The king of training starting from Sakurasou

"OK."

Upon hearing the request, the clerk smiled and led the two to a corner where there were fewer people.

After sitting down, Rita continued the topic: "In that case, show me the thank you gift."

"No need, it's a trivial gadget."

Qianliu rinsed his mouth with 987 water mixed with ice cubes to hide it.

Well, unlike China, which likes to use hot or warm water, District 11 prefers ice water.

"I always feel that it's very suspicious."

Rita squinted her eyes, trying to find any flaws.

But she couldn't forcefully take things from Qianliu's pocket, so she had to think of tactics to make him obediently show off automatically.

Unavoidable, she continued to ask. While waiting for the food to be served, Qianliu rarely took the initiative to start the topic: "Actually, this kaiseki restaurant is not very authentic. If I have the opportunity, I will take you to Kyoto and Osaka to taste real kaiseki cuisine."

"Eh, really"

Interested in the food, Rita ignored what she just said.

After the first step was successful, Qianliu breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Well, many people in District 11 believe that the only way to taste real traditional delicacies is to go to an old restaurant in Kyoto and drink tea while looking at the beautiful courtyard. , only when you enjoy kaiseki cuisine can it be called authentic.”

""Tea Kaiseki" that absorbs the elegance of tea ceremony culture

The cuisine embodies the beauty of the food culture of the 11th district. In addition to the materials, Kaiseki cuisine pursues the beauty of the space created by the utensils, seats, gardens, hanging scrolls, and vases, coupled with skilled techniques , created the so-called essence of District 11 cuisine - tea kaiseki cuisine."

"And here, none of them meet the standards."

Looking at the surrounding environment of the store, not only the outside but also the busy city scene, Rita was thoughtful.

"So...what exactly is a thank you gift?"

Qianliu pretended not to hear and sighed to himself.

A lie requires countless lies to cover up. If I had known this, it would have been better to tell her the truth at that time, which would have made it less likely to arouse suspicion.

Fortunately, the clerk came over at this time to interrupt the awkward mood.

He starts with appetizers, then follows them with seasonal dishes, usually a type of sushi paired with several smaller side dishes, all served in pottery or porcelain.

Generally speaking, Kaiseki cuisine has a meal sequence, but Qianliu didn't like it. He bit into the pickled radish cut into small pieces and felt that it tasted crisp and sweet.

Rita, on the other hand, was concentrating on the sashimi.

Qianliu didn't like sashimi, so when he was about to finish the plate of pickled radish as a snack, a dish of vegetables, meat, fish, and tofu cut into small pieces and mixed together was served.

How should I put it, the taste is acceptable, but not particularly delicious, and the gap between it and what he makes is a bit big.

But you can taste it without having to do anything yourself, so I’ll give it a little extra credit.

After that, the clerk methodically and rhythmically put on the cover, roasting food, hot food, cold bowl, medium pig mouth, strong food, royal rice, incense, bowl, and water.

These... are more elegant terms, but they are actually... soup, barbecue, vinegar-pickled side dishes, chilled utensils for cooked food, sour soup, main dishes, and rice. , miso soup, fruit...that's pretty much it.

It sounds like a lot, giving the impression that it is too much to finish, but the portion is pitifully small, and most of it is gone in just two or three bites.

While drinking the mushroom soup, which was made with bean paste as the main ingredient and mixed with various seafood, Qianliu couldn't help but look at the various people passing by outside the window.

How many people in this country can truly live freely and without burdens? Most of them are like these... social animals who carry heavy burdens all day long and can only relax after get off work to find fun.

Under the government's so-called happy learning method, I lost my mind by playing with things, graduated from high school and entered the society, and then worked numbly in the same position for my whole life, acting as a tool to be exploited.

He held his chin and looked at the men and women going to Kabukicho, cinemas, bars,... there were countless people coming in and out.

"What are you looking at"

After finishing her last bite, Rita wiped the greasy corners of her mouth with a tissue.

"It's nothing, it's time to go back. I didn't see the message Xiaojiu sent before."

Qianliu stood up and prepared to pay.

"etc...."

He moved for a moment and looked back: "Is there anything else?"

"You've eaten enough, let's take a rest."

Rita said rather embarrassed.

"..."

Qianliu thought about it and sat down again:

At this moment, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a familiar woman outside the window passing by the roadside with a girl who was roughly similar to her but with a colder temperament.

Yukinoshita Haruno, why is she here and there? It must be Yukino.

The girl has regular features and long black hair. Although she is wearing a student uniform, she looks unique in the crowd.

A beautiful girl who is just like a lady, Yukinoshita Yukino seems to be very reluctant to follow her sister Haruno. She is like the snow buried deep in the bottom, just like her own name.

Although beautiful, others cannot reach out and touch it, they can only imagine it in their hearts.

"Why, you've fallen in love with me?"

Rita noticed his gaze and deliberately teased him.

Qianliu denied: "Just acquaintances."

"Do you think I will still believe you? I won't trust you until you explain the thank you gift."

"Well then that's it."

Qianliu looked like he had given up.

"Hey, don't you want to restore your image in my heart?"

Rita stared at him angrily.

Qianliu spread his hands: "Those who are clean will clean themselves up."

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Chapter 257 It’s the end of September in the blink of an eye