Questions:

When three people go out to eat, how should a man and two women sit?

Generally speaking, it is much more convenient if there are couples in the middle. Couples sit on one side, and light bulbs or wingmen sit on the other.

But if two women of the same sex are rivals in love, it will be very troublesome......

Then try to ask again, how would two men and one woman sit?

Chihara pondered where he should sit better.

If you sit in a row with Miss Uchida, your friend Yuma Uchida on the other side inexplicably touches the baseball bat that he brought specially and is said to be "playing" in the afternoon.

The young man who prides himself on being superior in emotional intelligence feels the strong murderous aura very keenly, and decisively chooses to sit on the same side as Yuma.

It's just that when Miss Uchida on the other side smiled politely at him, the young man heard the high-hardness aluminum alloy material being pinched by the little brother next to him.

For the first time, Mr. Chihara knew that the arm strength of the little brother next to him was so amazing.

"No, can this meal be delicious?" Chihara rubbed his arms and sighed, and after a while, he asked straight to the soul, "We came to the izakaya to eat, can someone not substitute that strange love brain thinking into our noble physiological needs?" ”

"Maslow's theory of needs also says that physiological needs are the most basic." Chihara's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and his tone was earnest.

"But Master Kong said that "eating color is sexuality", which shows that lust is also included in the basic physiological needs. Yuma Uchida's eyes narrowed slightly, and his arm muscles were surging, "Not to mention the old saying "think about what is full of wine and food", it really makes me very uncomfortable to let the two of you have too much contact in private......"

Listening to the boy next to him finish the story, the two adults crossed their arms together and looked at him with strange eyes.

After a long silence, he finally made an evaluation.

“…… Yuma-chan~ It turns out that you are still a sister control~"

Qianyuan screamed loudly, observing the crazy shaking of the head of the boy next to him and the eyes that suddenly widened as if in denial, and finally couldn't help laughing.

His eyes were slightly bent like a fox laughing, and there was a joy of making fun of his friend's success.

Immediately after, Yuma's face was as white and red as a boiled shrimp.

"Absolutely not!" He quickly shook his head.

To be stated in advance, Yuma Uchida does not deny that he has developed excessive suspicions about Miss Truth's contact with the scum in front of him who is extremely good at rhetoric.

But isn't it because someone's character is really doubtful?

Look at it, this person is actually slandering Mr. Yuma in front of Miss Truth for some "sister control", obviously trying to provoke the harmonious relationship between the sisters and brothers of the Uchida family.

Damn it! Damn!

It's a pity that Uchida Yuma, as a relative and friend of the host, for the sake of Nesan's demeanor and the reputation of the Uchida family, he can only endure being ridiculed like this and change the topic.

"Let's order first......"

"The standard can't be refuted, and the tacit default of the topic is shifted." Chihara was a little thirsty, so she picked up the free boiled water and took a sip.

Especially with the current awkward atmosphere of only one person, I feel that this glass of water is unexpectedly delicious.

"No ......," Yuma Uchida looked left and right.

"Yes, he acquiesced." Mari Uchida agreed, pouring herself a glass of boiled water for herself.

"It's all said that it's not my sister's control!"

"Tsundere's admission!"

Mari Uchida and Chihara shouted out in unison, tapping on the table in rhythm.

……

The fun of playing tricks on their friend (younger brother) was accomplished, and the two adults looked at each other, then smiled happily, picked up the menu on the table, and tilted their heads to look at it.

Yuma Uchida couldn't understand their tacit understanding.

He looked at the two in front of him, couldn't help coughing dryly, and then reminded him, "Don't get too close—be careful with the lampstand above." ”

"Oh, you just need to remind me of this." Chihara raised his eyes and looked at the height, "Miss Uchida probably can't touch it......"

This one has to stand up to about one meter and six meters, and among the creatures of the opposite sex he knows, it seems that only a certain tall female in the island country is likely to bump into him like him.

"Qianyuan-kun, are you insinuating that I'm short?"

"It's not an insinuation, it's almost explicit."

The boy smiled slightly, smiling very honestly, he nodded, and gave Uchida Mari an affirmative answer.

Uchida Mari sighed as if he was troubled, then shook his head again, and smiled dumbly, lying on the table, his body was soft, and he looked very sad about doing nothing.

"I suddenly regretted that I had invited you to dinner...... If you haven't ordered yet, how about Qianyuan-kun go home now? ”

"Then I will definitely go to your LM office to add fuel and vinegar, and talk about your rebellion and dishonesty."

“…… As a reminder, in fact, in the morning, seniors will go to the office to chat with someone when they are free. ”

"Then I'm scared!"

Chihara, who was tired all morning and didn't have much energy, patted the table and motioned to the girl opposite to get up, don't lie on the table to occupy the area, and then took out a wet paper towel to wipe the table back and forth.

By the way, I rub the outer skin of the menu again.

"Chihara-kun, I thought cleanliness was just joking......"

"Let me declare, this time it's not a cleanliness fetish, but seeing the way you just lay on the table, I inexplicably recall the sleeves and palms of my clothes that were always stained with pencil powder when I was in school......"

Those days were the most unforgettable years of his life.

The girl raised her arm to look at it with deep sympathy, a little afraid that this JK uniform, a student of her high school, would really get on the remaining oil stains on the table. If that happens, it might keep her awake all night.

As for a certain Uchida brother who came to eat with him, he was raising his arms high and watching left and right at this time, after all, he was involuntarily leaning left and right when he was bored just now, and now it is estimated that there is a high probability that his arms have been stained with a lot of oil.

"Nesan, I'll go to the bathroom and wash up."

"Yuma, I'm glad you're wearing a short-sleeved ...... today," the girl sighed in her heart, but fortunately she didn't have to bother to do the hand laundry tonight.

"No, who's going to be as handsome in a long-sleeved shirt as this guy in the summer?!" Yuma Uchida argued loudly.

Uchida Truth didn't say much, and waved his hand decisively to signal his younger brother to go and come back quickly, don't talk more nonsense, delay time, and miss the order.

"The premise is that I don't wear shirts to be handsome." Chihara clarified.

"I know, it's because there's only a few in the closet, right?" Mari Uchida thought about it.

Sure enough, long live the understanding between the poor.

"Speaking of which, can Uchida-san stop adding another "kun", I sound so awkward and very uncomfortable." The boy rubbed his arms, then bent his fingers slightly on his chin, flipping through the menu at the table as he spoke.

"What's that called?"

"Just call it Qianyuan, otherwise it's strange how to call a single word and a single surname."

Regardless of the thousands?

Or is it original?

It's really not as smooth as "Chihara".

"Then I feel that it's also strange when you call me, obviously Yuma is called Yuma, why do you call me only Uchida?"

"Because men are more familiar with men, and the common language is also very easy to find......," the teenager played with his forehead, "and chatting with women is very difficult, and it is actually difficult for two people of different genders to find common interests and topics to talk about." ”

Anyway, Chihara doesn't understand the makeup of girls or the vocabulary of clothes and fashion, so he can only talk about which game company has recently made a big deal these days, and let's make an evaluation on the spot.

Real interpersonal communication is also not the same as a game, where a table is made before speaking to show likes and dislikes, and the value of favorability is recorded. Even when chatting on the surface, the other party says, "Ahh......h

Who knows if this is from the heart or out of politeness, after all, it won't pop up a small window like galgame to show the change in favorability.

But I think about the question of what Miss Uchida said......

However, it seems that it is a bit impolite to call women by their first names without permission in Japan.

"Don't say more, hurry up and order food, my stomach can't wait." Chihara couldn't help but interrupt Mari Uchida, who was still about to speak, urging her to quickly turn her attention to the menu.

……

When Chihara caught a glimpse of Yuma, who had just returned from the bathroom to wipe his hands with a tissue, he snorted angrily, and the two glared at each other, and then he cleared his throat.

"Izakaya is a specialty of Japan, and you can't help but come to Japan without a meal."

In many TV series and novels, social animals are like this.

At the end of the day's work, the group went to sit in an izakaya with a small store but an excellent reputation and exquisite food, or warm two pots of sake, or take a cup of hardcover Asahi beer, complain about the experience of the day and their own stupid boss, and then go home to sleep after they are slightly drunk, and then go to work the next day.

"This Kanto roast bird raises people, order a few more servings, and I'll have this mouthful." Chihara swallowed, he had wanted to eat barbecue for a long time.

And the yakiniku in the Japanese izakaya, also known as yakitori, is cheap and delicious with sauce, and it is really gluttonous after a few rubbings.

"What else do you want?" Nodding in agreement, Mari Uchida, who had checked the box, continued to ask.

"How about grilled squid?" Chihara took a sip.

"The Fukushima nuclear power plant just leaked last year, how dare you eat it?" The girl subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"Oh yes, yes, I forgot about it." The boy patted his head, and almost sent nuclear radiation into his stomach.

"Isn't it just a leak once, what are you afraid of if you control it?" Yuma Uchida pouted.

Young people really don't understand bureaucracy......

The mature man and the mature woman looked at each other again, choosing to leave it alone what he wanted to eat.

"Do you want some freshwater white shrimp and pike crabs from the river?" Chihara proposed.

"Also, no, yes, no, okay!" Miss Uchida asked rhetorically with a very gentle expression and a very gentle tone.

"Okay, let's order this!" The boy smiled and rubbed his hands.

The girl looked at the number below, her hand slammed, and her body suddenly trembled as if it had been hit directly to the soul, and then she almost fainted in front of her eyes.

"It looks like Miss Uchida is in a physical condition, do you want us to rest for a while before eating?" The teenager asked with concern.

"No, no, no, I have no problem, I can hold ......," Uchida Mari gritted his teeth.

Her eyes were full of remorse at the moment, why did she pat her chest and say that she was in a treat, why didn't she use the opportunity to kick away the crumbish person in front of her before.

Now that I have eaten it, I can only swallow it by myself.

"Forget it, no pranks, just some fried chicken nuggets." Chihara smiled and said happily.

"Hmm...... Can you stop stimulating my psyche so much next time? The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can't help it, I think Uchida-sama's desperate expression just now is really interesting." Chihara couldn't help but lightly knock on the table and laugh, and his mood became more and more rampant.

But just as the expression on the young man's face began to distort slightly, a pair of strong hands gently rested on his shoulders, and then Chihara's expression slowly returned to calm like a beast that had just broken the shackles and was bound back again.

It even has a bit of a "cowardly" flavor.

Looking at the look of the old lady opposite who was quite interested and wanted to continue chatting with someone, Uchida Yuma's hands unconsciously increased a little harder, and secretly sighed in his heart that his defense was really prescient.