It's twelve and twenty now, the standard lunch break.

Five minutes have passed, and before the meal has been served, Chihara touched his stomach and felt like he was filled with water.

Then I couldn't help but burp.

"Since I'm here, do you want to have some more wine?" the girl asked suddenly.

"Yes, I'm going to the bookstore to have a sleep in the afternoon. It's enough for some alcoholic beverages to match the atmosphere." Qianhara, who hadn't tasted this for hundreds of years, nodded hard, bit her mouth and nodded.

The girl immediately waved her hand and asked to add three Suntory horoyoi with a degree of only 3%, which tasted a little more exciting than the drink.

"Senior Chihara, can you respect the elder sister who invited you?" Uchida Mari looked sideways and pouted helplessly.

Facing this big sister who was generous in treating her, the young man blinked obediently.

【Can respect.】

"But this sentence is actually quite strange..." Qianyuan thought seriously with his chin.

As soon as he said this, Uchida Mari looked at the boy with a deep sense of empathy.

The social relationship between the two of them is indeed not well identifiable.

From the workplace, Mr. Chihara belongs to the senior, while Ms. Uchida is the junior. At this level, the senior's status must be higher than that of the junior.

From the perspective of personal relationships, the only thing that the two of them actually meet is Uchida Yuma who is staring at him, who is eagerly watching, and claims to be the high school classmate and current friend who is unimpressed in Mr. Chihara's memories.

On this level, there seems to be nothing wrong with Miss Uchida, who is a lot older than him, calling herself an older sister.

"However, I found out that there was a character like Miss Uchida, a "younger" in my social network. I don't know when I can add another "younger"..." Chihara rubbed her palms excitedly. One of the fun of game fans is to unlock new things.

Of course, from the perspective of Miss Uchida, it is probably quite difficult for her to achieve the two achievements of "Premium of the Year" and "Premium of the Year" at the same time.

After all, age is there...

"Actually, I hope Miss Uchida can just shout "Senior" alone, and it's better to have a softer voice... Um! Wait, Yuma, you've really pinched your head this time!"

Is it obvious that I just talked about the need to act so ruthlessly?

After being stopped by the sister opposite, Yuma Uchida snorted coldly and let go of his palm, but the murderous intent that was spread all over his eyes became stronger.

"Preparation statement: putting on the airs of a senior in the workplace will give you a sense of superiority. This is why I am unwilling to give up the identity of [Senior]." Qianhara rubbed her painful shoulders and rolled her eyes at her friend angrily.

"Who knows?"

Yuma Uchida could only give him a look of suspicion.

Not to mention anything else, in Mr. Uchida's eyes, Chihara's face and temperament are clearly like a Tokyo scumbag. It's hard to say whether it hurts the kidneys or not, but it can definitely hurt the girl's heart.

"Slander is prohibited. I remind you that it is a society ruled by law. Slander will really be sued!"

Qianyuan quickly stepped on his back and responded calmly, "Besides, I have never even had a relationship. The nickname is "The Unremitting Steel Soul Warrior". Youma, please don't spread rumors about scumbags here. If you say too much, it will be bad to spread the word to my future wife..."

"Tsk!"

Yuma Uchida came with an unknown tongue, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his tender face.

The girl looked at the two people in front of her and finally couldn't control the smile on the corners of her mouth. She just felt that she seemed a little out of her ladylike image, so she had to pick up the water cup and hide it for a while.

"Disturbate, the meal you ordered has arrived." The female clerk slowly brought the plate in a whisper, and put the skewers and canned alcoholic beverages on the table.

"It's already all available. This is the receipt, please collect it." The female clerk slowly handed the receipt to Qianyuan's hand with a shy expression on her face, and then plucked up the courage to blink. She just turned around and wanted to return to the kitchen, but was stopped by the boy.

Qianhara naturally spread his hands and looked at the receipt. He found a note with a phone number inside. He shrugged, decisively pulled out a pen from his chest, pulled out a note from his pocket, gently stroked a few strokes and pulled it out, and handed it to the girl in front of him.

"It's a line number."

He nodded affirmatively.

But not yours.

...

The boy rubbed his stomach full of boiled water but was still very hungry. Looking at the plates of meat skewers in front of him, he started to secrete saliva from his mouth.

"Naisan, did you see it? What did this guy do just now..." Yuma Uchida tried hard to beat the table, "Look at this skillful look, a scumbag!"

"I just said that I had never been in a relationship, just a lie!"

"Acting skills are all acting skills!"

My younger brother was furious when he slapped the table. How can it be reassuring for me to have such a scum around my sister?

I remember that Mr. Youma didn’t know how many girls he had to rub his hands with, and he whispered softly, but the guy in front of him actually called himself a steel soul warrior?

I'm afraid I've been dull!

"It seems that you don't understand Yuma..." Uchida Mari smiled and shook her head. It turned out that his younger brother was still at such a pure age and did not understand the tricks of his predecessors at all.

"Yes, he doesn't understand."

Qianyuan nodded affirmatively, and then ignored the surprised and strange expression on the little brother's face. He happily put on a disposable paper apron, checked the pepper, white sesame, pickled mustard greens, red ginger, etc., and placed it in a straight line.

Uchida Mari looked at him like a Soviet soldier repeatedly checking his equipment before going to the battlefield, pressing his forehead with a headache and sighed lightly.

"Chanhara, you taste so exquisite..."

"After all, I want to avoid getting my clothes dirty as much as possible, and the first time I ate in a Japanese izakaya to fill the ritual feeling of the first time."

The first time I ate it? It turns out to be a young man!

The girl tilted her head curiously, "There is no need to put all the hairpins on, right?"

"This..."

Qianhara raised his fingertips upwards and gently tapped the black clip on his forehead, explaining: "It can slightly prevent hair from falling onto the plate to contaminate."

"It's just a psychological effect." The girl curled her lips disdainfully.

"Psychological placebo is actually useful..." He sighed.

At least it would be a good thing that would not give Mr. Chihara negative effects now.

Then the girl stretched out her hand and signaled her to give her a few. Qianyuan took out a few black clips from her pocket and put them on the table.

He looked up at Uchida Masaru again and was filled with some dissatisfaction with "robbing by fire".

Confirmed that it was ready, Chihara rolled up her sleeves, picked up the skewers covered with teriyaki sauce and white sesame from the plate, and ate today's lunch in small bites.

A small skewer of dried chicken without a trace of fascia absorbed the specially prepared sauce during the baking process. When biting it, it was full of fragrance in the mouth. Under the slightly burnt surface, the muscles were very strong. The meat torn by the teeth seemed to have their own ideas. In the mixing of lips and teeth, the deliciousness sublimated into a great sense of satisfaction.

"Well... It turns out that it feels good to eat once." Qianhara's face was filled with a happy smile.

"Thanks to Miss Uchida for treating her!"

"Then please eat slowly and don't take away ours." Uchida Mari, who was imitating the strange appearance of the boy in front of him, gave him a look of anger.

Her hair was slightly curled inward, just around her shoulders. A few bangs were originally hanging in front of her beautiful forehead, but now they are firmly fixed by the hairpin.

Then she tried to shake her head gently, and the shoulder-length hair also shook with it, and the hairpins above her forehead made a crisp sound of bumping into each other.

"Yuma, are you beautiful?"

"Hmm? Ume..." The little brother Uchida, whose mouth was stuffed with meat, turned his face. The girl looked at his eyes that evaluated [normal], patted his forehead hard, and lowered his shoulders in disappointment.

He shouldn't have been asked.

"Miss Uchida, don't be so pretty when you eat."

Chihara thought about it and added: "No matter how beautiful a woman is, she has absolutely no food to hungry men."

"Food, sex, and sex"

Food is before color, and this key has already shown the ancients' praise for delicious food.

Of course, in addition to meat, there are alcoholic drinks you just ordered to drink.

The easy-pull ring was pulled open, and the newly opened bubble drink emitted a burst of gas, emitting a burst of white steam.

Then Chihara slowly poured the can of Suntory horoyoi into the cup beside it.

Then ignore it for the time being.

Uchida Mari picked up the canned drink and took a sip, and suddenly said, "By the way, Sanhua Reiya is finished."

"When we were doing the show last time, Miss Uchida had already said it, there was no need to miss it so much..." Chihara bit the skewers and was vague, "I am mentally prepared for my wife not to appear on the screen in the future."

Looking at the man opposite, who had no concern, the girl snorted and then said regretfully:

“The animation radio program is over.”

"It's really a pity..."

Qianyuan sighed sincerely. After all, he lacked a job of earning 20,000 yuan per week for half an hour of chatting every week. These days, he always felt that the accounting numbers were pitiful.

"Please don't talk about the past in the cafe in front of me, okay?" Uchida Yuma swallowed the fried chicken nuggets, knocked on the table angrily to remind him, and waved his hand to destroy the slightly sad atmosphere just now.

The two adults turned their heads and glanced at this little brother who always liked to interrupt suddenly. Why did he always misunderstand it?

Qianyuan couldn't help scratching his hair and gently lifted the cup and sipped it.

[Ms. Uchida, your brother's sister control attributes are very obvious...]

[Stop talking nonsense, isn’t this a normal concern? The kind that prevents being deceived by scum.]
To be continued...