Chapter 691: Pretending to be in front of the boss
"Are you the... the Russian princess?"
There was surprise in Sonoko's voice. She blinked and tried hard to remember the name of the sweet woman who suddenly appeared.
Kosaka Natsumi responded softly, bowing slightly: "Ms. Sonoko, long time no see, just call me Natsumi."
She raised her head, and her pair of grey eyes, which were very rare in neon, glowed gently in the sunlight. Her gaze passed through the garden and fell directly on Hanyu Kusunoki, with a bit of joy that she could not hide.
Hanyu Nan noticed the burning gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised. He didn't expect to meet her here.
Natsumi Kosaka is a very pretty mixed-race beauty.
She was wearing a light beige dress today with a thin pearl belt around her waist, which made her figure look slender.
The two had not seen each other for a long time since the incident of searching for the Egg of Memories in Osaka. The reason why Sonoko blurted out "Princess Miss" was because the other party's great-grandmother Maria was the third daughter of Nicholas II, the last Tsar of Russia, and a real royal bloodline.
"Ah! It's Miss Xia Mei!" Xiaolan's eyes lit up and she took Sonoko's hand in surprise, "Long time no see."
Sonoko slapped her forehead with a "pop" sound, and suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, yes! It's Xia Mei! I saw her last time in Osaka!"
"I didn't expect to meet you here." Xia Mei smiled slightly, but her eyes never left Hanyu Nan's face, "Especially Mr. Hanyu, I didn't have the chance to thank you properly for helping me get my great-grandmother's ring back last time."
Hanyu Nan put his hands in his pockets and said with a faint smile: "It's just a small matter, don't take it to heart."
"No, it may be a piece of cake for Mr. Hanyu, but it means a lot to me." Xia Mei shook her head and said seriously, "The ring is a relic left to me by my great-grandmother. If I lose it, I really..."
Seeing the atmosphere gradually develop towards a direction of deep gratitude——
"Ahem!" Fujino Yasuo, who was left aside, finally couldn't help but said, "Um...are you still making the cake?"
"Do it, of course!"
Yuanzi couldn't wait to agree.
Kosaka Natsumi also looked at Fujino Yasuo and said, "Hello, how about letting me finish this cake for Mr. Hanyu?"
Fujino Yasuo was stunned. He didn't expect things to turn out like this.
"Of course you can!" He forced a smile. "However, making cakes requires certain skills. Is this lady sure she wants to try?"
Hearing this, Kosaka Natsumi turned her gaze to the half-finished cake in Fujino Yasuo's hand, and raised the corner of her mouth with a professional arc: "Ah, it's a chocolate log cake? The idea is good, but the temperature of the syrup seems to be a little high, and the bubbles are a little coarse."
Fujino Yasuo looked down at his work, his expression changed instantly: "You...how did you know?"
Natsumi Kosaka smiled softly, took out a gold-stamped business card from her handbag and handed it over: "Natsumi Kosaka, I used to teach at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris, and occasionally participated in some dessert judging."
The business card clearly reads:
Natsumi Kosaka | Pastry Chef & Dessert Consultant
Le Cordon Bleu Paris | World Pastry Championship Judge
Fujino Yasuo was stunned after taking the business card.
Finished, I’m showing off to the boss.
Originally, he just wanted to find a witness for when he killed the old witch at noon, and at the same time suppress the young man who stole his limelight, but who knew that a real shark jumped out of the lake.
Ignoring his reaction, Kosaka Natsumi looked at Hanyu Kusunoki playfully, "Actually, I came to this store today because I heard that their limited edition summer items are very unique, and I wanted to learn a little bit about them~"
"I just didn't expect to meet you, Mr. Hanyu, here."
It was as if it was destined by God that she met Hanyu Kusunoki again at this unexpected moment.
Next, as expected, as a well-known pastry chef in Paris, Natsumi Kosaka gave the so-called "Prince of Cake" a good lesson. The whole action of carving patterns on the wooden cake in the second half was smooth and flowing, like an art performance.
The customers around were amazed.
Even a person with poor vision can see the gap between the two.
"The idea is good, but the basic skills are too poor." Xia Mei pushed the finished product to the stiff-faced Fujino Yasuo, her voice sweet but every word piercing, "The most important thing for a pastry chef to avoid is being impatient. Didn't your teacher teach you that?"
She just saw the other party's plan.
Since Fujino Yasuo wants to use his expertise to bully Mr. Hanyu, she doesn't mind launching a dimensionality reduction attack.
Sonoko had already taken out her phone and was taking photos excitedly: "Ms. Xia Mei! You are so amazing! With this level of skill, you will definitely be a big hit if you open a dessert shop!"
"Actually, I have a small shop in Paris." Xia Mei smiled shyly, "But this time I came back to Neon for..."
Her eyes drifted towards Hanyu Kusunoki vaguely, and she changed her words: "It's to investigate the market."
At the same time, I added in my mind: I’ll find a place to stay while I’m at it.
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Outside the store, open-air seating.
Hanyu Kusunoki and Kosaka Natsumi sat opposite each other.
"Here! I took a little of everything!" Yuanzi rushed over, with the tray in his hand piled high with various desserts, almost overflowing.
Xiaolan followed carefully behind, carrying another equally exaggerated tray: "Yuanzi said... it's a rare half price..."
"That's right! If you can get a good deal, you'd better take advantage of it!" Yuanzi put the tray on the table carelessly, and the plastic plate made a crisp sound when it collided with the wooden table top.
Xia Mei quickly supported the nearly toppled macaron tower and chuckled, "Be careful, it would be a shame if such a delicate dessert fell."
"Ms. Xia Mei is still gentle!" Sonoko stuck out her tongue at Hanyu Kusunoki, "Unlike someone who only knows how to insult me."
Her eyes suddenly stopped at the coffee cup next to Hanyu Kusunoki: "Wait! Why does your iced Americano have one more espresso than ours? This is not fair!"
Hanyu Kusunoki took a sip from the cup. The sound of ice cubes colliding mixed with the bitterness of coffee spread between his teeth. "Maybe the clerk made a mistake."
"They definitely treat you specially because you're handsome, Nan!" Yuanzi stood up angrily, "I'm going to argue with them right now!"
Seeing Sonoko rushing back into the store, Xia Mei couldn't help but chuckle, "Ms. Sonoko is really... full of energy."
She recalled the last time they met, this young lady casually gave her the "Egg of Memories" worth 8 million yen. But now she was haggling over the amount of espresso in a cup of coffee. The contrast made her laugh.
"She's always been like this." Hanyu Kusunoki's mouth curled up slightly, "You'll get used to it."