Miss Yakuza Is Also Working Hard to Make Mochi Today

I, En Sato, dropped out of Totsuki Academy and returned home because my father died of illness. Kneeling in front of his father's soul, he vowed to revitalize the "Sakurada House", which was still 70 years away from becoming a century-old store. As soon as the oath was taken, a group of uncles with scars on their faces and sticks strapped to their waists knelt down outside the door, shouting in unison: "Please ask the eldest lady to inherit the family business!" I slowly typed a question mark. Only then did I understand that the "century-old family business" left behind by my father had two parts - One is the sweet "Sakura House", and the other is the Yakuza organization "Hazakura Kai" that can't hold on any longer. Since then, my daily painting style has changed: In the morning, he lectured his subordinates: "The goal this month is to develop a hit Dafu." In the afternoon, he was holding red bean soup to break up the fight: "Uncles, let's finish the fight. The soup is cold." A fight among his men? Let's try my new three-color dumplings first. Negotiate with your opponent? "Brown Sugar Warabi Cake" gift box is presented, along with cooperation plans. Later, they came often and asked me if I could develop a low-sugar version. I took a look at the [Totsuki School Exit Certificate] and [Daiwen] side by side on the wall, and thought that this route might be feasible. The only principle is simple: sell my dim sum well. Whoever hinders this matter will first realize what "the weight of a century-old inheritance" means. #There seems to be something wrong with the ancestral inheritance I inherited# #But those who hinder me from selling snacks are the real enemies# #I just want to sell sweetness all over Tokyo, and let my subordinates eat serious meals# V announcement: This article will be officially added to V on 2026-14.16. The inverted chapters start from Chapter 22. Friends who have already read it, please be careful not to repeat the purchase~ By the way, the pre-order for Master Fox's Story has been opened, it's just so beautiful~ "After Inheriting Grandpa's Fox" As a poor social worker working for a black-hearted enterprise, my life creed is: I can never sit down if I can lie down. After finally having a complete rest day, and successfully integrating with the bed board The door was banged "bang bang bang". There was a ridiculously beautiful man standing outside the door, holding up a roll of yellowed paper and saying menacingly: "Open the door, it's your turn to pay your grandfather's debt!" Me: "Huh?" The other party called himself Fox Fairy and said that my grandfather had promised to support him for generations to come. I looked at his face that was so perfect that it seemed unreal, the fluffy ears on top of his head, and the big tail that swayed lazily behind him. The social calculation in my heart is crackling: With food and accommodation included, can I legally own a peerless beauty? ... Is there such a good thing? Mission: Labor creates wealth and builds a better life