Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

With this little episode, Shizuka Hiratsuka forgot about being angry. After all, a steady and mature woman like her would not make mistakes on things that really need to be thought about.

Things like time can never be recovered once lost. If you want to compensate, you can only get better things in the future. How to balance the past, present and future is something that only a beautiful and wise woman like her can master.

So the most urgent thing is not to condemn her friends for leaving her to travel, but to immediately enjoy the holiday, otherwise why did she rush over a hundred kilometers without even having dinner. Although she didn't eat dinner simply because she couldn't find anyone to play with, she was too sad and decadent to lie on the sofa and didn't want to move.

Unlike Yukinoshita Yukino who needs to ask what each dish is when looking at the menu, Hiratsuka Shizuka is too familiar with izakayas. She is a "middle-aged beauty" herself, so it is not surprising that she gets into a fight with someone in the pub one day and then calls Yukino to pick them up.

As soon as I sat down, I followed the little etiquette of the izakaya. I didn't eat a single bite of food and just guzzled down two large glasses of beer on an empty stomach. Then I started to complain loudly that I was hungry.

"Private Marseille, I want a hamburger meat meal."

Shizuka Hiratsuka raised her hand to call the waiter, and the answer she got was that they didn't sell hamburger meat. She didn't get discouraged, but instead taught the waiter seriously.

"The beef meatball skewers in your store aren't pre-prepared dishes, right?"

“Hey, although it’s not hand-beaten beef, it’s all freshly purchased that day.”

"Then why don't you make the meatballs bigger and put more sauce on them after grilling them? Wouldn't that make them hamburger meat? Go ask the boss and maybe he'll have another signature dish in the restaurant."

Shizuka Hiratsuka patted the waiter's shoulder like an uncle. Fortunately, she was a beautiful beauty, otherwise Hojo Kyosuke would have taken action.

The waiter then apologized and said he would go and ask the general.

After the people left, Miki Okudera criticized her: "If you really want to eat, you should find another store instead of making things difficult for the staff."

As someone working in the catering industry, she obviously doesn't like this kind of guests.

"Hehehe~~ I didn't say I had to eat it. If the boss doesn't agree, forget it. The ingredients are all ready-made. Not only does it reduce the steps of stringing the beef onto bamboo sticks, but it can also sell for a penny more. It's totally a win-win~"

Shizuka Hiratsuka said this with a smile, and then began to show off the special menus of the izakayas she was familiar with in various districts of Tokyo, such as kimchi rice balls, miso tea rice, etc., and invited everyone to go and try them together later.

“This is a symbol of the friendship between me and those shops!”

she sighed.

This is not surprising. The boss of a Japanese izakaya cooks right in front of the customers, and the service ratio is much higher than that of a general restaurant. He also chats with the customers while cooking. If the boss wants to try a new dish, he will give it to the customers for free to taste and ask for their opinions. Old customers who have eaten delicious dishes elsewhere will also ask the boss to try to cook them. This kind of business with regular customers is very stable, so various media reports often mention century-old stores and old pots passed down for five generations.

Unlike Eriri and Yukino who were interested in the special menu, Hojo Kyousuke had no desire to respond, because if those hidden dishes were really delicious, the boss would have already written them into the menu. This behavior would not cause dissatisfaction among old customers. Instead, every time he heard someone order this dish during a meal, he would proudly say, "This dish was created by the boss and me."

So it is certain that those dishes might have been made up by Shizuka Hiratsuka when she was drunk and had her head dark, so she forced the boss to make them for her.

The owner of the cat house is worthy of being a person who has served cats for generations. He immediately asked the waiter to come up and give a positive response, and also thanked the guest for his valuable suggestions.

Shizuka Hiratsuka became even more proud and ate the skewers heartily, one in each hand.

The dishes in Japanese izakayas are not really about taste, but the most important thing is that they go well with alcohol. And the main profit is also alcohol, so many restaurants will launch cheap side dishes to attract customers. For example, grilled chicken skin skewers, add more salt, and one plate of grilled skewers can be drunk with two large glasses of draft beer.

There were seven people at the table, and only four older sisters were of drinking age. Needless to say, Eriri, a beautiful girl who might still be suspected of being underage at the age of 40, was a staunch cola fan. If she really wanted to play a little trick, she would just mix a mixed cola with various colas. This girl was very good at drinking cola. How good was she? If she mixed four or fewer kinds of cola together, she could accurately name each kind of cola. If she mixed other carbonated drinks, she could also reach a 70% accuracy rate.

Hojo Kyosuke has a handsome face that looks very young, but he is tall and has an extraordinary temperament. Anyone who sees him will only think of the three words "handsome guy" and will not think about how old he is. In addition, there are many beautiful women sitting around him. If it weren't for his good temperament, someone would ask him which gigolo he is, so it is very natural for him to drink.

Finally, the only one left was Yukinoshita, who only drank ice water and didn't drink alcohol. Although she concealed it well, the observant Hojo Kyosuke could see at a glance that she was also eager to try alcoholic beverages. But she was a righteous superwoman after all, and she just picked up the beer and sniffed it lightly despite Haruno's temptation.

"I know, it's the taste I don't like. Also, sister, the taste of beer in your mouth is too strong, stay away from me!"

Yukino drove her sister away as usual.

The dishes that had been ordered were served one after another. Except for Shizuka Hiratsuka who was very hungry, everyone else ate and drank slowly, which perfectly matched her beautiful appearance.

Yang Nai put down the stick and started chatting:
"When I was in fourth grade, my mother and her friends took me to a banquet. I remember the person sitting opposite me was a councillor from Edo District. There was a delicious chicken dish, and the lady sitting opposite me saw that I liked it, so she asked the waiter for an extra portion for me. I was quite happy at first because my mother didn't object, but I soon regretted it."

She paused, propped her chin on the low table with her left hand, and looked at the others to give them time to think and react. This little skill of chatting has been completely integrated into her body. Chatting will not become a one-person sharing session. Everyone around her will enjoy the fun of chatting under her command.

“It’s like a puppeteer.”

Looking at her elder sister's eyes which became more moist after drinking, and seemed to have a little more tenderness and affection, Yukinoshita Yukino thought in her heart.

You can easily control other people's emotions through words and eye contact without any unnaturalness.

The girl sighed in her heart, she still needed to work harder.

As expected, Eriri raised her hand actively. She was very familiar with this topic.

"I think it's because I ate too much and had to go to the bathroom so it's difficult!"

Her eyes were full of certainty, and she further revealed:
"One time I drank too much and couldn't even sit still. But my mother was very understanding. As long as I gave her a look, she would help me find all kinds of excuses to take me out."

The idiot's words immediately made everyone laugh. Not to mention fashionable urban women like Haruno and Miki, even Yukino knew that they had to control their greed when attending a banquet, otherwise if they accidentally ate too much, their slim figures brought out by tight long skirts would be ruined by their bulging bellies.

Only little girls like Eriri would have such troubles. They can't eat cute dresses or loose T-shirts. Mature older sisters like them prefer long skirts that can show off their beautiful figures.

Yang No looked at the innocent Eriri, and a trace of envy flashed in her smiling eyes. Eriri, whose family background was much more prominent than her sisters, was like a princess from a fairy tale. In comparison, she seemed like a woman who was trained by a small noble family to become a vicious queen.

Ha ha ha ha--

The moment this thought came to her mind, she burst out laughing, and Eriri even thought she had said something wrong.

Yang Nai said quickly:

"Mrs. Spencer is such a lovely mother, but my mother is not so reasonable."

She shook her head and said nothing more. It was not a wise thing to expose the misfortune of her family in front of her friends, unless the next step was to defraud and sell things. Otherwise, it would only make others directly bring the unhappiness of their family to themselves. "Because your mother is so harsh, you become so extreme", that's what she meant.

Just like Mrs. Yukinoshita's wives, even if they don't know Haruno and Yukino, will praise them as smart and cute girls. And Yukinoshita Haruno's friends, even if they have never seen Mrs. Yukinoshita, will imagine her as an elegant and beautiful woman.

Family happiness can be passed on to other family members.

"It's not a matter of eating too much. I understood this after attending the banquet for the first time."

Yang Nai said with a grin.

Ying Lili asked in confusion: "What is that?"

“I ate a bone in the chicken.”

Ying Lili was stunned: "Bones? Is it the chef's problem? No, chicken must have bones."

"That's not the point. The problem was that I didn't know what to do with the bone at the time."

Yang Nai smiled beautifully.

Yukino also frowned and said, "Deal with it? Can't you just spit it out?"

Yang Noi turned her pointed chin on the back of her hand and looked at her sister with her big watery eyes. She smiled and said:

"I remember that the dining table was a large round table covered with a white tablecloth with an orchid pattern. The chicken was served on a heart-shaped white porcelain plate. In front of me, there was only a glass of water besides the plate. I carefully looked at everyone's plates and found that no one had bones in their plate."

Now everyone understands that women in Japan have many rules. Going to a ramen restaurant, a chain fast food restaurant, or buying roasted sweet potatoes alone are all considered "embarrassing".

Eriri put on an expression of deep understanding and sympathy, and said sadly: "As a lady, spitting out bones is indeed a bit indecent, so it is best to avoid eating this kind of food as much as possible."

After saying that, she swallowed the meat in her mouth fiercely.

Yukinoshita Haruno looked at the grilled chicken wings in Eriri's hand and the corners of her mouth covered with sauce, and gave a polite and elegant smile.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled and handed over the wet towel.

"So this is what you did in the end, stop keeping me in suspense!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka said dissatisfiedly that their two families were old friends, and she had heard too much about the tragic past of the Yukinoshita family, and now she just wanted to hear some fun. As for why the mafia lady was old friends with the Yukinoshita family of the construction company and the politician, there was no need to explain more, maybe the ancestors of the two families actually had the same surname.

Seeing someone impatient, Yang Nai immediately shut up, picked up the beer and began to taste it slowly. It didn't matter whether there was a story or not, what she enjoyed was the reaction of those people after being moved by her words.

Shizuka Hiratsuka was immediately so angry that she screamed and demanded that Haruno immediately confess her tragedy and tell her about it so that she could drink with it.

The two of them were having a great time, but Ying Lili, who was happily eating grilled chicken wings, put down the skewers and a gloomy look appeared on her face.

Oh no, why do I see the shadow of that woman Kasumigaoka Utaha in Yukino’s sister?

In the end, Yono still told the sequel of the story, after all, Yukino, Miki and the others were also very curious.

"I ended up chewing the bones and eating them directly."

She said with a smile.

"..."

hiss--

Ying Lili took a deep breath and raised her hand to cover her chin without caring about the oil on her hands. She had a toothache.

No, the esophagus should hurt too!
She raised her other hand and covered her neck. She felt as if some bone fragments were sliding down her esophagus, causing her great pain.

Everyone has always known that Yang Nai is a ruthless person, but no one knew she was so cruel.

Miki Okudera couldn't help but ask, "It shouldn't be this serious, right? Even though Madam Yukinoshita is strict, she wouldn't ask you to do this, right?"

This thought also appeared in Yukinoshita Yukino's mind. Although her mother was meticulous at home, she was not such a cruel person. Her father would only be blamed for pouring canned beer into cups.

Yang Noi took in everyone's expressions and nodded with satisfaction. The only flaw was that a certain man remained calm.

"Of course I asked my mother how to deal with this situation."

Everyone looked at Haruno curiously, expecting Mrs. Yukinoshita's response.

"Mother looked at me in surprise and said, of course you should eat it."

"..."

hiss--

Not only did Eriri have a toothache, but even Yukino Miki gasped.

As expected, she is a mother who could raise such a ruthless person like Yang Nai. She is indeed an extremely ruthless person.

Yukinoshita Yukino silently drank a large glass of ice water.

Yang No nodded in satisfaction when she saw her sister's reaction. (End of this chapter)