Conan’s World Stand-in

"Welcome~ What do you need?"

Mingyue Asuka bowed slightly to the new customers in the store and greeted them with a standard business smile.

Mingyue Asuka, 20 years old, is currently the front desk clerk of this hamburger restaurant in front of the rice flower station. Her daily job is to greet customers behind the counter, order food for them, and then deliver the prepared meals to the guests.

In all fairness, this is a very boring job with no prospects. If a young girl her age wants to do this kind of work, they usually take advantage of the holiday or the odd time from school to work, and don't take this kind of work. Things should work for a long time.

However, Mingyue Asuka seems to be enjoying it. She is not the eldest lady who is too rich to come out to experience life, purely because she has another identity - a novel writer.

As a novel writer, Mingyue Asuka needs to "take materials" from society very much, and her writing style is not very plot-oriented, but more inclined to characterization, so she needs an environment to carefully observe strangers and learn from them. inspiration.

Based on this reason, she chose to work as a clerk in this store. The environment here is good. The huge glass window in front of the store allows her to clearly see the customers coming and going at the rice flower station opposite, and observe the lives of many people. And there is another reason why it may be a little strange to say that the taste of this store can only be said to be average, and it is not very busy at ordinary times, so that she can observe a certain number of customers without being too busy.

"A set A, dine-in."

"Okay, I'll charge you 590 yen, please take the change."

Mingyue Asuka skillfully ordered a meal for the new guest, completed the steps of collecting money and giving change, bowed again, and watched him leave.

"Well... This guest has long hair and a thick beard, and wears sunglasses and a hat, but the clothes are clean and the matching is okay. Maybe some slovenly rambunctious artist? Or the director of a literary film or something. figure?"

"Just order one set A, the portion should not be enough for adults, right? Is it on a diet? Or is there only so much money, or some other reason? Since there is a possibility of being down, set a unique one for him because he is obsessed with himself. Art is not recognized by the family and the industry, and the former situation that ends up being impoverished..."

After ordering a set meal, the new guest sat down by the window and looked at the scene of the Mihua Station very leisurely. And Mingyue Asuka also followed her usual practice, began to speculate about the guest's various information, and began to imagine what kind of life to arrange for him.

On weekdays, most of the guests received here are the kind of social and animal office workers who can see the future at a glance, and who are more monotonous than the pillars next to them. Now such a mysterious and wonderful character has finally arrived, the curiosity of Mingyue Asuka. It was hooked all of a sudden.

"Sir, your set A is ready, please come and pick up your meal."

After all, it is a fast food such as hamburgers. It does not take much time from ordering to preparing the meal. After delivering the guest's meal, Mingyue Asuka continued to observe the behavior of this person, and gradually perfected it in her mind. The character of this "destroyed artist".

"When he came to pick up the meal just now, he seemed to frown when he saw what was on the plate. Did he despise this kind of fast food? Or is there any other problem... It's just ordinary hamburgers, fries and Coke, it seems that there is no problem. ."

"When he eats, the first step is to arrange the contents of the plate first? Burgers, fries and Coke are all placed on the center line of the plate? Is it really convenient for drinking like this?"

"Ah, even the fries in the french fries box have to be rearranged. Is this necessary? Could it be that this person has a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder? It fits the artist's character very well."

"Well... So, what kind of art is it that is not recognized by people? In this day and age, anything and everything can be called art, and there are admirers, so if you want to be looked down upon by people... It should be some comparison. Dangerous, or something destructive?"

"But destructive things are often opposed to 'symmetry' and 'tidy'... Well, it's interesting."

"He looked out the window all the time when he was eating, and seemed a little angry? Is there anything outside the window? It doesn't seem to be abnormal, it's similar to the usual rice flower station..."

Mingyue Asuka looked at the place that the "strange artist" was looking at. It was on the side of the square in front of the rice flower station. Except for two trees and a bench under the trees for people to rest for a while, there was no decoration. Not sure what exactly caught the artist's attention.

"To say something special... ah, that person!"

Mingyue Asuka's eyes suddenly lit up. In her line of sight, there was a super handsome guy sitting on the bench in front of the station. He was the kind of guy who could go directly to an idol drama to be the male lead, and receive advertisements. Soft-handed, a handsome guy who has caused countless female fans to be fanatical.

In fact, he was also attracting the attention of the young women who passed by near Mihua Station. There were already a circle of people around him, some of whom were still whispering to their partners, probably hesitating, but There were also bold, open-minded women who sat directly next to him and started talking back.

"Che, it's a pity, most of the people who look like this are frivolous men, maybe they're still the kind of cowherd..." Mingyue Asuka rolled her eyes, although she had to admit that the face had a lot on her. Strong attraction, but unfortunately, it is not on point. At this time, she can probably understand the idea of ​​the artist.

To a certain extent ~www.wuxiahere.com~ artists who are particularly open or radical in one field will fall into the opposite extreme conservativeness in other fields. Maybe the artist just took a look at him and couldn't stand the guy who was messing around with his appearance.

"Um... If this kind of person is to be given a character like 'the guy who gets into trouble with his looks, but he didn't expect to attract the attention of the guy because of his actions'... with , let him and this down-and-out artist become rivals."

"The thing that the down-and-out artist is obsessed with, why not set it as explosion art? If the ashes left after the explosion, it doesn't matter whether it is neat or asymmetrical. Let the down-and-out artist challenge the **** again and again, time and time again. Blow up what he's proud of and bring him down in front of everyone..."

Mingyue Asuka began to conceive her own story in her mind, but she didn't notice that the **** who was outside just now had left, and the group of women around him did not chase after him, as if he had a dream , was stunned for a moment in place, and at this time they all dispersed.

The square in front of Mihua Station has returned to its usual calm, or, in other words, ordinary people are still coming and going, as if these things have never happened.