".......Fine."

I probably understood that a certain elementary school boy invited me to this high-end restaurant, and it seemed that it was not for some particularly ambiguous reasons. Kurihara Saki, who was still a little nervous when he saw couples sharing tables around him, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking in his heart Also flying at this moment.

This elementary school boy is very curious about Michelin...and he seems to understand.

After all, if you think about it carefully, Mochizuki has been staying in a small town in Toyama Prefecture for the past 18 years. He has always been thinking about his half-finished products for meetings. He has indeed never had the opportunity to enjoy such a high-end dinner - let him enjoy it. nothing.......

.....Of course, that's what I thought.

When looking at the satisfied expression on Mochizuki Ri's face, Kurihara Saki's brief expression of tenderness also instantly transformed into →_→

"It's right."

Enjoying the delicious juice of the fried sakura shrimp flowing into the cavity along the crispy shell, the boy who rarely tasted French cuisine in the past also turned his head and looked at Kurihara Saki who seemed indifferent to the pile of high-end dishes, and couldn't help but ask this question :

"So why don't you eat? Do you have such a loss of appetite?"

"...That's not the case."

Kurihara Saki waved his hand:

"I just think it's too compact...I'm a little afraid that after one bite, the whole dish will disappear."

"Pfft...are you so funny?"

"Is this funny?"

Giving a certain elementary school boy a blank look, Kurihara Saki pointed at a huge cold dish containing only two cherry blossom shrimps, and couldn't help but complain:

"I know that he has many dishes, but each one is the same size as an afternoon tea dessert. It's just gone without even tasting it - I really can't stand this."

"...Well, that seems to be the case."

Although he wanted to refute Kurihara Saki, after thinking about the current situation, Mochizuki couldn't help but nodded and admitted:

"This is also a characteristic of Michelin... Don't worry about it all day long. This meal is for free and it belongs to us as spoils of war!"

"...I know that this meal is for free, but eating such luxurious and small food makes me feel an inexplicable feeling of guilt without knowing it."

"......?"

After hearing what Kurihara Saki said, the elementary school boy's expression changed slightly:

"No, why do you feel guilty because it's too expensive? In theory, you are considered a young lady, but you still lack this little money?"

"...My family is indeed relatively wealthy, but do you think I am someone who often eats these expensive dishes?"

"...Not quite."

After carefully considering the white-haired pig sitting next to him, Mochizuki kept shaking his head after a brief silence:

"If you compare it side by side, you do look like a child who knows how to get along."

...Although it is a bit strange to use such a paragraph to describe a girl, it must be admitted that the Kurihara Saki in front of her does have a sense of maturity beyond her age.

After careful consideration, most girls from Saki's family background are indeed addicted to some kind of petty bourgeoisie sentiment and extravagant life, and their behavior and behavior are relatively superficial - in comparison, a white-haired wheelchair girl has a lot of money in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. She seems to be relatively simple and low-key, and because she prefers to stay at home alone on weekdays, playing games and arranging songs with a certain elementary school boy, she does not go out to many high-end restaurants or buy designer clothes. Experience... It is precisely because of the more pragmatic and truth-seeking mentality that girls still find it difficult to adapt to rare luxuries.

So...seeing a certain elementary school boy in front of her showing a certain bourgeois demeanor, the girl in a wheelchair, who had always had a life mentality, couldn't help but complain after a moment of silence:

"Anyway, if you want something more practical for free, I can barely understand it... But when you talk about a Michelin tire restaurant, I still feel it's not very realistic."

"...Isn't it real? Is it that exaggerated?"

"...You know it yourself."

Sneaking a glance at the couples having dinner opposite, Kurihara Saki lowered his voice:

"Don't you feel that eating in a place like this, surrounded by a group of tired men and women, would make you feel uncomfortable?"

"I think so."

"Then you still bring me here?"

"...Guess why?"

"I don't want to guess." The girl's voice was a little unhappy, but she was looking forward to the boy's response. "Speak quickly, or you won't be allowed to eat."

"......"

Watching Kurihara Saki move the dish in front of her away and her expression became quite serious, Mochizuki's expression also underwent some subtle changes.

"Ahem...Okay, I said it's not okay yet?"

His appetite had just begun to show signs of opening up. Seeing the dishes gradually leaving him, Mochizuki couldn't help but sigh in order to get back the taste and enjoyment:

"...Just, I think if I bring you here, I won't be the only one who is embarrassed...because the embarrassment will be shared, right?"

"......?"

Unexpectedly, Mochizuki suddenly said such words, and Kurihara Saki's voice changed a little:

"No... I became your partner?"

"If you are willing to understand that we became boyfriend and girlfriend for a short time during this dinner, it doesn't matter to me——"

"Ahem...Okay, okay, let's just have rice with you."

She was indeed very sensitive to certain things. Kurihara Saki, who was already a bit girly, subconsciously stepped back and couldn't help but coughed twice:

"Who wants to be your girlfriend for a day? Don't be too pretentious?!"

"...I'll just say it casually."

Muttering softly, Mochizuki said:

"Okay, now that it's over, don't criticize your good partner anymore - I've explained the matter clearly to you anyway. President Miki will pay for the entire meal tonight. This is a rare opportunity, so let's have a good taste of Michelin."

"Okay...then I, I'll start."

Putting his hands together, he reluctantly pulled away from the inexplicably irritating topic of a one-day couple. Kurihara Saki no longer paid attention to the elementary school boy beside him. He just drooped his head and picked up the delicious food on the plate. He remained silent the whole time and didn't say anything. look up.

"......"

Seeing such a strange change in the adoptive mother beside him, who suddenly became quiet in the blink of an eye, Mochizuki felt a little enlightened, and was somewhat confused about the situation——

Am I being hated?

Seeing this strange situation, the young man couldn't help but think this way.

But...after all, she no longer receives inexplicable instructions and can eat as much as she wants. Mochizuki Rieha doesn't pay too much attention to it. She just transforms into a rice bug and eats all the seafood and exquisite dishes around her with enjoyment. Lose.

On the contrary, Kurihara Saki appears to be much more civilized.She just started to taste the delicacies served in small bites, and every movement was very gentle, for fear that she would accidentally show off all these pocket gadgets——

Of course...Tasting it in such small sips is actually because of the inexplicable tension rising in the girl's heart.

The girl had been busy chatting with Mochizuki just now, but she seemed to have suddenly forgotten: Today's extravagant dinner seemed to be the first time Mochizuki had treated her.

This is the first time we have dinner together alone, in a place like this...

thought here.

Kurihara Saki, who was originally a little slow in this regard, had a rather subtle change in his mentality.

...Though if you think about it carefully, the elementary school boy probably didn't have that intention, and the reason why he treated himself to dinner was because he prostituted President Miki for free - but in any case, the current atmosphere is still a bit ambiguous, and it is more ambiguous than before. Being alone together is always special... Under such circumstances, shouldn't you act happier?

Later, he half-consciously realized that he seemed to have been singing against Mochizuki for too long, which somehow dissipated the hard-won feelings. Kurihara Saki's pupils trembled, and half-consciously he wanted to make up for it:

"Well, well... how should I put it, although it's a bit expensive, it's still quite delicious..."

As if he felt a little strange that he didn't say a word, Kurihara Saki couldn't help but speak like this as if he couldn't bear the loneliness:

“The environment is also very good, the service is very good, and there is classical music around... It feels very good, very suitable for a date..."

".......right?"

When Kurihara Saki finally spoke, Mochizuki couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief:

"It scared me to death. You didn't speak just now. I thought you hated me -"

"...Smug."

Turn your head slightly.

After a moment of silence, Kurihara Saki's voice changed somewhat:

"But... I feel like the food here is still not as delicious as what I cook."

"Of course, who can compare to you?"

"Yes, yes, who can compare to me?"

Kurihara Saki awkwardly scratched her long snow-white hair, her voice even lacking confidence.

...However, the boy sitting opposite her was not as overwhelmed as Kurihara Saki.

After all, dinner was over, and his appetite was indeed not filled... Seeing that he was still hungry, Mochizuki did not hesitate at all, and followed Kurihara Saki's words and said:

"Actually, I haven't eaten much tonight. How about going to your house for a late-night snack later?"

".......it's up to you."

replied tremblingly.

As if he had thought of something, Kurihara Saki turned his head slightly, trying to stay calm and said:

"Also, don't forget to get down to business after your late night snack - we still have to prepare the arrangement of "Life in a Different World from Zero". Although it's still early, we'd better work early and finish early, so as not to hinder our normal work. Game time......"

"........."

Listening to Kurihara Saki's motherly words of concern, Mochizuki nodded obediently without any rebuttal.

At this moment, the originally awkward atmosphere seemed to have regained some of its vitality——

.....Of course, although the two jerky children seemed to have resumed their nagging mode, judging from the situation, the scene seemed to have turned into one where Mochizuki was unilaterally nagged by Kurihara Saki:

"I told you to stop eating so much junk food... Look, are you coughing? Next time, cook well for me and eat some green and healthy food."

"Sleep well, I've got dark circles under my eyes no matter what... Do you want me to get that eye mask? I think my sleep quality will be better if I wear an eye mask."

"Hmm."

"Good good."

One after another, seemingly perfunctory responses, came from Mochizuki's mouth.

This conversation continued until the end of dinner.

When the boy pushed the girl's wheelchair away and the waiter said goodbye politely, the lovers who were having dinner at a nearby table were also stunned by the strange way the two children got along.

Watching the two children walking away, the woman who had been silently observing the situation could not help but speak to the assassin:

"...Dear, are the kids at the table across from you who just left also a couple?"

"That should be it - I don't know exactly."

Responding gently to his girlfriend's words, the man's voice was a little complicated:

"It feels like both parties are quite ambiguous, but I don't know why, but I always feel a little green... Is it because of puberty?"

"Hard to say."

Women's intuition has always been more sensitive. The woman who had been gossiping about Mochizuki Ri and Kurihara Saki just now said something that hit home:

"I don't know if it's my imagination...it felt like the two kids just had the tone of a mother-child conversation."

"I feel a bit like this too..."

"Do today's children like to get along like this?"

"I don't know. I don't understand what the current trend is at all."

Watching the figure of the boy and girl disappear completely.

The expressions of men and women in love also became quite subtle.

Almost in unison, the two adults complained like this:

"The gameplay is so unique for today's young people."

...........

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@Book title: "Pokémon Customs Evaluation Guide"

Introduction: Du Ruo was the first to be arrested. When he came back, he was notified that he was going to evaluate customs. As soon as he walked in, the Pokmon Ball was confiscated by the girls.

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