I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

ten minutes later.

"Oh, ok...I see..."

Seemingly hung up the phone calmly, Mochizuki Ayano sat at the low table with her head down, her whole body trembling with anger.

"Mochizuki Ayase, a good advocate and a thousand swordsmen..."

After the ninth lesson, the monitoring, and the location record of the shared bicycle that is now in the hallway and has not been returned so far, basically restored her behavior last night.

Mochizuki Ayase, controlling her body out of the apartment in the middle of the night, rode all the way from Shibuya to Ikebukuro, and wandered around the Toshima district.

Finally, suddenly from Ikebukuro in the northwest of Tokyo, all the way to Taito District in the northeast.

Then... fell asleep in front of this Tibetan apartment.

As a result, he was "picked up" by Sosuke Araki with a car.

After riding a bicycle for dozens of kilometers in the middle of the night, it is no wonder that some parts of my body are so sore.

Thinking of this, Mochizuki Ayano narrowed her eyes slightly and her expression became serious.

Mochizuki Ayase ran to Kuramae's apartment in the middle of the night, and must be plotting something.

To say that this guy who has been asleep for a while has been bored for too long, and that he goes out in the middle of the night just to exercise and breathe fresh air, she absolutely doesn't believe it.

After the Gap Girl incident, the ninth lesson was overwhelmed in the face of various weird ways that came and acted more and more unpredictable.

Coupled with the fact that the apartment in front of Tibet has been in peace during this period, the only two residents on the first floor are living happily and well, and the ninth lesson virtually relaxes the observation of this place.

Suddenly attracted the eyes of the eye, the slit girl and the Mochizuki Ayase, there must be some secret in this apartment.

"Hulululu...you don't want to eat...it's a waste...not as good as..."

Just when Mochizuki Ayase was thinking about it...

Sousuke Araki, who was sitting opposite her, had already finished the food in his bowl, and looked at the food in front of Mochizuki Ayano with some interest.

A large bowl of hot ramen with a rich soy sauce tonkotsu flavor, and a thick, black-spotted banana were placed on the low table in front of her.

Mochizuki Ayano, who knew that he was innocent, looked at the food in front of him, feeling a little calm, feeling only a strong sense of exhaustion and a strong sense of hunger hitting him.

Her stomach also made an honest "cuckoo" sound.

"Since you are begging sincerely... I will be polite, eat a banana from you..."

Enduring the soreness of her body, in the disappointed eyes of Araki Sosuke, she picked up the huge banana in front of her.

This banana did not know what it had gone through. It was obvious that there were too many black spots and some of it was soft.

"This is a Mongee banana, no need to peel it!"

Just as she was about to peel it subconsciously, the man on the opposite side whispered with a wretched voice.

Mochizuki Ayano suddenly remembered that he had seen this banana poster in a convenience store before.

The Mongee banana was developed by Dr. Tanaka, who loves bananas and is passionate about banana cultivation research, after about 40 years of experimentation.

The rapid cultivation technology of "freeze-thaw awakening" makes the banana peel thinner and softer than ordinary banana peels, which can be used for direct consumption.

"Is it really possible not to peel it?"

It is hard to imagine that someone spends half a lifetime studying it just to save bananas from peeling.

With such a question, Mochizuki Ayano held the huge banana in her hand and bit down with effort.

"Ok... so sweet..."

The crispy banana peel is not as sour and astringent as ordinary banana peels, but unexpectedly crispy and sweet. When paired with the soft and waxy flesh inside, it produces a very contrasting and unique taste.

No wonder it costs 500 yen per piece.

A whole banana entered the abdomen, instantly activating Mochizuki Ayano's gastrointestinal motility, but the food intake did not have time to transform into a blank period of energy, making the hunger even stronger.

"Since... Since you have cooked all the noodles, don't waste it."

She carefully picked up the chopsticks and looked at the ramen in front of her.

This is a bowl of soy sauce ramen that looks very professional.

The clear tonkotsu soy sauce soup, buckwheat noodles of just the thickness, pink char siu, golden dried bamboo shoots and shredded green onions dotted in the center.

The most overwhelming thing is that there is still an egg!

When he just woke up, this guy was on the stove, and he was actually preparing to eat for himself.

Gently picking up a column of extremely flexible noodles, Mochizuki Ayano "huhuhu" inhaled it into his mouth.

The hard noodles continued to break in her mouth as she chewed, as if a joyous dance began.

"Wait... this is..."

The tonkotsu soy sauce soup base that seemed clear, but unexpectedly sweet and delicious, with a long aftertaste, made Mochizuki Ayano almost swallowed her tongue.

The barbecued pork meat is moderately fat and lean, has a soft and waxy texture, and the dried bamboo shoots are also extremely crispy and delicious.

The heat of the egg was just right, and gently clamped, the slightly solidified egg yolk flowed out along the gap.

The ramen on the table gradually overlapped with a certain picture in memory.

"Ayano sauce, eat slowly... how about it, mother has finally learned how to make Japanese ramen!"

In the same small tatami room, a beautiful blonde woman is looking expectantly at the little blonde girl who is immersed in noodles in front of her.

"The soy sauce ramen made by mom is the best!"

The little blond girl with her mouth full of soup burying her head in a bowl twice the size of her face raised her head and exclaimed.

Her pupils were one black and one blue.

A tear slipped across his face quietly and silently fell into the noodle soup.

Mochizuki Ayano interrupted his thoughts in time and focused on the ramen in front of him.

Some memories, just stop there.

Maybe it was too hungry, maybe it was very similar to a certain happiness in my memory. Mochizuki Ayano only felt that this was the most delicious ramen she had eaten in recent years. Come down.

But in five minutes, a bowl of ramen eaten by an adult man was left with the word "Auspicious" printed on the bottom of the bowl.

Even the soup drank dry.

"Hey, you girl can still eat by accident, she is indeed a growing body age."

Seeing Mochizuki Ayano's expression of enjoyment, Sosuke Araki smiled.

"Where did you go to pack this ramen? How could it be so delicious..."

Mochizuki Ayano, who realized what she had done, changed the subject shyly.

That expensive banana, and this delicious bowl of ramen, combined with Sosuke Araki’s work and living environment...

This overly enthusiastic guy, shouldn't he sacrifice all the best things in the family to entertain himself?

"No, it's just instant noodles cooked by yourself. You can buy this brand if you feel delicious."

With that said, Sosuke Araki took a packing box from the side and handed it to her.

"Instant noodles?! How could it be better than the ones out there."

Mochizuki Ayano took the box of instant noodle shells and examined it carefully.

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