Chapter 74: The Anime-Themed Bubble Tea Shop Opens!-Everyone Is Chasing the School Beauty? The Obsessed Heiress Is Pursuing Me Instead(Qin Kan)

Yelina stepped into the milk tea shop, and the sight genuinely took her breath away. Entering the shop felt like walking into a miniature comic convention; each table inside was themed after a different anime. There were decals of characters from Naruto, Bleach, Conan, Natsume’s Book of Friends, Toradora, and many others adorning the tables and chairs.

Every table also featured a classic line from the respective anime character, serving as a thematic introduction. These quotes were immediately recognizable and emotionally stirring.

“There is only one truth, and the culprit is you!” — Edogawa Conan

“Those who don’t value their companions are worse than trash!” — Kakashi

“I was so young then, and it hurt deeply. Now, looking back, I’m just glad I met you.” — Takashi Natsume

“I’m the dragon, you’re the tiger—dragons and tigers have always been destined to stand together.” — Ryuuji Takasu

The female staff bustling about the shop wore charming black maid outfits, while the male employees were dressed in the butler uniforms currently so popular in the anime community. Although it was clear most of these costumes were handmade, the craftsmanship was superb, easily rivaling that of professional costume factories.

“A shop like this is truly impressive,” Yelina thought. “Perhaps I could try opening one myself when I return.”

As a cosplay enthusiast, Yelina was not only an anime devotee but also a talented costume designer, with several costume stores of her own and her own designs currently on the market.

Today, Yelina wore a summer Lolita dress, and as soon as she entered, she began to look around. At the same moment, Liu Hua and the other staff seemed momentarily stunned.

At this point, Zhou Zheng approached to welcome her. Yelina glanced at him.

She recognized this man from the information she’d read: the eldest son of the Zhou family in Hang City. While not on par with the families of the capital, the Zhous ranked among the top three locally. For the young master of such a major restaurant group to be working as a server in a milk tea shop—was he here for the experience?

Guided to her seat by Zhou Zheng, Yelina asked curiously, “Are you the owner here? Haven’t you opened yet?”

“I’m not,” Zhou Zheng replied. “My boss will be here soon to personally host the opening ceremony. Please, take a look at our menu first.”

“How do you find our shop’s environment? Is it to your liking?”

He handed her the menu, but instead of typical milk tea names, every item was titled after a familiar anime move or phrase, with the type of drink listed in brackets, such as:

Bankai! Tensa Zangetsu! (Dark Chocolate Milk Tea)

Pegasus Meteor Fist! (Bubble Milk Tea)

For fans of anime and the two-dimensional world, this menu was simply irresistible.

Could all of this have been designed by Chen Luo himself? From the décor to the menu and the staff’s uniforms, every element maintained a consistent theme—perfectly capturing the deepest desires of anime enthusiasts.

This left Yelina with a favorable impression of Chen Luo, whom she had not yet met. At least Wen Wan’s chosen person wasn’t incompetent; he clearly had a flair for business.

However, there were still some significant issues with the shop.

“Hmph! The environment is just average,” she remarked, masking her genuine appreciation with indifference.

Zhou Zheng was momentarily taken aback by her response. Yelina continued, “Your location is rather out of the way. Given you’ve just opened, I’m afraid your foot traffic will suffer.”

Having run physical restaurants herself, Yelina quickly formed her judgment. While the unique theme would certainly attract anime lovers as repeat customers, such appeal meant nothing without sufficient customer flow.

“You seem to be in the business yourself,” Zhou Zheng replied. “But sometimes, disadvantages can be turned into advantages. Our boss intends to work a miracle. Please, just watch.”

Ding-dong! Welcome!

The shop door swung open, and a man and woman entered. The woman, brisk and confident, pushed open the glass door with one hand and ushered the man inside.

“Welcome, Boss!” The staff all bowed in unison to the young man.

Oh? So this is Chen Luo?

Yelina scrutinized the handsome young man before her. In person, he was even more striking than in the photos.

With this thought, Yelina looked into Chen Luo’s eyes.

They say the eyes are the window to the soul, and indeed, from them, she could glean something of his character.

Looking into his eyes, two words surfaced in Yelina’s mind:

Calm strength.

Quiet confidence.

“This guy? Is he just putting on a show?” she wondered. “How could a college student, not yet twenty, exude such presence?”

Having encountered many so-called geniuses and prodigies in the capital, Yelina’s first impression was that Chen Luo’s aura was far beyond his years.

Even at her own age back then, she had not possessed such poise.

“Well, this is finally getting interesting,” she thought. “Let’s see how you host your milk tea shop’s opening ceremony.”

Her curiosity piqued, Yelina fixed her gaze on Chen Luo’s every move. Sensing her scrutiny, Mo Ye frowned slightly and shifted defensively.

Spotting Mo Ye, Yelina suddenly recalled that she was one of the top bodyguards of the Wen family—she’d once protected the family head, and by all reports, now served Wen Wan.

It seemed Wen Wan truly valued this young man. The rumors that she had nearly fallen out with her brother Wen Xiu over Chen Luo appeared to be true.

Come then, Chen Luo—let me see what makes you so special that Wen Wan is so smitten.

Yelina raised her milk tea and took a sip. Not bad—the taste was actually quite good.

At that moment, Chen Luo turned to Zhou Zheng and Liu Hua with a smile. “Are you both, as deputy managers, ready?”

“All set. We’re just waiting for your signal to begin.”

“The sound system is ready, and the campus broadcast has been informed!” came the reply.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Chen Luo saw it was precisely noon—the peak hour for foot traffic. With a grand flourish, he waved his hand.

“Music, start!”

The next moment, the speakers at the shop entrance and the nearby campus broadcast erupted simultaneously with an absurd, catchy jingle.

“University Town Commercial Street, University Town Commercial Street! The Anime Milk Tea Shop is now open!”

“Damn it! The worthless boss is out eating, drinking, gambling, and womanizing—he’s run off with the boss lady!”

“We, we had no choice but to wear butler and maid outfits and sell milk tea to pay our wages!”

“Milk tea that used to be fifteen, twenty a cup—all now just five bucks! Five bucks each!”

“Pfft!” Yelina nearly spat out her tea. What kind of ridiculous publicity stunt was this?

Before she could even voice her complaint, a rush of footsteps sounded from outside!