The boring and neurotic work is over.

Uchida Mari looked up at the small sun above his head, the sky was a little overcast, although it was not raining, but the sky was a little dim, and there was a faint feeling that the mountain rain was coming.

The girl touched her belly, and the image of the bento being knocked over before the broadcast began.

She turned her head to look at the teenager behind her who was still buying a drink from the vending machine.

"Would you like to lose the bet, Chihara Junior, do you want to eat ramen?"

"Miss Uchida's treat?"

"It's not impossible."

She sighed lightly, but seeing that the popularity of this broadcast did explode as he said, she frowned and admitted it.

Chihara nodded vigorously, since someone had a treat, he decisively chose to eat.

The ramen shop that Mamiru Uchida brought over is not far away.

In the style of a Japanese ramen shop in a classic TV series, the oily wooden table top, the view looks over the table, and the hot tonkotsu soup is served in an iron bucket, and is scooped out and covered in ramen noodles one by one.

The surrounding walls are plastered with various posters of Showa beauties, and there are old TV sets hanging on the walls that I don't know where to get them.

"Oh, this is Shizuka Kudo, right?" Chihara carefully stroked the poster on it.

"I think it's better not to touch other people's things, it's a little bit bad." Mari Uchida shook his head helplessly.

"No way, this is the prototype of Maolilan, such a classic poster is rare to see in a hundred years."

Chihara consciously pulled out a chair and sat down.

Mari Uchida sat down next to him.

The chair is okay, this kind of shop chair is likely to be wiped many times by other customers with pants, and it is enough to wipe it lightly, but the table is really troublesome.

"Miss Uchida, you can order something for me to eat, I haven't been here anyway......"

The cleanliness fetish pulled out the tissue from the table and wiped it against the table with his head down.

"Okay."

Mari Uchida shook his head and gave himself a copy according to the old rules.

The manager is a middle-aged man, with dark skin and a wrinkled face, wearing a classic Japanese bib and kitchen gloves.

The thick pork bone soup is poured with black garlic oil, sprinkled with sesame seeds and chopped green onions, and topped with barbecued pork and seaweed.

When it was served, Chihara suddenly began to find a difference between the two bowls of noodles.

"Why do you have so much meat on that plate, and I only have two eggs on my side?"

"Didn't you say to order the same for you?" Mari Uchida sucked on the noodles in small gulps and said vaguely.

"It's all tonkotsu ramen, but I added char siu to this one, and yours is a sauce egg."

Chihara said silently: "...... A bit cunning. ”

Nianshang's sister is right, she really can't play with her, and now she drools just by looking at the plate next to her, not to mention the feeling of this kind of differential treatment, which is even more uncomfortable.

Uchida Mari smiled and said, "Who let the junior knock over my lunch, I was kind enough to give you a taste, but it turned out to be disgusted and unpalatable there." ”

Qianyuan raised his eyebrows, tapped the table a few times, and said slowly: "The premise is that I only "feel unpalatable", I didn't say "it's unpalatable", I didn't say it, but now it's your own admission." ”

"Okay, although I don't want to admit it, but now even Yuma says that my cooking skills are indeed inferior to yours." Uchida Truth muttered.

There is no way, who let Mr. Chihara take on the task of feeding several children who are not growing up in the office, how can Miss Uchida win?

Chihara gently rolled the noodles with chopsticks.

"Anyway, why didn't Miss Uchida go to the izakaya activity of the program group?"

"Didn't you go too?" She asked rhetorically.

"I'm under twenty, and I'm not allowed to drink alcohol for the time being."

"I'm twenty full, but I can't drink much."

"Then you can refuse to toast......"

"You're going to try?" The girl gave a blank look.

Chihara was stunned, shook his head, and sighed: "...... That's really not going to work. ”

The Japanese also have a wicked drinking table culture.

raised his eyes and glanced at the side face of the girl beside him, and the originally shallow dark circles under her eyes became more and more obvious.

Sure enough, it is not easy for everyone to live.

Makoto Uchida glanced at the young man who was still talking, shook his head helplessly, picked up his plate and put it on the table, asking for a few more slices of forked spoonful of meat.

When she came back, Chihara folded her hands: "Thank you very much, I originally thought that Miss Uchida was just acting at that time, but the kindness of the original heart is still there." ”

The girl then quipped: "Originally, I just listened to Yuma's flamboyant tone, but I didn't expect to see it this time." ”

"No way, let's eat mixed rice." Chihara was right.

"yes, they're all mixed up." Uchida Mari took a bite of the char siu with extreme restraint.

Looks like she's saving her food.

Seeing this, Chihara hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and took an egg from his bowl with great difficulty.

"That's pretty much fair."

Chihara looked at the two barely symmetrical bowls of noodles in front of him with satisfaction.

He also specially reminded: "I haven't had time to touch my mouth with chopsticks, you can rest assured." ”

Uchida Mari looked at the extra sauce egg in front of him, glanced to the side suspiciously, and a pair of beautiful eyebrows trembled.

"If you want to brush up on favorability, you should put the barbecued pork in my bowl and whisper, "This is your thing."

After all, she was the one who came to pay for the treat.

Chihara paused, then sighed softly.

"Something similar, I've heard enough from my sister who likes to watch idol dramas at home, and I'm already immune."

In fact, there is still half a sentence left behind.

"Why are all love brains for girls of your age?"

Uchida really thought about it, and suddenly said, "Younger brothers and sisters are very troublesome, aren't they?" ”

"Almost, it really feels like it's troublesome......"

Chihara was stunned, thought about it and added, "But I think the younger brother who will grow up should be better than the younger sister who doesn't grow up." ”

Mari Uchida shook his head: "It's a pity that for Yuma, I haven't found any signs of growth in him until now. ”

She has a slight objection to someone's opinion, but considering that the two are nannies with the same disease after all, there is nothing heretical or not heretical, maybe it is simply because the person she gets along with is too troublesome and has unrealistic illusions, and she thinks that it will be better for her sister to be replaced by a younger brother.

Chihara took a small bite gently, the barbecued pork fat in his mouth overflowed, the aroma was tangy, and then he filled the soup with a spoonful and took a sip.

It's delicious and filling.

"Miss Uchida's shop is very good, and the prices on the walls are cheap, so do you come here often?"

"Well, during breaks from recording animations or games, I sometimes come here to eat."

No wonder this girl is not a good cook, and she can't compare with herself.

Mari Uchida swallowed a mouthful of ramen and said, "And thank you for bringing Yuma into the circle of friends, I usually trouble you to take care of it." ”

Chihara sipping Coke.

"First of all, it has nothing to do with me, he made it up himself." He took out another can of black tea from his pocket and pushed it, "The take-out personality is also harmonious, and everyone is quite happy to get together." ”

The girl on the side stopped, her eyes flickered slightly, and the chopsticks in her hand stopped.

"It seems that some sisters are still worried about their younger brother who has not grown up." Chihara smiled aggressively.

"Actually, I don't think Chihara's junior is qualified to say that others haven't grown up." Mamito Uchida snorted from his nose, "Obviously I'm still wearing Pikachu inside, and the last time I went home, Yuma told me about the card you didn't get on your head when you had dinner." ”

Truly.

I can't argue with that.

Pikachu is true love, and radio programs have to show it and declare their love to the whole of Japan.

But the hairpin is really forgotten.

"Like? It's okay to send you. Chihara pulled out the thing she had just mentioned from her pocket.

It's just that suddenly I grabbed a little too much, and the index finger of the other hand gently pulled out three and put them on the table, and threw the others back into my pocket.

Mamiru Uchida held his breath and looked down.

A magenta triangle clip and two simple black clips.

"This kind of behavior of preparing small things in your pocket to give to girls at any time makes people a little unfavorable to judge your life style." Mamito Uchida took a bite of the barbecued pork and chewed it carefully.

"Isn't it all for girls?" She quipped.

If this kind of speculation spreads, it will inevitably be a little malicious, but fortunately, there are only two of them at the dinner table.

"That's exactly what I thought." Chihara shrugged, "I just tried to give it to girls a few days ago, but unfortunately people didn't want it, so I stuffed it in my pocket, and then I bought several more copies, ready to try it for everyone around me." ”

Mari Uchida shook his head, if it was a thank you gift for a treat, he could have accepted it.

Put the hairpin in the pocket of his jacket, take out his phone again, and press it a few times on the chat interface.

She glanced up at the boy who was burrowing his head in his food.

"Qianyuan junior, what are you going to do after eating?"

Chihara paused and swallowed his food before speaking: "Let's go to class, there are still a few classes to go in the afternoon." ”

"University?"

"If you could, I want you to think I'm a high school student."

"Todai? It's pretty impressive. Mari Uchida exclaimed.

"Average." Chihara wiped his mouth, "If I don't have superpowers, I guess I won't even be able to rub Kamichi's heels." ”

Mr. Chihara is still self-aware of himself, and how to say that Todai is also a little more outrageous than Qingbei.

"Do college students also have secondary two diseases?" Mari Uchida raised an eyebrow.

"Men are teenagers until they die, and the second is the best way to keep the spirit young!"

Chihara slapped the table and said.

Fortunately, there are no customers at this time on weekdays, otherwise they would have been complained.

Mamito Uchida, who had just finished eating, wiped his mouth and brushed back the strands of hair that had hung down from his sideburns.

She tilted her head and smiled, "See you today?" ”

"It's okay to say goodbye, and see you on Saturday and Sunday recordings." Chihara's jaw.

Bring your stuff and walk out of the store.

Throwing the can of Coke into the trash, Chihara took out his mobile phone and rejected the friend application that buzzed out of the top for some reason. Don't look at the avatar nicknames on the line, they are all cute, nine times out of ten they are immortal jumps.

"That man is my ......," said the girl.

Mari Uchida retracted his gaze, stopped peeking at his beautiful hands, and then explained, "I just looked for the number Yuma asked for, and I sent it during dinner. ”

"Didn't you say it sooner?"

Chihara gritted his teeth, and his tired fingers re-entered the string of numbers that the other party was showing him into the [Friend Request] function.

And then it was rejected.

Raising her eyes, she glanced at Miss Uchida, who was smiling like a flower, and the little girl opposite was still holding a bottle of black tea drink that she had just passed over.

Mr. Chihara finally understood why his younger sister reminded him that he couldn't play with her.