"Thanks so much, Duan Mu."
The flaxen-haired girl with glasses said gratefully, "Your Yorozuya only reopened after being idle for more than four months. This should be your busiest time, yet you still found time to help me research new glasses designs. I really don't know how to thank you."
Ginmiha's favorability +1, 1280 experience gained, current favorability: 40
Looking at the system prompt, Duan Mu's smile grew gentler. "What is there to thank me for between friends? In my heart, you're my best friend. Don't tell me you don't consider me a friend at all?"
His voice was like a spring breeze brushing across one's face, making anyone who heard it feel an incomparable warmth welling up from within.
Ginmiha's pretty face flushed, and she hurriedly waved her hands. "No... That's not what I meant..."
"Then there's nothing to worry about."
Duan Mu smiled faintly. "Whenever you need me, you can come find me. No matter how busy I am or what the matter is, as your best friend, I'll come help you."
"..."
Behind the counter, Gin Ginjiro narrowed his eyes as he watched Duan Mu chatting happily with his daughter.
That little bastard is brainwashing her, isn't he?
He had no idea how many times he had heard similar words. Nor was his daughter the only listener. He had said similar things to the daughter of the medicinal herb shop owner across the street, the female clothing shop owner next door, and even the old granny who ran the daifuku shop.
He emphasized it over and over again, as if brainwashing them and making his daughter mistakenly believe that he was her best friend.
Because of this, Gin Ginjiro had warned his daughter countless times. Yet he had no idea what kind of love potion that little