Oh, what if the time stops like this and we're going to be shut in this world forever, no, for a day today? It's an unfortunate day to die, to be outraged, to have no progress.

I glanced at the menu stuck to the crease of the wall. Miso ramen, fried shumen, fried rice. Oh, it's written on a brown board in beautiful black letters. It's a bit masterful and hard to read, but it gives a good flavor.

Next door is a drink. Juice-based soft drinks and alcohols. It would be expensive if we had beer. I wonder why?