I'm in Tokyo, and I'm a professional boyfriend.

Shiina Iori smiled and said, "Let's have this piece and this piece today, and we'll come back after we finish eating."

"okay!"

After the two left, many of the younger girls who had been standing nearby started to ask about the price.

Igarashi exclaimed in surprise, "Shiina-kun knows so much! And that uncle was so nice! He gave us a 20% discount!"

"That's how it is when you get to know someone. Stable, loyal customers are much more valuable than new customers who come on a whim. It's just a matter of how much you earn."

Shiina Iori explained things to the naive girl, leading her from shop to shop until she bought all the necessary materials.

Once they were out of the shopping street, he turned to Yui and asked, "Did you learn any grocery shopping tips for today?"

"You've wasted your time!"

Yui Igarashi nodded vigorously, as if she had learned a new little life hack.

"Hopefully."

Shiina Iori didn't actually have any hope.

"Oh, right." He thought for a moment, then stopped abruptly. "Igarashi-san, smile."

"Huh?"

Yui looked somewhat bewildered.

"Smile."

"whee?"

At Shiina's request, Igarashi smiled, somewhat bewildered.

Is that so?

"Hmm, quite cute."

Shiina Iori stroked her chin and nodded: "When you go grocery shopping in the future, remember to smile like this at the uncles and aunts, understand?"

"why?"

"Easy to negotiate the price."

"I've got it!!"

Shiina Iori looked at Yui, who had suddenly become excited, with some confusion.

Not sure why.

However, after a short while of excitement, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she was drawn to something else, pointing at it.

"Iori! It's Inari!"

Shiina turned her head and saw a stone fox statue with a bell around its neck.

Japan is a country with a strong religious atmosphere, but because these religions are subtly integrated into the culture, they are difficult to detect.

There are many similar roadside statues in rural areas.

Most of them are Jizo or Inari.

Because its original base is in Kyoto, there aren't many Inari statues in Tokyo.

"Crack! Crack!"

Yui had already run over with the cloth bag, clapping her little hands and putting them together in front of the stone statue.

Silently, I don't know what to wish for.

As Shiina Iori approached, she heard muttering things like, "Ten pulls tonight, ten pulls tonight, ten pulls tonight."

Shiina ignored her and went over to pat the fox's head.

It feels very smooth.

It must be regularly maintained.

"Shiina-kun!"

When Igarashi opened his eyes, he was startled: "You can't touch that! Inari is the god who makes sure you have enough to eat!"

"Disrespecting the envoy will be punished!"

“The gods aren’t so harsh on their believers,” Shiina Iori continued touching, her tone resolute.

"Who would know about that? Nobody's ever seen it!" Igarashi seemed a little uneasy, and clasped his hands together in front of the fox to apologize on his behalf.

"I've seen it! A god who fills people's stomachs."

"Huh? You're kidding!"

"I'm not lying to you."

Shiina Iori spoke casually, gently stroking her hand: "Gods who truly love people are all very kind and gentle."

"It looks quite ordinary."

"But they are hardworking, conscientious, and give their all."

"To dedicate one's entire life to one thing."

"Then all people will benefit, for generations to come."

"As a result, he will be admired and worshipped by many people, who will take him as a role model and follow in his footsteps."

Igarashi covered her mouth and laughed: "Where in this world is there such a god? He doesn't sound powerful at all, he doesn't even scatter grain rain or anything like that."

How could that be?

"Isn't it super cool to have a god who wishes to feed everyone?"

Shiina Iori smiled gently.

This was the first time Igarashi had heard Shiina laugh in such a gentle voice, and he unconsciously began to believe him, asking in a calm voice:

"Then where is this deity?"

Shiina Iori was taken aback.

He looked up at the sky and pointed out.

"This is roughly the location, number 8117."

"In the sky?"

"correct."

"He's a god after all, he needs to take a vacation too."

"Besides..."

"We can't keep relying on him forever."

"Therefore, the kind of deity who can watch everyone finish lunch before leaving is the true deity."

Shiina Iori patted the soft fox head again before stopping: "As for this kind, just pick whatever you like, don't take it too seriously."

"Oh, oh~"

Igarashi still looked completely bewildered.

When I looked up in the direction Shiina was pointing, I saw nothing.

"Let's go home."

"coming!"

"No leftovers today!"

"Good~"

[089] Nothing

night.

Hongo 2-chome.

La Reine Bar.

Sano Shino sat listlessly at the bar, swirling a glass of iced Fakun 75 in her hand.

This semi-alcoholic beverage, made solely with gin as a base and supplemented with syrup, sparkling water, and lemon juice, is quite popular with female customers in bars.

However, usually only one or two cups per person.

Under the dim lighting, the bartender at the bar shakes the bottle, measures the contents with a measuring cup, and then quickly pours the liquor in layers with a bar spoon, finally adding a slice of orange to the glass.

The wine glass was moved to the front of Sano Shino.

The bartender held out his hand and introduced, "Your Mimosa."

"It was ordered for you by the gentleman at table number 16."

The sound is just loud enough to be heard from a distance, but not too loud.

The Mimossa in front of me is a low-alcohol fruit wine made with champagne and orange juice. It's very easy to drink and is also a popular choice for women.

Sano Shino turned her head with her eyes half-closed and saw a square-faced man wearing gold-rimmed glasses smiling and nodding at her.

Sano turned his head again and glanced at the store manager, who was in his forties and dressed in an exquisite suit, in front of the bar.

The shop manager wiped the cups and tapped the rim of one of them twice without making a sound.

[Whatever you like]

Sano Shino instantly understood. With a cold expression, she casually poured the newly served drink into the ice bucket beside her and set the empty glass aside. (Note: Don't do that.)

That counts as a refusal.

The man opposite him turned around with a hint of disappointment.

Laughter from my companions came from nearby.

Sano Shino didn't seem to care at all; she just silently drank by herself.

Today, she wasn't a bartender, but an ordinary customer; there was no need for her to feign politeness to deal with a difficult customer.