If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

It was even more discordant than Kirino, who had short black hair and pale skin last time.

This made the opposite Liuli feel a little lack of consideration.

Originally, I chose this cheap place because I didn't want to spend money on Teacher Yejian, but now it doesn't seem to fit. The noble-like teacher Yejian is sitting in a civilian-style family restaurant or something. Haven't eaten at a place like this at all?

The little girl deeply felt that she made too many mistakes today. She finally got the opportunity to be alone with Teacher Ye Jian outside of work, but she was screwed up by herself.

At this time, the young waiter in the restaurant also came over with the menu. Ye Jian Subai took the menu with the palm of his hand, and handed it to her without looking at it, just like when he first met Liuli in the cafe. Looking at the waitress: "A pork chop rice."

So skilled!

Liuli realized that she might have misunderstood something, and seeing this familiar face at night did not look like an upper-class person who only went in and out of high-end clubs as she imagined.

Immediately, she recalled various details of the life of the civilian protagonist described in "The Sorcerer Who Loves the Moon".

Is it for material?

The beautiful Japanese girl dressed in gothic style guessed like this, and a feeling of admiration spontaneously emerged.

Sure enough, the success of Teacher Ye Jian was not accidental, and I had to do my best.

The little girl took over the menu handed to her by the night, and encouraged herself in her heart, and Bai Nen's little hands subconsciously flipped.

The sporadic aroma of vegetables in the restaurant slid into Liu Li's nose mischievously, making her feel even more hungry.

The waitress who was standing at the table and heard the ordering sound just after handing over the menu did not respond at all. The cold and elegant voice flowed into her ears, and in the blink of an eye, the eyes of holy cyan like two full moons occupied the place. all her vision.

Am I flying?How come the moon is so close to me...

In a trance, the waitress came back to her senses and realized that it was all her own hallucinations. She hurriedly agreed with "Oh... um." While recording [a piece of pork chop rice] on the paper, While guessing the identity of the two.

068 Wugeng Liuli is not very calm ([-])

It feels like an aristocrat from which country?

The waitress guessed so.

Or a star.

Waitresses who don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry are not so sure.

The gothic girl sitting across from the blond boy is easy to say. Although she is exquisite like a puppet placed in an artist's exhibition hall, and her body has a cold and gloomy aura that is different from ordinary people, she always feels that it is a little immature. .

Those cold and gloomy breaths that seem to grow small buds from the whole body and extend into the air are a bit deliberate. If you look at it at first glance, you may be startled by the temperament of this dark human figure, but if you look closely, you will find that this is just a Just a beautiful Japanese girl.

This made the waitress recall the nationally famous model, Enoshima Tsunko, who served in the restaurant last time.That person's temperament is more natural than the goth girl in front of him.

With jet-black hair and a face as pale as paper, every gesture exudes a strong stance that seems to be deeply rooted in the air. That kind of boldness is like an ink painting handed down from ancient times, which contains far more than itself. The amount of color information.

This is probably the difference between a big star and a small star.

The waitress, who knew she didn't know much about the entertainment industry, made up her mind irresponsibly.

But this blond boy who just ordered a very civilian pork chop rice is completely different.

The shining blond hair, the white neck that flows with precious light, and the jade eyes that are as clear as gems, the whole figure seems to attract all the lights in the restaurant, and then reflect them out, making people feel that he is better than everything around him. To be brighter.

However, the light overflowing from him was not warm, but enveloped everything around him like a ray of clear spring.

It is like a cold moon hanging high in the sky at night reflecting the sun's light, cool and noble.

This is beyond the level of actors and stars, right?

Could it really be an aristocrat in an ancient family in a western country?

The waitress couldn't help but imagine a huge and towering western-style castle, young and beautiful maids standing in rows on both sides, and the blond boy sitting on the luxurious seat at the head, indifferently tasting the red wine in the goblet. .

Ah, I really want to be one of those maids...

The waitress shook her head in her heart, threw out the unrealistic delusions, and quickly recorded on the paper the meal the black-haired girl in the gothic dress had just ordered.

【One piece of pork chop rice】+1

I crossed out the "+1" with a ballpoint pen, and added another line under the "[-]" of [One Piece of Pork Chop Rice].

The waitress took back the menu and went back to order the dishes.

Maybe it's because the pork chop rice is often ordered by the customers, or it's simply because there are fewer customers now, the meal for the two was brought to the table not long after.

The hot water vapor rises, accompanied by the full aroma of meat, and the moment it hits the face makes people move their index fingers.

"I'm starting." ×1

Liuli whispered something, picked up the spoon and began to enjoy it.

On the other hand, Ye Jian didn't say anything, just picked up the spoon and put a spoonful of rice into his mouth.

This seems normal to Liuli, and it's not surprising that the blond teacher Ye Jian doesn't follow the traditions of this place.

In reality it is not.

As a native of Ye Jian who has never been abroad at all, his practice that goes against tradition is not due to his acting skills, but simply feels that it is unnecessary.

In other words, even in Kyosuke's state, he wouldn't say that.

As a child, he thought about why he had to hold back his appetite and say such a meaningless thing every time I couldn't wait to eat?Is it to say thank you to the person who provided the food?Or to say thank you for the food that gave your life to you?Or for etiquette or pure tradition?

None of this makes any real sense.