"I'd like a chicken skewer with green onion and a vegetable platter. I'd like a small bowl of soba noodles and, by the way, miso soup."
Mochizuki flipped through the menu. It had been a long time since she came. The landlady had updated the menu again. There were many dishes she had never tried before.
"I want a piece of tempura, a bowl of udon, and by the way, a piece of takoyaki too."
Miho Sato had a day off today, and most of the dishes she ordered were side dishes to go with wine. It seemed that she had made up her mind to stay here without getting drunk.
"Then I'll just have a salmon sashimi and a bowl of ramen."
Miike Naeko looked through all the menus. The ones she ordered before were all the ones that everyone liked, so her choices were very small.
"Where are you Yumi?"
The proprietress is busy in the kitchen. This shop has always been run by a husband and wife, and there is usually a waiter. But even so, when there are many people, it is up to the customers to put back the menus themselves.
"Beer, BBQ, and some soba noodles too!"
Miyamoto Yumi took her mobile phone and quickly sent a text message, letting her boyfriend go. The guy said that he would rush here quickly to see what the person who stole his girlfriend looked like, and his tone was quite resentful.
The four policewomen sat at a small table, just like when Mochizuki first came here. Sato Miyoko and Miyamoto Yumi just took the beer and started drinking it. Miike and Mochizuki were more sensible. One was going to ask for it in the afternoon. Patrolling, the other has to save his stomach to cope with the situation at night.
"cheers!"
The four of them picked up their cups and clinked them each, and then turned their attention to the food on the table.
Mochizuki picked up the chicken skewers she ordered and took a bite. The popular chicken skewers in Tokyo usually don't have vegetables mixed in. This was the first time she tasted this taste, and it was pretty good.
The vegetable platter was a large portion, and Mochizuki had no plans to eat it yet. This was something she saved for last to relieve her boredom.
"The salmon sashimi is ready. It just arrived today. It is very fresh. Please use it slowly!"
The proprietress put the sashimi on the table and brought out a plate of fried tempura from the kitchen. Mochizuki put down the chicken skewers decisively. The tempura was the most delicious when it was freshly fried, but it was a little hot. A bad mouth can lead to ulcers, but she has no need to worry.
The sashimi is also very delicious. The boss lady is very good at business. The salmon is available in thick and thin cuts. There are also some sea bream in the middle of the plate. Mochizuki puts a little okra on the salmon and dips it in a little soy sauce. Food The flavor bursts out from your mouth.
Mochizuki didn't like to eat mustard. She always felt that the taste was too strong. She couldn't stand it. After eating some cold food, she picked up a spoon and poured some miso soup into her bowl.
The sashimi platter is delicious, but you can't eat too much. At this time, you need a bowl of warm miso soup to appetize.
Several other people also had great appetites. Sato Miheko and Miyamoto Yumi rarely put down their wine glasses and joined the queue of grabbing food. Several women started working together, and the efficiency was quite high.
"The police started drinking in broad daylight. No wonder there are so many resentful souls in Tokyo in one day."
Perhaps the atmosphere between Mochizuki and the others was too harmonious, so the middle-aged man sitting at the table next to him, drinking sullenly, spoke sarcastically.
The man wore a peaked cap and his head was lowered, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.
Just from his tone, you can tell that this person has a strong prejudice against the police.
The man noticed Mochizuki and the others' gaze, picked up his coat and walked out of the door, leaving only the untouched food on the table.
There are two pairs of chopsticks, and there must be one guest who hasn't come. Judging from his behavior, he doesn't seem to be afraid of them getting into trouble. How could he leave without waiting for his friends to come?
Mochizuki shook her head and cleared the thoughts from her mind. The policeman's occupational disease had occurred again. It was better not to think about such useless things during meal time.
"What about the police? It's not against the law to drink some wine during your off time."
Miyamoto Yumi was furious. For a female patrol officer who often attends sorority parties and basically drinks several drinks every day, this is a great shame. She has been working for a year and has never been criticized negatively.
"Okay, this person may be dissatisfied that we are too noisy, so he is not in a good mood."
Miike Naeko picked up the wine glass and put it in Yumi's hand, and the atmosphere in the store became harmonious.
This small shop can be said to be the official izakaya for police academy students. Most of the customers inside are future police officers. The man's words just now brought the atmosphere in the shop to freezing point.
"Did he not pay? Miheko, remember to catch him next time you see him."
Miyamoto Yumi picked up her chopsticks and tasted the takoyaki just served by the proprietress. The taste was as good as ever, and with a glass of cold beer, it was simply delicious!
Mochizuki shook her head helplessly. Yumi was really similar to an uncle she knew, especially when the two of them were drinking. She would never learn this kind of spirit of drinking and doing everything in her life.
"Mochizuki, is it really okay for you to leave all the task of selecting people to Officer Shiratori?"
"What does it matter? The financial background of this group of students should have been investigated a long time ago. It doesn't matter who they choose. This is a perfect opportunity for him to show his loyalty to his superiors. With a considerate boss like me, he is Isn’t it an honor?”
Mochizuki grabbed a chicken skewer at the right time, and it tasted good when paired with soba noodles. The boss lady's creativity this time was definitely not a dark dish.
Mihoko Sato had a look of admiration on her face. To be so shameless requires a certain amount of skill. She is indeed the person with the most clever ideas. I have been right about you since I was a child.
"By the way, does Officer Shiratori like...?"
"Ahem!"
Mochizuki coughed loudly, blinking so hard that his eyes almost cramped, and finally stopped what Miike Naeko was about to say.
This kind of secret love drama has to be discovered by the parties themselves to be interesting, so they'd better not meddle in other people's business.
Besides, based on her outsider's judgment, Mihezi probably had no feelings for Shiratori.
However, it cannot be ruled out that the window paper between the two of them was pierced, and they suddenly fell in love with each other. By then, she would be the only single person in the Metropolitan Police Department, and no one would accompany her every time they went to dinner. She still had to watch them throw their tantrums from time to time, how could she allow this to happen.
Mochizuki drank a sip of Zengtang and firmly stood on the opposing side. Unless the two of them broke their minds, it would be better to save it!
"Does Officer Shiratori like someone? Who is it, where does he work, and what does he look like?"
Miike Naeko looked at Miho Sato's inconsiderate look, and suddenly she had no desire to speak, what a bunch of idiots!
"Eat more food to replenish your brain."
Mochizuki smiled and put several chopsticks of grilled meat into Sato Mikoko's bowl. This was specially reserved for them by the landlady, so it couldn't be wasted.
