The sky was drizzling and the night was dark.

At this point in time, most stores are closed, and only a few 24-hour convenience stores are still open.

After thinking for a moment as he looked at the street where not many people were passing in front of him, the ramen chef sitting in the wooden van reached out and put down the dark blue cloth in front of him.

It's so late and it's raining, so there should be very few guests.

This rickshaw, known in Japan as the "ラーメンya trolley", is designed to sell ramen noodles in the streets.

The windows are open to create a canopy, and two wooden benches are placed under the canopy, on which guests sit and eat noodles, and the ramen chef operates in the car. The sparrows are small but well-stocked, and the soup pots and ingredients are neatly arranged on the cutting board, and when guests sit down, the dark blue cloth is just enough to cover their upper bodies, creating an intimate environment.

Compared with the "famous ramen" in the store, the environment and taste of this roof are a little worse, but the price is also a lot cheaper, and most of the people who come here to eat noodles are poor students from Todairi.

This street is located right at the back gate of the National University of Tokyo.

"It's getting colder...... It seems to be a little uneven lately, so let's close the stall early. ”

With a slight sigh in his palm, he stood up, and the ramen chef began to put away the noodle bowl.

Unlike the brightly lit high-rise buildings in other places, the side streets still look like they were after World War II, with old-fashioned Japanese houses on both sides of the road, and the sycamores and cherry trees planted in front of the houses are faintly dilapidated.

It's hard to imagine that in such a big city where every inch of land is valuable, there would be such a dilapidated street.

It's just that although it looks dilapidated, the ramen chef who has been selling ramen here for decades has a lot of affection for this place, and maybe older people always like this, and they like to miss the past.

"A bowl of ramen, no green onions, no coriander."

Just as the ramen chef was reminiscing about the past, a voice suddenly rang out in front of the stall.

As the dark blue cloth curtain was lifted, the moisture and rain that had been isolated from the outside were heard outside, and the figure of a girl also appeared in the eyes of the ramen chef.

When he saw the face of the girl in front of him, the ramen chef's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly.

He's been selling ramen here for decades, and he's seen a lot of young and beautiful girls, but he's never had a first impression like the one in front of him.

The girl was wearing the uniform of a student from a nearby middle school, and her figure looked petite and delicate, with silky green silk reaching to her waist, and a red scarf tied around her neck, perhaps because of the cold weather, the girl's cheeks looked red.

The ramen chef thought that the other party was definitely a character at the level of the school flower goddess in school...... A standard black long straight beautiful girl?

"I haven't seen you before, are you a newcomer?"

While serving the ramen, the ramen chef asked with a smile.

"Why is it so late and you haven't come home yet?"

"No way, I can't go back."

When the bag in her hand was set aside, the girl sighed.

"I don't know what's going on recently, there has been a lot of chaos in public order, just the day before yesterday, I was chased by a few thugs for several streets, and it took a lot of effort to escape."

“…… Not thinking about bringing a friend along? ”

As if he didn't expect the other party to have this kind of experience, the ramen chef looked up at the girl in front of him with some surprise.

"The law and order have been really chaotic these days, you should have ...... it early"

"Pulled, who said it wasn't?"

Indignantly, she smashed the pallet with her hand, and the girl's face was filled with righteous indignation.

"Just yesterday, there were seven of us here, and two of them were boys, so it should be safe enough, right? But who would have thought that those gangsters would be even crazier and even chase us directly on motorcycles...... Is there any royal law here!? ”

"So serious?"

Stopping what he was doing, the ramen chef couldn't help but frown.

"Who's to say it isn't?"

Resting her chin on the tray, the girl sighed helplessly.

"But the police don't care, they can't help it, in fact, I think those police are in league with those gangsters...... When I went to call the police before, I saw the police officers standing with the gangsters. ”

"That's not a gangster, it's an underworld...... Have you offended anyone in your family lately? ”

After a moment of silence, the ramen chef looked up at the girl in front of him.

"I don't know, who knows?"

The girl pouted.

"Anyway, these days, I've basically spent all my time running away, and rabbits can bite people when they are pressed, so I don't believe I can't deal with those annoying guys......"

Looking away, the ramen chef glanced at the bag that the girl had set aside.

It was also at this time that he discovered that the schoolbag did not seem to contain any books, but a very clean brick......

Ramen Chef: "........."

"The noodles are ready, please enjoy."

Shaking his head imperceptibly, the ramen chef handed the finished ramen to the other party.

"When you get home, I suggest you ask your parents about it, it's too dangerous for you to do this."

In his judgment, judging from the fact that the girl was able to escape several times, the situation should be within the controllable range, but if things are allowed to continue to develop, it will be a little difficult to say.

…… Especially such a cute and beautiful girl.

Once it falls into the hands of those gangsters, the end will be quite miserable.

"They don't care, I don't even know where they are now."

With a wave of her hand, the girl buried her head in eating the ramen.

"I'll get a pig-killing knife in a few days, and I'll see who can ...... it"

"Found it, she's there!!"

Before the girl could finish her words, a voice suddenly rang out in the street, and with this loud shout, the sound of messy footsteps came from the entrance to the street, accompanied by the roar of the motorcycle engine.

Judging from the movement from there, there are at least a dozen people chasing after them.

"I'll go, the ghost won't go away, and I won't be restless when I eat noodles......"

Before the ramen master could open her mouth to remind, the girl in front of her quickly got up, and while slapping a banknote on the table, the girl did not hesitate to turn around and hold the bowl and run, and even forgot to take the schoolbag on the pallet.

"Don't run!! Catch this demon!! ”

"Let's go to !! together"

"Rush, !!"

In a chaotic and bloody shout, a large army of more than a dozen people ran vigorously from the ramen master's stall...... A few of them even lost their shoes because they were running too fast.

Ramen Chef: "........."