"All in all," the yellow-haired man said in a big way, and finally made a final conclusion, "Kyoto people... To be honest, Kyoto people really... People really can't do it..."

Takuya Aramura remained silent the whole time.

He doesn't refute, he's not from Kyoto anyway...

"Okay!" The fat man was satisfied, and put the microphone to Takuya Aramura's mouth again, "This gentleman from Kyoto, do you have anything else to say?" ”

Takuya Aramura glanced at the yellow-haired man, pointed into the microphone and said, "Osaka people, it's really hard enough, no matter what, come on." ”

The yellow-haired man's face instantly turned dark, black with purple, purple with red, red with red... It's wonderful.

Seeing this, Takuya Aramura shrugged his shoulders twice indifferently.

Although he is not from Kyoto, and what the yellow-haired man says can't hurt him, but no matter what, his body has also been in college in Kyoto for a few years, and Kyoto is his third hometown, so there's nothing wrong with helping to talk and counteract, right? 塏

The interview continues... During this period, the yellow-haired man attacked and condemned the people of Kyoto from various angles, while Takuya Aramura always had a calm face and hit the highest damage with the shortest words...

Fifteen minutes later, the visit ended.

"Thank you very much!" The fat man bowed to each of them, and before leaving, he stuffed something into Takuya Aramura's hand.

After the program team walked away with the camera, Takuya Aramura and the yellow-haired man stood in place, you looked at me, I looked at you, looking at each other.

Takuya Aramura: "..."

Yellow-haired man: "..."

The atmosphere is awkward... 塏

After looking at each other like this and not saying a word for a minute, the yellow-haired man spoke, "Hey... That one... Kyoto people..."

Takuya Aramura felt that his tone of voice was not very friendly, his hands were in his pockets of his clothes, and his steps unconsciously took two steps back, "What's the matter?" ”

"Hey, hey, am I that fierce?" The yellow-haired man was dissatisfied, "You're too defensive of me!" ”

Takuya Aramura's gaze swept across his face.

At first glance, it looks fierce, but if you look closely... It's still fierce...

Although it is not good to judge people by their appearance, he still can't say things like "No, I think you are very kind" with a clear conscience...

Seeing that Takuya Aramura was still full of vigilance, a few black lines appeared on the yellow-haired man's forehead, "Forget it... Don't worry, it's true that I hate Kyoto people, but I haven't reached the point where I have to go up and look for trouble when I meet a Kyoto person..."

"Yes..."Takuya Aramura's wariness did not lose half a point.

The yellow-haired man didn't care anymore and asked casually, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm going to eat..."Takuya Aramura was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized something.

Dine... Wait a minute... Didn't the program team just say that they would invite themselves to dinner... Why are all the people running away now?

Then he remembered what the fat man had stuffed into his hand, and took it out of his pocket and looked down.

It's a ticket... It reads [Hanakiya Ramen Shop Limited Time Free Coupon]...

Hehe... It's called a feast... Ramen... 塏

Take another look.

A full day has passed since the offer on the coupon...

Okay... In fact, even ramen is reluctant to be invited...

This program group is also outrageous enough... It's okay to provoke regional contradictions... Also engaged in fraud...

Takuya Aramura, who originally thought that he had saved money for a meal, sighed in his heart and shook his head a few times.

Whatever it is... Eat your own money at your own expense ... Nothing to lose...

"Hey." The yellow-haired man raised his chin at Takuya Aramura, "If you want to eat, don't go into this food street." "Huh

"Why?" Takuya Aramura was a little puzzled, "Could it be that the people on this street also hate Kyoto people?" ”

"You people in Kyoto don't hate it..."The yellow-haired man muttered quietly, and then said: "The reason is not this, mainly because this street is specially used to trap outsiders, and we Osaka people will not go, if you don't know how to bargain, it's best not to go." ”

"Can you still bargain in the food court?"

"Lonely and unheard, where can't we bargain in Osaka?"

"Hmm... It seems to be the same, after all, it's Osaka..."

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry." Takuya Aramura apologized to the yellow-haired man, "I didn't mean to offend Osaka, but thank you for reminding me." "Huh

As he spoke, he asked another question: "Then where can you eat without being cheated without haggling?" ”

"Whoa." The yellow-haired man pointed to an old path on the right, "It's good over there, Osaka's famous takoyaki, obanyaki and so on, and the price is fair." ”

"Thank you." Takuya Aramura bowed his head in thanks, walked in the direction he pointed, and dropped a sentence by the way, "Osaka people are still very good, and I will tell you that I am not from Kyoto." ”

"How about the people of Osaka still use you, a Kyoto person... Belch... Huh? The yellow-haired man's eyes widened suddenly, "No, no, no... Not from Kyoto!? ”

"I didn't say I was from Kyoto." Takuya Aramura didn't have to look back.

The yellow-haired man opened his mouth and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

That's right... This guy didn't say he was from Kyoto... 塏

Takuya Aramura, who didn't say he was from Kyoto, but was asked if he was from Kyoto, but he didn't bother to explain, paced down the trail, looking east and west, looking for food that interested him.

Forty minutes later, Takuya Aramura walked into a shopping street called "Osaka Style" with a box of takoyaki in his hand.

As he walked, he suddenly saw a shop on the side of the street with two pairs of armor in front of his house.

He took a few steps closer and looked at the two armors.

The whole pair is made of a large area of red leather.

The other is black, made mainly of rattan and bamboo.

Looking at it, he looked at the sign of the store. 塏

"Hideyoshiya".

There is also a string of small words next to it: "The home of armor making that has been inherited for nearly 500 years".

It seems to be a shop that sells armor.

Suddenly, Takuya Aramura inexplicably remembered that Uchida Jun seemed to have always wanted a pair of armor, and when she was filming shows in Huaguo before, she often followed her ass and asked where the armor of the Three Kingdoms period of Huaguo was sold.

He didn't know where to buy it, but now he came across it unexpectedly, although it wasn't the armor of the Three Kingdoms period of China, but presumably Uchida Junli would also be more interested.

Middle two disease, as long as it is a pair of armor and the shape is not ugly, it is estimated that he will not refuse.

With this in mind, Takuya Aramura took two photos of the two armors, moved into the store, took out his phone from his clothes pocket, and sent the two photos to Junri Uchida with Line. 塏

Deserted Village: [Picture]

Deserted Village: [Picture]

Aramura: I came across a shop in Osaka that sells armor.

Aramura: I want to buy a pair for you, but I don't know what Uchida-san likes?

Aramura: If you have time, I'll reply to a message.

Aramura: If I don't have time, I'll pick a pair.

After sending the message, Takuya Aramura also pressed the screen off button on his mobile phone and measured the store. 塏

Well... There's not much to say, nothing but armor is armor... No, there are also some weapons, from the big naginata, the Notai sword, to the small ribs, shuriken, everything, it's just a living arsenal, if it were in ancient Japan, this room of things might be enough to fight a small battle between the daimyo...

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