Pompous and Cute Mamiya-San ~ The Beautiful PR Person in the Company Sits Next to Me

9 Can’t refuse an invitation from a beautiful woman?

*Fidgeting* 20 minutes left until the regular time. I still have my computer open to deal with the bug in the internal chat that I could slip in. Mamiya-san is glancing at my computer, sorting through her bag, going to wash her mug, and getting ready to leave.

-Where the hell am I supposed to take such a beautiful woman?

Taking her out for dinner instead of ignoring the chat is a vitriolic argument that even a junior colleague at university wouldn’t come to me with, but I guess she thinks it’s forgivable because she’s a beautiful woman.

Ah, but I want to go out to eat with Mamiya-san–!

[Is there anything particularly you want to eat?]

[Are you sure?]

[Ah, yes. I can’t take you anywhere significant, but…]

Mamiya took out her phone with a wry smile and opened Camegram to the page of my account.

Ah, I want some of this! And that, she pointed out. It’s easy and I’m glad you said that. However, the food on my account is not from such a fashionable restaurant. I’m trying to make it look fashionable.

**

After leaving work on time, Mamiya-san and I were walking along a quiet residential street about two stations away. The photo she pointed to was an omelet with rice from a Western-style restaurant that I know well.

The well-known …… Means it’s a restaurant I know well. To be honest, I don’t want to take Mamiya-san there because I’m afraid she’ll make fun of me a lot, but I have no choice.

[Ohh.]

[So, are you the rumored girlfriend?]

[No, she’s my senior at work. She’s from PR and wants to take photos of fashionable and delicious food.]

The owner, Mariko-san, is my brother’s wife. In other words, this is my brother’s restaurant. She started a small western-style restaurant a few years ago, and after introducing it on my cameragram, it became a popular place where reservations are essential.

My brother is a self-made man, but he’s loved cooking since he was a child, and I’ve been a frequent customer of his.

[Good evening!　My name is Mamiya.   Fujishiro-san is helping me with work, so I invited him to eat omelet rice from this restaurant!]

Mariko told me.

[She’s a cute girl. Good job, you found a nice girl.]

I smiled at her, but …… No, it’s not that.

My brother, sneaking a peek from the kitchen, also has a grin on his face. It’s bad, one of these days our mother won’t stop texting me …… this.

[Mamiya-san is omelet rice, how about you, Yusuke-kun?]

[I’ll have the …… mixed fries set meal and a side dish of potato salad and ……]

[I recommend the fried chicken today.]

[Then, I’ll have the fried chicken.]

Mamiya-san says, ‘I want a salad too’, so Mariko-san recommends a Cobb salad with lots of avocado.

[Do you drink, Mamiya-san?]

[I can drink.]

[Well, can you order something that would go well with it?]

Mariko-san winked and said, ‘My husband will buy you a drink’. Mariko-san was originally an office worker at a major trading company, but she was a fierce competitor who qualified as a sommelier just as my brother decided to open a restaurant.

[It’s a lovely shop.]

[Mariko has great taste. It’s a little off the beaten track, but it looks great.]

Only seven couples can enter this ultra-secluded restaurant. It may not be suitable for a date, but the food is excellent and, above all, it makes me feel at ease.

I took a picture of the water being poured into a wine glass, trying out the pretty tablecloth.

[Mamiya-san, try to take it in style.]