Onitsuka took Kamiya out to eat, and it was not a particularly famous Italian restaurant.
The environment is quiet, the lighting in the restaurant is warm and yellow, and you can see oil paintings and small statues of ancient Roman gods everywhere, giving it a lazy Italian artistic feel.
However, the overall decoration looks quite friendly, and you don’t even need to reserve a seat in advance.
The last time we had dinner together in Tokyo, the little miko chose a similar restaurant.
Because it is noon now, there are not many diners in the store, and the peak business hours of this kind of restaurant are usually in the evening.
After sitting down, the little miko quickly ordered a few of her favorite dishes, and then pushed the menu to Kamiya.
In the end, the two of them ordered salad, mushroom bacon and buckwheat crepe, crab meat, avocado and mango tartar, and garlic shrimp pasta.
After finishing the meal, the mushroom, bacon and buckwheat crepe that the little miko ordered first left a deep impression on Kamiyagawa.
Buckwheat is used as the crust, which is slightly bitter. The crust is filled with bacon slices, mushroom slices and half-boiled eggs. The final touch is a layer of cheese.
Cut it with a knife, and the smooth mixture of eggs and the other three ingredients will overflow along the edge of the buckwheat.
Take a bite while it's hot, and the alternating textures of the different ingredients give this dish an excellent taste experience.
The little witch knows good food.
After finishing the meal, Kamiyakawa insisted on paying for the meal.
The total is 6,000 yen, which is not expensive but not too cheap either. However, since Kamiyagawa has been expelled from the spirit, he still has some savings.
He likes to save money, but he doesn't object to spending it.
"Actually, when you go to Kanagawa, I should be the one to pay for it," said the little miko who didn't get the chance to pay.
"It's okay, you can just invite me next time." Kamiya didn't care too much about this.
"It seems, it seems possible!"
After dinner, Onizuka took Kamiyagawa to watch a movie.
What I watched was a more literary film, "Shoplifters".
Kamiya is actually not very interested in this kind of Japanese movie with a bland narrative and a culture of mourning, and he felt a little sleepy halfway through watching it.
But Onizuka seems to like it very much.
In order not to dampen the interest of his date, Kamiya watched the whole show by eating popcorn and drinking drinks to cheer him up.
By the time we came out of the theater, it was already dark.
After the autumnal equinox, the days will naturally be shorter.
The night view of Yokohama is very good. When the lights are lit up everywhere, the rows of modern buildings are full of light. Coupled with Yokohama's unique historical heritage, it forms a rather unique neon picture.
If today's date schedule ended here, Kamiya and Onizuka would be like two ordinary high school students, spending a pretty good Saturday together.
When it comes to things like dating, what you do together is actually secondary, the main thing is who you go with.
Even if you waste a whole day with the right person, you won't feel that bad.
When Kamiyagawa stayed with the little miko, his tense nerves could rarely relax.
This is pretty good.
He quite enjoyed this feeling of getting along.
The two walked slowly side by side on the brightly lit streets of Yokohama. The yellow leaves of the sycamore trees on the roadside were fluttering. The little miko pulled up her knitted jacket, looked at her watch again, and turned her head sideways: "Kamigu, I will accompany you next.
I'll go for a walk on the beach."
"good."
"The place we want to go is a bit far, but it's already night now. Can I take your car?"
…
The ghost car drove slowly for 20 minutes.
It is already very far from the city now.
Somewhere on the coastal road where the dark sea could be seen, Onitsuka, who was sitting in the second row, waved his hand and said: "Here, here, stop here."
Junma Oishi, who was driving, first looked at his boss's expression through the rearview mirror, and then he braked and stopped gently on the side of the road.
"Boss, you continue to play. We won't disturb you. Let's go."
Watching the boss and Onizuka Miko get out of the car, Huang Mao Dashi drove a little farther in a sensible manner.
Kamiyakawa stood on the side of the road and habitually observed the unfamiliar environment around him.
It's an autumn night, and no one can be seen on the beach so far from the city. The shops on the beach below that rent and sell swimming rings, swimsuits, and sell drinks and snacks are all closed.
Kamiyakawa glanced towards the sea. Not far away there seemed to be a small rocky island, standing there alone and being beaten by the waves.
A little further away, the coastline and the skyline blended together, and it was dark. The wind blowing from the sea didn't have much salty and humid smell, it was just a bit cold.
The only thing worth mentioning tonight is that the moon hanging in the sky is quite round.
Kamiyagawa didn't quite understand why Onizuka suggested taking a walk here. From a rational point of view, staying on the streets of Yokohama and watching the night view seemed to be a better choice.
"Stop looking. It doesn't look good like this. Let's go."
Onizuka pulled Kamiya's sleeves.
The two of them walked slowly to the swimsuit rental shop on the beach.
Although this beach is far away from the city, it has undergone certain commercial development. After all, it is actually very lively here in summer.
Next to the swimsuit store, there is a large changing room, which is specially designed for tourists to change into swimsuits and shower with fresh water.
Of course there is no one inside at this time of year and season.
"Kamiya, give me the bag I left with you." The little witch held out her hand.
It seemed like he was finally going to show what was in the bag during the day.
Of course Kamiyagawa did as he was told.
"Wait for me outside for a while."
Onizuka carried his bag and entered the cubicle of the women's dressing room.
"So are there clothes in there...a swimsuit!? No, it shouldn't be? It's late at night, and it doesn't look like it's suitable for swimming."
After waiting outside for about ten minutes, Onitsuka Kiriho came out again.
She did change her clothes.
She wore a red and white miko uniform, a white robe and crimson culottes, and wore short white socks and wooden clogs. Her hair, which was originally loose, was also slightly tied up and fixed with a divine child flower hairpin. As she moved around, the small tassels of the flower hairpin swayed.
The overall look is quite atmospheric and religiously mysterious.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It turns out it is not a swimsuit.
But...it's also pretty good.
"How about it?"
Onizuka stood still in front of Kamiya and turned around slightly to show off his whole body.
The sea breeze at night blew the hem of her crimson skirt and made a rustling sound. The girl's beautiful almond eyes were dark and shining. She had a smile on her lips and stood still with some paranoia, waiting for the answer.
"very beautiful."
Kamiyagawa said this, and handed the other party the black bag again and stuffed it into the [Mirage Bag].
The weight of the bag is still very light, but now you can clearly know what is inside——
Onitsuka had just changed out of his normal clothes, which may still have body temperature.
"Mum." The little miko puffed up her face slightly dissatisfied, "Kamiya, your words of praise are so simple."
"But sincere words don't need too many fancy words to embellish."
"Then...that's okay too."
"Why did you suddenly think of wearing a miko costume?"
"Eh?" The little witch blinked, "You didn't ask me why I didn't wear this when we first met. I thought you might want to see it. By the way... you seem a little disappointed?
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To be continued...