The Hero Who Returned Remains the Strongest in the Modern World

The ramen shop was queued.

After about ten minutes of lining up, Senior Abeno has suddenly mentioned this.

"Hey, Morishita? I'm going to talk to you about me."

"Suddenly it gets harsh!? We're going to have dinner, right?

No, this is a scientific story.

"Is it scientific...?

"Do you know the word intestinal flora?

"What's wrong with good and bad bacteria?"

"Yeah, that's right. And the bacterial balance in your bowels is very important for your health."

"I see. So?

"It's an ideally formulated technique that encourages the improvement of intestinal flora by transplanting it into the colon..."

"Hmm."

"So what? I thought."

"You said you thought?

"Yeah, well, maybe if you transplant my..."

Senior Abeno silenced.

And breathe in big, big. Here's what she said.

"- You'll be excited at an unusual level..."

"What the hell do you think I am?"

Ignoring my words, Senior Abeno shook his head left and right in full.

"But I'm sorry, Morishita? That's right, I'm too advanced for that play... to hang out with. So, yeah, we can't offer it."

"I haven't felt that since the beginning of the first place. Huh!?

"Right......" Senior Abeno looked up at the sky and squealed.

"All I can do is hang out... until baby play"

"Baby play?

"That's right. Baby play. I mean..."

Senior Abeno silenced.

And breathe in big, big. Here's what she said.

"Baby and mother's... breast milk play"

"Breast milk play!?

Senior Abeno nodded cocklessly at me.

"By the way, I'm the baby, and your mother is Morishita."

"What's the situation? Huh!? Too advanced to understand one thing Yikes!?

Seriously, that's terrible... and I'm going to get cocky on the spot.

And that's where the ramen store clerk asked us to line up outside for an order.

"Well then... looks like it's time to go into the store"

"Noodle clams. Yasai Machine Garlic Chomorama - Please."

Bomb platter moyashiramen.

The apex part of the palm is sprinkled with abra chunks like snow from Mount Fuji, and furthermore, kizamini garlic is served on the edge like a mountain.

I mean, that's not normal. That amount of garlic.

Not one or two cakeras, but three or four balls.

Senior Abeno asked for it. It's a super-dozen silo thing, also known as a large assortment of pork doubles, like sinking even active rugby club college students in the middle of nowhere for more than a kilo of edible parts.

"Senior...... seriously can you eat that?

"... Gilty"

My senior's cold gaze pierces me.

"This is the Divine Domain"

"Divine domain!?

"Yes. Waste of time in a store that's a shrine? There's a lot of people lined up. Is that what you know, Morishita?

"Oh, excuse me"

In the words of a senior, I put chopsticks on a small serving of ramen.

By the way, Cole has super little garlic and fewer jerks.

I don't know, even a small platter is a hell of a lot.

I asked for a pork mash that feels like a char shu noodle... but the baby's cobsi large is gobbled up with a likely chunk of pig.

I shrug a few noodles with chopsticks and slowly carry them into my mouth.

Yeah, yummy.

I was shocked by the nasty looks, but the taste is definitely superb. Well, the intense flavour of what I saw would split the likes and dislikes awesome.

That way, I shrug a few noodles into my mouth again.

So Senior Abeno has turned his icy gaze again.

"... Gilty"

"What?"

"I'll say it again. There's a lot of people lined up. Is that what you know, Morishita?

You mean eat fast.

Well, it's been an hour waiting outside. I know it's annoying if you don't eat fast and go outside.

That's how I grabbed the bowl and started scratching the noodles unconsciously.

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Zbieeeeeee! Zbieee! Zbieeeeeee!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Zbieeeeeee! Zbieee! Zbieeeeeee!

Senior Abeno flattens the bowl with a fierce sound effect that is roughly not good for a girl to emit.

He's lightly peeling his white eyes off.

- Honestly, pull.

And she was staring intensely at the female guests in the four neighboring seats.

She is… a female customer who had ordered an extra third of the noodles on a small platter.

"To a woman like that... you can't lose. No!

"What do you mean you lose? Yikes!?

And that's where I realized.

Apparently, he's talking about whether he'll finish eating fast or not.

How far do you hate losing... you're too much crap... honestly, pull.

Zbieeeeeee! Zbieee! Zbieeeeeee!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Zbieeeeeee! Zbieee! Zbieeeeeee!

Don, with my gaze pulling aside, Senior Abeno throws the bump into his stomach at a fierce rate with his white eyes facing.

And so she threw all the noodles and the palms into her stomach, and she glanced at the pork chunks in the bowl.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

"A high school girl in a ramen shop... shouted out loud... so!?

With the roar of temper she throws in pieces of pig after piece.

Thirty seconds later, having all the pigs stored in her mouth, she takes a seat as she chews on her mogomores and mouth.

And he said this to me.

"Mogo, mug - chat (first)"

After I finished eating five minutes later, Senior Abeno stood with a soot face outside the store.

"How'd it go? Morishi-kun?"

"Yeah, it was delicious..."

"Yes, that shop is delicious. But..."

"But?"

"I'm doing it on thin margins. That much and that much quality pig, huh? Probably turning it around at a critical cost. That's why our customers need to work together."

"And you said?

"I have to increase the turnover and turn the customers around anyway. I can't get as much profit margin as I can keep the store without increasing sales. That's why customers need to eat fast."

"I see."

"I'm sorry you said Gilty or something. Though I think I was surprised... because that's the situation"

Senior Abeno nodded somewhat satisfied.

Apparently, he's going to lecture me from the top, which is a regular part of the store.

"Really? All that cost performance… It is not possible to establish the store alone, it is not possible to establish the customer alone. Both sides work together to increase the turnover… It's the first time it's possible, that quality at this price. In a nutshell, that place is like a joint orchestra of shops and customers."

"I see."

That's how the senior said proudly with his chest up for some reason.

"And I don't know anything about newcomers - conductors who lead the way to amateur performers (maestro)"

"Maestro, thank you for your high theory. You mean, I don't care, seniors?

"What could it be?

"I can't stand the unusual garlic smell... can you not talk for a while?

No, well, three balls was eating a likely pile of garlic, this guy.

In my words, Senior Abeno held his mouth wide open.

He seemed seriously dented for 10%, and then Senior Abeno was gushing his shoulders until he broke up at the station.

- And, well, that's how our first ramen shop date ended up with a fucking miserable result.