"But the deputy chief, they're going to eat Korean barbecue later, and they should be happy to invite you."

Looking at his eldest brother's appearance, Tetsuta Misaki had a bad idea, and I can't be the only one who is unlucky. And Kyosuke Maki, that rich boy, shouldn't care about a barbecue either.

"Korean barbecue!" Gong Shui Sanye's eyes lit up in an instant, and he exclaimed quietly.

"yes."

Seeing his eldest brother's reaction, Tetsuta Shisaki was a little confused. Is a small Korean barbecue worth the fuss about? He knew that Kyosuke Hojo had been eating Italian dinner these nights.

"I'm going, I'm going."

Images from food magazines and videos appeared in his head, sizzling barbecue and very tasty-looking kimchi, Miyasui Sanye swallowed.

In fact, Japanese barbecue is similar to Korean barbecue, the biggest difference is only the heating form. Japanese barbecue is grilled over an open flame, while Korean barbecue is heated over a dark flame. In terms of meat processing and sauce matching, Japanese barbecue is more delicate than Korean barbecue.

However, Itomori doesn't even have a serious barbecue restaurant, let alone Korean barbecue!

"If you're hungry, I'm going to tell them to end the club early, right?" Tetsuta Shisaki can only understand his eldest brother's performance as he is hungry.

"Uh-huh."

Sure enough, as Kyosuke Hojo said, Shisaki is really a reliable friend. And Kyosuke Maki is too, who actually invited me to eat barbecue, what a nice person!

The chief spoke, and except for some people who were going to participate in the competition to stay and continue practicing, everyone else retreated decisively.

The barbecue was not far from the school, and everyone walked over together.

"It's so expensive!" Miyasui Sanye smacked her tongue in her heart, any piece of meat on this menu would cost her a month's living expenses.

"Hojo, hurry up. Or is it that if you are used to eating your white old beef, you can't look down on these meats? ”

Kyosuke Maki watched his chief executive holding the menu motionless and joking.

"Old white beef?" Miyasui Sanye wondered.

"Yes, it's delicious! You brought us the kendo part before, and it was sent to you by your mother from your hometown in Hokkaido. ”

Hideyoshi Onizuka answered, and he sat at a table with Ryuji Danma, Kyosuke Maki, and Kyosuke Hojo. Michitaka Kanhara stayed in the kendo club to continue practicing, while the other members sat at a separate table.

"Oh, there's a lot of that beef at home, and if you want to eat it, I'll give it to you next time."

Miyasui Mitsuha remembered that there was a memo from Kyosuke Hojo that if you were hungry at night, you could cook with beef in the refrigerator.

"But don't you have to go to the Court of Leaves tonight?" Kyosuke Maki asked.

When Kyosuke Hojo left yesterday, he simply said that his mother at home asked him to go to this place for dinner every night.

"The Court of Words?" Miyasui Sanye wondered.

"yes, didn't you go here for dinner last night? The Italian restaurant in Shinjuku. ”

Miyasui Sanye hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, there was an unread message on the screen. The sender's avatar is a big beautiful woman with brown hair.

"Kyosuke-kun, aren't you coming to dinner tonight?"

Oops, is it a no-show? Miyasui Sanye was about to apologize for his conditioned reflex, but then he thought of Kyosuke Hojo's writing in red font not to reply to the message for him.

Hmph, if you don't go back, you won't go back, and you'll apologize tomorrow!

Putting away the phone, Miyasui Mitsuha continued to look at the menu, looked up at Kyosuke Maki and asked, "Can I order all of these?" ”

This must be reconfirmed, otherwise I'm afraid that emptying Kyosuke Hojo's wallet won't be enough to eat.

"Of course, I've heard from Tetsuta Misaki, you're a big stomach, so you can eat as much as you want." Kyosuke Maki nodded.

"Then you're welcome!" Miyasui Mitsuha rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and that posture startled Kyosuke Maki, who was close to Heiyi.

The charcoal fire is lit, the baking tray is preheated, and the range hood starts working.

The first to be brought up were some complimentary side dishes, boiled cauliflower and the like. I eat them every day in Itomori, but this is the cauliflower from a Korean barbecue restaurant in Tokyo!

So Miyasui Sanye was still full of anticipation, dipped the sauce on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth, not soft or hard, just right... Well, it's just ordinary cauliflower, and even she doesn't feel as delicious as the neighbor's house grows it in the neighborhood.

Then the water cold noodles were served, and Miyasui Sanye had great expectations for it. When she untied the lid, she was not disappointed by what she saw, milky white soup, lilac noodles, topped with shredded meat, shredded cucumber and half of a sugar egg.

Put your hands together and hold the chopsticks with your thumb and forefinger and bow to the cold noodles reverently, Gongshui Sanye carefully picked up the sugar egg and took a bite, the yolk of the flowing heart suddenly flowed down the gap, and then she ate the rest of the eggs in one bite.

After mixing the following, Miyasui Sanye picked up a bunch of noodles mixed with cucumber shreds and sent them to his mouth. With a slightly cool taste, the noodle soup is mellow with a little acidity, greasy and appetizing.

Delicious!

Miyamizu Sanye admitted that she shouldn't have scolded Hojo Kyosuke for being a rice bucket before, if she changed her own body, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to eat anything else after eating this bowl of water-cold noodles. It's like now, after eating water-cold noodles in three bites, she can still look forward to the next barbecue.

Finally, the waiter came with a small cart and meat, and Miyasui Sanye picked up a piece of thickly sliced pork belly with fat and thin, and then carefully spread the trembling meat on the baking sheet.

The edges of the pork belly gradually change color, warped, and the oil flowers are left along the baking sheet, and the rising smoke is smoked, and Miyasui Sanye shakes his nose vigorously.

"Hojo, do you want to cut your meat smaller?" Kyosuke Maki, who was sitting across from her, asked.

Miyasui Sanye habitually wants to say yes.,Because girls eat in order not to look rude.,Usually make these things small.,But before the words came out, she thought that she was a boy now!

"No!" Miyasui Sanye said categorically, and then turned the barbecue over with a tong.

Looking at the pork belly that had become a little burnt, Miyasui Sanye only felt a strong feeling of hunger coming.

After waiting in agony, Gongshui Sanye had already held a piece of Su Ziye in his left hand and was ready.

Finally, the slice of pork belly in front of her was ready to eat. Miyasui Mitsuha raised his chopsticks and walked towards the barbecue tongs as if performing some kind of ritual.

The roast is placed on top of the soycole, the dipping sauce is poured with a small spoon, and the kimchi is spread on top of the roast and stuffed into the mouth.

Hmm~ It's so delicious to eat in a big gulp.

Miyasui Sanye hummed with satisfaction in his heart, and after fully chewing the somewhat rough Su Ziye, the unique taste was perfectly combined with the oily aroma of the barbecue. Kimchi is also very refreshing, and the crisp texture that is different from barbecue makes the food more layered.

"Do you want a cow's tongue?"

Kyosuke Maki asked, even though Kyosuke Hojo was his boss. But when facing this boss who is many years younger than himself, he will always unconsciously want to take care of each other more. After all, Kyosuke Hojo can be said to have been forcibly promoted to the position of boss by him.

"Yes!" Miyasui Sanye nodded vigorously.

Lift the bowl and ask the other party to put the roasted beef tongue directly on top of the rice, and Miyazuzu Sanye uses chopsticks to pick up a large ball of rice and send it to his mouth with the beef tongue.

Happiness.

A barbecue was eaten until it was dark, and Miyasui Sanye declined the proposal of his subordinates to send her home, and got on the subway alone.

If someone else sits on the subway alone at this point, they may start to be depressed late at night, and all kinds of loneliness and loneliness come to their minds.

But Miyasui Sanye has lived in Itomori with only two trains a day since he was a child.,Sitting on the subway that's still running late at night.,I just feel full of novelty.。

When I turned my head to the window and looked out the window, the night was getting darker, the lights were on, and Tokyo began to reveal a different side.

Let's go out and play the next time we swap.

Miyasui Sanye yawned and thought happily in his heart.

Back home, Miyasui Mitsuha originally wanted to visit Kyosuke Hojo's home, but a strong drowsiness hit, she didn't even bother to take off her clothes and lay on the bed, opened her mobile phone with all her life's perseverance, hurriedly typed a few words on the memo, and then fell asleep.