"I want to work part-time at your Izakaya, with you—no, by your side…"
By the end, Erina's voice became softer and softer, and she stammered.
Hearing this, Sosuke stared at her for a few moments, a hint of an unreadable smile on his face: "You are the esteemed young lady of Nakiri, yet you are so interested in my Izakaya now?"
"It's not your Izakaya I'm interested in, it's that I want to learn stronger cooking skills by your side!"
Erina's cheeks grew even redder.
Sosuke, of course, saw through her little thoughts and said, "Although I admit my charm is still great, I can't fully get along with someone like you."
"However, after the recent renovation, the Izakaya's business has indeed been so booming that I'm almost too busy to handle it."
"If you're willing, then of course I won't refuse."
"Don't worry, I won't cause you any trouble."
Hearing that Sosuke actually agreed, Erina was quite excited and nodded repeatedly.
"Let me make it clear beforehand, when you come here, you must set aside your young lady's airs. You have to listen to me in everything."
"After all, I am the Shopkeeper here, and you are just a temporary part-timer."
Sosuke continued.
"I… I understand."
Erina hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly agreed.
Beside them, upon learning that the young lady of Nakiri actually wanted to work as a temporary part-timer at a small Izakaya,
Hisako Arato was utterly shocked.
But after a brief thought, especially remembering the changes in Mito after she returned from the Izakaya, she could somewhat understand.
…
"Hisako, don't just stand there."
"Quickly pay for the two noodle-like dishes."
"Okay, Erina."
A sweet, clear voice suddenly broke Hisako's thoughts.
She quickly snapped back to reality and took out the money to pay the bill.
"Sosuke, with the start of school and the Practical Training approaching, I'll only get busier."
"So, tonight will be it for now. I probably won't have time to come to the Izakaya again until after the training ends, so I hope you understand."
"Mm!"
"I understand."
Sosuke quickly reached out and took the money from Hisako.
And upon learning that Erina might be leaving, he turned to take out a Mille-feuille and handed it to her.
"Here! It's freshly baked."
"You can keep it and eat it slowly on your way back."
At this moment, feeling the warmth of the Mille-feuille, Erina felt a warmth in her heart.
Finally, after exchanging a few pleasantries with Sosuke, she reluctantly left the Izakaya, with Hisako Arato dutifully following close behind.
…
At night, the flowing crowds.
Most were drivers, office workers, white-collar workers, etc., rushing for their three meals.
Occasionally, on their way home from work, they would stop to find something to eat and drink, to refresh themselves and warm their stomachs.
Especially for workers in big cities, there aren't many choices at night, probably just those ubiquitous fish ball instant noodles, street snacks, cola and fries, and…
Izakaya!
Many unfamiliar diners.
Before entering, they would think it was just an ordinary Izakaya.
However, the moment they pushed open the door, they were a little surprised; the place was almost full, and the voices of men and women were quite boisterous.
Many were gathered in groups of three or five, drinking, eating, and chatting, giving a strong sense of a Chinese street food stall!
At this moment, Sosuke, busy at work, was seen whisking eggs and adding salt, stirring them evenly.
He heated oil in a pan, then poured the egg mixture smoothly and evenly, until the egg wrapper was a golden-yellow circle. He then placed the fried rice in the center of the egg wrapper.
He quickly wrapped and secured the four corners of the egg wrapper, placed it on a plate, and drizzled it with special ketchup.
"This guest."
"Here's your omurice."
After serving the omurice to the diner, Sosuke wisely returned to the cooking station.
Taking advantage of a moment of leisure, he closed his eyes to rest.
…
Soon after.
A slender figure quietly entered.
She didn't directly find a seat but rather peered around, constantly surveying the crowd inside the Izakaya.
"Anne?"
"What is she doing?"
Seeing that secretive figure, peeking and probing.
It was Anne, Nakiri Mana's secretary, and Sosuke couldn't help but be stunned.
Immediately after, he saw her withdraw her gaze and make an "OK" gesture towards the door.
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