Out of the door, Takeshita Kusaoke, who followed the route told by Miyuki Kitagawa, walked side by side with Mika Hinata. Writing, Fun, and Pavilion www.biquge.info On this short journey, there is zero communication between the father and daughter. It's not that he doesn't want to say it, but he really can't find anything to say to her for a while. After a short time, they walked to the barbecue restaurant called Miki.

Takeshita Kusa and Hinata Mika, who entered the front and back feet, were led by a young waitress and walked to an empty table and sat opposite each other. It is a very civilian rotisserie. There are no private rooms, only a lobby. The big guys sit around a table in groups of three or five, gulping cold beer from a large glass on one side, chattering and noisy on the other, and then roasting the most ordinary ingredients.

Although Takeshita Kusaoji took the menu delivered to him by the waiter, he didn't look at it, after all, he had a full belly, and he didn't care about eating and drinking. He just wanted to talk and chat with his daughter alone, so as to promote the relationship between father and daughter.

"Today, you've just arrived and you're not quite ready. The time is too rushed, and you will be settled. Tomorrow, I'll take you to eat some of Osaka's best food. Wearing big pants and a shirt, Takeshita Kusashi wore a pair of slippers on his feet, and he didn't trim them. The sense of immediacy he gives to others is not at all a national writer who has won two Nobel Prizes in Literature, but a wastewood man who is spiritually decadent, has no pursuit, eats and drinks and waits for death. If he hadn't looked young, at the age of forty-five, he would have belonged to a tragic uncle who was middle-aged and unemployed.

Mika Hinata, who knew that she didn't need to be polite to him, didn't dislike such a place, but generously nodded everything she wanted to eat. Even if you can't eat it, you have to taste the taste. She didn't spend the money of a strange uncle. The money he spends is his own father's.

The waiter who memorized the things that the guests needed, and spontaneously gave birth to a feeling of good cabbage for the pig. For this reason, I didn't feel too sorry, but I didn't feel weird. Life in Osaka Prefecture is not as stressful as in Tokyo, but it is not small. What's more, in the current materialistic society, how many beautiful young girls can withstand the temptation of various realities and the hardships of part-time work? In Japan, there are not a few girls from poor families who have no intention of studying after the second year of junior high school. In their view, there is nothing wrong with using one's youth for a timely realization.

Before leaving, the young waiter looked up at Takeshita Grass Mustard again, and asked casually, "Do you need a glass of our restaurant's special aphrodisiac wine?" After other customers drank it, the word of mouth was good. ”

"Thanks, I don't need anything like that. You can just serve me a glass of chilled sour plum juice. Hearing this, Takeshita Kusaoke, who was almost speechless, has already given the other party a meal that is not a father and daughter having dinner together, but a little girl and an adult man before going to the hotel.

"There's no need to be embarrassed. Don't you really want to give it a try? I assure you that the wine is absolutely good. If not, you can come here tomorrow and beat me up. "The young waiter who worked hard to sell was not for his sake, but for the sake of it, thinking that it would bring him a high salary.

"I'm really, really, really, I don't need the kind of wine you say. Even if you drink it, it's the same as not drinking it. I might as well tell you the truth, I was born with a short, child-like shape, and I was completely inadequate. You're a man, you know? With a serious expression, he even pretended to be extremely painful, so as to say his unspeakable Takeshita mustard, only to use a killer weapon to deal with this young waiter who was quite entangled.

The young waiter, who was stunned for a moment, then unpleasant, turned his head and turned to leave, even if he didn't believe what he said, he completely understood what he meant. It's the first time I've met such a strange man. Instead of asking for trouble, it is better not to provoke the other party.

Mika Hinata, who didn't feel funny at all, became serious. When the word "Dad" reached the side of her mouth, she had to swallow this title back, after all, she really couldn't say it. Even if the man sitting across from her was indeed her biological father, it would be impossible for the individual to follow.

"I've read Steve Jobs. After Lisa was born, Jobs refused to recognize the daughter under various pretexts. My mother raised me alone, and although we were not wealthy, we were happy under my mother's warm care. My dad was rich and prestigious, and I later learned that he wasn't dead, and that he existed. Do you recognize me, or do you not recognize me? Mika Hinata, who has always studied at a prestigious local school in Kyoto, first quoted a passage from the book, and then stared at him deadly.

"I don't have the slightest hint of unwanted recognition of you. When I knew you existed, I wanted to see you for a long time. However, I am afraid that the sudden intervention of the individual will not only not help you, but will also disrupt your life. So, I've always been secretly concerned about your growth. There was no smile, and Takeshita Kusaoke, who had a serious expression, said solemnly.

"That's good. I have come to you in person, not for anything else, but to be able to write under you. And Pan told the Hinata Mika he was thinking in his heart, and his tone more or less carried the state of the attack of the second disease.

didn't directly promise, but the Takeshita grass mustard, who was silent, has never accepted a second disciple since Nanno Shuichi committed suicide. On the one hand, I am really reluctant to accept apprentices, and on the other hand, the requirements are very strict, so I can't find potential people who meet my personal wishes.

"We'll talk about that another day. You fill your stomach first, and then I'll take you to the nearby mall to buy something. You want any designer clothes, shoes, bags, everything, I'll buy it for you. In this regard, Takeshita is particularly principled, and even if he deeply feels that he is personally indebted to her, he will not make compromises and concessions. For this reason, not only was Kitagawa Miyuki not able to officially worship within his door walls, but even his favorite youngest daughter, Kitagawa Mina, did not become his official disciple. He didn't want to be endlessly entangled with Meijia because of this one thing, so he suddenly used a small trick of lure to change the topic. (To be continued.) )