tokyo voice

Chapter 110

The setting sun is slanting down, reflecting the shadows of many buildings. The dim twilight falls on the asphalt road and the well-patterned floor tiles of the sidewalk. The city is dyed a tired brown and yellow. The stray cat is lying on the flower bed and yawning. Through a guardrail, I silently watched the continuous flow of vehicles, and the bus full of off-duty employees made a heavy humming sound.

"Then I'll go first, I had a lot of fun today." Hidaka Mana waved her little hand to say goodbye to them.

"Aren't you going to have dinner together?" Sakura Mio sound was slightly taken aback, "Is it time for dinner now?"

"I'm going to a private school for two lessons at 8 o'clock in the evening. It's just right if I rush there now, and I can warm up a chicken nugget from a convenience store before studying." Hidaka Aina explained.

"...That's it, it's really hard work." Sakura Mio said feeling a little regretful.

"Yeah, let's play again when you have time." Hidaka Mana said with a smile, then turned and left, and walked quickly towards the subway station entrance.

"Obviously they are the same age and status, but I always feel that she has had a hard time." Sakura Mio whispered to the disappearing back.

"At the age when you should do whatever you want, it is really not easy to take in and let go, and to allocate precious youth time so reasonably and not to waste every day." Yin Ze agrees, "Self-disciplined people are the scariest, just like me .”

"Are you very self-disciplined? Do you run every day or control your diet?" Sakura Mio was puzzled.

"I insist on watching "Night World at 25 o'clock" every week, and the period will never end." Yin Ze said modestly.

"Oh." Sakura Mio is no longer as cumbersome as before.

The honking continued.

The housewives rushed home to make dinner with their vegetable baskets.The company members untied their ties to make their breathing easier, and they joined forces one after another, switching from the sober workplace to the social scene of wine and meat.After the friendly game, the boys from the football department went to a dinner party to celebrate the victory. They never expected that someone would make a great contribution by pulling the manager over, and the boys cheered for joy.

The two also blended into the crowds of the night and were forced to get very close.

red light.

The cars waited patiently. They walked across the zebra crossing with the crowd, met people across the street, and walked shoulder to shoulder.

Green light.

The trendy motorcycle guy is never absent, the sound of the tires scratching the ground is slightly harsh, the locomotive engine is rumbling, and the [-]-mile spokesperson is galloping through the streets and alleys. In these few seconds, he is the most watched cub, a perfect harvest A crowd of disdainful and contemptuous eyes.

The man gently pulled down the girl's sleeves without saying a word, nunuzui motioned for her to go inside, while he turned around a few steps and walked to the outside of the street close to the road.

The bank card gentleman in my impression is the pillar of the family, and the old father also did this kind of behavior, the girl thought to herself.

The man took out his mobile phone to check the news, and kept walking at a leisurely pace, which was narrower than that of adult men.

There is a lot of traffic, and the orange light at dusk flows on the metal body and the glass windows of the buildings, a sunset scene, flickering, flickering, flickering.Without the misty kiss of the early morning sun kissed by the morning mist, the restlessness of the high noon sun is cooled, the shadows in the evening are real and clear, and the tranquility and liveliness before nightfall are revealed in the interlacing. To make people stop their enthusiasm for life, the free neon street lights burn silently, slowly converging into an out-of-focus light ocean.

"What do you want to eat later?" Sakura Mio asked proactively.

"Anything, I can do it." Yin Ze reposted a certain group of photographs, completing his daily routine.

"Shall we eat curry?" the girl suggested.

"I don't like curry very much." The man shook his head.

"Then what do you want to eat?" the girl asked again.

"Whatever, I can."

Sakura Mioyin stared at this person quietly for a few seconds, and then said in an undeniable tone, "—Come with me."

Both of them are not casual people who care about Italian food. Usually, after leaving the battle night video game city, they would tacitly go to the nearest ramen shop to solve the problem. Much trouble.Of course, at first Yin Ze still felt that it would be stingy to bring girls to eat ramen every time, but after a long time, the atmosphere of their going out to the video game city became more and more close to the roommates and brothers who went to the Internet cafe all night, every time they went to the noodle shop, Before he could sit still, Sakura-san slapped his thigh, impatiently replaying the game, or claiming credit with pride or throwing the pot away with resentment.

So gradually, Yin Ze no longer thinks about those scenes that have no nutritional value.

But today the girl seemed to have her own ideas, whether it was a whim or a plan, in short, they had already passed by many ramen restaurants and common people's restaurants, but they didn't go in.

After walking for about 10 minutes, I stopped in front of a restaurant.The decoration is clean, the facade is spacious, the customer flow is gratifying, and the waiters who are busy before and after their work are neatly dressed, exuding a petty bourgeois atmosphere from inside to outside, and the atmosphere is elegant, which can not be compared with the alley noodle restaurant where the smell of stove can waft from the kitchen to the front hall.

Master Yin has seen the world, no matter how expensive the restaurant has been, he will not be surprised at all. It is the display board standing at the entrance of the restaurant that really makes him groan.A male high school student with mild sanwu and a mysterious girl from an urban legend are back to back, posing a V sign to passers-by, keeping an eternal smile to attract customers, and occasionally someone will go up to take a photo with a paper man of the same height, and make friends The cute dolphin taste of the circle is purified a few degrees.

"It's interesting that there is still a linkage this time." Yin Ze commented.

"I wanted to bring Hidaka-chan here." Sakura Mio said.

"It's very thoughtful. As the main player, I didn't even know there was such an event. You came prepared today." Yin Ze teased.

"Going out to play with her for the first time, of course we have to think about it." Sakura Mio said logically.

Not bad.

very good.

Yin Ze couldn't help but began to recall the process, the beginning and the end of the two of them coming out to play for the first time. In the end, he found sadly that even though they had worked together for a long time, the only impression left was the hey-ha sounds of the pixel-style horizontal fighting characters fighting each other. Detailed things have to be checked through the life corridor.

When the two entered the store, due to the booming business, they had to find a remote location.As for the order, if you come here, it is natural to try the linkage meal, a "Radio-wave rice that only wants to live an ordinary life" and a "Dream Eater's Preserved Grain with Extra Quantity and No Price Increase".

No matter how long and charming the name of the dish is, wait for it to be on the table and take a closer look.Isn't it Indian masala curry chicken rice and Thai hot and sour shrimp rice?At most, the cutlery, plates and tablecloths are printed with animated villains, and two glasses of freshly squeezed juice, which is supposed to be the same color as the characters, will be sold for 1400 yen per serving.

Good guy, there won't be many people paying the bill, right?

Yin Ze looked at the almost full restaurant, and silently lowered his head to eat.The end of the spoon is also designed with Fuji Yuanhai, which is the Q version of the avatar of his dubbed character.According to the setting of the linkage, these foods are the favorites of the characters.However, seiyuu and characters cannot be generalized, for example, he himself is not a curry fan.

But excluding these factors, the two servings on the table are indeed authentic Indian and Thai flavors, which are not easy to find in ordinary restaurants.It is well known that the Japanese have unique food preferences, and their creative ideas are advanced. Compared with General Tso’s Chicken and Li Zongtang’s chowder in the United States, they are more cutting-edge and more imaginative. Strawberry hot pot and mapo tofu with juice are just the tip of the iceberg of Japanese food.Among them, the milky Japanese curry is even more praised, and has become a classic that cannot be bypassed on every table for many years.

Yin Ze cut open the shrimp meat with a spoon, stirred the rice and red coffee juice slightly, lifted the spoon and put it into his mouth.The Thai curry is hot and sour, adding coconut milk and fish sauce, which is a wonderful combination with seafood, which stimulates the taste buds, and the lips immediately turn bright red, and feel a little pain from the heat.

The vigorous non-local style, the soul of Sichuan and Chongqing in the man is constantly cheering.

"The taste is not bad." Yin Ze said while eating.

"...Well, yes, yes." Sakura Mio answered vaguely with rice in her mouth.

"Your plate is quite delicious." Yin Ze said.

Different from my plate, the Indian curry is strong and spicy. Various spices collide with each other and explode.

Sakura's classmate was eating in a gentle manner, each mouthful was a small spoonful, even so, she blushed, and continued to stick out her tongue and hiss.

You must have been overwhelmed by the authentic curry taste, which is different from Japan, right?

...

"Hello, I want two combo set meals." The thick man stood at the front desk and ordered.

"Excuse me, how many people? Right now, there might not be enough seats," the waiter said.

"It's okay, I only have one." Xiong Xian asked again, "By the way, please give me the meal bonus as well."

"Uh, according to the regulations, you need to say a slogan before..." the waiter explained.

"Dreams are my continuation, and you are the end of my dreams!!" Without any hesitation, the good man came out of the script, with clear articulate, rhythmic rhythms, and people nearby all watched.

"Exactly, that's exactly right. This is your privilege and number plate. Please keep it and the food will be delivered to you later." The waiter was full of admiration, and handed over two exquisitely packed handbags that were full.

"Thank you." Xiong Xian stretched out his hand to take it, and left proudly.

But having said that, I really didn't expect this event to be quite popular.

He put the privileges into the backpack properly before he started looking for a seat.

The thick body deftly passed between the seats.

suddenly.

Tsuchiya Hongliang's footsteps faltered, he stopped, and after a few seconds of fighting between heaven and man, he slowly turned his face, his eyes passed many people, and finally locked in a corner near the window somewhere.

Breathing became short of breath.

Chapter 110 Six

"Chinese food pays attention to color, fragrance and taste. Curry sometimes doesn't look good, especially when the third brother stirs it sticky with bare hands and then grabs it. It is not bluffing and does not welcome any members of the appearance association, but it is taste supremacy. Do you know that although the cooking skills of the British brothers have always been complained about, cooking will always inadvertently reveal the inherent dark characteristics, but this country is called 'curry ' second home."

"Didn't you say you don't like curry?"

"Compared to green pepper shredded pork rice bowl, it is true."

"British brothers? You still have British friends?"

"No, this is just my name from the perspective of a community with a shared future for mankind. My wife has one, named Artoria."

For eating, how can you just eat, you have to put on a dragon's gate, talk about the mountains, and analyze the current world situation many times.

"After retreating from colonial rule, they also brought Indian cooking habits back to Great Britain. In the 19th century, Britain advocated frugality, so the housewives made the leftover Indian roast chicken into delicious curry. The dish is very popular among the people, and the British foreign minister once said that chicken curry is their national dish."

Yin Ze talked about these useless anecdotes while eating.

"This shredded cabbage is well cut. Traditional Japanese cuisine chefs learn knife skills from cutting cabbage. When the shredded cabbage reaches a certain fineness, even without adding any ingredients, you can still eat it with a crunchy taste. With a slightly sweet and refreshing taste, this should be one of the favorite side dishes for vegetarians and people who want to lose weight. I see that you seem to have a tendency to gain weight recently, so you might as well keep this in mind.”

"Oh, thank you." Sakura Mio replied coldly, then put down the spoon again, picked up the cup to drink water, not long after she started eating, her water was almost bottomed out.

"Are you so thirsty?" Seeing this, Yin Ze simply gave his untouched glass of juice to the other party.

"...It's okay." Sakura Mio raised the spoon again, but she didn't make another move for a long time, and her expression was quite bitter, as if she was going through great suffering and torture.

"Why are Jun's lips and orbicularis muscle so red?" The man stared, looked carefully, and then froze.

Isn't it, it's like using Givenchy's rebellious red lipstick to smear around the mouth fiercely, just like those unlucky little people who ate devil peppers in American animation, under the radiance of the chandelier, the redness and swelling seem to be still flash.

"No, you read it wrong." The girl drooped her face, still forcing a smile.

"...I'm not blind, your lips are swollen." Yin Ze lost his voice for a moment, "My eldest lady, you have been so hot, why are you still eating? Tell me when you find something wrong at the first bite, come on , change to something else."

"Still talking about me, you're not the same?" Sakura Mio retorted.

"What is the same as you?" Yin Ze was puzzled.

"Look for yourself." Sakura Mioyin is not an ordinary girl, so she naturally wouldn't carry a small mirror with her. with.

The man took it for granted that he saw a handsome and handsome face, and the facial features were still so delicate and moving, but at this moment, the perfect lip shape that seemed to be carved by the hands of a master has changed - it is swollen.

The two looked at each other silently, and then turned their heads to look at the side glass tacitly. Under the dim lights, they clearly saw two pairs of glasses on the glass reflecting car lights, food, and various figures. Sausage mouth, eyes wide open, without blinking.

Sakura Mio couldn't hold back for a moment, she burst out laughing, and then because the corners of her mouth were burning, she hurriedly picked up a cold water glass to apply cold compresses.

Men don't find it humorous, just a touch of sadness.For him who used to punch and drink hot pot soup, this level of spiciness is just the impact of mosquito bites, and even from the depths of his lonely soul in Sichuan, he feels that it is far from enough. satisfy.

But after all, this body has been corrupted by a bland diet all year round, so that it is so weak. Now that the girl wakes up with a trick, the Internet speed is reconnected, and the pain that has been delayed for a long time begins to clearly emerge.

The prestige of a meal goes so far.

So, is this the pain of chili peppers? This is the first time I feel it.

The man snorted and didn't care, but continued to stir, so that the steaming rice grains were covered with more curry liquid, and he ate it with a full spoonful.

The girl saw that he was so fierce, as if she refused to admit defeat, tremblingly raised half a spoonful and put it into her mouth. Immediately, the whole little face was twisted together, chewing at a ten times slower speed, swallowing with difficulty. , and then shrank there without moving.

"If you can't stand it, don't hold on, and don't drink cold water. I'll get you a glass of warm water." Yin Ze persuaded.

"It's okay, there's so much left, it's too wasteful." Sakura Mio whispered, "My parents told me not to waste food."

"...I think, for you, this may not be called 'food', but a harmful substance." Yin Ze was ashamed.

The girl's face was full of entanglements, probably because she also wanted to raise the white flag to surrender, but she couldn't get around her good intentions, and she couldn't do the unscrupulous behavior of throwing away the expensive food after only a few mouthfuls.

"Okay, you rest, I'll take care of it." Seeing her appearance, Yin Ze smiled, and stretched out his hand richly to drag over half of the masala curry chicken on the opposite plate, and directly Start the Indian-style Thai-style dual system.

Sakura Mione glanced at the guy who was dripping with sweat, bloody, and smiling with ecstasy, and rested silently against the table, and after a long while, Mosquito moaned and said, "Am I very naive? "

"Strictly speaking, you are still more mature than kindergarten and elementary school students." Yin Ze frowned in thought, and answered very rigorously.

The girl wanted to argue a few words angrily, but when she raised her eyes, she saw the passionate gesture of someone fighting hard on the two lines, so the words came to her lips, but then softened instantly, "...Actually, I really can't eat it, pour it out Is that okay too?"

"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work. Your parents are right. It is really bad behavior to waste food." The man said calmly.With two very different levels of spiciness, the dissatisfied soul is finally starting to feel right.

"But some correct principles don't need to be followed at all, right? And there won't be anyone who is free to question and criticize." The girl said silently, with her hands folded on her chin, just like in school. She was as quiet and well-behaved as lying on the desk.

"What do you mean? Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" Yin Ze was surprised.

"When I was young, I always said that you can't go barefoot, you can't run a red light, you can't jump in line, and you have to wash your hands before meals... But when you grow up, these things suddenly become indifferent. Are some teachings, even if they are right, but left to adults Like honesty, like fairness, like kindness?” Sakura Mio said softly, “It’s like now, if you can’t eat it, just throw it away, eat it hard, and finally have diarrhea , others will call you stupid."

"This example is forced. First, it's really stupid to eat it when you know it's diarrhea. Second, I will deal with it cleanly. The incident is directly unfounded." Yin Ze shrugged.

"Then I'll change it to a suitable one." The girl paused.

"But it doesn't matter."

"I was the default heroine of "The Nightmare Girl", but I voluntarily rejected it because I wanted to fight for it myself." The girl said slowly, "In the end, I only got one passerby who matched her strength."

The man slowed down a little when he heard the words, a little surprised, "...Is there such a thing?"

"Do you think my approach is correct?" Sakura Mio asked.

"Reject inside information, pursue justice, be honest without greed, of course it is correct." Yin Ze nodded.

"Then do you think I'm stupid?" Sakura Mio asked again.

"The duck meat in its mouth can make it fly, it's really stupid." Yin Ze nodded deeply.