Call me "honey"

Rexy himself, he knew what those two people were doing, but he didn't care. Because as they had expected, an interesting show would soon come when the maid returned.

So, all eyes finally fell on the little maid not far from them.

Especially for Akira, her wasn't waiting for some show, but was planning a reckless move. In which with a tense body, she held Rexy's hand and got ready to run away leaving the two of them to pay for everything.

Because, Akira knew best, that Rexy wasn't working, and obviously wouldn't have that kind of money.

Just like other thoughts, Akira just thought Rexy was making a joke, or just entertaining himself.

Showtime came, and the little waitress returned to their table.

When he came back, for some reason the little maid felt that three pairs of eyes were looking at him passionately, and the wait was long. Which ended up making him a little nervous.

But, when he saw Rexy, the person who gave the account, the waiter calmed down a bit and said, "Sir, three milli
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