Japanese big things

After eating sullenly for a while, Nana Hashimoto felt a little full, and then she slowed down her eating speed. Although the taste of the food was very average, for a girl, it was already very delicious.

Food.

"Nakamura-san, don't you want to eat?"

Looking up and accidentally looking at Nakamura Masahiro, Hashimoto Nana didn't notice that his bowls and chopsticks were barely moving, and the rice in the bowl was only slightly missing. Obviously, Nakamura Masahiro didn't eat much.

Thinking that the somewhat vulgar eating behavior just now must have been noticed by Nakamura Masahiro, Hashimoto Nanami felt a trace of panic in her heart for no reason.

"I'm not very hungry and can't eat much."

Holding chopsticks and pulling the rice in the bowl, Nakamura Masahiro took a shallow bite. Although he wanted to eat with the girl, he had not digested what he had eaten before. No matter how tempting the delicious food on the table was,

He doesn't have much appetite now.

"Leave me alone, give me a good meal yourself."

Glancing at the tiptoeing Hashimoto Nana, Nakamura Masahiro's stern expression was like the school's dean, exuding invisible coercion, shrouding the girl in shadow.

"This, and this, and this... I leave them all to you."

Without giving Hashimoto Nana a chance to object, Nakamura Masahiro moved almost all the dishes to the girl's side. He said in a more arrogant tone: "Hashimoto-san, please eat more."

"Ah?"

Hashimoto Nana looked at Masahiro Nakamura in confusion, then lowered her head at the sumptuous dishes in front of her, and was a bit unable to react for a while.

Wanting to decline the other party's kindness, Hashimoto Nana was worried about Nakamura Masahiro's overbearing attitude. Her thoughts went back and forth, but in the end she rationally chose to remain silent.

Lowering her head, Hashimoto Nana quietly picked up the food. After all, the girl's appetite was not that big, and after a while, she was seventy percent full.

"I, I'm full."

Gently putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Hashimoto Nana said in a low voice. Her eyes were lowered. She was a little afraid of Nakamura Masahiro and deliberately avoided his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

Glancing at Hashimoto Nana's slightly bulging cheeks, Nakamura Masahiro couldn't see her expression clearly, but the pouty little mouth still exposed the girl's somewhat dissatisfied mood.

"Smith Marseille, can you help me pack the rest?"

After raising his hand, Nakamura Masahiro called the proprietress to him. With a friendly smile on his face, he said in a sincere tone: "There are more than half of them on the table, I want to take them back."

The proprietress looked at the dishes on the table. The two guests didn't eat much, and there was more than half of the remaining portion. On individual plates, the presentation seemed to have not changed, and the chopsticks might not have been touched at all.

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"Guest, this is not good... our store does not provide packing service..."

With a look of hesitation on her face, the proprietress looked at Masahiro Nakamura with some embarrassment. According to the conventions of the Japanese catering industry, all restaurants or restaurants will not provide takeout services.

On the one hand, Japan's domestic catering industry does not have a so-called take-out culture. The prevailing concept is that "you can finish all the dishes you order." Because the food portions are calculated, it is unlikely that there will be much leftover.

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On the other hand, if problems such as deterioration occur in the packed meals, and accidents such as poisoning occur due to consumption by guests, not only will the reputation of the restaurant be affected, but it will even need to bear the risks and responsibilities of food safety issues.

"Excuse me...I can pay extra for packaging."

Nakamura Masahiro understands the concerns of the proprietress, and also knows the long-standing conventions and regulations in the Japanese catering industry. However, there are exceptions to everything, and no matter how strict the rules are, there will be room for accommodation.

"If you are worried, I can also sign a letter of responsibility."

"Okay, then...please wait a moment."

Now that Masahiro Nakamura mentioned this, his sincere attitude really made it difficult for the landlady to refuse. She looked at most of the remaining dishes on the table, made a mental calculation, and finally nodded and agreed.

"I need a little time and the packaging tools need to be prepared."

Since the restaurant does not provide packaging services, the restaurant did not prepare packaging tools. Although the proprietress relented and agreed to package, the packaging tools could not appear suddenly like magic.

"Thank you...If you can, please pack some more rice for me."

"Okay, no problem."

Looking at Masahiro Nakamura's action of clasping his hands together, his sincere yet elegant attitude was very helpful. The landlady found it inexplicably interesting and couldn't help but smile for a moment.

Watching the landlady walk away, Nakamura Masahiro looked back at Nana Hashimoto, who was as honest as a quail. His ignorant eyes and somewhat empty expression perfectly fit the definition of cute.

"Nakamura-san, is there something on my face?"

Being stared at by Masahiro Nakamura, the feeling of being like a substance was inexplicably hot. Nana Hashimoto, who was slightly slow to react, couldn't help but shrink her head and became a little nervous. She asked a question with a little doubt.

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"Uh, no, it's nothing..."

Realizing that his behavior was a bit rude, Nakamura Masahiro retracted his gaze in a panic. He looked around casually without any target. He avoided the girl's gaze, and there was still a trace of politeness left in the embarrassment.

"Sorry to bother you..."

An unexpected voice sounded, interrupting the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two of them. It was the proprietress of the restaurant who came over. She was holding a paper bag and several packing bags in her hand. She was here to provide packing services.

"I can only use this for temporary packaging, I hope you don't mind."

"It's okay, sorry to trouble you..."

After thanking him, Nakamura Masahiro asked Hashimoto Nana to step back a little and make some space so as not to interfere with the boss's packing.

"Nakamura-san...."

Reaching out to open her wallet, Hashimoto Nana took out a piece of Fukuzawa Yukichi with difficulty, her eyes full of reluctance. After taking a deep breath, she handed Fukuzawa Yukichi to Nakamura Masahiro and whispered: "This

It’s my dining expenses.”

Obviously, Hashimoto Nana's idea is the mainstream AA system. Although she doesn't know the total cost, but in terms of the richness of the dishes on the table, it is definitely not rare. If two people have an AA, they will almost need a fortune card.

Ji.

"Eh?"

Confused by the girl's behavior, Nakamura Masahiro was slightly startled, then reacted belatedly. He raised his eyebrows and spoke with an unhappy expression.

"Hashimoto-san, you...don't you want to give me money?"

"Hi..."

Noticing that Nakamura Masahiro's expression was wrong, his stern expression was as serious as those of the invigilators during exams, Hashimoto Nana's mood fell into the abyss. She responded cautiously, and her mood became a little panicked.

His face darkened a bit, Nakamura Masahiro stared at Hashimoto Nanami intently, his unsmiling appearance was like a sculpture, and invisible pressure spread to the surroundings.

The aa system is indeed the mainstream way to have dinner together in Japan. Even for couples in love, most people understand this very clearly. However, Nakamura Masahiro still retains those domestic ideas and habits. Regarding Hashimoto Nanami’s behavior

Not very acceptable.

If it were between male friends, Nakamura Masahiro would be fine with it, as he would respect the mainstream dining habits. But Hashimoto Nana is a girl, and her financial situation is not good, so Nakamura Masahiro really can't agree to it.<

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"Put your money away...I brought you here for this meal, I should pay for it."

Although the reason was explained clearly, Nakamura Masahiro's tone and attitude were still so domineering and unreasonable. Normally, Nakamura Masahiro is a very gentle person, but in front of Hashimoto Nanami, he could only pretend to be high-profile.
If you don't behave more arrogantly, like Hashimoto Nanami, I'm afraid you will have to struggle for a long time with AA system payment. Instead of wasting time and energy in this aspect, it is better to cut the knot quickly.

"Just be honest with me and eat well. Don't cause trouble for me with your random thoughts."

"Guests, they have been packed and are all here."

A few minutes passed quickly, and the dishes on the table were put away. The brightly colored food was put into different packaging bags by category, and finally placed together in a large paper bag.

According to Nakamura Masahiro's request, the boss lady also packed an extra portion of rice. The rice was packed in a box, and the lid was slightly bulging. Judging from the compaction, the boss lady should have given enough rice.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Just like a face change in a Sichuan opera trick, Nakamura Masahiro's serious expression quickly turned into a smile. He bowed, quickly took out two pieces of Fukuzawa Yukichi and handed them to the proprietress. His gentle attitude was like a refreshing breath of fresh air.

"It's okay...."

Responding politely, the landlady took Fukuzawa Yukichi skillfully. While thinking about it in her mind, she took out a handful of scattered banknotes from her pocket, and then she gave the extra money to him in change.

Masahiro Nakamura.

"You two are lovers, right?"

Looking at Masahiro Nakamura with a smile on her face, the landlady immediately looked at Nana Hashimoto who was standing aside. The girl was pouting her little mouth at this time, with the sides of her cheeks slightly bulging, as if she looked unhappy.

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The boss lady had a clear view of the behavior of the girl and Nakamura Masahiro just now. Nakamura Masahiro's pretentious and arrogant posture looked a little childish and cute, but it was full of protection and concern for the girl.

It's like a campus full of youthful atmosphere, a pure love plot like an anime, the handsome senior can't restrain his love for the girl, and deliberately assumes a domineering attitude.

"Oh...it's great to be young, please take good care of each other."