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The uncle replied energetically and then got busy, quickly preparing a batch of meatballs.

Why don't you order two boxes?

Hayakawa and Ogata Rizu stood to the side, puzzled.

"Hmph, you idiot."

Fumino Furuhashi slightly curled her pink lips and gave Hayakawa a disdainful smile. That smile was full of intellectual superiority and made her seem so unfathomable.

Hayakawa felt a chill run down his spine, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"If we order two portions of Yi Lin Yi*fin Wu Jiu (four) Jiu VIII now, wouldn't eating them both fill up our stomachs and make it impossible to eat other snacks?"

Fumino Furuhashi said smugly, "We can just order a small box and the three of us can eat it together."

"..."

I don't want to see your level of intellectual superiority.

Why do people like this have such great talent? It's such a waste of talent; it should be given to me instead.

Hayakawa was filled with disgust, but the next second he saw a dumpling being held up in front of him.

"Nuo, eat!"

Fumino Furuhashi used a skewer to stick a dumpling in front of Hayakawa, then squinted and grinned, "Say 'Ah'."

"..."

Hayakawa's face darkened, his expression blank: "You're kidding me?"

Hayakawa silently opened her mouth and ate the dumpling, feeling a sudden pang of guilt.

Fumino Furuhashi, who is so greedy, took the initiative to share her food, and even gave it to him first, while he was still thinking about what Rizu Ogata had said earlier, thinking about how to control her. How could he be so unreasonable?

Should I treat her better?

Hayakawa chewed on the dumplings, a faint sense of guilt creeping into his heart.

"How is it, Hayakawa-kun?"

Fumino Furuhashi looked at Hayakawa expectantly: "Is it good?"

"Um"

Hayakawa listened carefully and tasted it. The three-colored dumplings were about the same size as takoyaki, and they did indeed have three colors: green, yellow, and black sauce.

The outer layer is green with a matcha flavor. The main ingredients are probably batter and eggs. The filling is made with sweet and salty soy sauce, shochu, and other similar ingredients. It also has black sesame seeds, dried shrimp, and other toppings to enhance the flavor and texture.

Overall, the taste was alright.

Hayakawa swallowed the dumpling and commented, "It's alright."

"That's great. Even Hayakawa-san, who doesn't like gourmet food, says so..."

Furuhashi smiled, and before Hayakawa could say anything, she said to Ogata beside her, "Nari-chan, we can eat now."

"???"

"Wait,"

Hayakawa looked confused and couldn't help but ask, "Are you using me to test the poison?"

"How can you say that?"

Upon hearing this, Fumino Furuhashi immediately replied with an innocent expression, "I just wanted Hayakawa-san to be the first to taste this kind of delicious food."

Chapter 371 Fireworks Display

"I saw this kind of dumpling on TV, but the reviews were quite polarized. Some people liked the matcha flavor, while others said it was too strong."

Fumino Furuhashi smiled and said, "So I thought, such a novel dish should definitely be tried by Hayakawa-kun first."

"..."

They made it sound so nice, but in the end they were just afraid it would taste bad, so they made me the test subject.

Hayakawa stared blankly at Furuhashi Fumino, who was sharing food with Ogata Riju with a big smile, and felt his fist gradually harden.

Thinking about the guilt he felt just now because of a dumpling, Hayakawa wished he could travel through time and punch his past self from a minute ago.

The path to becoming an emperor is lonely, and the Great Dao is ruthless; I've actually forgotten that again!

Hayakawa was heartbroken, and blood of regret almost seeped from the corner of his mouth.

One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand; the path to becoming a king is one that cannot be paved with the slightest mercy!

I won't do that again.

Hayakawa put his hands behind his back, his expression becoming increasingly indifferent and cold, his resolve growing stronger.

And so, his already closed-off heart became even more closed off.

……

Hayakawa silently looked up at the sky, oblivious to all the fireworks and aromas around him.

For Furuhashi and Ogata, the food street adventure continues, but for him, it's all over. His heart is frozen in eternal ice, never to be thawed again.

"Is this alright then?"

Fumino Furuhashi was eating when she suddenly noticed that Hayakawa had been in low spirits since earlier. After thinking for a moment, she brought over a plate of takoyaki and said, "Rika-chan just bought these. I heard they're sardine takoyaki, a specialty of Hokkaido. I just ate one, and it tasted amazing."

Rizu Ogata calmly said, "I saw that there were many people in line, so I bought one. The taste is a little better than average."

"The evaluation is so subtle, Ri-chan. At this time, there's no need to go into too much detail. Just say it's delicious."

Fumino Furuhashi frowned, then handed the box to Hayakawa: "You eat this, Hayakawa."

Hayakawa glanced at it, but seeing Fumino Furuhashi's face full of heartache and reluctance, he became even angrier and sneered, "I won't eat it."

Fumino Furuhashi: "..."

Why did you suddenly change your temper?

"Have a bite, Hayakawa,"

Ogata Rizu, standing nearby, remarked, "It tastes good."

"Ok."

Hayakawa thought for a moment, then took a bite, her expression unchanged, because it tasted just like ordinary takoyaki.

I tell you to eat, but you won't. But when Ri-chan tells you to eat, you do. That's so unfair!

Gu Qiao's expression shifted, becoming somewhat aggrieved, and she could no longer maintain her composure.

"How about it?"

Ogata Rizu also went over to Hayakawa, picked up a skewer, ate it, and mumbled, "It tastes good, but it doesn't feel as good as the udon noodles at home."

Hayakawa was somewhat speechless and said, "Don't compare everything to your udon noodles."

"After all, I'm the daughter of a restaurant owner,"

Rizu Ogata said calmly, then looked ahead and her eyes lit up: "There's an udon noodle shop over there, let's go check it out!"

"stop!"

Hayakawa, his face darkening, stopped her: "We're out to eat, not for you to compete with your peers. Besides, don't you ever get tired of eating udon noodles since you were a kid?"

"How could you get tired of staple foods? Do you ever get tired of rice?"

Rizu Ogata stopped and turned her head in confusion: "Besides, even I can't eat udon all the time. My usual meals are normal. For example, my breakfast is miso soup and rice, just like any other family."

Hayakawa retorted, "Really? It seems like you're always eating udon."

"That's because I always eat with you and I always want you to eat delicious food."

Ogata Rizu looked at Hayakawa calmly and said, "That's why I invited you to my house for dinner."

“Ogata…”

Hayakawa was stunned, and Ogata Rizu gazed deeply into Hayakawa's eyes: "Hayakawa."

Fumino Furuhashi, standing nearby: "..."

Wait a minute, have you forgotten there's still someone here?

"Uh-huh, cough cough,"

Fumino Furuhashi coughed lightly to interrupt the two. Just as she was about to say something, she noticed a commotion in the crowd ahead, with tourists all heading in one direction.

"What happened there?"

One of the natural instincts of modern humans is to watch the excitement. Furuhashi and Ogata were drawn to the situation and looked over curiously. Before long, they overheard the reason from a conversation among the tourists nearby.

It turns out that a fireworks display was about to start, so tourists were all heading over to try and get a good viewing spot.

"fireworks!"

Fumino Furuhashi was immediately excited. She had only come out to have dinner, but she never expected to have such a pleasant surprise.

"Hayakawa-kun, let's go over there too."

Fumino Furuhashi urged impatiently, "Go and grab a good spot."

"Hey, aren't you going to eat anything?"

Hayakawa wasn't particularly interested in fireworks; he was indifferent to whether he watched them or not. In fact, he could watch them anytime he wanted.

"Why would we need to eat when there are fireworks?"

Fumino Furuhashi replied without hesitation, "There's no rush to eat after we finish watching."

After saying that, she took Ogata Riju's hand with one hand and grabbed Hayakawa's sleeve with the other, and followed forward, her fearless demeanor towards the crowd resembling that of a charging warrior.

That's not what you just said.

Hayakawa looked helpless, but was still forcibly dragged over, while his wife, Ogata Rizu, made a confused, inorganic sound and was also led over by the hand.

Before long, the three of them were caught in the surging crowd. The tourists all had the same goal: to get a better view of the sky. As a result, they were all heading in the same direction. Dozens or even hundreds of people were crammed into a narrow path. The noise was loud and chaotic. Every now and then, there were shouts of "Don't push!" The edges were even more turbulent because of people and vendors being bumped into.

Just moments ago, Fumino Furuhashi was fearless, but now she looked like a quail that had been hit by frost. Her physical fitness was poor to begin with, and running during the physical fitness test was like a death sentence for her. In the crowd, she was quickly pushed around until she was dizzy and her eyes were spinning like mosquito coils.

Ogata Rizu was in even worse shape. Her physical condition was not as good as Furuhashi's. She was petite and only 140 centimeters tall, like an elementary school student. She could not stand out in the crowd. If she was accidentally knocked down, no one would notice her. At this moment, the only thing she could do was to cross her arms and silently analyze the force on herself to stabilize her body.

"Move aside a little."

Hayakawa said impatiently and pushed away a man who was sneaking his hand into someone else's wallet in the chaos. Several people in front of him swayed, and the man fell to the ground and was stepped on twice. He finally got up with great difficulty, but he couldn't see who had pushed him. He could only curse under his breath and then left without saying a word.

Chapter 372 Shrine

Fumino Furuhashi saw all of this, and then looked at the crowded people around her and the pitiful Riju Ogata next to her. She was immediately filled with guilt.

Because of her own selfish desire to find a better spot to watch the fireworks, she caused Riko and Hayakawa to rush into the crowd with her, and now they are both suffering.

"I'm sorry, Ri-chan."

Fumino Furuhashi struggled to say something to Rizu Ogata, who was being squeezed pitifully next to her, but her voice sounded so insignificant in the noisy crowd.

"Ok?"

Ogata Rizu vaguely heard Furuhashi Fumino's voice, but couldn't make it out. She looked up at the girl in front of her in confusion and gently shook her head: "It's nothing."

"You guys stay closer to me."

Seeing the two girls' miserable state, Hayakawa reached out and put his arm around their shoulders, shielding them in front of him.

Fumino Furuhashi leaned against Hayakawa's chest and immediately felt much more comfortable than before, which had felt cramped and confined. Just as she was about to thank Hayakawa, she saw Ogata Riju being pulled to her side and immediately showed a jealous look, puffing out her pink cheeks.

On the surface, it's to take care of herself and Ri-chan, but judging from this behavior, she might be using this as an excuse to secretly carry out a two-timing plan!

However, I'll reluctantly forgive you for Rizu's sake.

Fumino Furuhashi pouted so hard she could hang a bottle of vinegar on her pink lips. Feeling inexplicably bitter, she turned her head away, not wanting to see what was happening in front of her. But she happened to see what seemed to be a small opening in the crowd not far away.

"Hayakawa-kun, there are fewer people over there." Fumino Furuhashi's eyes lit up, and she quietly pointed in that direction: "See if you can get out from there."

Hayakawa looked in the direction Furuhashi was pointing, his expression brightened, and without hesitation, he squeezed through the crowd and walked in that direction.

As dusk fell, the streetlights overhead cast a dreamlike glow, like rosy clouds rising from a green mountain ridge. Hundreds of people crowded the street, their breathing, footsteps, and various other sounds creating a chaotic cacophony that gave Fumino Furuhashi the illusion of being deaf.

Only the breathing of the boy and girl beside me, and the familiar warmth emanating from them, were so clear.

If things continue like this in the future, perhaps I can accept it...

In that instant when time and space seemed to stand still, Fumino Furuhashi thought to herself.