?"

Mr. Black Fog: "Eh?

Xin?

Xue?

Yao Si?

Sakuraba Dark Crimson?

Di Huan Jin Bo??

Shu Si # Jun

You guessed right.

Although I haven't passed the exam.

Oda?

D showed the perfect embarrassment of a high school student. "It's my dream to be a hero." After all, Xiong Ying and Shi Jie had the highest number of special scholarships.

Shi Jie's distance in the Kansai area aside, the main problem was that she couldn't step into Xiong Ying's campus.

D was very curious. She was so powerful that she opened a hero class without hesitation. Which noble and elegant biscuit was?

Xiong Ying student who wanted to be a hero was working part-time at a bar under the name of the Enemy Alliance.

Mr. Black Fog looked at the girl with a subtle expression. It must be quite subtle to see subtlety in such an abstract form. Subtle to Oda?

D felt that something was wrong.

Calm down, Oda?

D。

The girl held onto her rich part-time experience and silently thought about everything she said just now. What went wrong?

Teiguang University wasn't famous, but it wasn't notorious, right?

It wasn't a problem for high school students to work part-time in their free time, and the one-hour round trip was reasonable. Wasn't 'dream to be a hero' a cliché of aspiring teenagers nowadays?

Although there was more than one part-time option, considering the hourly wage, distance, time, and other factors, the benefits offered by this bar were among the best in the range of options.

The two were silent for a while with different thoughts. In the end, Mr. Black Fog's phone vibrated to end the subtle atmosphere.

The interviewer, who scored full marks for gentlemanly, waved his phone and pressed the call button to talk to the other party in a low voice. He lifted the dark purple curtain and walked into the kitchen of the bar.

That's right.

It was the feeling of 'this kid probably can't do it.'

The girl, who was left outside, slowly stopped smiling and looked at the display rack with blank eyes. She gradually accepted the fact that she was likely to be tactfully rejected.

Underage drinking was prohibited, and she still wanted to work part-time in a bar … It was really difficult.

Oda?

D's face twisted as she pulled out a small clip that was poking her scalp. She pressed down on the loose strands of hair that were dragged out. Well … it was prohibited.

As an alien with dry hair and a hot-tempered personality, Oda?

D had put a lot of effort into her hair today. She had used more than a dozen small black clips to fix her hair. Right now, these little fairies were adding insult to injury and tormenting her scalp.

Oda?

Before D could poke the fairies back, the half-closed door of the bar opened again with a ding.

A young man in black walked in lazily. He paused and stared at the creepy-looking girl for a while. Soon, he lost interest and looked away and sat down in front of the bar.

After many failed attempts, Oda?

D chose to rudely tear her hair apart.

Her waist-length reddish-brown hair cascaded down her shoulders like clouds. The girl raised her hand and smoothed out the loose strands of hair skillfully.

The silver-haired young man and Oda?

D, who was two empty seats away, quietly stared at the empty glass on the bar.

In this cold season of early winter, the young man was wearing a thin, loose sweater with a black hood covering most of his face. His lower body was wearing a pair of long pants with a cool style and a pair of red and black lace-up sneakers. There were no decorations at all. The young man's chin, wrists, and all the skin exposed to the air had a dry, pale tone that did not resemble a human's.

The young man, who exuded a strange aura from head to toe, sat quietly in front of the bar. He looked like a vengeful ghost who came in a snowstorm late at night and was ready to wipe out your whole family.

"Water." The ghost-type young man took a glass from the cup holder and looked at Oda?

D said calmly.

… Eh?

Oda?

D raised her eyebrows and quietly passed the bottle of water to him. "It's warm water."

It was very ordinary.

She thought that it would be something more impactful, such as' lowly humans, serve the noble king with nectar ', or' wash away the sins of this mortal night with the fresh blood of your virgins' or something like that.

Unexpectedly, the ordinary ghost-type young man poured a glass of water for himself and poured it for Oda?

D nodded. "Thank you."

Eh … This is a child who will thank me seriously.

Oda, who has four little guys lined up below?

D couldn't help but smile.

The girl lowered her head and took out a small bag from her uniform bag. She pushed it along the bar to the young man. "It's okay.

If you don't mind … "

"Hmm?

Mr. T? "

After the phone call, Black Fog lifted the curtain and walked out. When she saw the young man drinking water in front of the bar, she sounded surprised. "You're back early today."

He was called Mr. T?

The young man with Mr. T responded with a faint "hmm" and did not explain further.

The guardian, who only had emergency management rights, could only choose not to pursue the matter.

Black Fog turned to the girl who was waiting obediently. "Oda-san, because there are many aspects to consider, I can't immediately decide on this part-time job. If you don't mind, I'll send you a text message tomorrow to inform you about the interview."

"Okay." It was better than being rejected in person.

Oda?

D agreed without hesitation. "Sorry to trouble you today." Oda?

D quickly winked at the young man who did not have time to exchange names and said goodbye.