Chapter 9: Bench

"Verena, I think it's about time you got off work."

"It's too early, no?" Verena looked at the clock, showing that it's at least thirty minutes before her shift ends. "Yeah, it's too early, auntie. I still have to wash the dishes."

Oh, my goodness, you do not need to worry about that right now," the older woman chuckled. "You have to spend time with your boyfriend."

"My boyfriend?" She noticed how the old woman pointed at Zoren, who is leaning at the door of the restaurant, waiting for the time to pass.

"I've noticed how girls kept on coming in since he chose the entrance as his spot," said the owner. "We've got at least five times more customers than usual. Letting you off early to have fun is a thank-you gift!"

"I... he's not my..."

"My love!" Zoren had cut off Verena's words. Not only Verena, but the entire restaurant's attention was caught. His voice was loud enough for all the girls' to crumble as soon as they heard him.

"What did you just call me?"

"My love, my lovely girlfriend