The woman sitting opposite picked up her handbag, said goodbye to YUKI, "Then I'll leave first, you can eat slowly."

"Goodbye." YUKI smiled and waved.

After seeing the woman off, Ye Zhao sat down in the empty seat without any hesitation. Seeing this, YUKI joked: "Aren't you leaving very casually at that time? Why are you willing to sit down this time?"

"You still recognize me?"

"Of course, after all, you rejected me so ruthlessly." YUKI showed a somewhat aggrieved expression.

Ye Zhao rolled his eyes, "Don't show this, it's like I've dumped you."

The waiter in Izakaya sent a small plate of boiled edamame. Although it was delivered without any inquiry, it was not a free side dish. This is also part of Izakaya culture. It not only expresses the welcome to the guests, but also does not have to spend money. Therefore, if you don’t want to accept this kind of "welcome", you should say hello to the clerk when you first enter the door. Ye Zhao picked up the menu and looked at it, and quickly completed the order: "A portion of fried shrimp and tempura, a portion of fried tofu, ten skewers of roasted chicken, ten skewers of barbecue balls, twenty skewers of pork belly, and 200 grams of roast beef tongue... If you want to drink, you should give a piece of draft beer. By the way, let’s have another portion of tea to make rice."

YUKI was a little surprised, "You can eat so much by yourself?"

"As a young man who is still growing, eating this is nothing." Ye Zhao said shamelessly and completely put the matter of being a third uncle in his core behind his head.

"It's so good, it can grow up." YUKI curled her lips and said curiously, "After that being said, how young are you, a young man?"

"Nineteen..." Halfway through his speech, Ye Zhao suddenly remembered that he could not drink alcohol under the age of twenty, and quickly stopped. Unfortunately, this voice had been heard by YUKI. She smiled wickedly and said, "You dare to come to Izakaya alone if you are underage. You are very brave."

Well... it was pinched to the handle.

At this time, the waiter came over with twenty skewers of grilled pork belly and beer glass, "Please use it first, the rest will be done soon." Ye Zhaoji came to mind, picked up a skewer of grilled pork belly, used chopsticks to drain the meat off the stick, and pretended to talk to YUKI inadvertently: "By the way, what day is the week today?"

"You want to change your words..." As soon as YUKI opened his mouth, Ye Zhao picked up a piece of roasted pork belly and put it into her mouth.

"If you accept my bribe, you will keep it a secret for me." Ye Zhao poured a glass of beer into the cup and took a sip of pride.

YUKI swallowed the meat in his mouth and whispered, "You are so childish." He reached out to the plate in front of Ye Zhao and took a bunch of meat.

"This is mine." Ye Zhao protested.

"This is a hush fee." YUKI said righteously, "Or what you think can buy me with just a piece of roasted pork belly? I would be too underestimating!"

"...You won." There was no way, I had to jump down with tears in my own pit.

Grilled skewers and beer are a good recipe for communicating feelings. If it doesn’t work, it means that the food is not enough. After twenty skewers of grilled pork belly, Ye Zhao and YUKI gradually became harmonious.

Whether it was seen in the show in the previous life or after meeting her in this life, YUKI has always given Ye Zhao a sense of randomness and liveliness. Perhaps it is this relaxed and casual personality that makes the years treat her particularly favorable. As she grows older, not only does not show up as old as she looks, but becomes more charming. Until twenty years later, on the music program MUSIC STATION, the male singer on the same stage still bluntly praised her: "It's so cute!"

"By the way, who is the woman here just now?" Ye Zhao asked casually.

"I don't know." Looking at the suspicion in Ye Zhao's eyes, YUKI explained: "You have also seen that Izakaya is basically home to office workers. It's better for two girls to play tables than to meet uncles who don't know each other."

"Yes." Ye Zhao was halfway through the head and recalled: "Did you call me over to make up for the seat because that woman is about to leave after she finishes eating?"

YUKI smiled happily, "You don't think I'm picking up you, do you?"

"Of course not. Not only that, I also want to thank you for not asking for a chat." Ye Zhao grinned, and his eyes swept across her chest with malicious intentions. "After all, the ideal type I am under is Oupai's body."

The expression on YUKI's face froze instantly. After a while, Liangshu said: "Do you want to experience the feeling of death?"

"I don't want to." Ye Zhao replied quickly, "I've already experienced it."

The last tea rice was brought up. Ye Zhao touched his already full stomach and found that he seemed to have miscalculated the amount of food in the izakaya. He pulled out the chair and stood up, carrying a bag on his back and was about to leave. Seeing him looking embarrassed, he deliberately said: "Thank you for your reception just now, I'll leave first. By the way, as a young man who is still growing, eating more food is nothing. Come on, wasting food will be punished by God."

"...I'm so annoying." Ye Zhao picked up the bowl, buried his head and quickly picked up the rice. When he lifted his face from the bowl again, a portion of tea rice had already been seen. Ye Zhao burped, took out a few pieces of paper from the tissue box and wiped his mouth, and walked out of the izakaya in a comfortable mood - the rice money had been paid when ordering.

He walked back to the apartment with a song that was humming a silly sound and passed a fork in the road. When he passed a fork in the road, a drunken voice came from the alley on the right: "Little sister, are you coming out alone so late? Do you want to go play with your uncle? Uncle invites you to have something delicious..."

In an instant, the scene when he first met Takeuchi Yuko appeared in Ye Zhao's mind. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "You can meet anyway when you go out. Are the vulgar man and drunk man in the book so rampant..." Then again, should you save or not in this situation?

Of course - Ye Zhao shrugged, gave up and continued to walk straight, and turned into the alley on the right.

Under the dim street lights, a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and black trousers of a typical Japanese office worker and having short hair of 300% and 70% digits. At first glance, he was honest and honest. He was wearing his suit jacket in his left arm and holding the wall with his right hand. He was "banging" a woman on the wall. Due to the angle, Ye Zhao could not see the woman's appearance.

"How about little sister, let's go with uncle?" The drunk man asked again, letting out a wretched laugh.

There was no imagined scream of fear. On the contrary, the woman asked in a calm tone: "Are the 'little sister' calling me?" The voice of the speech sounded very familiar. Ye Zhao was sure and surely there was only one person who had such a voice among the people he knew, and they had eaten at the same table ten minutes ago.

At this time, the drunk man spoke again, "Of course I'm calling you, are you still a high school student? You're so bold that you're still outside so late. Let's go, if you go out with your uncle, you can get pocket money..." The right hand holding the wall stretched towards YUKI.

Seeing this, Ye Zhao quickly stepped forward to stop: "Stop..."

Before the word "hand" was said, a howl like a pig slaughtering sounded in the alley. The drunkard threw away the coat in his hand, hugged his right foot with both hands, rolled on the ground and shouted, "It hurts, it hurts so much!"

YUKI, who was temporarily out of danger, remembered that when the drunk man was about to touch his feet just now, he seemed to hear a short stop. He subconsciously searched around him, and then her sight met Ye Zhao, who was half petrified two meters away.

Ye Zhao was already confused. He originally thought that the plot of this chapter was to re-sell the beauty, but now, his mind was full of the situation where YUKI used stiletto sandals to crush the drunk man's soles and elbows to hit the drunk man's heart with his elbow. YUKI, who looked so petite and weak, actually has such courage and explosive power? Ye Zhao felt that he was going to look at her with admiration.

On the other hand, after recognizing that the person who extended a helping hand to him was the young man who had just had a meal at the same table, YUKI, who was a little afraid of the drunk man attacking again, calmed down a little, stepped forward a few steps, first showed a relieved smile at Ye Zhao, then regained his nature and joked: "Sorry, it seems that he had snatched your script."
Chapter completed!