Watanabeji had already jogged and chased the man out of the clam company's gate. It was almost dark outside, and the lights on the roadside were dimly lit, a little dim but enough to illuminate the pedestrians on the sidewalk.
Hayato Gokudera put one hand in his pocket and returned Watanabe Temple's coat to her with the other hand, gesturing for her to put it on. The dim light shone on the side of his face, making his already angular face more three-dimensional.
The girl looked at his face and was briefly lost in thought. After seeing the clothes that were handed to her, she felt the coolness of the evening. She put her coat on her body, shivered slightly, and then tightened her clothes tightly.
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"Chief Secretary of the Prison Temple, where are we going?" The girl poked her head out of the collar of her coat.
Yudera gave her a very strange look: "Where else can we go? Didn't I just say that I'll treat you to dinner?"
"But..." Watanabeji couldn't help but look around. His direction was not the direction to the parking lot, right?
Jade Temple looked at the sneaky girl looking for something, and suddenly understood what she was thinking. He couldn't help but feel a little worried about the IQ of his new subordinate——
"You don't have to drive around everywhere you go."
"Ah?? Isn't it?"
Jokudera had an "I knew it" expression, and he turned sideways to give himself a broader view ahead——
"The nearest snack street from the company is only three hundred meters away." Hayato Jokudera narrowed his eyes, "You haven't been working for so long and you don't know, right?"
Then, he saw the girl looking at the plaques in front with her mouth slightly open, as if she had discovered a new world with surprise and surprise——
"Wow! There are so many snack bars! Right next to the clams??" She rushed forward a few steps, even the boss who was treating the guests was left behind.
It wasn't until Jokudera greeted him with a headache that the girl suddenly turned around, her long brown hair brushing her fair face, and a pair of bright green eyes looking at him.
"Mr. Gokudera, come here quickly, there is a ramen shop here that has been open for 80 years!" Watanabeji waved his hands cheerfully, gesturing for the man behind him to follow quickly.
Hayato Jokudera: "······"
"Tsk."
The silver-haired man smacked his lips and followed with his long legs.
It was clearly agreed that Hayato Gokudera would treat him, but the party he was treating had no idea that he was a big eater. He insisted on choosing this ramen shop with a history of eighty years, and firmly believed in the boss's statement.
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"Haha, my old man made ramen for the Emperor~" the middle-aged boss boasted to Watanabe Temple with a smile, causing the girl to exclaim.
"Mr. Gokudera, this is the store. Although it is a little small, it has been open for more than 80 years!"
My subordinate... is really not very smart. Hayato Jokudera suddenly realized this. That's right, otherwise who would memorize those pages of materials as seriously as she did, and it would take an entire afternoon to memorize them
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The man sat helplessly at the dining table.
How should I order food at a restaurant I've never been to? Jokudera casually glanced at the menu and then gave a demonstration——
"I want the signature tonkotsu ramen."
Watanabeji was already nearby and said, "Then I want to be like Mr. Jokudera."
"Okay!" The uncle boss looked at the young girl with admiring eyes for so long, and now he smiled even more heartily, "Little girl, just wait, I will let you taste the eighty-year-old classic taste."
!”
The corners of Jokudera's mouth lowered and he refused to comment. However, he did not speak out to interrupt Watanabe Temple's early chat with the boss. There were not many people coming to eat at this time, and they were the only ones in the store so far.
There was a girl chattering among the customers at one table, which made it look much more lively, and Yuji didn't find it objectionable.
While waiting for his meal, the man took stock of the environment in the store.
He has never eaten in this store before. The reason is that its storefront is too old and dilapidated, and it is not trustworthy at first glance. Although the interior looks relatively clean now, both the tables, chairs and decorations have deteriorated.
With varying degrees of cracks and fading, it really is not a good environment.
He casually changed his sitting position, and then his calf hit the front fender, making an awkward "thud" sound.
And this highly inhumane design!!
Yudera felt that there were several black lines hanging on his forehead, and he couldn't help but cursed in his heart: Maybe the only decoration in this store can be said to be more than eighty years old =
Watanabeji had long been attracted by the sound and turned around, only to realize that she had left her boss alone for so long. She opened her mouth to say something, but just then she turned her eyes to Ingokuji, and within a second
Turn around and raise your hands——
"Boss, give him a beer!"
"Hi, hi!" the boss happily agreed in the back kitchen.
Prison Temple: "·······"
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The noodles arrived quickly, and along with it was a large glass of beer with foam spreading to the rim, which was placed alone in front of Gokudera.
Watanabeji Zao was not in a hurry to eat, but put his chopsticks aside, resting his hands on his chin as he watched Jokudera nervously touch the glass of ice-cold beer. Because the foam was too full, he just moved and poured it.
Some came out to the outside of the rim of the cup.
The man's hand shrank back, and he covertly picked up the chopsticks next to him and stretched them towards the ramen in front of him. The hot air smoked his eyelashes, making his dark green eyes blurry.
Just as Yudera brought a chopstick of noodles to his mouth, he suddenly stopped. He raised his eyelids and caught the girl looking at him.
"Why don't you eat?" he asked. "Why are you looking at me?"
The girl chuckled: "I just feel a little surprised."
"Accident?"
"I originally thought Mr. Jokudera might be a very down-to-earth person, but you taught me that I don't need to drive everywhere." Watanabeji tilted his head early. "Even treating guests is done at the company.
Snack street downstairs.”
"Um."
Jokudera made a sound from his nose to signal her to "continue", and then put the noodles into his mouth. The elastic noodles with the delicious and rich pork bone soup burst between his lips and teeth, and they were hot after working overtime.
The delicious food made him feel much better——
Unexpectedly, this guy was right. The craftsmanship of this small shop that has been known as 80 years old is surprisingly good.
"But now it seems that Mr. Jokudera is not very good at dealing with such ordinary situations." The girl's gaze stopped on the spilled glass of beer. "And although you come to the snack street, you must rarely come to this kind of situation."
Want to eat in a small shop?"
Her green eyes seemed to be filled with clear lake water. Such a clear gaze made her reasoning not offensive. On the contrary, Hayato Gokudera shifted his gaze from ramen to Watanabe Temple Hayao.
, watching the girl analyze with interest like a great detective.
Rather than being angry, he wanted to see what the other party could analyze.
"Mr. Gokudera must have a good family background, otherwise he wouldn't be so picky and uncomfortable with the external dining environment." The girl raised her chin, "But knowing that being grounded must be acquired, Mr. Gokudera
·······”
Her eyes narrowed slightly, showing a rare shrewd look. Jokudera nodded and continued to listen in a gentlemanly manner.
"You can't be the type [who decided to run away from home and start a career because he was unwilling to inherit hundreds of millions of dollars according to family arrangements]!"
"Pfft! Cough, cough, cough!!"
Jokudera choked on the noodle soup. He never expected that the other party could reason out such an answer seriously!
The man looked at his subordinates with his dark green eyes as if he were seeing a magical animal, and then shook his head inwardly - he was also very surprised as to what he was expecting. What kind of type is Watanabe Temple?
Didn't he already know that?
"But..." Jokudera coughed for a while and calmed down. He still asked curiously: "Although the second half is outrageous, how did you figure out the first part?"
The girl stretched out her chopsticks, skillfully rolled up a ball of noodles with the slender head and ate it. She answered vaguely -
"Because really poor people will be like me. Only the humble shops on the roadside will hide better and cheaper things. This is something everyone knows."
"And when the weather is colder, the owners of small shops that are not doing well don't mind taking others in to keep warm. Everyone likes to chat and have fun." The girl answered matter-of-factly, and then seemed to think of something interesting.
Something, Chong Yuji blinked: "After we have a happy chat, the kind-hearted boss might even give you some food~"
Yuji was stunned.
At this moment, the welcoming bell at the door of the store rang again. When he looked back, he saw a little boy in somewhat shabby clothes standing at the door, timidly looking inside.
After meeting Jokudera's eyes, the little boy first subconsciously shrank his neck. Facing such a vicious adult, he seemed to want to run away, but in the end he did not run away. Instead, he tried his best to show his face to him.
Smiley face.
"Hey, isn't this Xiao Youshu?" The boss poked his head out of the back kitchen and greeted the visitor with a loud smile: "You came a little late today. Did you pick up many bottles?"
"Yeah, yeah!" The little boy named Youshu took two steps inside as if he was encouraged.
Although the boy's clothes are shabby, they look quite clean. Although he is a little dusty, it can be seen that he has worked hard to wash his face and hands. So when such a child appears in the restaurant, even if
The somewhat picky Jade Temple didn't feel any disgust at all.
"A street child?" Jokudera raised his eyebrows in confusion. After he was kicked out of his family when he was young, he wandered for a while and had dealings with some street children. Naturally, he knew their habits - even for survival.
When things are going very hard, who would go out of their way to wash their face and hands?
Watanabe Temple had already seen his doubts, and this was her area of expertise, so she answered with a smile: "Because he wants to stay here longer."
"There must be kind people, but no matter how kind a person is, his kindness is limited. When his kindness brings trouble to himself, that person will choose to take away his excess kindness——
This child also understands this, right? He is a very smart child."
"So..." Jokudera seemed to understand a little bit, "Did he clean himself up so as not to affect the boss's business?"
The boss of the kitchen came out with a bowl of some noodles. He first glanced at Gokudera and the others, then chatted with the little boy with a smile, and the little boy happily responded to the other party's words.
He devoured the noodles in the bowl.
"Look~" The girl looked like "I guess I was right", as proud as a primary school student who had won a victory.
But there is still a mystery in Yudera's heart that has not been solved - although she has said everything correctly, how did Watanabeji know all this?
He thought over what Watanabe Temple had just said in his mind, and finally discovered something unusual.
["The real poor will be like me..."]
It is not difficult to understand this with Hayato Jokudera's IQ - she started with this tone, so the following descriptions are also her personal experience, that is to say...
Jokudera picked up the defoamed glass of beer with a complicated mood. The light yellow liquid was sloshing in the rough glass.
"Hey! Give me some, Mr. Gokudera!" The girl didn't know when she brought a delicate glass from the counter, eagerly stretched it to the side of Gokudera's cup, and asked him with a smile to pour some beer for her.
However, the girl noticed something strange about Yudera. Watanabeji had tilted his head and looked at him, then at the little boy eating noodles over there, and then at the cup in his hand, and suddenly he suddenly realized——
"Hey, Mr. Jokudera has guessed it, right? I know that capable people like you are very smart."
Facing the complicated look on his face, she could still smile without any grudges: "What's the big deal? What's more, I was much smarter than him back then! It's no exaggeration to say that as long as I walked around the snack street from the beginning,
You’ll be full!”
Watanabe Temple moved the cup forward as if to please. She couldn't drink a glass of beer by herself, but she still wanted to drink it, so she hoped that her boss would give her some before entering.
Jokudera did as he was told without saying a word.
Wow.
The crystal wine was poured from a rough cup into a more delicate cup, and even the bubbles became much more elegant. After being held in the hands of a beautiful girl, it became more like something that would only appear during a banquet.
expensive champagne.
It's like a girl who starts out in the mud and manages to break free and find herself in a "delicate cup".
Jokudera Hayato suddenly felt that he didn't really mind his subordinates' occasional stupidity.