They Gather Here

"I thought you must have come into contact with a super famous family."

"Well……"

Chitanda smiled shyly.

Stop laughing!

This laugh is contagious and sure to start a pandemic!

Luo Zhen looked away, and saw everyone talking and laughing loudly, exchanging dazzling and happy eyes with each other.

In such an atmosphere, the two got out of the car and left the station. Immediately, they saw that the area in front of the station was overcrowded and surrounded by noisy noises.

"Where are you going now?" Luo Zhen asked.

"Listen to Senior." Chitanda replied.

Her tone was taken for granted, as if she was stating an unshakable fact.

Chapter 86 Summer Festival and Baked Sushi ([-])

There are all kinds of food stalls along the road——

The aroma is very attractive, and nearby convenience stores and taverns also take their products outdoors, and use the gimmick of viewing fireworks as a gimmick to vigorously promote and try their best to attract business.

This is the most distinctive day of neon summer.

I don't know if it's because I've lived in Tokyo for a long time, but even Luo Zhen couldn't help but get excited.

Although I know what the taste of the food is, under the light of the light bulb, even the sauce and oil on the fried noodles are shining brightly, making them look juicy and delicious, and it is easy to stimulate the appetite.

Chitanda noticed his gaze and asked, "Senior, is there anything you want to eat?"

"As long as I am willing to start a fire, I can eat this kind of food anytime, so forget it." Luo Zhen shook his head.

"Then have some food that is more in line with the atmosphere of the festival."

"Candy apples?"

"Hey?"

Chitanda blushed.

Among neon girls, apple candy has a special meaning.

Because it tastes sour and sweet when bitten down, it is very like the taste of love, so there is an inner meaning of "if you like me, please treat me to apple candy!".

It is precisely because of this that in various anime, it has become a kingly plot for the hero and heroine to eat a piece of apple candy together in summer.

For the same reason, there is also the sweet and greasy taiyaki (dgnb!).

Luo Zhen looked around the surroundings, looking for the booth, and soon found the target.

"There." He pointed.

"Do you really want to buy it?" Chitanda hesitated for a moment, hiding the drawstring bag in his hand behind his back, because he was not good at lying, he could only make up an awkward excuse after thinking for a long time, "I...I didn't bring any money. "

"It's okay, I treat you."

"Well……"

Luo Zhen took the girl and walked over.

Apple candy is somewhat similar to Chinese candied haws, which is to take a small wooden stick (or paper stick) and insert it on the apple with the stem removed, and then pour syrup on the outer layer.

The stall owner is an uncle who is mixing water and sugar, adding food coloring while heating.

There was a row of candy apples in front of him, and there was a plastic foam box next to it. It was estimated that there were ice cubes in it, which were used to cool the semi-finished products that had just been coated with syrup.

"One for 300 yen." He said, "Buy one for your girlfriend."

"..." Luo Zhen stared at the pot, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"guest?"

"..."

"Guest, what do you want to say?"

"Pay attention to controlling the heat. With your current cooking method, there is no saccharified foam in the pot. Be careful to turn it into caramel."

The uncle's face was completely darkened, and he thought that this kid might not be here to kick the gym.

"This is an ancestral handicraft." He straightened his collar, sacred and inviolable, "Our family has been making apple candy for hundreds of years."

"Impossible." Luo Zhen shook his head, "Apple candy was originally called 'toffee apple', it is an imported product, it first appeared in Meijiwei..."

Before he finished speaking, Chitanda stopped him.

The girl stretched out her hand to cover the senior's mouth, but felt the warm breath from the senior, forming a layer of moisture on the palm of her hand, making it itchy unbearably.

With a difficult movement, she opened the drawstring pocket with one hand, and took out three hundred-yen coins.

The uncle's face softened.

He brought Chitanda a candy apple, and said, "Take care of your boyfriend, don't talk nonsense."

boyfriend?

The girl's face was flushed, but she still accepted the criticism: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Seeing that the girl was very polite, the uncle didn't want to pester her anymore, so he said loudly "Thank you for your patronage~" and continued to boil his pot of syrup that would never be able to condense into saccharified foam.

Chitanda dragged his senior to the side, then wiped off his sweat.

At the same time, Luo Zhen was finally let go by the girl, took a few breaths of fresh air, almost suffocated to death just now, and wanted to bite the tool man.

He muttered, "This apple candy must not be brittle, nor sweet."

Not always!

As if to prove it, Chitanda opened her small cherry mouth and took a bite, with a happy expression on her face.

Luo Zhen was confused: "Is it delicious?"

"Didn't Senpai say that?" Chitanda continued to lick it lovingly, "The so-called food is 'full' and 'happy'."

"In fact, 'full' comes from 'eat happy', after all few people are happy when they are hungry."

"So, I really like this candy apple."

This sentence can be regarded as a variant expression of "I am very happy now".

Luo Zhen somewhat understood.

He changed the subject: "Chitanda, didn't you just say that you didn't bring any money?"

The girl blushed, and didn't treat the senior as an outsider, and directly opened the drawstring bag to show the other party——

There is no wallet, only a few thousand-yen bills and steel coins.

Then, she tightened the hand strap with lightning speed, and said, "Senior, you said you wanted to treat me to apple candy, but in the end I paid for it, what should I do?"

Rarely, the tool man showed his coquettish side.

Luo Zhen looked around and saw many game booths——

Catch turtles, catch goldfish, catch balloons, shoot...

The strange thing is that apart from fishing for goldfish, there are not many children in front of these stalls. Instead, there are young couples from high school to about thirty years old, having fun.

Luo Zhen asked in a low voice: "What do you want to play?"

Chitanda was the first to notice the mask stall, her eyes lit up, but she shook her head and continued to search.

In the end, she chose to shoot.

This kind of game is to use an air gun to shoot small wooden bolts to shoot all kinds of small things not far away, ranging from toys to daily groceries, some are expensive and cheap, and you can take them away when you knock them down.

But the power of the air gun is very small, and the small wooden bolts fired have little strength, and valuable things will only shake when hit.

As for the bargains...

The stall owner is equivalent to selling it and making money.

Pointing to a white fox mask, the girl said, "Senior, I want that."

The target she picked was the best one to hit. She didn't really want it, but just wanted her senior to show off.

Seems pretty simple.

Thinking of this, Luo Zhen took out a few coins to the stall owner, and picked up the air gun.

Unexpectedly, it looks easy, but it is really difficult to get started.

He pulled the bolt awkwardly to refuel, then put the butt of the gun on his right shoulder, held his breath, and pulled the trigger.

As a result, the small wooden peg hit the wooden board behind the exhibit, shaking the wooden board slightly and making a crisp "click" sound at the same time.

Next, three shots were missed.

Lose your face!

Luo Zhen noticed that Chitanda beside him had a concerned expression on his face, and he couldn't help but feel hot on his face, so he simply took out two thousand-yen banknotes and handed them to the stall owner.

Seeing this kind of being taken advantage of, how can there be no reason not to kill him?

The stall owner smiled, and did not forget to encourage: "Young man, please work hard, don't let your girlfriend down."

Luo Zhen scratched his head: "We are classmates."

The stall owner looked at the two of them, apparently not convinced, but said nothing, waiting for Luo Zhen to fire a few more shots to consume the number of purchases of [-] yen.

It's a pity that Luo Zhen didn't have much talent for shooting, so he missed five shots in a row.

Chitanda was a little anxious.

"Senior, if you can't hit again, you will lose a lot." She reminded in a low voice.

"I know, but..." Luo Zhen's forehead was sweating.

"Let me try."

"Hey?"