Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 38: Those who eat staple food at a self-service barbecue are all idiots
"Barbecue for lunch?"

"Don't complain even if you dislike it! This is the only one I can afford."

"Then I can only drink beverages..."

"Where's Suntory? I want to drink a can too. What a pity."

At noon on a rainy day, he and Takeda folded their umbrellas under the eaves of the "Edo Taro" sign and hung them on the umbrella rope beside them.

In most buffet restaurants, lunch prices are at least 50% off dinner prices, but the evening menu is usually more diverse.

Edo Taro costs 3,000 yen per person at night and only 1,200 yen at lunch. The quality of the Wagyu beef is not particularly high, but the beef, staple food, salad, dessert and drinks are all included.

The barbecue is grilled on the BBQ grill, the barbecue sauce is sweet, and there is no self-service beer. There are no waiters to serve food, so you have to take whatever you want. Each store has a homemade cotton candy machine, which is very popular among students.

Most people who come to eat at noon get two plates of beef, a staple food, a salad, and finally a pudding or ice cream, then pay and leave.

Takeda brought seven plates of beef in one breath.

"No staple food?" he asked.

"A barbecue buffet!" Takeda sat down across from him, a look of disbelief on his face. "Anyone who eats staple food is either an idiot with no sense of pride, or a rich person who doesn't care about the price."

"Even if you have money, you won't come to eat at Edo Taro." He found it interesting and agreed with Takeda's words.

At this time, the store was full of people, and everyone except Takeda had taken the staple food.

So according to what Takeda said, everyone in the store is a fool.

"I'll go get the sushi." He stood up under the vague gaze and joined the group of idiots. "You really don't want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat it." Zhutian couldn't wait to cover half of the grill with the beef slices.

"learn."

In addition to sushi, the main dishes include ramen, udon and curry rice. The taste is not as good as the corresponding restaurant, but it is not bad.

He picked up a few different pieces of sushi, some pork intestines and squid slices. Back at the booth, Takeda had already started on his second plate of beef.

Dip the grilled fatty beef into the barbecue sauce and eat it in one go from the bowl.

The edges of Takeda's small mouth were covered with sauce, and his face kept puffing up as he chewed.

He slowly spread a few slices of beef on his half and took the first bite of salmon sushi.

"I can't understand... Are you an idiot too..." Takeda criticized.

"You're the one who treated me, so I don't feel bad about it." He avoided the topic of whether or not one should have staple food at a barbecue buffet.

"I feel so bad!" Takeda picked up the barbecue that had just been dipped in sauce from his bowl and tried to stuff it into his mouth.

"I won't eat it until the meat is cooked."

"It better be."

The faint sound of rain outside the window mixed with the sizzling sound of barbecue oil.

The window was foggy and I couldn't see the street outside clearly.

He put a few slices of grilled meat into the bowl, ate a piece, and drew stick figures on the foggy glass with his fingers.

Draw the stray cat under the eaves of the cattery.

Most of its face and body are black, with one eye and one ear stained white. Its whiskers are very long, its body is not fat, and its claws are like walking on the snow.

After finishing the painting and eating a few slices of meat, he raised his hand to wipe away the mist on the window, along with the stray cat.

The rain outside the window is gradually easing and will soon stop.

He still remembered the random oath he had made to Tianye before, and almost thought that it would rain heavily all day today.

"Hey! Inoue." Takeda already had three empty plates beside him and called him, "You want some beer? Go get it from the boarding house now!"

He was told not to complain about anything he did.

"No more." He grilled his second plate of beef slices and told the truth.

"Why is it gone? Did you drink secretly?"

"The mustache drank it."

"...You lied to me again! You thought I would have some wine to drink today." Takeda was unhappy.

"We're discussing moving out of the boarding house. We're asking him to pay back the extra boarding fees based on the number of days he's been staying." He picked up another piece of sushi and said, "I'll help you."

"Isn't that just how it should be..." she said. "It's reasonable to use the excuse that 'you moved out mid-term, causing students who wanted to move in earlier in the year to not have a room, resulting in financial losses,' and then not settle the bill until the new students move in," he explained simply.

"How can that be reasonable!" Takeda was angry.

"Isn't that unreasonable?"

"..." Takeda was silent for a moment, picked up the barbecued meat that had been dipped in water and put it down. "Nothing about it makes sense."

"That's unreasonable." He said indifferently and picked up the third piece of sushi.

"But thank you anyway..." The boarding fee of the boarding house is paid for half a year, starting from April, and the refunded amount is a considerable sum of money.

"So, what's for dinner?" He picked up the last piece of sushi.

"Eat dinner... Hey, no more sushi!"

Before leaving the store, Takeda fiddled with the cotton candy machine for a while, made a large cylinder with two small balls, and said it was a cat.

He agreed that it was indeed a cat.

At least he didn't vomit out the sushi he had eaten.

Takeda held the marshmallow in one hand and held up his umbrella with the other, covering both of them; he had an ice cream in each hand.

"What next?" he asked.

In the morning, Takeda called the relative of the landlord of the haunted house and wanted to go in and take a look in the afternoon, but it was postponed to next Saturday on the grounds that it was raining.

"Stupid Inoue, can you sing?"

"will not."

It was no use not knowing - Takeda was holding an umbrella now, and she had the other one in her hand, so he could only follow along.

The karaoke room was not very spacious, and the first thing Takeda did when he entered was to turn off the colorful light ball hanging in the center of the ceiling.

He pounced on the double sofa and stretched out.

"Hey, Inoue. Sing a song for me." She narrowed her eyes and acted bossy.

"I'm tone-deaf." He thought for a moment and called out the system store, "Don't you think it's unpleasant?"

"Just sing!" Takeda urged. "If you sing badly, I'll say, 'What the hell is that? Give me the phonograph!'"

【Price estimate completed】

【技能：唱歌——2400（Lv.2）/12400（Lv.3）/42400……】

It's really convenient to use the valuation in the system store to see how good I am in all aspects...

He couldn't help but grumble half-sarcastically, retracting his thoughts.

"What song do you want to listen to?"

"It's different. I haven't heard of it before."

"How would I know what songs you haven't heard?" He looked at the song request station and flipped through the music library to see if there were any Chinese songs.

"Then guess!"

"De de..." There were only a few Chinese songs, but he saw that there was the Beatles' "Norwegian Wood" in the music library and clicked to play it.

Even after a lifetime, the guitar melody that was so familiar to him rang out from the speakers in the karaoke room.

“I once had a girl.”
"Or should I say she once had me."
He beat the rhythm on the microphone with his fingers and sang along with the guitar.

"Isn't this good? How can I be tone-deaf?" Takeda lay on his side on the sofa, supporting his chin with one hand, propping up his head to look at him and listen to him humming.

“She showed me her room.”

“Isn’t it good Norwegian wood?” (Norwegian forests are beautiful, right?)

"..."

Because of this song, he once thought about learning guitar.

On his eighteenth birthday, his high school classmates gave him an acoustic guitar worth six or seven hundred yuan.

After breaking a string, it never moved again.

(End of this chapter)