"I want a chicken skewer with green onions, a vegetable platter, a small bowl of soba noodles, and a miso soup."

Mochizuki flipped through the menu, and after not coming for a long time, the proprietress updated the menu again, and there were many dishes on it that she had not tasted.

"I want a tempura, a bowl of udon, and a takoyaki too."

Miheko Sato took a break today, and most of the dishes she ordered were side dishes with wine, and it seemed that she had made up her mind not to get drunk here.

"Then I'll just have a salmon sashimi and a bowl of ramen."

Miike Naeko went through all the menus, and the ones she ordered in front of her were all what everyone liked to eat, and her choice was small.

"Yumi, what about you?"

The proprietress is busy in the kitchen, which has always been run by a husband and wife, and there is usually a waiter, but even then, when there are many people, it is up to the customers to put the menu back on their own.

"Beer and barbecue, and soba noodles too!"

Yumi Miyamoto took the mobile phone and sent a quick text message, releasing her boyfriend pigeon, the guy said that he would rush here to see what the person who snatched his girlfriend looked like, and his tone was quite resentful.

The four policewomen sat at a small table, just like when Mochizuki first came here, Miheko Sato and Yumi Miyamoto drank the beer directly, Miike and Mochizuki were more sensible, one had to patrol in the afternoon, and the other had to keep his stomach to deal with the situation at night.

"Cheers!"

The four of them picked up their cups and touched each other, then turned their attention to the food on the table.

Mochizuki picked up the Kyoto chicken skewers she ordered and tasted them, the popular chicken skewers in Tokyo are generally not mixed with vegetables, but this is the first time she has eaten this flavor, and it is not bad.

The vegetable platter is a large portion, and Mochizuki has no plans to eat it for the time being, which is the tool she left for the last time to relieve her tiredness.

"The salmon sashimi is ready, this is the goods that just arrived today, it is very fresh, please use it slowly!"

The proprietress put the sashimi on the table, and brought out a plate of fried tempura from the kitchen, Mochizuki decisively put down the chicken skewers in her hand, the tempura was the most delicious when it was first fried, but it was a little hot, and a bad mouth would ulcerate, but she didn't have to worry about it.

The sashimi is also delicious, the proprietress is very good at business, the salmon is thick and thin, there are also some sea bream in the middle of the plate, Mochizuki puts a little okra on the salmon, and a little soy sauce, and the flavor of the food bursts out from the mouth.

Mochizuki didn't like to eat wasabi, she always felt that the taste was too strong, she couldn't stand it a little, and after eating some raw and cold food, she picked up a spoon and put some miso soup in her bowl.

The sashimi platter is delicious but not too much, so you need a warm miso soup to start with.

Several other people also had a big appetite, Miheko Sato and Yumi Miyamoto rarely put down the wine glasses in their hands and joined the ranks of grabbing vegetables, several women did it together, and the efficiency was quite high.

"The police start drinking in broad daylight, so it's no wonder that there are such resentful souls in Tokyo every day."

Maybe it was because the atmosphere of Mochizuki was too harmonious, and the middle-aged man sitting at the table next to him who was drinking was a little sarcastic.

The man was wearing a peaked cap, his head was pressed low, and he couldn't see the expression on his face.

Just from the tone of his voice, you can hear that this man has a lot of prejudices against the police.

The man noticed Mochizuki's gaze, picked up his coat and walked out of the doorway, leaving only the untouched food on the table.

There are two pairs of chopsticks, and there should be a guest who didn't come, and this person's style doesn't look like he's afraid that they will go for trouble, so how can he leave without waiting for his friends to come.

Mochizuki shook his head and cleared the thoughts in his mind, the policeman's occupational disease has been committed again, and it is better not to think about these useless things during mealtime.

"What's wrong with the police, it's not illegal to drink some alcohol during the rest time."

Yumi Miyamoto was furious, it was a great shame for a female patrol officer who often attended sororities and drank several drinks almost every day, she had been working for a year and had never been badly reviewed.

"Okay, this person probably dislikes us for being too noisy, so he's not in a good mood."

Miike Naeko picked up the wine glass and put it in Yumi's hand, and the atmosphere in the store became harmonious.

This small shop can be said to be the royal izakaya for police academy students, and most of the customers in it are future policemen.

"Didn't he pay, Miheko, remember to arrest him the next time I see him."

Yumi Miyamoto picked up chopsticks and tasted the takoyaki that the proprietress had just served, and the taste was as good as ever, and with a glass of cold beer, it was simply a delicacy in the world!

Mochizuki shook her head helplessly, Yumi is really similar to an uncle she knows, especially when two people drink, this kind of spirit of drinking everything she can't learn in her life.

"Mochizuki, is it really good that you threw all the tasks of selecting people to Officer Shiratori?"

"What does it matter, the net worth background of this group of students should have been investigated a long time ago, and it is the same for anyone to choose, this is an excellent time for him to show his loyalty to the above, and it is his honor to have an understanding boss like me."

Mochizuki grabbed a chicken skewer at the right time, and it was quite nice to eat it with soba noodles, and the proprietress was definitely not a dark dish this time.

Miheko Sato admires her face, being shameless to this extent also requires a certain amount of skill, and she is worthy of being the person with the most ghost ideas, and the old lady has not mistaken you since she was a child.

"Anyway, Officer Shiratori doesn't like ......."

"Ahem!"

Mochizuki coughed loudly, her eyes were about to cramp, and she finally stopped what Miike Naeko was about to say.

This kind of crush drama still has to be discovered by the parties themselves to be interesting, and they should not meddle in their affairs.

Besides, based on her outsider's judgment, Miheko shouldn't have much of a sense for Shiratori.

However, this cannot be ruled out that the window paper between the two was pierced, and suddenly she became a concubine, and then she was the only one in the Metropolitan Police Department, and no one accompanied her every time she went to dinner, and she had to watch them sprinkle dog food from time to time, how could she allow this kind of thing to happen.

Mochizuki drank a taste of soup, and resolutely stood on the side of the opposition, unless the two of them broke their hearts, it was better to save it!

"Does Officer Shiratori have a favorite, who is it, where does he work, and how does he look?"

Miike Miike Miyako looked at Miheko Sato's lack of heart, and suddenly she didn't have the desire to speak, these big idiots!

"Eat more food to replenish your brain."

Mochizuki smiled and put several chopsticks of barbecue meat into Miheko Sato's bowl, which was specially left for them by the proprietress and could not be wasted.