episode_0051

Let’s open the store door.

It had the atmosphere of a snack bar.

Silver square iron plate, smell of oil.

Steam filled the store.

Does it have to be because it’s something indigenous?

A scenery that is familiar to me, but unique in Japan.

Maybe that’s why it’s surprisingly crowded.

A man who appeared to be the owner of the store who found me approached me.

“Welcome! Would you like to order?”

“Haha. Well… could you please wait a moment? It’s my first time here”

“Ah! This is your first time. Then, would you mind explaining the menu? If it’s your first time, you might not be used to it”

The man’s face brightened when he heard that it was his first time.

A face like a stagnant person who is happy to hear that he hasn’t tried something yet.

Is this an expression of confidence that you will like it after eating it?

Since it was a snack bar, there was no need for a separate menu explanation.

Neither do I.

I answered the man’s question in Korean.

It’s hard to tell by appearance, but I can feel it.

This guy is a Korean in Japan.

Fortunately, I am a possessor.

Multilingual skills.

A global talent who has mastered two languages: Japanese and Korean.

I opened my mouth in Korean, saying, “Or not.”

“..That’s okay.”

Native-level Korean came out of my mouth.

The man’s eyes widened.

bingo!

I smiled at him and opened my mouth.

“I can do it too. I know Korea quite well…haha”

“Oh…this is quite a rare guest. I guess you went to Korea for a long time and then came back? Your accent is so natural”

“…I guess that’s the case…?”

I lived for 20 years from birth to adulthood.

It’s not wrong.

It must have been quite a point of liking, and the liking was evident in the way he spoke.

“Then, if there is anything you want, please let me know. I especially”

After taking a quick look at the woman next to him who appeared to be his wife, the man came closer and said.

“I’ll give it to you secretly”

“Ah! Then thank you”

an unexpected harvest

I smiled.

If this is a privilege, it is a privilege.

When the man handed me a small panel and disappeared, I picked up the menu.

——

menu

-tteokbokki

1000 yen

-Sundae

1000 yen

-fish cake

1000 yen

-Udon

800 yen

-dumpling

800 yen

-Fried squid (3 pieces)

400 yen

…

—-

My eyes were shaken when I saw the menu.

Even when I came to Japan in my past life, I didn’t go out of my way to find a Korean restaurant.

Because it was food I would eat whenever I returned.

So, I was worried before entering, but there were a lot of things I slightly ignored.

A bit on the topic of snack food? How expensive is it? With this feeling.

20,000 won is enough…usually.

But what is the real price?

I looked at the man who had just been chatting amicably with suspicious eyes.

I thought I was scammed.

“Umm”

Probably not.

When I think about it, even though my Korean is this good, I wonder if I would scam someone like this.

That means the prices on the menu listed here are real, not fake.

Given my wallet’s circumstances, two, at best three, is the maximum.

If I just order that, my wallet will be empty.

My worries deepen.

Will Inaba be satisfied with that?

No matter how much I think about it, I can’t draw a picture that Inaba is satisfied with.

You don’t know when she will come.

If I delay any longer, Inaba, who has joined, will accuse me of being a bitch.

It’s a bit absurd to go on a first date.

In human terms, it’s a bit…

Then, a menu item at the bottom of the menu caught my eye.

-Spyeseol set meal

2100 yen

Tteokbokki + Sundae + Tempura + Odeng + Pork Cutlet

There’s something like that here too?!

My hand went up as a conditioned reflex.

A regular menu item at my snack bar.

Well, of course, the price seems to have gone up twice compared to when it was in Korea.

Let’s understand.

Because this is Japan

With this configuration and this price, it was a boon even in Korea.

I apologized for briefly misunderstanding his intentions and quickly opened my mouth to the man who approached my gesture.

“I will make a special set menu”

“Oh..um..uh..this is a bit big, is it okay?’

“Ah, there is one more person in the group besides me”

“Then you’re lucky! I’ll bring it to you right away.”

I caught the man who was about to leave.

“?”

Normally, I wouldn’t want to be this sloppy with a man.

Sometimes you have to bow down to your integrity to get what you want.

Just then, I see the lady coming closer.

They are delivering food to the table right next to them.

The basic side dish that the man left behind when he first came.

kimchi.

As a Korean, I would judge it as ordinary.

No, actually, the food I ate in Korea tastes better.

In relative terms, it is below standard.

but..

For Koreans, I don’t know about foreigners, but kimchi is a source of pride.

Saying that kimchi is not delicious is equivalent to pad lip.

On the contrary, praise is-

“Wow..the kimchi is really delicious. Man… I think your skills are really good”

“Student? Office workers? Well, whatever it is, do you have a problem with your sense of taste? Kimchi is delicious? Your mouth is kinda-”

match-

A loud sound echoes inside the store.

The face of the man who was hit on the back hardens.

Even just looking at it, I can feel the pain I’m feeling right now.

It must hurt so much.

The man was forced to leave quietly and by force, and the woman took over and approached.

A happy face written on his face.

I guess you heard? Fortunately.

I cleared my throat.

In Korean, of course.

Wouldn’t this make you more likeable?

“Hello. Lady”

“Oh my! Do you speak Korean?”

“Yes, of course. I’m very interested in Korea”

“Oh my god”

“Maybe that’s why I’m also very interested in Korean cuisine”

“Oh my!”

“The uncle brought kimchi as a side dish and I ate it…I don’t know what to say, but ”

The reaction that responds to each and every one of them is a blessing.

The gaze heightens.

gulp-

“For me, this kimchi… it tastes better than any kimchi I ate when I was in Korea. Nothing missing in texture or spiciness ”

“Really? Hehehe… I didn’t actually tell you… I’m from Jeolla-do… Even back then, the village recognized me for my taste, right? Huh?”

The woman sat down at the table with a happy smile.

“If I just say I only make kimchi! People from all over the neighborhood came and begged us to share a little bit”

“When was that time? Ah winter! Because I don’t make kimchi in the winter… Do you know what the village head said when he came?”

“Also um..ah! My in-laws are like that too…I’m an expert at cooking-”

…

I feel like my ears are bleeding.

I nodded.

This was too much of a flood of language to hear in one ear and pass out in the other.

The dam is about to burst.

When it gets increasingly difficult.

The store door opened and Inaba came in.

A stranger is having a friendly conversation with me.

A look of confusion.

“Sasaki…? ..Who is this person?”

At Inaba’s words, the woman who saw her raised her voice and said “ho-ho-ho” before leaving with a smile.

“Oh, your girlfriend is here? I’ll do it right away, just wait! bachelor. I’ll give you a special generous portion, so eat until you’re full”

“Thank you. madam. You’re so good at cooking, I’m looking forward to your cooking”

“Oh my!”

The lady leaves with a smile, and Inaba’s eyes shake as he sits down.

Because the conversation just now was purely in Korean.

Amazing, right? Inaba.

Koreans are good at Korean?

so do i.

In my past life, no one knew.

“Sasaki…do you speak Korean too?”

“Yes. It’s just that… I didn’t learn it… I acquired it naturally…? Should I say I did it”

“Hehe…what is that? Sasaki…but you were kinda cool just now”

I opened my mouth to see Inaba sitting down and casually putting kimchi in his mouth.

Where are you going to go?

“So how was the call?”

“Yes..?”

He looked at Inaba, who looked confused, and placed a glass of water in front of her.

When I tried it, it was spicy.

“No..he seemed embarrassed..I wondered if he was texting me that I shouldn’t receive in front of me”

“…Oh..that’s not a big deal”

“Really?”

“Yes hehe. But can we go a little early?”

“Is there anything special you want to do?’

“Uuuuu..I heard a friend is waiting in front of my house right now”

“At this time?”

“Yes..I think it’s urgent..Can I ask you to have an escort on Saturday?”

“Of course, princess. I’ll do it even then”

“What is that? Haha, what kind of way of speaking is that? Hihi”

“Kkeuk, really? It’s a bit formal, but Inaba”

While flirting with Inaba for a while.

The man came holding a dish.

Perhaps because it is a formula, the speed is very fast.

“Special special set menu! It’s out! Enjoy your meal!”

“Wow”

One plate.

Instead, it is huge in size.

It takes up about 1/3 of the table.

Inaba’s mouth opens at that.

“It wasn’t like this originally…I wonder what my wife didn’t eat well today. He seemed a little too excited”

What kind of rice is served with pork cutlet and is called gobongbap..?

I could feel that the woman was excited.

I didn’t want it this much.

“Eat a lot. I won’t really care if you stay. Eating all of this…is rather…strange”

“Ah, thank you”

When the man disappeared, I placed a fork in front of Inaba, who was drinking water.

“Then Inaba. Let’s stop thinking about our friends for a moment and enjoy the meal. Since I already ordered it, I should eat it and then go”

“Yes! I will eat well.”

Inaba put something he took with his fork into his mouth.

Red rice cake.

I’m a little curious.

For some reason, I’m nervous about Inaba’s reaction after eating it.

“How about..?”

“Ummmm”

Her army narrows.

“This…is spicy…but delicious hehe”

“Really? Isn’t it spicy?”

“Slightly? Hehe”

From then on, there was nothing special.

The large amount quickly decreased into Inaba’s mouth.

I knitted a few spoonfuls and then just saw Inaba.

You were very hungry..?

Should I say it suits my taste?

Her mouth looked red and tingly, but she was holding back and eating, so I filled the water next to her in advance.

Self is the rule, though.

This is Japan.

＊＊＊

Just-

Her eating, which had been moving for a while, stopped only after all the food on her plate had disappeared.

“Whoaa-”

A sigh of more satisfaction than I expected.

“It tasted good, Inaba?”

“Oh! Sasaki, didn’t I eat it all?”

Have you noticed that now?

“It’s okay. Well, I’ve eaten a lot”

“Whoa..Whoa. B-But why do you always come this late? Sasaki water…water”

“Kkeke wait a moment”

I poured water and looked at Inaba, who was drinking it quickly.

I didn’t mean to, but it looks pretty dirty right now.

My lips were red and I was breathing heavily as I drank.

It was strangely hot, sweat flowing down, hair sticking together.

As if he couldn’t stand it anymore, he grabbed the shirt in front of his chest and started shaking it back and forth defenselessly.

Thanks to this, I can clearly see the curves of my wet, shiny breasts.

Something shaped like a water drop on white skin.

The upper chest, except for the important parts, is barely covered with black silk.

I stood up while looking at Inaba’s lips as she gulped down the second glass of water.

Shota. It seems like there will be a bit of a delay.

It will be okay because the weather is warm. maybe.

“I’ll do some calculations and come back. Go out first. Inaba”