After cooking bald and these little brothers, Hirata walked out of the alley with a sword bag on his back.

"Hey! Miss Ueno, have you watched enough of the show?"

He said toward an inconspicuous trash can at the entrance of the alley.

"hehe......"

Michiko Uedo smiled awkwardly and walked out from behind the trash can.

He also held a banner pole in his hand.

"I... I originally wanted to help you, but I didn't expect you to do it yourself."

She showed the flagpole to Hirata and then stood behind her back.

"Are you a kendo master? You knocked down so many people by one person."

She stared at Hirata, her eyes glowing, and she came up curiously and asked.

"It's almost the same."

Hirata wiped the bamboo sword, put it in the sword bag, and said to the other party, "Anyway... Thank you. I reminded me to escape before, and after I entered the alley, I wanted to go in and help me."

She thought this young lady was mesmerized.

When I was in danger, I shouted loudly. When I was fighting with the Jidao organization, I rushed up to prepare for help.

Although this busyness has not helped, this intention is rare and valuable.

After all, in this indifferent society, most people would rather be a watcher.

"No, no, I actually didn't help anything."

Michiko Uedo waved her hand, looking embarrassed.

"That...I don't know you are so powerful. Now it seems that my previous reminder is simply redundant."

"Has the lady from the Upper House eaten? If not, how about I treat you to dinner?"

Hirata sent an invitation to the other party in a timely manner.

"Hey? Invite me to lunch?"

Michiko Uedo asked in surprise.

"Have you eaten?"

"No, no. Thank you."

Guai replied happily.

I am indeed very happy that dinner tonight will be resolved like this, and I feel extremely happy in my heart.

“I’m not very familiar with this place. Is there any special restaurant?”

After confirming that the other party accepted his invitation, Hirata asked the other party.

"Well...I think about it."

Michiko Uedo thought carefully, "There is a good sushi restaurant nearby. Where can we try it? It's near the Ono Jiro branch."

"Ono Jiro?"

Hirata was stunned when he heard this familiar name.

Jiro Ono is known as the God of Sushi in Japan. The Ono Jiro Sushi Main Store opened by this 90-year-old man is the most famous sushi restaurant in Japan. It is always ranked first in Japan's national restaurants and is also the few Michelin three-star restaurants in Japan.

Hirata doesn't quite understand the brain circuits of these Japanese people. What kind of sushi god should you create when eating sushi?

Maybe this is some inexplicable "craftsman spirit".

Hirata complained in her heart, immediately turned her thoughts back to her eyes, and asked Michiko Uedo, "Do you like sushi?"

"Um."

Michiko Uedo nodded with a smile, "When I was in the countryside, there was no supermarket in the village. Every Saturday, a truck full of goods would come to the village to sell things, vegetables, rice, and snacks. It was at that time that I first came into contact with sushi and felt that it was the most delicious thing in the world."

"So after coming to Tokyo, I feel that sushi with all kinds of flavors and tastes can be bought anytime, anywhere, and anywhere.

When Michiko Uedo talks about sushi, her eyes shine and her words become more and more.

In front of Hirata, a person who is not very familiar, he talked about his special bonds about sushi.

"Since that's the case, I'll invite you to enjoy sushi at Ono Jiro Sushi Restaurant tonight."

Hirata sent an invitation to the other party.

"Hey? Ono Jiro Sushi Restaurant?"

Michiko Uedo was stunned.

"But... that place is very expensive and requires reservations. I think it's better to forget about such expensive places."

Never been to a place that is so expensive to consume, Michiko Uedo is obviously timid.

"Go and try it."

Hirata smiled slightly, and did not change his plan to go to Ono Jiro Sushi Restaurant for dinner.

Seeing Hirata persisted so much, Michiko Uedo had no choice but to go with him.

I was expecting and nervous inside, and I felt guilty.

He didn't help Hirata-kun anything, but instead asked the other party to spend money and treat himself to such a luxurious dish.

No... I will ask the other party again if I get my salary next time.

After making a decision in her heart, she solemnly said to Hirata: "Haita Jun, I'll treat you to eat next time. I won't take advantage of such an expensive dish."

Michiko Uedo's grandmother often taught her that although the poor have no money, they have something more important than money, that is dignity!

She deeply agrees with this sentence and has been practicing this concept.

"Can."

Hirata nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem.

"call......!"

She breathed a sigh of relief and her mood became more excited. The two of them walked along the extremely bright area illuminated by the red light. Uedo looked up at Hirata and asked, "Haida-kun is not working here, right?"

"Didn't you see me being embarrassed by the group of Obasans just now? If I were working here, why would I refuse them?"

Hirata said angrily.

“Um…”

Michiko Uedo coughed a little embarrassedly.

She actually heard Hirata crying for help just now when she was surrounded by Obasans.

It’s just that I want to watch the fun with bad taste, so I pretended not to hear it.

"So... Is Hirata-kun really a student who is still in school?"

"Well, I'm still a high school student."

"In this country!"

Michiko Uedo made a very exaggerated reaction, "I can't tell that she is a high school student at all. I thought she was a peer with me!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

After the conversation between the two ended, they fell into a small silence.

When passing through a signature store similar to Torii, Hirata asked Michiko Uedo who was silent and silent, "Miss Uedo, are you here...sightseeing?"

Ueno's face turned red with a "swish".

She actually heard Hirata say "The lady from the upper house over there is my client, and I have been blown up by her, so please don't bother me" when she got rid of the obsessions.

Although he knew that it was the excuse Hirata said to get rid of the siege of the Obasans, he still felt a flush of redness.

"What's the matter? Why do you say such things? I... I'm obviously a poor woman who can't even afford to eat. How could I do such a thing?"

She murmured in a low voice.

"Miss Ueou? What did you say just now."

"Hey?! I...I mean, I'm not here to visit and have fun, I work nearby."

"You... don't get me wrong, I'm not that kind of woman!"
Chapter completed!