Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 5 I really didn’t expect that Lao Deng turned out to be...

Later, after a while of wandering on the road, they showed up at a ramen restaurant.

To be honest, Natsume Qingha didn't know why he brought his beautiful deskmate into a ramen restaurant that smelled of oil.

The other party was also worried about where to put the hardcover book in his hand, and finally placed it on his knees.

This gave Natsume Kiyoha the feeling like a will-o'-the-wisp boy who picked up Lao Den's beautiful daughter in person and ran to a night market vendor to eat braised intestines, but the girl didn't know how to place the hem of her white skirt.

But that’s it for now, let’s eat noodles first.

After Natsume Qingyu clasped his hands together, said the honorific before the meal, opened the disposable chopsticks, and was about to enjoy the steaming ramen, he suddenly became curious: "By the way, why do you need to wear a mask?"

What he actually meant was that you should wear a mask even if you can't eat.

Or is there actually a gap in the middle of the mask that is convenient for eating?

"I've got a cold." Hatsugano Suzune's gaze drifted toward the window.

"Hatsukano-san, you're really not good at lying." Natsume Qingha picked up the noodles, looked up at the window, and then sucked the noodles hard, making a swishing sound.

Eating ramen in Tokyo and making noise is to enhance the taste experience, so that you can feel the deliciousness of the food better, and it is also a recognition of the chef's skills.

This is quite authentic Japanese culture.

So Natsume Qingha said without caring at all, besides, this tonkotsu ramen is awesome! Why should we be stingy with praise?

Beautiful eyes can speak. Of course, Hatsugano Suzune knew that, so she deliberately moved her gaze elsewhere.

But who would have expected? The light inside the ramen restaurant is brighter and the glass is reflective.

The smart young man took this opportunity to meet her eyes and read her emotions.

Now that the lie had been exposed, she had no choice but to explain out of politeness.

"To avoid unnecessary trouble."

unnecessary trouble? Can it be interpreted as not wanting to attract too much attention?
Hey, those beautiful white legs are exposed to the air of Shinjuku Street. The rate of turning heads is already high.

Do you have any self-awareness? Miss Hatsukano.

Could it be that she is worried about appearance? Or is it so ugly that it scares passersby away?
Probably not... The seats in the ramen restaurant were very high. He stared at Hatsukano-san's beautiful legs hanging in the air and made a quick judgment.

"Are you the eldest lady on the road? Are you afraid that you will be hunted down if you recognize her?" Natsume Qingyu's ramen was almost at the bottom, so he joked.

"Who knows." Sensing the obscene gaze, Hatsugano Suzune subconsciously pressed down her skirt and looked at the boy meaningfully, "You like to laugh very much."

Natsume Qingyu, who was immersed in eating noodles, suddenly felt a chill running down his spine.

Could it be true?

Wait, let me sort it out.

In just one day, I first met someone with a soul compatibility of 99%, and then became a roommate with Xiao Lu Chi in the afternoon. After school, I could inexplicably hear the voices of my classmates.

Anyway, it's already outrageous enough, and it seems possible to add another one, 'The mafia princess eats ramen with him'.

Damn it.

He had calculated everything, but he really didn't consider... the possibility that Lao Deng turned out to be the boss of the underworld.

The scene from the movie about the sinking of corpses in Tokyo Bay came to mind, and he was so frightened that he dropped his chopsticks from the table.

No matter how good he is, he can't possibly compete with an organization on his own.

What's more, his special abilities have no combat qualities at all.

It's like a beggar digging out a rubbish and finding a 90% new flat-top pot, and suddenly being told, 'Congratulations, you have obtained the artifact, please arrive on the battlefield immediately and die for the country.'

"Don't you try it? This ramen is really good."

Natsume Qingyu was smiling but not smiling at all. She began to cook with trembling fear, and then she drank up all the sauce.

Maybe this will be his last meal before his death. I hope the tonkotsu ramen will be delicious enough to make the other party happy physically and mentally, so that she can say a few good words for him in front of Lao Deng.

Of course he wasn't afraid, he just felt that handsome guys in Tokyo must be cautious when doing things.

Right, that is it. When the kind-hearted chef saw it, he thought the child was hungry, so he specially gave him two more pieces of barbecued pork.

Natsume Kiyoha is simply grateful.

Hatsukano Suzune, who was not hungry, was probably touched by the boy's eating habits.

He took off his mask, tucked his silky hair behind his ears, revealing his delicate jawline, and clasped his hands together to enjoy ramen.

"She's very beautiful." Natsume Qingyu never hesitates to praise women.

"Even if I tell you this fact, I won't thank you." Hatsugano Suzune's expression remained unchanged, her arms crossed, but her eyes looked slightly satisfied.

Natsume Qingyu almost turned his eyes white.

Whoever falls in love with such a nasty guy will be in bad luck!
She seemed to be quite resistant to making noises while eating. She ate the noodles carefully. Although her movements were very elegant, the busy chef at the side was not happy with it. He stopped what he was doing and stared at the little girl frantically. He started to simmer noodles, and from time to time his eyes said, "You know."

At first, Kano Suzune seemed a little embarrassed, but she tasted it slowly.

Gradually, all the cooks in the store gathered together, with serious expressions and making the same sizzling movements as before.

[Is there something wrong with the condiments in this bowl? Why is this female classmate not happy at all? 】

[The guy from Yamamura is indeed not as good as me in craftsmanship, haha. 】

[The girl is probably a foreigner and doesn’t understand the local rules. The young man next to her is probably a tour guide and doesn’t know how to help promote traditional culture. 】

Natsume Qingyu almost turned white when he heard the noisy thoughts again.

How did I become a tour guide? Also, are there any specific triggering conditions for this mind-reading skill? Why is it still intermittent?

Suzune Hatsukano suddenly made up her mind and took a sip of ramen, making a slurping sound.

Suddenly, the room burst into applause.

The chefs were smiling and rejoicing, as if they had won an indescribable war.

Only Hatsukano Suzune's eyes lost their light.

Natsume Kiyoha probably understood.

Hatsukano Suzune will never come again.

No matter how delicious the ramen here is.

When paying the bill, Natsume Kiyoha subconsciously showed off the manners of a man from Eastern China and treated the guests directly, but Suzune Hatsukano asked for aa.

Of course, he simply relied on the other party. No one's money comes from the strong wind. If you can save it, save it.

Besides, prices in Tokyo are not low. A bowl of ordinary tonkotsu ramen cost him 850 yen.

If he had this level of consumption at the food stall in front of Dongguo School, he would be an emperor.

Chu Luye-san was picked up by a black car. The driver of the car, who was holding a cigar, enthusiastically asked, "Young handsome guy, would you like to give you a lift?"

Facing the uncle with a long scar on his face and a kind smile, of course he greeted him with a smile and politely refused.

Is it okay to get in the car? Who knows if this uncle with a face full of stories will take out a Desert Eagle from his waist and take him to see the gangster Lao Deng.

Watching the dark car drive away, of course, as a boy, Natsume Kiyoha could only walk alone at night.

Just think of it as exercise and run around the streets of Shinjuku.

Adhering to the principle of being a handsome guy in Tokyo, Natsume Kiyoha trotted on the street against the crowd, causing the off-duty adults in suits and ties around him to turn around frequently.

Whether he was attracted by his handsome appearance, or whether he was attracted by this vitality to bring out his lost youth.

The young man didn't care, he just felt...

The night in Shinjuku is like daytime, with brilliant neon lights flashing between high-rise buildings, and the business district looking extremely prosperous.

No matter how arrogant the bird is, it will feel a sense of uncertainty if it accidentally enters here.

　Thank you, all my friends who are following me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)