Asked:

When three people go out for dinner, how should one man and two woman sit?

Generally speaking, if there is a couple in it, it will be much more convenient. The couple sits on one side, and the light bulb or wingman sits on the other side.

But it will be very troublesome if two women of the same sex are rivals...

Then try to ask a new question, how should two men and one woman sit?

Qianyuan repeatedly thought about where he should sit better.

If you sit in the same row with Miss Uchida, your friend Yuma Uchida will inexplicably touch his special baseball bat that he brought in inexplicably, and it is said that he will take it to "play ball" in the afternoon.

The boy who claimed to be superior in emotional intelligence felt the strong murderous aura very keenly and chose to sit on the same side as Yuma.

But when Miss Uchida on the opposite side smiled politely at her, the boy heard the high-hardness aluminum alloy creaking again by the little brother beside him.

For the first time, Mr. Chihara learned that the little brother next to him had such amazing arm strength.

"No, can this meal be delicious?" Chihara rubbed her arms and sighed. After a while, she asked a question directly to her soul, "We came to Izakaya to have a meal. Can someone not put that strange love brain thinking into our noble physiological needs?"

"Maslow's theory of needs is also the most basic thing to say." Qianhara's finger gently tapped the table, and his tone was earnest.

"But Master Confucius said "food, sex, sex," and it can be seen that lust has also been included in the basic physiological needs." Uchida Yuma narrowed his eyes slightly, and his arm muscles surged and vigorous, "Not mentioning the old saying "I think about it after drinking and eating." Just letting you two have too much contact in private makes me feel very worried..."

After hearing the boy beside him finish the matter roughly, the two adults hugged their arms together and looked at him with strange eyes.

After a long silence, I finally made an evaluation.

“…Yuma Jiang~ It turns out that you are still the sister who controls it~”

Qianyuan kept pulling Changyin and screaming strangely. He observed the crazy movement of the boy beside him shaking his head and his eyes that suddenly opened wide as if he was denying it. Finally, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

His eyes were slightly bent like a fox smiling, and there was also a joy of joking about his friends' success.

Immediately afterwards, Yuma's face looked as white as cooked shrimps.

"Absolutely not!" He shook his head quickly.

In advance, Yuma Uchida did not deny that he had excessive suspicion about Miss Muslim and the scum who was extremely good at talking in front of him.

But isn't this ultimately because someone's character is really doubtful?

Look, this person is now slandering Mr. Yuma in front of Miss Masaru, and he is obviously trying to provoke the harmonious relationship between the Uchida siblings.

Damn it! Damn it!

Unfortunately, as the relative and friend of the host, Uchida Yuma had to endure the topic of being ridiculed by Naisan's demeanor and the reputation of the Uchida family.

"Let's order first..."

"The standard cannot be refuted, and the topic-based default is changed." Qianhara was a little thirsty and picked up the free boiled water and took a sip.

Especially when paired with the current awkward atmosphere of only one person, this glass of water is unexpectedly delicious.

"No..." Uchida Yuma looked around.

"Yes, he agreed." Uchida Mari agreed, and poured her a glass of boiled water.

"Everyone said it's not my sister's control!"

"A stingy admit!"

Uchida Mari and Chihara almost shouted in unison, knocking on the table at the same time.

...

The fun of teasing friends (brother) was achieved. The two adults looked at each other, then smiled happily together, picked up the menu placed on the table and looked around with their heads.

Uchida Yuma expressed incomprehension of their tacit understanding.

He looked at the two people in front of him, couldn't help but cough a few times, and then reminded him: "Don't get too close to your head - be careful to push it to the lamp holder above."

"Oh, you just need to remind me separately." Chihara looked up at the height, "Miss Uchida probably won't touch..."

This guy has to be about 1.6 meters tall when he stood up. Among the opposite sex creatures he knew, it seems that only a tall female figure in the island country could bump into him like him.

"Kun Chihara, are you allude to me that I'm short?"

"It's not allusion, it's almost explicit."

The boy smiled slightly, smiling very honestly. He nodded and gave Uchida Mari an affirmative answer.

Uchida Mari sighed as if he was troubled, then shook his head again, laughing silently, and lay on the dining table, his body soft and he had no strength to do, looking very disappointed.

"Suddenly I regret treating you to dinner...why would Chihara Jun go home now while he hasn't ordered the order yet?"

"Then I will definitely go to your lm office to add fuel to your treacherous comments on your rebellion and your untrustworthiness."

"...A reminder, in fact, when seniors have time in the morning, they will go to the office to chat with someone."

"Then I'm scared!"

Qianyuan, who had no energy all the time, patted the table and signaled the girl opposite to her to get up, don’t lie on the table and take up the area, then took out a wet tissue to wipe the table back and forth.

Then draw and wipe the outer skin of the menu.

"Kun Chihara, I think the cleanliness is just a joke..."

"I will declare that this time it's not a clean eroticism. I just saw you lying on the table just now and recalled my sleeves and palms that were always stained by pencil powder when I was in school..."

Those days were the most unforgettable youthful time in his life.

The girl raised her arm with a deep feeling and looked at her, a little afraid that this student jk suit from her in high school would really touch the remaining oil stains on the table. If this happens, it may make her sleepless all night.

As for someone who came with him to have a meal, Uchida was raising his arms high and watching from side to side. After all, he was rubbing left and right when he was bored just now. Now it is estimated that there are a lot of oil stains on his arms.

"Naisan, I'll go to the bathroom to wash."

"Yuma, I'm very glad you were wearing short-sleeved clothes today..." The girl sighed in her heart. Fortunately, she didn't have to bother to wash her clothes tonight.

"No, who would be so handsome like this guy in the summer?!" Uchida Yuma argued loudly.

Uchida Mari didn't say much, and waved his hand decisively to signal his younger brother to go and go back quickly, and don't say more nonsense and delay time and order food.

"Precautions, I don't wear a shirt just to show off my handsomeness." Chihara clarified.

"I understand, it's because there are only a few items in the closet, right?" Uchida Mari thought about it while he was in the spotlight.

Sure enough, long live the understanding between poor people.

"Speaking of this, can Uchida Sang stop adding "Jun"? It sounds so awkward and very uncomfortable." The boy rubbed his arms, then his fingers slightly bent and supported on his chin, and while he was talking, he flipped through the menu at the table.

"What's that called?"

"Just call it Qianyuan directly, otherwise it would be very strange if you call it single-character and surname."

No matter how many?

Or original?

It's indeed not as easy as "Chanyuan".

"Then I feel that it's very strange when you call me. Youma obviously calls you Yuma, why do you only mention Uchida when you call me?"

"Because men are more familiar with men, and common language is very easy to find..." The boy played with his forehead, "and chatting with women is very difficult. It is actually difficult for both parties with different genders to find common interests and topics to talk to."

Anyway, Qianyuan doesn't understand girls' makeup or words like clothes and fashion. At most, he can only talk about which game company has made a masterpiece recently in the past few days, and give a comment on Dashan's on the spot.

Real interpersonal communication cannot be the same as games. Before speaking, list a table to show likes and dislikes and record the favorability values. Even when chatting on the surface, the other party said, "Ahh, I like this very much"...

Who knows whether this is from the heart or out of politeness? After all, it will not pop up a small window like galgame to show the change in favorability.

But thinking about the title problem that Miss Uchida mentioned...

However, it seems that calling a woman's name without permission in Japan is a bit rude.

"Don't say much, order the food quickly, my stomach can't wait." Chihara couldn't help but interrupt Uchida Mari who was still ready to speak, urging her to turn her attention to the menu as soon as possible.

...

When Qianyuan caught a glimpse of the Yuma who had just come back from the bathroom to rub his tissues to wipe his hands, he snorted in anger. The two of them stared at each other, and then he cleared his throat.

"Izakaya is a Japanese specialty. When you come to Japan, you must come and have a meal."

In many TV series and novels, the social animals are just good at it.

After the day of work, I went to a group of izakayas that had a small store but had a good reputation and provided exquisite food. They either warmed up two pots of sake, or put a cup of finely decorated Asahi beer, complained about the experience of the day and their own stupid boss. After drinking it, they went home to sleep, and got up the next day to go to work.

"This Kanto roasted bird is nourishing people. Please order a few more servings and I will do this." Chihara swallowed. He wanted to eat barbecue for a long time.

The Japanese Izakaya, the roasted chicken skewers in the Japanese Izakaya, is the kebab. It is both cheap and delicious with the sauce. After a few times, it is really greedy.

"What else do you want to ask?" Nodded in agreement, and Mari Uchida continued to ask.

"How about grilled squid?" Chihara sniffed.

"The Fukushima nuclear power plant just leaked last year. How dare you eat it?" the girl asked subconsciously.

"Oh yes, yes, I forgot this." The boy patted his forehead and almost sent nuclear radiation into his stomach.

"Isn't it just a leak? What are you still afraid of if you keep it under control?" Uchida Yuma curled her lips.

The young people really don't understand bureaucrats...
To be continued...