The Meal I Wanted Chapter 7

Why is anyone looking at him? Aaron Kamiya was very sensitive to sight. He had long sensed that someone was looking at him. It was not a threatening sight, so he didn't pay attention.

But after his sight disappeared, he still looked up and looked around, only to see the backs of two people.

curls?

While deep in thought, the fishing net in my hand broke again.

"hateful!"

"not like this."

The intact fishing net in his hand was taken over by someone, and his slender fingers grasped the paper net and gently approached the fish in the water. Suddenly, a small fish appeared in the small bucket that had nothing but water, swimming around. .

Aaron Kamiya looked up at the person who came, and the person directly put the crepe in his hand into his mouth, "Eat it."

He subconsciously held the delicious soft crepe in his mouth, but his hands did not intend to hold the crepe. Instead, he once again focused his eyes on the pool in front of him.

He picked up another paper net with his hand, imitated Dylan's action just now, and slowly approached the bubbling fish on the surface of the water. With one movement, the paper net broke.

Why not? When he gradually lost control of his expression and almost turned into a wrinkled bun, Dylan stretched out his hand to catch the crepe that was about to fall, "Take your time."

"Um."

Aaron Kamiya licked the butter that accidentally got on the corner of her mouth, then moved her head to Dylan, her eyes still fixed on the fish on the water.

See this action. Dylan barely suppressed a smile and brought the crepe in his hand to the other person's mouth just enough to bite it.

"Ouch" bite it in one bite.

Because he was chewing something in his mouth, Kamiyauri's words were a little unclear at this time, "I have obviously taken my time."

Before I knew it, the last paper net was left.

Logically speaking, after fishing so many times, you should get it, just like the guarantee of a claw machine.

Both of them held their breath, even stopped chewing, and stared at the last net seriously.

Backfired. Just like that damn fate, it will never move forward as you wish.

"Damn...ugh!"

Don't be excited when eating, otherwise you will choke easily. Just like now, Aaron Kamiya was holding her throat and almost didn't drink the water in front of her.

In the end, the first thing I said when I recovered was: "If I give you some more paper netting, I can continue."

Dylan put the crepe in Aaron Kamiya's hand and turned her back to him while covering her mouth, her shoulders still shaking, "Okay... just wait."

Why are you laughing? Damn it.

Seeing Dylan like this, Kamiya Ri was about to have a seizure but was choked by the paper net that appeared in front of him. He grabbed it, turned around and returned to his position.

Originally, the boss just wanted to suggest that he should stop playing and give me some goldfish, but Dylan took the paper net from his hand.

Now he could only look at Aaron Kamiya with a big head and the small mountain-shaped torn paper net beside him. Just as he was about to speak, he was pulled aside by Dylan to chat.

Kamiyauri was eating crepes while trying to catch goldfish.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people around, and the boss had fewer and fewer paper nets available. It would be better to say that Aaron Kamiya used more than half of them alone.

Seeing this scene, the boss could only let them go. He was not selling to anyone, but his reputation was pitiful. If someone used so many paper nets on his goldfish stall, he would definitely think that it would be difficult to fish from this stall.

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Still fishing for goldfish.

When Blake Matsuda and Hagiwara Kenji walked back, they saw that the person they thought was not there was still there.

Still struggling with fishing for goldfish.

But at this time, Kamiyauri was probably too engrossed in the game of catching goldfish, and he didn't even notice that his face was stained with crepe jam.

That little bit of redness stuck to his nose.

Pink nose hamster.

Both meetings gave me a new perspective. Blake Matsuda turned his head and snickered, but he was stuck again by Hagiwara Kenji.

"Xiao Zhenping, smiled again, are you really not going to go?"

"Don't we still want to go to the tavern?" Blake Matsuda pushed the other party and walked forward first.

Next time, if we can meet, go up and teach each other how to catch goldfish.

"Eh---are you really not going?"

"No."

Why did I see those two people again? They were really strange people. Aaron Kamiya felt the gaze again and looked to the side, seeing the backs of the two people again.

When thinking, fish it out subconsciously.

The goldfish was now firmly in his paper net.

Seeing the goldfish, Aaron Kamiya had no idea at all. He just held his breath, slowed down, and moved bit by bit into the bucket next to him.

"not bad."

The sudden words made Kamiyauri's hand shake, and the paper net broke. Fortunately, it fell into the bucket below, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Almost failed.

No matter how much I try after that, it all ends in failure.

When I wanted to buy a paper net again, the boss said, "I don't have any paper net anymore. It's really not possible. I'll give you some goldfish."

"Hello...huh?" Aaron Kamiya was about to speak when Dylan covered his mouth and leaned back into the other person's arms.

Warm and spacious.

The next second, Dylan stretched out his fingers to wipe off the jam on the tip of his nose, and shook it in front of him, "Jam, you have to be careful when you eat."

"Ah...hmm."

Under this series of actions, he didn't even know when Dylan hung the two packed goldfish on his hand.

Holding the goldfish in his hand blankly, he was pulled uphill by the other party.

The wind whistled in my ears, and the surroundings were silent. Even the chirping of insects was silent. Only two or three dim street lamps acted as a lively scene.

After feeling the coolness on the tip of his nose, Aaron Kamiya stopped and looked up at Dylan in front of him: "Why don't you expose him? It's obvious that he's still there, isn't he?"

"Leave a path for others. The pile of torn paper nets at your feet has discouraged many people." Dylan was a little dumbfounded.

When I just communicated with my boss, I almost cried.

It's very interesting now to think of the boss's sad face and the way he used the goldfish in the pool to compensate.

[I’ll give you some goldfish, and you take them away. 】

However, he was rejected by Dylan. After all, Aaron Kamiya seemed to be having a lot of fun.

"Okay." Kamiyauri handed out the goldfish in his hand, "Here you go."

"Why." It was obviously a goldfish that I had worked hard to catch.

Aaron Kamiya forcibly hung the goldfish bag on Dylan's hand, then trotted forward a few steps and smiled happily.

Kamiyauri's laughter filled his ears. Dylan looked at each other blankly.

Kamiyari turned around and bent over with a smile, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Because that is life."

Then he straightened up and looked up at Dylan, "Take good care of them, Dylan. From today on, you have two lives on your back, so don't die."

The goldfish in his hand, one red and one black, swam back and forth, occasionally hitting the shell and making an inaudible muffled sound.

Why do you say that.

"Squeak---" The sudden shaking in his hand brought Dylan back to his thoughts.

Dylan wanted to ask the other party if he knew something, but the words were on his lips but he didn't say them out. He just opened his mouth and turned into one word: "Okay".

The roadside lamp scattered scattered shadows due to the impact of insects, and flashed with residual light for a few moments. Aaron Kamiya turned around, raised his hand and made an "OK" gesture, "Let's go quickly."

The phototaxis of insects is based on the premise that light will not disappear, right?