"Hiss—it's so spicy, it's indeed a must-eat curry rice once in a lifetime." Seeing this western restaurant from a Yokohama gourmet magazine, I praised the curry while wiping away tears while eating the curry meal.

About fifty years old, with a beer belly, wearing a yellow apron, and smile lines on the outside of his eyes, the store manager, who looked very kind, grinned after hearing my compliment: "That's so exaggerated."

"The store manager is too humble. The curry rice is really delicious. It should be said that it is an unforgettable taste after eating it. It makes people want to eat another bowl."

"Do you need another bowl then?"

"No, no, I haven't finished eating yet, come back next time."

"Hahahaha, I still need to practice more."

I was irritated by the tears and snot that was stimulated by the curry. I wiped away the tears and snot quietly, and then, "I still need to exercise." I dug another large spoonful and stuffed it into my mouth.

The door of the store was opened, and a young man with red hair walked into the store.

He pulled up a stool and sat next to me, "Shop Manager, it's the same."

I greeted him happily, "Uncle Odasaku, long time no see."

Oda Sakunosuke turned his body and saw me, and greeted me with some surprise, "Long time no see."

"Odasaku seems to be a regular customer, come here often?"

"Well, I'm used to eating curry here three times a week."

"It's amazing! It's so spicy, won't you be constipated?"

"will not."

"awesome."

The store manager brought up the prepared curry rice, "Xiaozhi has been eating this all the time, no matter how much he eats, he won't get tired of it, and he won't cry while eating. I'm a bit envious of his digestion ability."

I nodded enviously, "I can't do it, does the store manager have any water? I'm going to be so spicy that I can't taste it."

"Hahahaha, yes, wait for a while, I'll get it for you."

I gulped down the water in the glass, then ate the curry slowly and didn't finish it until Odasaku was done.

"Odasaku, the child at that time, did you send her to the orphanage?" I suddenly thought of it, and I asked curiously.

"No, I adopted them." Oda said.

"They?" More than one?I looked at him in shock.

"After that, I adopted five more children like Sakuro."

"It's really hard work for Xiaozhi. She has to raise so many children." The store manager said while wiping the dishes.

"Can you bear it? Such a large expense."

"Fortunately, the uncle lent me the room, saving me a fortune in renting the house."

"Here?" I looked around.

"It's on the second floor, do you want to take a look? I just happen to be going there too."

Listening to Oda Saku's talk, the second floor of the western restaurant was originally a meeting room and now it has been transformed into a living room.

Through the stairs surrounded by exposed concrete walls and stained wallpaper, you come to the two doors that lead to the children's living room and study.

"Odasaku." The little girl in pink ran over and hugged Odasaku.

"Sakule, Xingsuke, Shinji, Yuu, Katsumi, how are you all?" Odasaku gently picked up the little girl, walked into the room and looked at the child inside.

"It's okay, did you adopt another sister?" the little boy wearing a hat asked Odasaku.

"No, she's my friend."

"Hi, my name is Shiraki Suzu, and I was helped by Oda Saku." I answered them with a smile.

After staying in the western restaurant all afternoon, I got to know Xingsuke and the others. The sun outside the window was faltering, as if it was about to set and fall into endless darkness.

Before leaving, I asked Oda Saku to invite me to the school festival, "If it's all right, let's bring Kosuke and the others out to play together!"

Against the backdrop of the setting sun, Odasaku's hair was dyed even redder, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "En."

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