Chapter 12: A Bowl of Noodles at Sixty

Until the bell rang for the end of the school club activities, the ministry did not welcome a fourth person as usual.

Yubihama is not familiar enough to come to the ministry every day, or she only crossed paths with Yukishita and Hikiya yesterday, and the three of them are not familiar with each other now, but he deduces from the plot he knows that a week after the commission should be when Hibin joins the group, that is, after this small long vacation.

"You've worked hard," she said politely at the end of the last activity of the month, as the head of the club, after the bell rang, "Then I'll go first." ”

"Goodbye."

“bye。”

After Takeshita Himi and Hikiya answered the meaning of goodbye almost at the same time, Hikiya also picked up his bag when he left the door under the snow and left.

Society is developing, people's living habits are becoming more and more in the direction of fast pace, and those who cannot keep up with this rhythm are not eliminated but are also living at the bottom.

It can be said that the life he longs for is the kind of leisurely life of lazily reclining on a rattan chair under the noon tree, a pot of tea, a few bags of snacks, and a breeze blowing.

Although I can't achieve it, I am slowing down the pace of my life after work, and my habits for many years have not changed here.

is not like those traverser predecessors, who were originally just ordinary people who changed their IQ from normal to demonic after crossing, and they did not have a skill to become proficient in all eighteen martial arts.

So now he still likes the slow pace of life, the end bell has already sounded, and he is still sitting in the chair, not looking like he wants to get up and clean up and go home. The door wasn't closed when Hikiya left, so there was wind in the classroom.

The wind carried the pure smell of the spring trees filtered in the wind, if it wasn't too late, he would have wanted to sleep here, this kind of atmosphere, a sleep is the most comfortable. But it's okay to sit back and enjoy this time that you didn't know how to enjoy.

"Hey, hey, that student," the faint light of the street lamp outside the window shone into the dim classroom, and at the door of the classroom, the teacher on duty took a flashlight to shine at the dark shadow by the window, "Don't sleep, it's late, the door on the first floor is closing, hurry home." ”

"Ahh Blowing in the wind, Takeshita Icemi, who had only planned to sit for a while, fell asleep on the table unconsciously, squinting his eyes that had not yet fully adapted to the light shining from the flashlight, and shaking his hands that were numb from falling asleep.

Then he lifted the bag on the table behind him, put the library book pressed at the bottom, and walked out of the classroom that was about to be empty.

The attendance teacher watched as he left the classroom and descended the stairs, patrolling room by room to see if there were any students stranded in the school, before locking the school building.

I didn't expect to fall asleep, but I slept so comfortably, this should be the most comfortable sleep after crossing over. At this time, it was almost 7 o'clock in the evening, the street lights were lit on the roadside, the doors and windows of the buildings began to light one after another, and people who had been busy all day returned to their homes one after another.

It's the first time I've seen it for so long and leave school so late, so I didn't walk back today, and walked to the station, just on the Keiyo Line, which can be taken at a station near his home.

Walking into the carriage, the carriage was not full, after all, this time period is not the peak period for getting off work, so I found a vacant seat to sit down. The seats are not forward-facing, but are backed by windows and facing the middle aisle, which is perpendicular to the direction in which the train is going.

Therefore, after he sat down, his body turned slightly to the front, and his eyes were also in the direction of the car, so that the scenery slowly retreated with himself as a reference, rather than sitting vertically and flashing by, which was less dizzy.

When the bus arrives at the station, there is a broadcast tone, so it is not easy to miss the station. If the location of the general martial arts university he attended is far from the city center, then the high-end apartment he lives in now can be regarded as close to the city center.

And the closer to the city center, the more prosperous this is the immutable theorem, not only the road is wider, but also the high-rise buildings, the shops on both sides are prosperous, bookstores, cafes, game halls, shopping malls, etc.

He hasn't seen the city of Chiba City many times at night, and he basically stays in the apartment at night, and he is not keen on hanging out, let alone going out without the company of his friends. It's not like most people are in a new environment and you have to walk around and take some photos or something.

Walking in front of this kind of multi-faceted shop street, he also looked around with a novel mentality, although he had to pass by every time, but it was in the morning, and not all the businesses were open at that time.

Pedestrians are basically in a hurry in the morning, how can they put down the busyness of the day like now, and don't have to worry about being late for class and going to work. The scenery in the morning can be dazzling with the neon decorations at night.

I won't go back to cook my own food today, I can eat outside.

Counting the time, he planned to settle it outside. Looking around, he looked a little further away from the high-end establishments to see if there was anything like a snack street.

He is not familiar with this area, not enough with previous experience, places like the snack street are relatively far away from the direction of that kind of high-end service places, and it is generally not wrong to follow this line of thought.

Although delicious food is not necessarily only in the snack street, and there must be high-end restaurants, he is not used to running to that kind of place alone in order to fill his stomach for a meal, and he is not used to coming now.

As I walked and searched, there was a strange smell mixed with many smells in the air.

Ah, found it.

After a series of gourmet shops, he finally chose a ramen restaurant and walked in. Well, the name of the ramen restaurant is ordinary, Chiba ramen, a very common name.

There are 6 tables on each side of the store, with 4 people on one side and 2 people on the other. But it was not full, he took a look, and there were more students as guests. Normally, people don't like to share tables, but there were many tables in the store, so he found an empty table and sat down.

After he picked up the menu on the table, a girl who looked like a junior high school student walked over, probably the manager's daughter, "What do you need?" She asked.

"Let's have a bowl of barbecued pork ramen." The dishes on the menu were unfamiliar to him, so he ordered one that he had heard a lot.

"Okay, please wait." The daughter of the store manager who helped said politely.

While waiting, he took a good look at the ramen restaurant again, and sure enough, it was as clean and tidy as his first impression. At the two-person table to his right, three pairs of students who looked like lovers were invisibly embroidered with affection.

This school uniform, there is a pair of them from the same school, but looking at the color of the ribbon, it is actually a first-grade, how long has it been since school started. Uh, thinking of this, Takeshita Bingmi suddenly remembered that this is a three-semester system, and he transferred from the first semester, and it has been almost 1 month since the start of school.

In this way, it seems to be normal, the culture here is relatively open, and even middle school students have begun to fall in love, not to mention high school students. In youth, isn't everything that happens in youth a manifestation of youth?

After thinking about it for a while, the noodles he ordered were brought up, the white soup base, and the top five large round barbecued pork were placed in the style of 5 tubes. Before eating, I took a sip of the soup, which was rich and delicious, and then I started to eat the handmade noodles.

Why did he know that it was handmade, because he could see the boss performing ramen tricks there the whole time. It does taste much more elastic than what is produced by the machine.

After eating the noodles, he paid a fee of 950 yen, and according to the exchange rate he later found out and the neighboring countries, he ate about 60 RMB for this meal, if he didn't know that the price and income calculation standards on both sides were different, he could definitely say that this was the most expensive noodles he had ever eaten.

After paying, he left the snack street, looked at the time, and wondered if he would be able to go out at night, but he hadn't done a good job here. But just after eating, he has a habit of not wanting to move when he is full, and he is also a little lazy, thinking about it.