Sure enough, after sending his greeting, there was no response for half the day. Only after a while did Bronya send the next message.
"My phone was snatched away by an idiot. The target has been eliminated. No one can disturb our conversation now."
"..."
Eliminated the target?
Zhao Bai silently mourned for that person. Neither of them liked wasting words, so they quickly settled on a time and ended the chat without any small talk.
Lying on his bed, he sighed.
"Chatting online really is much easier than talking in person."
"Ah..."
Time flowed silently onward, and Zhao Bai's life finally returned to normal. As long as he did not think about Bronya, he was still that unremarkable restaurant owner, forgetting the fact that he was a virgin with no romantic experience whatsoever.
But an agreement was an agreement.
On an ordinary afternoon, Zhao Bai slowly stepped out of the restaurant.
He hung the wooden "Closed" sign on the door handle. Looking at the empty restaurant, he carefully sniffed his collar and found no trace of cooking fumes.
"What are you doing?"
Zhao Bai suddenly heard a question from behind him.
He frowned, slowly lowering his arm until it pressed against his thigh.
At some point, Bronya had silently appeared behind him. Zhao Bai had not noticed her at all. Only when she spoke did he realize she had arrived.
"Are you playing stealth?"
Zhao Bai turned and asked, but received no answer. Bronya silently watched him, as if she were still observing him.
Her outfit today was quite ordinary.
There was no stunning furisode kimono, nor was there a detective cloak that carried a hint of temptation beneath its solemnity. She wore only an ordinary school uniform, though the bright yellow Homu hair clip atop her head added