Magical★Explorer

Though the dazzling sun illuminates this one, I didn't feel it was hot.

Raising his hand toward the blue sky that was about to be inhaled, and stretching all the way, his body was lighter as if he had driven out drowsiness, tiredness, etc., wondering and feeling good.

The occasional breeze shakes her beautiful blonde hair in a mood to walk next door, shaking the fragrance of the treatment she usually uses around.

She took a small breath when she paid for the forehead she had caught in the wind.

"Nice wind."

"... right"

No more, I think it's a great day out.

I've been in a good mood since I left the house, Lyudi, but I've been in an even better mood since I started walking under this sunshine.

It stretches its limbs wide over the gate, and it may also be helpful to have met a cat in the sun with a sinister face. I wouldn't have had such a good look if I were a human being, like it was a mess and a flash. But cats look cute, so they're sloppy.

And while staring at the cat with a flamboyant smile, Lyudi, who moves her ears perfectly as the tail moves, also has to be said to be sloppy.

From her lips, which are as bright as fruit, what appears to be cat language whispered after, unfortunately, will not reach the cat. But it reaches my heart. Instead, it's a critical hit, and it's going to knock me out right now. Honestly, I want you to talk to me, but I think it might be best to see how it goes on the side because I can return it in Buhibu one pig language.

I just got out of downtown, and I'll make sure I have some time.

"Why don't we stop by?

And speak up.

Because if you keep going like this, it's going to be around the noon queue. That said, she nodded. But there's also a problem. I just said that in an attempt to avoid queues, but I didn't have any specific ideas as to where I wanted to go.

Now that I think about it, I should have taken a good look at what sounded like a plan that Nana had made for me.

'I was worried about your husband, and I only slept seven hours. That's why I foolishly contemplated today's plan. Modestly, it's the best plan.'

Just before she left the house. Forecasting that there was no Rudy. Such she had handed over the paper softly.

Because I thought it was unnecessary to worry, but modestly, I say it's the best.

"You're getting a good night's sleep!

What a scratch, he said he saw it with inner anticipation, but as soon as he left the house, he was tempted with a sweet voice, and then he was heading straight to the hotel, so he immediately tore it back. Moreover, for some reason, the fact that Nanami is scheduled to accompany her at the hotel will also be a scratch.

But given the possibility that something like a snowy miracle could have happened in the summer and was seriously filled in otherwise, I might have done a waste.

"Rudy, is there somewhere you want to go?

"Hey..."

That's how she looks around. It was surprisingly normal supermarket that her gaze stopped.

"Let's go over there"

Whoa, that's good.

Super. Why super?

Lyudi is a lady. It may be prejudicial, but I wonder if it would be okay for ordinary people like me to approach it easily, and I don't really step into these general stores.

Even the convenience store never seemed to get her into much. So is the supermarket too? Actually, do you want to go around the common place?

I thought I'd ask her............ to go straight to the coupleramen corner and see her get a serious look, I could have been wrong.

Take a couple ramen in your hands and stare at Rudy, who inquisites.

Today she had three long blondes knitted half-ups, usually flushing hair behind her in one and flushing it to the side. Thanks to this I can indulge in white and beautiful noodles.

I often wear this hair when wearing personal clothes, but I think it looks great on me. Well, whatever you dress up for, a beautiful girlfriend is going to look good on you.

Is it because he was staring, Rudy looked at this one and tilted his neck.

I thought you had it in your hair.

"Oh, thank you."

I looked straight forward with a kind of backing, but I looked at it. The look on his face, which was serious and one-sided, was turning into a smile.

We're going to the ramen shop, but we bought a couple ramen, and we put our bags in a storage bag and left the supermarket behind.

In the wake of the radishes that appeared on the cheap flyers at the entrance and exit, I developed into a shallow marinade story, and I bounced the story about what the tastiest dressing was.

"Daikon's good, but cucumber's good, too."

"Radish and turnips are good."

Talking to him, he stopped at the grocery store, which was decorated with dolls similar to Marianne's, and then headed to the ramen store, which was his destination.

It must have played its part in shifting from the time of writing. In front of the store, which seems to have a great queue, there were some waiters, but they didn't seem to wait long.

About ten minutes later, we entered the store.

"First of all, the store is the most popular!

It is the uri of this ramen shop, and the most popular seems to be the snug miso ramen with plenty of oil.

That's how Rudy sparkles his eyes, and asks for a good miso ramen. Even a nose song gave me a smile that seemed to sing, and I was looking at the menu even though I said I had ordered it. I am willing to come next time.

I dare to look down on the menu that Lyudi was looking at when ordering light miso ramen in an attempt to make it taste different from Lyudi's.

I don't like or dislike Rudy. Whether it's full of back oil or lots of garlic in it, it's enough to eat and change balls. I can't possibly eat it this time either.

When I came to the ramen store again, Rudy was more rap than usual, and he still doesn't leak into examples today.

"So they could instantiate it using special magic, almost without losing flavor!

"Something's awesome. Ramen, you're getting familiar..."

Talking wasn't just about ramen.

"So, Mr. Rinaki kicked you as much as he wanted."

She talks about everyday things, about the movies she sees, about the books, anything she enjoys. Nature and grin spill when you see her like that.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that the ramen was placed in front of me.

Rudy brightens her eyes and sets her posture right as if she were attending some sort of commemorative ceremony, facing Ramen.

Noodles in a red brown soup with plenty of oil, like a mixture of yellow and gray. And in the accompanying vegetables, eggs that seem to have a firm flavour, and thick, large chopped char shoots.

What about me? The oil floated less, and was more yellowish than Rudy's ramen. Chashu also seemed to have more sheets than Rudy.

When Lyudi receives it, she sprinkles the soup with lotus hua, confirms the fragrance and puts it in her teat mouth.

"It's like savory violence..."

That was the word that came out.

I similarly simmer the soup with lotus hua and put the soup with the green onion floating in my mouth.

Since it was another product that I ordered, it would be natural for me to think differently. I felt like I had the word classy. Medicinal leeks also enhance the flavour of the soup.

After indulging in a little noodles, include the chashu in your mouth. It was very soft and melted in the mouth and the flavor spread throughout the mouth.

"It's also expensive not to add a lot of flavor to the chashu."

This flavor, which originally brought the flavor of delicious meat to life, is arguably the best match.

That's how Lyudi stares at my chashu. Conversely, I took a look at Rudy's Chashu, too.

If you look closely, the thickness is slightly different. Maybe they are also changing the thickness and taste of the char shoe according to the concentration. For example, what a great dedication.

See Rudy's face again.

Is there anyone who can see her with a serious expression but sparkling eyes?

"Nice."

She reaches out and pulls herself over wearing a green ring. And he didn't hesitate to drink the soup and took one chashu to his mouth.

"It really brings out the flavor of meat...!

I smile unexpectedly at the way it looks. Really, it looks like a woman who eats ramen deliciously.

Why does a woman who eats food looking delicious look so cute? Just the way it is, this one is full of heart as well as stomach.

"Hmm, look at me. What's going on? Maybe you want to eat this one?

"Then just a little"

That's how I drink a little soup and eat my own ramen.

I was just finishing my noodles and wondering what else to do with the soup.

Yes, and Rudy opened his mouth.

"Mitsuke may already know... Yuki invited me this morning."

Oh, nod.

"I... would like to join the Wind Discipline Club"