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After the dishes were served, Ogata and the others stopped talking about the car.He first served Yumi Miyamoto, whom he met for the first time, out of politeness and because he asked for help.Then he brought vegetables to Miwako Sato, and when she saw her throwing a glance at him, Ogata smiled embarrassingly.

"Your reputation is getting louder and louder, and now many colleagues are talking about topics related to you. It is said that you have won so many pages in a short period of time, and with the attention of the leadership of the Metropolitan Police Department, promotion should not be a problem." Sato Miwako lightly took a bite of the sashimi that Ogata had brought to her just now, and said slowly.

There is no such traditional proverb in Japan as to eat without talking, so it has nothing to do with politeness and details.

Ogata took a sip of the juice and said: "It's not long since I was promoted to Sergeant, and I won't be promoted in a short time, otherwise it will arouse the opinions of others. The leaders above should understand this. And my current life Very good, no more promotion and salary increase.”

"Hey, you're right. You don't want to be like Sato when you're promoted or something. You can't get in touch with her when you're busy every day." Yumi Miyamoto nodded in agreement.

Miwako Sato picked up the green cauliflower with chopsticks, dipped it in white miso a few times, and put it on the Ogata plate sitting opposite.

"Ouch!" Yumi Miyamoto smiled, and joked, "Satou, you didn't bring me food, what's the matter?"

Hearing this, Miwako Sato said solemnly, "It's a gift in return."

"But what I gave you was meat, and what you gave me back was vegetables." Ogata put the vegetables that Sato had given her in his mouth, and it tasted a bit salty and sweet after being served with seasonings.

"Because you were pinching meat all the time just now."

Ogata smiled and said, "Could this meal be our beauty Sato's treat?"

"You're right, Sato made a fuss, so we have to eat meat hard and kill her hard." Miyamoto Yumi wiped the corners of her mouth with a tissue, looked at Ogata and said.

Miwako Sato answered her angrily: "Yumi, you're still talking nonsense, I'll give you meat, eat hard!" She picked up a few slices of sashimi with chopsticks and put them on the dinner plate next to her.

"No, you'll get fat!" Yumi Miyamoto smiled, and deliberately put the sashimi dipped in a lot of wasabi on Ogata's plate.

Miwako Sato looked at the wasabi-wrapped sashimi and said worriedly, "Don't eat it, it will be very spicy."

Yumi Miyamoto, who was the culprit, looked at Ogata and encouraged him: "You can try it. If it's spicy, there's juice."

Ogata glanced at the sashimi slices that were completely soaked in wasabi and changed color, and said slowly: "If I eat them all, what do you have to say?" He looked at the sitting opposite with a smile The Italian Yumi Miyamoto.

Standing up straight, Miyamoto Yumi said proudly: "Order a glass of sake, I'm done, how about it?"

"Okay." Ogata nodded, and in front of Miwako Sato and Yumi Miyamoto, he gently picked up the first piece of meat with chopsticks, then brought it to his mouth, opened his mouth and slowly bit off a part of it to chew.

Miwako Sato asked with concern: "How is it?"

Ogata had a strange expression, it seemed that because of the strong smell, his face was ugly, his muscles were twitching, and the smell of mustard was volatile in the air, which made people feel terrible when they smelled it.

Miyamoto Yumi hurriedly pushed the juice to Oda, she knew that the wasabi in this restaurant is famous for its spiciness in this neighborhood.

"No need." Ogata said with a smile, his expression of pain suddenly gone.

Soon Miyamoto Yumi came to her senses, and asked in disbelief, "Are you lying to us just now?"

"The taste is not bad." Ogata said, put the remaining sashimi directly into his mouth, biting it as if nothing had happened, as if he was eating ordinary food.

Just looking at it made the two women sitting across from him afraid to look directly.

Ogata picked up another piece of sashimi, and still put it in his mouth to taste. He took the paper towel handed over by Miwako Sato and wiped the outside of his lips where the seasoning was stained.

"How is it? Do you admit defeat?" Ogata looked at Miyamoto Yumi after wiping out all the sashimi on the dinner plate.

Miyamoto Yumi pursed her lips: "Okay, I don't have to go to work anyway." She ordered Japanese sake, which is a must for a restaurant, to a waiter.

Ogata said, "Give me a drink too."

"Me too." Miwako Sato followed his words and said to the waiter.

After the three glasses of sake were served, Ogata and the two women raised the transparent wine glasses together and looked at the clear liquid shaking inside: "Come on, let's make a toast to everyone's acquaintance!"

In the words, Ogata, as a man, should set an example, drinking the sake that is not very strong, and almost gulped it down.

Miyamoto Yumi just took a sip, while Sato Miwako took a big gulp and drank half of the cup into her stomach.

"Drink slowly, you'll get drunk easily." Ogata said as he looked at Miwako Sato who put down his glass.

Miwako Sato shook her head and said confidently: "I won't get drunk, I can drink very well. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yumi."

Seeing that Ogata really looked over, Miyamoto Yumi quickly explained: "Don't look at me, I haven't had a drink with Sato."

At the dinner table, several people chatted happily. Ogata did not have many friends in Japan, which is why he found the joy of having dinner and drinking in a true sense.

"A few more glasses of sake, no need to drink juice." Miwako Sato seemed to be in high spirits, and continued to order wine.

Ogata didn't stop her, Ogata didn't know how much she was drinking, but compared to Miyamoto Yumi's flushed face, Sato's face was still the same as usual.

"You two fight for wine, I'll take my time." Yumi Miyamoto waved her hands with a hot face.

Therefore, Ogata and Miwako Sato could always find a reason to drink. The two of them left one glass after another, staring at Yumi Miyamoto who was taking a break.

......

"Ouch." Standing at the door of the bathroom, one could hear the voice coming from the women's bathroom from a long distance away.

Ogata's face remained the same as before, he was washing his hands, when he heard this voice, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

When he finished washing his hands and was drying them, Yumi Miyamoto walked out with the help of Miwako Sato who was wobbling.

"All right?" Ogata saw Miwako Sato's face flushed like a boiled crab, and Yumi Miyamoto who was supporting her was fine.

Miyamoto Yumi replied: "I'm going to trouble you to take her home."

"En." Ogata nodded, and said to her, "Wait for me here." He walked to the cashier of the restaurant, paid the bill, and handed them two bottles of mineral water.

Walking out of the restaurant, Miyamoto Yumi supported Miwako Sato who was in a daze and seemed to be walking wobbly.

Ogata drank at least ten cups with her, even if the degree was low, it was enough, and Sato's unyielding personality lasted until the moment she almost fell when she got up to go to the bathroom.

"Where is the car?" Ogata knew that Sato came by car and asked Miyamoto Yumi.

Yumi Miyamoto led the way, but Ogata did not go to help Miwako Sato because of the difference between men and women.

When he came to Sato's car and took out the car keys from her pocket, Ogata suddenly became worried: "We all drank, it seems that we have to find someone else to work as a driver."

"What should I do?" Obviously Miyamoto Yumi had no idea.

Ogata sighed: "Take a taxi, park her car here first, and pick it up tomorrow when she sobers up."

......

After sending Miyamoto Yumi home first, Ogata looked at Miwako Sato, who was leaning on the seat, smelling of alcohol, messy hair, and completely lost the image of a strong woman, and he smiled softly.

Arriving at the address where he helped Sato move in his memory, Ogata helped Sato Miwako to the door and rang the doorbell. Miyamoto Yumi told him that Sato's mother was at home.

The doorbell rang for a long time, and it was Sato's mother who opened the door. She looked at the drunk Miwako Sato in astonishment, and quickly helped her into the door, and then warmly greeted Ogata.

Ogata originally didn't want to enter the house as a guest, but the moment he opened the door, the tattoo on his back suddenly became hot, and he was sensitive and sensed something was wrong.

When Ogata changed his shoes and walked into the living room, he saw Sato Miwako who was just lying on the sofa in front of him, a wave of hostility fluttered.

"I'll pour water for you." Sato's mother was very happy and asked Ogata to find a place to sit down.

Ogata replied politely, "Thank you, Auntie."

After watching her go to the kitchen, Ogata undid the zipper, took out a strange pair of glasses from the inner pocket of the coat, and slowly put them on his eyes.

Under the focus of the condensed gaze, a figure slowly appeared in the originally blank screen.

Wearing a police uniform, a very young-looking young man with sunglasses stared blankly at the drunk Miwako Sato lying on the sofa. He gently stretched out his hand, wanting to caress her forehead, but the palm of his hand was Passed through the opponent's body, to no avail...

"Are you guarding Sato?"

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