Tokyo Literary Godfather

Nishimura Taro has been a little troubled recently, perhaps because his parents are getting older, and during this time they have been desperately urging him to find a girlfriend and get married.

Nishimura Taro is a standard herbivorous man. He has no particular interest in the opposite sex. If anything, paper figures are more in line with his aesthetics. Even when watching adult videos, he will choose cartoons to watch.

So it's always a bit annoying for his parents to always urge him to find a girlfriend. I don't get enough sleep when I work in a TV station. Do I need to find someone else to compress my sleep time?

Absolutely not.

So when Kei Fujiwara proposed the plan of "bring home the girlfriend with a big appetite" at the planning meeting, Taro Nishimura's eyes lit up.

So when looking for a prankster, Nishimura Taro volunteered and contributed his parents.

Filial piety to heaven and earth.

On the day of filming, the program crew sneaked into Nishimura's house and placed a hidden camera in the house. The day before, Nishimura Taro told his parents that he would take his girlfriend home.

The parents went home early in the afternoon, but at this time the home had already been installed a hidden camera.

Taro Nishimura put on a hidden microphone and walked into the house with the girl with a big stomach.

"Father, Mother, we're back." Taro Nishimura shouted as he opened the door.

Sasaki Takaki sat behind the monitor, a little speechless: "Nishimura-kun, is this what you usually call your parents when you go home?"

Nishimura Taro whispered into the microphone: "I'm sorry, it's the first time I appear in front of the camera, I'm a little nervous."

"Please be natural."

Nishimura Taro cleared his throat and shouted again: "Dad, Mom, I'm back."

"Oh, Taro!"

Mrs. Nishimura quickly ran out of the house, the smile on her face could hardly be hidden, and soon, Mr. Nishimura also came out.

The two old men first took a quick look at the girl next to Taro Nishimura, and smiled even more happily. Today the girl is wearing a white gauze dress, she looks very quiet, it should be a very attractive dress for the elderly.

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie." The girl bowed and said hello.

"Come in." The two old men hurriedly brought the girl and Taro Nishimura into the living room.

"Mom, are you cooking yet?" Taro Nishimura asked.

"Your mother is making it, you two should go eat some dessert first." Mr. Nishimura said with a smile.

A few people were sitting on the sofa chatting. Mrs. Nishimura smiled and brought up the freshly baked dorayaki and honeydew melon. Honeydew is a high-quality melon, a super high-end dessert fruit, very expensive, and Taro Nishimura himself didn’t even have one. After eating it several times, it can be seen that the Nishimura couple are particularly attentive to their son's girlfriend.

Nishimura Taro was a little flustered for a moment. If his parents knew the truth soon, they would probably be very angry...

When the girl saw the melon, she was not polite and directly picked up a piece and started chewing it.

Mr. Nishimura smiled and chatted with the girl, who kept eating melon and dorayaki from the plate while chatting with them.

The two chatted happily. Mr. Nishimura kept laughing and didn't notice at all that the dorayaki and melon on the plate had reached the bottom unknowingly.

The meal was quickly prepared. Mrs. Nishimura greeted a few people to eat. She turned around and saw Taro Nishimura chewing a small piece of melon rind. Then she saw that the dorayaki and melon on the coffee table were gone, so she directly He slapped Nishimura Taro on the back: "If you eat so many desserts, how can you have dinner?"

Nishimura Taro turned around, swallowed his saliva, and said nothing. This was the first piece of honeydew he had eaten.

Only then did Mr. Nishimura notice that the desserts on the table had bottomed out, and his eyes widened. It was a whole melon and more than twenty dorayaki...

This girl has a good appetite... Mr. Nishimura glanced at the girl, but this subtle look was recorded by the camera.

Several people sat at the dining table, and after "I'm done", the girl picked up her chopsticks and started to eat happily.

Seeing that the girl had such an appetite, Mrs. Nishimura smiled from ear to ear, "If it's delicious, eat more."

The girl nodded repeatedly and ate the whole piece of fried pork chop in two bites.

Mr. Nishimura was already a little stunned. He thought that the child would not be able to eat after eating so many desserts, but he did not expect that he still had such an appetite.

The girl stuffed pieces of pork chops into her mouth, and the beef, matsutake and fish meat gradually disappeared. When she saw the rice disappearing from the girl's bowl for the third time, Mrs. Nishimura gradually realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Sorry, my rice is undercooked..." Mrs. Nishimura said, "Do you want soba noodles? It will be cooked soon."

"I love soba noodles, thank you."

Mrs. Nishimura hurried to the kitchen to cook noodles. Mr. Nishimura stared blankly at the gradually empty plate. In fact, he didn't eat much at all, and he didn't dare to move his chopsticks now.

The soba noodles were cooked quickly and served, and Mrs. Nishimura also ordered a plate of spicy fried pork.

However, the new food was quickly eaten. Mr. Nishimura picked up a cup of barley tea, sipped it carefully, and suddenly asked a question: "Nishimura, how long have you been dating?"

Taro Nishimura answered according to the script: "About two months."

"So... do you usually eat together?"

"Well, we spend more time together."

"Usually..." Mr. Nishimura smiled sheepishly, "Do you have such an appetite?"

Nishimura Taro said: "Well, maybe it's because the food mom made today was delicious."

"If it's delicious, just eat more. It doesn't matter." Mrs. Nishimura smiled.

But the smile began to strain.

Soon, the bottom of the fried pork was gone, and Mrs. Nishimura had no choice but to continue making fried chicken.

"Taro, come here and help me." Mrs. Nishimura greeted Taro Nishimura while wrapping the chicken in batter.

"Here we come." Nishimura Taro walked into the kitchen. Mrs. Nishimura turned to look at the girl and asked in a low voice: "Taro, is your girlfriend a bit too good at eating?"

"It's okay." Nishimura Taro pretended not to care, "After all, it's normal for young people to eat a lot."

"This is not normal... I originally prepared ingredients for five people today, just to make the table look richer. I just made so much, your father and I didn't eat much, and she ate alone Food for seven or eight people..."

Mrs. Nishimura hesitated and asked, "Taro, how do you calculate the meal expenses when you usually go out with her?"

Taro Nishimura suppressed a smile: "Sometimes she treats me, sometimes I treat her, and most of the time we share the cost of the meal equally."

"Split it evenly... Then you've worked hard enough..." Mrs. Nishimura didn't say anything else. After making the fried chicken, she brought it out.

The girl had just entered a fighting state at this time, and the Nishimura family no longer dared to use their chopsticks. They could only watch the girl finish another plate of fried chicken in a hurry.

After eating, the girl looked at Mrs. Nishimura again.

Mrs. Nishimura said helplessly: "There are no other ingredients at home..."

"It's okay, Auntie." The girl wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, "Just 60% full."

"..."

"Auntie, I'm going to the bathroom."

"I'm also going out to take a call." Nishimura Taro said.

The girl and Nishimura Taro got up, and this was part of the process, so that Nishimura Taro's parents could talk privately.

Seeing the two leaving, Nishimura and his wife turned to look at each other and suddenly smiled helplessly.

Mr. Nishimura: "Oh, this is really amazing... I have never seen anything so edible in my life."

Mrs. Nishimura: "This is enough food for six people..."

"Not only that, she also ate the dessert before dinner by herself." Mr. Nishimura said with his hand on his cheek, "It's really amazing."

"Let's give Taro some subsidies from now on, just use it as food expenses."

At this time, the door outside the house suddenly opened, and Taro Nishimura and other staff from the program team came inside.

"No, uncle and aunt, we are Nishimura-kun's colleagues, we are disturbing you two."

Mr. Nishimura stood up and was a little stunned, "Hello everyone, this is..."

"That's right, we are filming a show..."

The staff told the Nishimura couple the whole story, "Ah, so that's it!"

"Thank you for the hospitality. The food cooked by my aunt is really delicious!" The girl also came out and said with a smile.

"It turns out it was a prank, Taro, you kid is really serious." Mrs. Nishimura said with some annoyance, "But..."

Mrs. Nishimura looked at the girl: "Son, do you have a boyfriend? Do you really want to consider dating our Taro? Being able to eat is not a problem at all!"

…

"Very good." Looking at the unedited video material, Fujiwara Kei said, "When I go back to edit, it will end here."

He looked back at Yui Mizuhara: "Miss Mizuhara, we need a few episodes to save."

"Two episodes are enough." Mizuhara Yui said, "Starting next month, the late night time slot on Sundays will be freed up. By then, "Anthropological Observation" will be officially broadcast."