Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 72 It's Great to Come to Tokyo

"But the vice president and the others are going to eat Korean barbecue later. They should be happy to invite you."

Seeing his elder brother's appearance, Shisaki Tetsuta had a bad idea, and I couldn't be the only one who was unlucky.And the rich man Kyosuke Masaki probably didn't care about a barbecue.

"Korean BBQ!" Mitsuha Miyamizu's eyes lit up instantly, and she exclaimed softly.

"Yes."

Seeing his elder brother's reaction, Tetsuta Sakisaki was a little confused.Is a little bulgogi worth all the fuss?He knew that Kyosuke Hojo had been eating Italian dinner these few nights.

"I'm going I'm going."

The images that appeared in food magazines and videos emerged in his head, the sizzling barbecue and the delicious-looking kimchi, Mitsuha Miyamizu gulped down his saliva.

In fact, Japanese barbecue is similar to Korean barbecue, the biggest difference is the heating form.Japanese barbecue is grilled over an open flame, while Korean barbecue is heated over a dark fire.In terms of meat handling and sauce matching, Japanese barbecue is more delicate than Korean barbecue.

However, there isn't even a serious barbecue restaurant in Ishori, let alone Korean barbecue!
"If you're already hungry, I'll tell them to end club activities early?" Shisaki Tetsuta could only interpret his elder brother's behavior as that he was hungry.

"Uh-huh."

Sure enough, as Hojo Kyosuke said, Shisaki is really a reliable friend.And Maki Kyosuke, who actually invited me to a barbecue, is really a good person!
The commander-in-chief spoke, except for some people who were going to participate in the competition stayed and continued to practice, the others retreated decisively.

The barbecue place is not far from the school, and everyone walked there together.

"It's so expensive!" Mitsuha Miyamizu smacked her tongue inwardly. Any piece of meat on the menu would cost her a month's living expenses.

"Hojo, hurry up. Or is it that I'm used to your family's Shirao beef and don't like these meats?"

Masaki Kyosuke watched his chief executive holding the menu motionless, and joked.

"Bai Lao Beef?" Mitsuha Miyamizu asked doubtfully.

"Yes, it's super delicious! You brought us the kendo part before, and said it was sent to you by your mother in Hokkaido."

Onizuka Hidekichi then said that he was sitting at a table with Danma Ryuji, Maki Kyosuke, and Hojo Kyosuke.Michiko Kanhara stayed in the kendo club to continue practicing, while other members sat at other tables.

"Oh, there is still a lot of that beef at home. If you still want to eat, I will share it with you next time."

Mitsuha Miyamizu remembered that Hojo Kyosuke wrote in the memo that if you are hungry at night, you can use the beef in the refrigerator for cooking.

"But don't you need to go to the Garden of Words tonight?" Maki Kyousuke asked.

When Hojo Kyosuke left yesterday, he briefly said that the mother of the family asked him to go to this place for dinner every night.

"The Garden of Words?" Mitsuha Miyamizu asked doubtfully.

"That's right, didn't you just eat here last night? That Italian restaurant in Shinjuku."

Mitsuha Miyamizu quickly took out her phone, and sure enough there was an unread message on the screen.The sender's profile picture is a big beauty with brown hair.

"King Jie-kun, aren't you coming to dinner tonight?"

Oops, did you miss your appointment?Mitsuha Miyamizu reflexively wanted to apologize, but then remembered that Kyosuke Hojo wrote in red not to reply to his message.

Hmph, I won't reply if I don't reply, I'll let you apologize tomorrow!
Putting away the phone, Mitsuha Miyamizu continued to look at the menu, looked up at Kyosuke Maki and asked, "Can I order all of these?"

This point must be reconfirmed, otherwise I am afraid that it will not be enough to empty Kyosuke Hojo's wallet.

"Of course, I heard from Kisaki Tetsuta that you are a big eater, so don't worry about eating as much as you want." Kyosuke Maki nodded.

"Then I won't be polite!" Mitsuha Miyamizu rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and that posture startled even Kyosuke Maki, who was about [-] million people.

The charcoal fire is lit, the grill pan is preheated, and the range hood starts to work.

The first ones brought up were some complimentary side dishes, boiled cauliflower and the like.Although I eat these every day in Imori, this is cauliflower from a Korean barbecue restaurant in Tokyo!

So Mitsuha Miyamizu dipped the sauce on the plate with full expectation and stuffed it into her mouth. It was neither soft nor hard... Well, it was ordinary cauliflower, and she even felt that it was not as delicious as the ones grown by the neighbors nearby. .

Then came the water-cold noodles, which Mitsuha Miyamizu had high hopes for.Unlocking the lid, what she saw did not disappoint her, milky white soup, lavender thin noodles, topped with shredded pork, shredded cucumber and half of sugar-coated eggs.

Putting her hands together, holding the chopsticks between her thumb and forefinger, she bowed reverently to the water-cold noodles. Mitsuha Miyamizu carefully picked up the candied egg and took a bite. All the eggs laid were eaten.

After mixing it casually, Mitsuha Miyamizu picked up a bunch of noodles mixed with shredded cucumber and put it in his mouth.The taste is slightly cool, and the noodle soup is mellow and slightly sour, which relieves greasy and appetizing.

good to eat!

Mitsuha Miyamizu admitted that she shouldn't have scolded Hojo Kyosuke for being an idiot before. If she had changed her own body, she might not be able to eat other things after eating this bowl of cold noodles.Unlike now, after three mouthfuls of water-cold noodles, she can still look forward to the next barbecue.

Finally, the waiter came with a trolley and the meat. Mitsuha Miyamizu picked up a piece of fat and thin thick-cut pork belly, and carefully spread the trembling meat on the baking tray.

The edge of the pork belly gradually changed color and turned up, and the oily flakes were left along the grill pan. The rising smoke was sucked away, and Mitsuha Miyamizu flung her nose vigorously.

"Hojo, do you want to cut your meat smaller?" Kyosuke Maki, who was sitting opposite her, asked.

Mitsuha Miyamizu habitually wanted to say yes, because girls usually make these things smaller when they eat to not look rude, but before she could say anything, she thought that she is now a boy!
"No need!" Mitsuha Miyamizu said decisively, and then turned the barbecue over with tongs.

Looking at the browned pork belly, Mitsuha Miyamizu felt a strong sense of hunger.

After waiting in torment, Sanye Miyamizu had already held a perilla leaf in her left hand and was ready.

Finally, the piece of pork belly in front of her was ready to eat.Mitsuha Miyamizu raised her chopsticks, and picked them towards the barbecue as if performing some kind of ritual.

The grilled meat is placed on the perilla leaves, and the dipping sauce is poured with a small spoon. The kimchi is spread on the grilled meat and stuffed into the mouth.

Mmm~ It's delicious to eat something.

Mitsuha Miyamizu hummed contentedly, after chewing some rough perilla leaves, the unique taste was perfectly combined with the aroma of barbecued meat.The kimchi is also very refreshing, and the crisp taste different from the barbecue makes the food more layered.

"Do you want ox tongue?"

Maki Kyosuke asked, although Hojo Kyosuke was his boss.But when facing this boss who is many years younger than him, he will always unconsciously want to take care of him more.After all, it can be said that Hojo Kyosuke was forcibly promoted to the position of boss by him.

"Yes!" Mitsuha Miyamizu nodded vigorously.

He raised the bowl and asked the other party to put the grilled beef tongue directly on the rice. Mitsuha Miyamizu picked up a large ball of rice and beef tongue with chopsticks and put them into his mouth.

happy.

After eating a barbecue until it was dark, Mitsuha Miyamizu declined the proposal of her subordinates to take her home, and boarded the subway alone.

If other people take the subway alone at this point, they may start to feel depressed late at night, and all kinds of lonely emotions will come to their hearts.

But Mitsuha Miyamizu had lived in Teshou, where there were only two trams a day since she was a child. Sitting on the subway that was still running late at night, she felt full of novelty.

I turned my head and looked out of the window. The night was getting darker, the lights were on, and Tokyo began to show another side.

Just hang out and have fun the next time you swap.

Mitsuha Miyamizu yawned, thinking happily.

Back home, Mitsuha Miyamizu originally wanted to take a good look at Hojo Kyosuke's home, but she was so sleepy that she lay down on the bed without even taking off her clothes. A word, and fell asleep.

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