After leaving the studio, Yu Murakami asked the two if there was a store they particularly wanted to visit.

The two said that they had been walking past a barbecue restaurant on a walk and had always wanted to try it, but it was just a bit far away.

"You can go if you want, it's nothing." Yu Murakami said.

So the three of them took the Toei Oedo Line, which was full of people, and wandered all the way to Ueno 4-chome, Taito Ward.

Yu Murakami knew that many of the stores in the island country were small, but it was the first time in his life that customers had to stand up to eat.

"It's normal, and many udon restaurants eat it standing up." Saori Onishi said very experiencedly.

"You have to see it."

As a third-level night view connoisseur, Saori Onishi has provided him with night views that he can visit before, but he has seen them all over intermittently.

Some are good, some are not bad, in short, there is a need to go on a trip.

He followed the two into the standing barbecue restaurant called {Jimaru Lang}.

On the wall of the entrance, a wooden sign hangs. The sign says the meat you can order today, as well as the price of each slice.

The waiter prepared a small grill for each person.

The chef in charge of sliced meat at the restaurant recommends the corresponding beef according to the preferences of the two girls.

Maybe it was because they looked good-looking, and took the initiative to tell the two how fat and thin they were mixed, which part of the beef this piece of meat was, how long it was roasted and the best taste, and the difference between light roasting and roasting over high fire, etc.

Yu Murakami, who was treated differently by the male chef, ordered half a glass of foamy beer, put a piece of A5-grade Wagyu beef on the grill, and listened to his eloquent conversation without saying a word.

This is generally true, but there are many exaggerations and inconsistencies.

Yu Murakami watched the foam gradually dissipate in the beer glass, turning the beef from time to time.

The grill in the store can't adjust the heat, so Yu Murakami can only use tongs to sandwich the beef, and this method can achieve the desired effect.

The half-fat, half-lean Wagyu beef is turned over at the right time, sometimes vertically, sometimes horizontally, sometimes pressed, sometimes volleyed, as if playing.

When the red meat is densely covered with white fat, as if it is about to melt, and when the outer layer is burnt, Yu Murakami sandwiches the meat into his own plate.

"Senior, there's still blood on it." Saori Onishi had eaten raw beef, but she had never seen one with blood, and she was disgusted and cautious at this time.

"That's old." The chef said, "The outer layer is slightly charred, and the best time for the taste is missed." But at the level of ordinary guests, it is already considered powerful. This guest often bakes his own food, right? ”

"yes." Yu Murakami nodded.

The chef smiled, "It might be better to reduce the time of edge sealing next time." Of course, baked like this, the taste is already very good. ”

"Thank you."

"Huh? Can you really eat it with blood? At the very least, the blood must be roasted, right? Saori Onishi asked.

"You can taste it, it's absolutely delicious." The chef pointed to Yu Murakami's beef.

"Well, I'll taste it."

Saori Onishi unceremoniously took the beef, and under the guidance of the chef, dipped it in the sauce.

"Hmm!" Saori Onishi's eyes widened, her left hand was in front of her mouth, and the expression on her face was even more exaggerated, "It's delicious!" It's really delicious! ”

"yes." The chef smirked, "If it's the first time you're roasting, I can help you." ”

"What to do... This barbecue is really delicious... But I'd rather do it myself. ”

"I say the method, the guests will operate it themselves, how about it?"

"This is good! Sorry for your help! ”

"What about this guest? Need help? The chef said to Mizurai.

"Huh? Oh, yes. Shui Lai looked backstage and said to herself, "Why don't you bring my rice yet?" How to eat barbecue without rice! ”

Yu Murakami was relieved.

He said to the waiter passing by:

"Do you have ice, please? I need some. ”

The waiter was very surprised, and quickly looked at Yu Murakami's table, but he didn't see the black cup in the store that put ice cubes.

He hurriedly apologized.

"I'm sorry, guest, but we will definitely come with a glass of ice cubes when you order beer, please forgive me!"

"It's okay," Yu Murakami drank some of the full beer to make room for the ice cubes, "it's just right now, and it's going to melt sooner." ”

"I'm so sorry!"

When the waiter came again, he gave him a glass of ice cubes, a slice of Nagasaki Wagyu beef for 280 yen, and a serving of lettuce.

The lettuce was taken away by Saori Onishi.

"Why is it that I bake it either very oily or dry? Obviously, the predecessors roasted casually, and they were all delicious. ”

Yu Murakami looked at her plate, half of the noodles were blackened and half of the beef was still raw, and sighed:

"It's not easy to bake like this."

"Senior, I just ate a piece of your bake, I'll give you this piece. I haven't touched it, please~"

Saori Onishi respectfully placed the beef on the Murakami Yoo plate, even if it was casually thrown on the grill, it was better than this.

Yu Murakami cut off the charred ones and put them on the grill with the uncooked ones, chewing on the ice cubes in his mouth and making a "cluck" sound.

"Waiter, please bring me another bowl of rice!" Mizulai prayed for the barbecue as a dish, and ate it very happily.

Three people, more than 20 plates of meat, rice, and beer, cost a total of nearly 6,000 yen.

Out of this Lishi barbecue restaurant, the two immediately fell in love with the Italian ice cream on the opposite door.

They paid for it themselves.

"Senior, do you want to eat? I can have a treat. ”

"Forget it."

After the two of them finished eating, the three of them sat on the Oedo Line again, which finally had a seat.

Along the way, Saori Onishi was talking about how delicious the beef was, and the gravy was so full that it lingered between her lips and teeth, which was the ultimate meaning of barbecue.

“...... Only the piece of meat that the senior grilled. Hmph, that chef must be just a master of theory. ”

"Don't say that to others. People are very enthusiastic. "It's just that you're too stupid." ”

"Not really!"

......

Mizurai thinks that Saori Onishi is stupid, and takes the initiative to say good things because Murakami Yu has a treat tonight.

And Saori Onishi insists that she is telling the truth, and she is by no means a sycophant person - except for taking the initiative to buy drinks.

"Inori, have you forgotten, the food made by our seniors that we ate at the family restaurant! Didn't you say it was delicious? ”

"Cooking and barbecue are two different things. Saori, you just admit that you don't have a talent for barbecue. I won't dislike you. I can bake it for you later. ”

"You ......" Saori Onishi couldn't say her best friend, "senior! Tell Inori the truth! ”

"People have to be self-aware, Onishi."

"Look!" Shui Laiqi put his hands together.

The two of them, who had been arguing all the way, got off the train halfway, and Yu Murakami, who stayed on the train, felt like the world was suddenly quiet.

"Hum~"

Concave sauce: When will Brother Yu come back

Murakami: About twenty minutes

Concave sauce: On the way back, I had trouble bringing potato chips at the convenience store

Concave sauce: Calbee's lightly salted potato chips

Concave sauce: 3 bags

Murakami: Okay

Calbee's lightly salted potato chips are made only from potatoes from Hokkaido.

Last year, when the scenery came, the potato production decreased, and Sakura also talked about those who bought potato chips.

I don't know if Yoshima Sato has learned to drive, and whether he has a driver's license.

"Hum~"

Concave sauce: Suzune-san says she wants strawberry cake and pistachios

Concave sauce: Sister Zhu wants seaweed

Concave sauce: Sister Aiyi is oden, emphasizing: There must be rice cake lucky bags, and there is more soup

Murakami: The takeaway fee is 1,000 yen

Concave-chan: Brother Yu, you won 10 million yen, don't be so stingy

How many people will use this 10 million as an excuse? How much more will he lose?

He has experienced the truth on which the blessings and woes depend.

Maybe another day, he will go to the casino and lose all his money, and it will be a problem to eat, and he can also use this as a reason to ask them to do something.

On second thought, this may not be realistic.

It's the same gambling, people smile at people who win money, even if it's preachy, it's just out of habit;

But for those who have lost money, not only will they not sympathize, but they will also smash the lesson on you like a dam bursting.

What will they say?

[Dongshan is afraid that he will touch his stomach again, and say that the milk powder money is gone;

"You're yours, Murakami." The corners of Miss Sakura's mouth twitched, and a look of disgust appeared on her face: "Don't take money in the future, I'll give you watermelon card money every month, and use it for everything." ”

"Murakami-kun, come here." Ai Nakano stared at him, sighed helplessly for a long time, and said softly, "Don't have a next time." I really can't help you. ”

Saori Onishi's words ......】

"Next stop, Big Wood Academy, Big Wood Academy."

Yu Murakami stopped thinking indiscriminately.

got out of the car, signed the script used for the live broadcast of "Wrong Place", and gave it to the female fans who followed him all the way.

With a wave of his hand, he walked out of the platform without saying a word.

Without the dry wind at the tram stop, his mood brightened up a little.

I went to the Lawson convenience store near Sakuraso.

Yu Murakami entered the store and glanced at the cake section, where there was an office worker in a suit and a shoulder bag who had just gotten off work and was picking it out.

He turned around and went to the snack area, where he quickly picked up the chips, seaweed, and pistachios.

I looked at it, and the office worker was still there, leaning back slightly at this time, as if he was looking at the bottom cake.

Yu Murakami went to get the oden again. The office worker is still there.

He had no choice but to walk to the cake area, which was only open to one person.

The office worker heard the footsteps, glanced at him, held the shoulder bag in his left hand, and quickly took the pineapple bread at the bottom.

After standing up, he bowed apologetically to Murakami and quickly went to settle the bill.

Go back to Sakuraso and give them something.

In return, Yu Murakami gets a packet of potato chips, a small bag of seaweed, a roll sausage from oden, and a handful of pistachios.

A few people seemed to be hungry and couldn't wait to eat.

Yu Murakami put aside the potato chips, ate the seaweed and roll sausages, and lay on the tatami mats, one by one, slowly peeling the pistachios.

"Murakami-kun," Ai Nakano ate kelp, "Tomorrow is Sou-chan's birthday, what gift did you buy?" ”

"Gifts?"

"Didn't you buy it?"

"I just didn't go. Let's just say I'm sick. Yu Murakami crushed a very hard pistachio.

"How's that going to work! Say it's good to go! ”

Yu Murakami threw the fruit into her mouth and looked at Higashiyama: after she finished saying what she had just said, she took one side of the seaweed in her mouth again, and slowly sipped the seaweed into her mouth like a paper shredder.

"You can't go empty-handed, can you?" He said.

"Murakami, this is for you." Miss Sakura handed him a pistachio with all the shells closed.

"Well, hmm, send one, hmm, parrot, right?" Higashiyama speaks with seaweed in his mouth.

"Parrots?"

"yes," Higashiyama pushed all the seaweed into his mouth with his index finger, "give one that can speak Pokémon lines." I like Pokémon the most, and I must like it very much. ”

"That's good." Ai Nakano took a small bite of the lucky bag, and the rice cake inside flowed out, forming a pointed point at the bottom.

Under the living room light, the white rice cake looks like a bright scimitar.

"The parrot is in the store, so it's okay to give it to Sakura, so how can you give it to someone else casually." Murakami rubbed his hard pleasure, thinking about whether to crush it directly or pretend that he couldn't eat it.

"And what are you going to give, Murakami-kun?" Nakano Ai's mouth is connected to the bottom of the rice cake and the "scimitar" is bitten off.

"Murakami, well, this is for you too." Miss Sakura handed over another pistachio with barely a slit in the shell.

"Book it."

Yu Murakami remembered that last time, he mentioned "Unmet Love" to Risa Taneda.

It just so happened that there was a set of publishing houses in the living room, which had not been opened so far, so I saved the time to buy it tomorrow.

Yu Murakami put down the whole pistachio in his hand, walked to the cabinet, and pulled out "The Love That Won't Come" in a pile of magazines.

Brushed off a little dust from the cover, flipped through it, and it was no different from a new one.

"Books... Well... Seed sauce is a fan of the game, and may not like it. Higashiyama said.

Yu Murakami holds the latest volume of "Unexpected Love" in his hand, and the cover character is Miss Sakura's new work - the protagonist walks into the distance with a resolute face, and the people around him whisper to him.

In this volume, the protagonist became popular because of his appearance in "Sword Art Online", and his acting skills were criticized by the audience.

After arguing with the audience on Twitter, the conflict broke out completely after saying {Say I can, but say that Haruka Tomatsu can never forgive}.

The office is hidden, and life is in trouble.

In the middle of the volume, in the middle of the night, I asked Shimazaki Nobunaga to drink and get drunk.

When I got home in the evening, I even had plans to return to Hokkaido without telling anyone and see if I could get a job as an auto mechanic.

But the next day, when I woke up, nothing happened.

Occasionally, I received a call from my agent and went to a certain set to act as a minion.

I had no money, and because I took care of my voice actor's job, I couldn't find a suitable part-time job, so I had to work as a helper in a paint shop.

The hourly wage is very good, much better than delivering newspapers, but my head has been drowsy with the letter in the store, like a rotten machine.

It's so painful to survive spring, summer, and autumn.

When the leaves turn yellow but do not fall easily, the agent called and said:

[Finally got an audition from a main character.] Be sure to prepare by all means! ]

The name of the animation is "Game Life".

In order to keep a clear head, I quit my job at the paint shop and got a job at a record store.

It's a very easy job, and the only thing to pay attention to is to take care of the records.

Whenever this happens, special care is taken: remove the record from the sheath and do not let your fingers touch the fine lines; Use a small brush to remove dust from the stylus; Suck one side with a microvacuum cleaner......

The store manager always says, "It's like you're taking care of a fortress made of sand.] ]

But the store manager didn't increase that meagre hourly rate.

In addition to this part-time job where you can't save money, it's just to hone your acting skills.

......

[On Sunday, wash your clothes and dry them.]

It's been a long time since I've been out of the house because I'm working part-time.

Walking on the streets of Tokyo, you can't spend a penny, and you don't have a penny to spend on walking around alone.

"Hum~"

After waiting for a long time on the phone, it came out unexpectedly and unexpectedly.

[Matsuoka!] The audition has passed! You can play the main role again! ]

[Ah, I see.] Great work. ]

On the other side of the phone, it is the agent's advice, congratulations, and encouragement......

I looked up at the streets of Tokyo, which were full of people.

At the end of 2013, I made up my mind:

In the future, no matter what happens, no matter what others say, I will remain unmoved and be myself.

Also, never sympathize with yourself. 】

“...... Murakami-kun, let's change it, you may not like to read. ”

Yu Murakami woke up from the book, looked at Higashiyama who insisted on himself, and raised the book in his hand:

"No, that's it."

I'm going to be firm too, Yugo Murakami.

——————

On Sunday, July 12, it was sunny and the highest temperature was 31 degrees, and several young women in Sakurazhuang went out with umbrellas.

When Yu Murakami gave the book to Risa Taneda, she asked:

"Is it about love?"

"No, it's a dream."

"Really, you forgot what I told you? I only believe in love. ”

"Yes."

“...... But you sent it, I'll take a look. ”

"Don't force yourself to do things you don't like. Making others feel embarrassed is something I try to avoid. ”

"Living in the world is inherently reluctant. Being forced by you is an indispensable part of my heart. ”

Murakami smiled and said, "Happy birthday to you." ”

"Thank you."

The peerless beauty Risa Taneda lifted her beautiful black hair, and it seems that she has recently gone to pull it up - the ends of her hair are a little different from those when I met Haodeji Temple.

A few people played in Odaiba all day.

Legoland Discovery Park, Seaside Park, and Fuji TV sightseeing, and the "Statue of Liberty" for photos.

While walking in the seaside park, Miss Sakura pauses and joins Yuu Murakami, who is at the end of the road, to form a parasol.

With his slender index finger, he pointed to Tokyo Bay and said:

"Familiar?"

The umbrella was raised, and a ray of sunlight kissed Miss Sakura's excessively white face.

The delicate little face was dyed a faint yellow, like a warm light.

A breeze blowing from Tokyo Bay ruffled her short hair.

Murakami looked at her leisurely, didn't say anything, and helped her comb her hair that was messed up.

The fingertips touched her skin, and a faint warmth flowed through the hearts of the two.

During this time, Miss Sakura looked at him motionlessly.

The two continued to walk behind the group.

"Murakami, do you know what I'm thinking right now?" Sakura asked.

"I don't know." Murakami said.

"Just now, when you stroked my hair, I thought it would be nice if you could kiss me."

"In the case of so many people?"

"Think about it. If you dare to do that, I'm going to hit someone with my backhand. ”

"Hit them?"

"Hit you!"

"It's good that I didn't kiss."

"I want to hit you right now, and I want to sink you into Tokyo Bay."

"Then I suggest that Aunt Zhishen bring more people."

"No, I don't."

"Oh?"

"I will burst out with all my strength with the determination to die, and then sink with you in my arms."

"I'm a pretty good swimmer." Yu Murakami said.

Miss Sakura glared at him:

"Then I'll jump myself! You're always coming to save me, aren't you? When the time comes, I will deliberately make trouble, so that you will not survive. ”

"I save you, you do this? Not authentic, right? ”

"What is authentic or not, what does it have to do with me! For girls, fairness, justice, honesty, and all good morals don't matter! Romance and happiness are the most important things! ”

"Kill me to make you happy?"

"Nope." Miss Sakura said, "It makes me feel romantic to die with you. ”

"There is romance, why do you have to die?"

"The two of us hugged each other tightly, the kind of hug that no one could break free. When the police fished up our bodies and saw that they couldn't keep the bodies intact, they separated us, and then the two of us were buried together. ”

"Hmm."

"Of course, it's not the best ending."

"Tell me."

"The police couldn't separate us, and then called the guys who were engaged in chemistry and asked them to embalm us, formalin, formaldehyde, all of them."

"Formalin is formaldehyde."

Miss Sakura deflects the umbrella and exposes Yu Murakami to the sun.

"After doing a good job of embalming, put us in the museum again."

"Huh?"

"Or put it on the edge of this Tokyo Bay, put a merit box, and couples will come to make a wish when they are together."

"How do you divide the money in the merit box?"

"Let the homeless, the children passing by, the people who forgot to bring their money when they go out, anyone can take it. But it will definitely be taken away in advance by the people who soaked us in formalin. ”

"This group of people is really bad."

"That's right!"

......

In the evening, I went to ride the Ferris wheel of the city of the palette and sang.

When everyone returned to Sakuraso, they remembered that they had said that they had a delicious edamame dinner this week.

That night, Risa Taneda called.

"You wrote this book, right?"

"yes." Yu Murakami did not deny it.

"I'll just say. What Aiyi, Sakura, Higashiyama, and the animation of the protagonist's dubbing are also dubbed by you. ”

"Okay, right?"

"Make do with it. The whole article is talking about the industry and acting.,Either it's which convenience store has a big discount.,If it's not for the voice actor.,Plus you wrote it.,I really can't stand it.。 ”

"Hmm."

"By the way, when am I coming up?"

"Huh? What the? ”

"We've worked together so much, I'm definitely going to play, right?"

"I'm writing, not copying reality."

"Remember to write me beautifully."

"Oh-"

"I especially like the last sentence of the latest volume: never sympathize with yourself."

"I like it too. I'm still re-reading it today. ”

"What's next for the main character?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know? You're the author! ”

"I'm just the author of today and the past, and for the future, you have to ask me about the future. Now let me say, it's also inexplicable. If you say it, you may have changed it halfway through when you wrote it, and this kind of thing is common. ”

"Then you can tell me about the general idea, a sentence or two, this is always okay, right?"

"The protagonist hasn't spoken to people much in almost a year, and I'm going to start from that. But specifically, there is no comment at this time. ”

"No comment? You haven't thought of it yet, right? ”

"Yes."

"Haha." Risa Taneda's hearty laughter came from the other side of the phone, "I like the gift very much." See you on the set tomorrow. ”

"See you tomorrow."