49 EP. 12: Odd Marketing (3)

In front of the statue of the Hochiang Gong, famous as the meeting place, there were already many people waiting for someone, each looking at the clock.

And I was able to find Yuki in it with ease.

“Ahhh!! Joon-Hyuk!”

Yuki found me among the touchers and waved gladly.

I just grabbed it at the Dragon Emblem, and it feels good to know it all at once.

“It's been a long time!”

“Oh, yeah. How have you been?”

“I thought you'd forgotten me for a while after you really first contacted me. I couldn't get her number, I couldn't call her...”

“I'm sorry. I've been so busy.”

“Thanks for getting in touch with me. ”

With a kind bow and greeting, I also bowed reflectively at my waist.

“Oh, no. ”

“Why don't we stay here and have something warm to talk about? ”

“Sure, but I don't really know Shibuya, so I don't know where she'll be okay. ”

“Hmm, let's go to the store first. ”

Yuki and I stood at a crossroads called the symbol of Shibuya and smiled at each other. Yuki had a very sophisticated sense for women in the 1980s.

Instead of overly perm hair that is trendy among women nowadays, I was tidying up my long raw hair with white hair straps and giving it a slight wave at the end.

And every time you smile, a little clam goes into your cheeks.

“Wow, Shibuya has a lot of people. ”

“It's a little complicated with Joon-Hyuk, isn't it? ”

“Huh? How did you know I was in Kyoto? ”

“You said you work for Minten. Isn't Mintendo's headquarters in Kyoto? ”

“Oh, you know that. ”

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! After a short while the signal light rang and it turned green, many people who were waiting for the massive crosswalk started crossing the signal lamp in unison.

It reminds me of a pair of triplets, a game I used to sometimes play in the 2000s when I was bored, when people flocked to Shibuya station behind us.

Defeating hundreds of enemies alone was a beautiful game, but it still takes a long time to implement such a game, right?

The game was probably on Gear Station 2 that Sensoni built... and it won't be until the next 15 years for the first one...

Wait. No, we don't have to wait that long, right?

“Joon-Hyuk?”

“Oh, yeah? ”

“You know, we should go this way. ”

“Oh, I'm sorry. I'll think of something else for a moment.”

“Hmm...”

Yuki looks sharp for a moment, then takes another step.

Oh my... You must hate me for thinking about sleeping or playing games. I followed her as I suppressed her growing desire for development.

&

After a while, Yuki brought me to a Korean restaurant in Shibuya. Is the store called Mother's Dinner? That's a weird name.

“Is this...? ”

“Joon-Hyuk is Korean. I asked my friends if they liked it, and they said it was the best in Tokyo.”

“Ahhh!”

I felt a corner of my heart tightened in Yuki's consideration. Honestly, I feel like such an idiot that I've been running around minding my own appointments, and I've been thinking about my future ever since I met you...

“You don't like Korean? ”

“No, I'm very happy for you. The only Korean restaurants in Kyoto are Wodong and Ramen. Thank you for your attention. ”

Yuki smiled and mumbled in a small voice.

“Thank God."

After going inside the store with Yuki, the smell of briquettes roasting meat along with the smell of miso stew that I had forgotten for a long time began to irritate the stomach.

At lunch, I was quite hungry because I made a simple noodle soup because of my appointment with the magazine.

“Welcome!”

‘Mother's Meal Table’ was unusually greeted in Korean, but I was happy to greet her at the counter as well.

“Hello!"

“Oh my!! You're Korean!”

“Yes, he came with me because he told me that this house is the best in Tokyo. ”

“Oh my! Thank you! It's so nice to meet Koreans in foreign lands! Please take a lot of my beef. Enjoy!”

“Thank you. I'll eat well!”

When we spoke in Korean, Yuki was looking at us strangely.

“It's good to see you!”

“Oh, I see. She seems to like it. ”

Sitting across from each other at the table, we poured water into each other's glasses before ordering two cashews of beef and miso stew. Yuki asked with a worry face on a simpler spell than I thought.

“Are you sure you don't want something to eat? I heard you only had noodles today. ”

“Yuki, isn't this your first time at a Korean restaurant? ”

“Yes. Actually, I just heard from my friends and I'm here for the first time today. ”

“Hold on! Surprise will happen!”

A moment later, Yuki said to the waiter, puzzled by the appearance of the undertakers being set to fill the table.

“W-we didn't order any of this. ”

“It's just an okaz. When you order food, it's basically what comes out. Don't worry!”

“Th-this is all Okaz? ”

Um... was your owner here before? Obviously, the food is delicious and the food is plentiful even if you eat one!

On the dining table, kimchi and acorn cakes, as well as kimchi and bread ribs, began to appear on the plate gradually.

“Wow, do Koreans eat like this every time? ”

“Oh, well, it's not like this all the time, but basically, there's more food writers than Japan. ”

“Amazing! The food is so delicious!! ”

Fortunately, Yuki soon ate well.

Sareh rushed to Japan to give him water when he ate a slightly sharp miso stew compared to Miso Shiru.

“It's d-hot. ”

It's definitely not like the Miso Soup of Japan! Yuki was tolerating it all the way through. Soon after that, you climb up to the smoky seared meat, and the table is filled to the briquettes.

“There's only 380 yen per serve.”

“It's because Koreans have a lot of recognition!”

I was moved by the taste of Korea that I had felt for a long time and swallowed nothing.

“Ma'am! More food here!”

“Omma? Have you finished already? I'll bring it to you as soon as I can."

The waitress who serves in a dialect nodded and took orders.

&

“Oh, I'm full!”

“Aren't you overeating? Three bowls of food...? ”

“You must have been greedy after eating a long time.”

“But I'm just happy to see you're eating well. ”

“Thank you. Thank you for your attention. I'll buy you dinner. ”

“Yes? Why Joon-Hyuk? ”

“Hmm..? No, it's just...

“I have money, too. Ma'am, divide the calculation here!”

Yuki picks up the check and heads to the counter without a chance to stop me from going crazy.

Well, I used to think it was customary for a man to buy food in the first meeting, but he's a little different in his mind.

After dividing the dinner cost in half, I came out and it was already dark outside. I'm already full, but I can't just eat alone...

“Can I get you a cup of coffee? I'll buy you coffee. ”

“Yes? Why do you keep buying me everything?”

“I ate three bowls of rice! Yuki lost money by dividing it in half. So let me buy you some coffee!”

Yuki nodded, smiling greedily. It's so hard to buy coffee...

So we moved to a nearby coffee shop.

&

“Have a good time, then!”

The waiter carried the tray in his arms and returned with the coffee. Hmm... I can't even imagine serving coffee in a fancy cup like this... In a cafe in the 2000s.

It's not just vibrating bells that make me feel like I'm going to look for something classy... It's definitely from the 1980s when I look at the coffee in a deceptive cup, not just a regular paper cup...

“Are you busy these days too? You haven't heard from me in a while...”

“Oh, I've been working on a game lately. ”

“A game? Wow! What kind of game? ”

“Oh, well, you know...”

No!!! I'll never tell you!! If sexy female characters fly around in the sky and get beaten up, half their clothes fall off!!

─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─ ─