"That's right - Inari Sushi." The boy replied cheerfully, "There is oily tofu skin outside, and I have also made the sauce. Let's try it?"

"Then, I'm starting to move."

Sakurai picked up one with chopsticks and took a bite carefully.

The taste is salty and sweet at the mouth... The slightly sour vinegar rice is mixed with carrots, bamboo shoots and mushrooms, the refreshing ingredients are mixed with the oil of oil tofu, and then seasoned with sauce. The taste is very soft and has a strange sweetness.

"how?"

Take Yamamoto's voice came from above his head.

She raised her head, the black-haired boy was hunching his head, his brown eyes staring at her face without blinking.

"...Are you reading your mind through expressions, Yamamoto."

Take Yamamoto said "um" and stared at it with a serious expression: "Sakurai's expression was saying: 'It's delicious, let's have another one'."

"Since I guessed it, don't have to stare at me like that."

I feel like I am unable to digest it when I am staring at me during meals...

"Sorry, sorry~" the boy stood up and smiled, "But your reaction is also very important. After all, this is the first time I have done this."

Sakurai: "…so is the important guest a test piece? Condemn it."

The player was deceived!

"Hmm? No. It should be said, 'I studied the new dishes because I was an important customer'." Takeshi Yamamoto replied.

He stared at her for two seconds and laughed, "And... Sakurai, do you like it very much? My cooking."

“…”

No, can't refute...

Is Yamamoto's defense full? The attack is completely invalid.

Lost.

"…Yes.” Sakurai answered honestly, "The taste and taste are good... It's a great dish, thank you very much."

"Yoxi - the new product tastes good, add it to the menu."

"So it's really a tasting maker?"

"Hahaha! Don't care."

They mixed a few words, and Take Yamamoto stood up straight while the owner was staring at the shop owner, waved his hand at her: "Okay, I have to go and help. Please use it slowly, just tell me if you need it."

Sakurai's mother, who kept smiling, said: "Okay, thank you."

Sakurai's father, who was scolded by his daughter, had a stinking face: "...thank you."

The expression is a little more sincere, dad.

Fortunately, Yamamoto didn't care at all.

Sakurai looked at the other party's figure who was calm and greeting the guest, feeling that this guy's [conversation] might not be inferior to her skill level lv6.

Moreover, Uncle Yamamoto also has a superb swordsmanship.

Sakurai took a bite of sushi and fell into deep thought.

Well... try to make a good relationship, maybe she can get more combat effectiveness and skill proficiency.

...

A pleasant dinner lasted until 18:40.

It was the peak of dining, and the commercial street became more and more lively, and the vocals of fireworks also came to this quiet sushi restaurant, which inexplicably felt like it was quiet in the midst of the noise.

"Total 40,000 yen, Sakurai exclusive discount - 20,000 yen, thank you for your patronage."

Hearing this offer, Sakurai was a little surprised: "Is it so cheap?"

My mother gave her several times the budget.

"Hmm?" The handsome clerk boy looked at her curiously, "How much do you think you want?"

"If my parents and I have three... about 100,000?"

Take Yamamoto laughed out loud, "Do you appreciate my craft then? The high-end sushi restaurant in Tokyo is the price."

He held his cheek with one hand and half-squinted his eyes happily.

"Forget it, uncle and aunt, you are a customer who specializes in trying new dishes for me, and they use very cheap ingredients..."

"How to say it, Sakurai is easy to raise."

"It doesn't feel like I'm praising me..."

"I'm not saying bad things, I'll take your part... Oh, by the way." The black-haired boy put away the banknotes, suddenly as if he remembered something, took out a card and pushed it over, "This, accept it."

[Five-per-change card for the Shoot Sushi restaurant (exclusive to Sakurai): No limit on the number of use, present in the Yamamoto Shoot Sushi restaurant, you can enjoy a half-price discount.]

Unlimited usage times...?

She hesitated: "Yamamoto, this..."

"It's my dad's meaning."

“???”

Is their friendship so good?... I always feel that there is something inside.

Although she didn't ask questions, she expressed her questions in a tactful manner, which made Take Yamamoto laugh suddenly.

"Don't take it seriously, my dad didn't do this for my sake." He touched his chin and recalled, "The guest you recommended, Mr. Aaron, has helped my dad a lot."

"Mr. Aaron? Did he do anything?"

The husband's strength exploded and took over the entire kitchen? Helped clean the dead corners of the store? Or did he recommend a useful guy (knife)?

"Well... After Mr. Along came, his father became sneaky. One day he secretly came back with a metal box, very happy. When he was drunk, he said, 'Along's supply is really amazing'... It seems that he has become a good brother with Mr. Along."

The more you listen to Sakurai, the more numb he becomes.

This sounds suspicious no matter how you sound, it will be taken down by the police on the spot.

Think about Mr. Aaron's appearance in black clothes and black hat metal box, it looks like he doesn't look like a good person... Although she is used to it - what's wrong with Yamamoto's face without any gloom...

Is his acceptance so strong...?

The more she looked at the other person, the more she felt that his seemingly innocent eyes seemed to hide a teasing smile.

"..." Sakurai's eyes became sharp: "Yamamoto, do you actually know what's going on?"

"Ah... I'm seen."

The black-haired boy sighed in distress and smiled with one hand holding his chin.

"Actually, Mr. Aaron introduced a good supplier to my family. The man adopted 15 children, and fishing seemed to be just a side job, saying that he was looking for inspiration on the coast of the port... In short, the price is fair, and he can save a lot of money in the future... Well, I thought he could scare you."

Adopt ten or fifteen children...

Hei. Dao seems to have this kind of tradition. Maybe he was the brother of Dao in the past. After washing his hands, Jin Basin started fishing and making a living... It's so classic.

"After all, I'm a neighbor, and I'm already familiar with Mr. Aaron's style."

It wouldn't work to try to tease her with such suspicious words.

Sakurai said calmly: "Even if Mr. Aaron was carrying a metal box to sell handmade biscuits at the school gate and claimed that it was 'new product made of white powder (flour)', it wouldn't be shocked."

"Haha, that scene sounds bad! I feel like the Feng Discipline Committee will be very angry."

His interesting gaze froze on her face for two seconds, and he sighed in a low voice, "Well, isn't it really an illusion..."

"Um?"

The machine that printed the receipt began to operate, and the white paper was slowly spit out of the machine. The black-haired boy looked down at the machine, as if thinking about something. A few seconds later, he skillfully took the receipt and handed it over, and said easily:
Chapter completed!