My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

Soga Restaurant is located in Katoba, Kyoto, near the Kamo River.

Business hours: Monday to Friday, 7pm to 2am.

There are currently 10 dining card seats, providing catering services and serving groups: interesting people and monsters.

Su Wo Liyi has run this small canteen for more than three hundred years.

If possible, she will continue to operate. The premise is that there should be no mistakes when changing the ID card every 100 years.

On July 8th, after cleaning up the hygiene of the canteen and preparing to open the shop, Su Wo Liyi began to sit at the bar in a daze.

There was heavy rain outside the door, the broken warm light from the lantern was reflected on the bluestone slab, and the lisianthus flowers planted in front of the door were swayed by the rain.

The rain touched the flowers at night, and the scene was sad. Su Wo Liyi turned on the player and played a random song.

[Sorrowful sleep. ]

[The moonlight shines as usual, shining on individual secrets. ]

[It's so pathetic, I didn't know it. ]

[It's like a wheat ear withered. ]

[Who knows the name of the covered flower. ]

Amidst the melodious music, at seven o'clock in the evening, the curtain was lifted and an old acquaintance walked in.

"Good evening, Miss Sue, the rain is so heavy today."

Heimu put the umbrella on the porch and walked into the store with his foot up. He is an ancient Chinese teacher with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Yes, it's raining heavily." Su Wo Liyi handed him a clean handkerchief from the bar, "What are you going to eat tonight?"

"Old rules."

"A pot of plum wine, a grilled saury, Mr. Kuroki wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

Su Wo Liyi came out of the bar and walked into the back kitchen.

There is no fixed menu in the canteen. Every day, an electronic board will be used to list all the ingredients of today, and customers are free to choose the cooking method and ingredients.

Do what you can do as much as possible. This is the business policy of Suwo Canteen.

Are there any guests?

In fact, there are still many.

Mr. Kuroki's body is a cat, so he loves grilled saury, and Suga Liyi understands this very well.

After all, cats like to eat fish, which is justified.

Take out three saury fish from the refrigerator. After the cooking is clean, sprinkle salt on both sides of the fish, add some cooking wine and lemon juice to remove the fishy fish and make it fresh.

Finally, spread the tin foil on the oven and pour a little sesame oil to prevent the fish from sticking to the bottom.

The whole process of grilling the fish is controlled within 15 minutes. Turn one side in the middle and add the seasoning at the same time. After both sides are cooked, it can be served.

If it is baked for herself, Suwo Liyi likes to sprinkle some chopped green onions at the end, but Mr. Kuroki doesn't like it, so she didn't add it.

"Have been waiting, Mr. Kuroki."

"Thank you."

Mr. Kuroki took the wine and grilled fish she brought with both hands and nodded in thanks.

When eating, Mr. Kuroki's movements were very regular, three mouthfuls of fish, one drink of wine, impartiality, and every few moments, he wiped the oil stains from his mouth with a handkerchief.

"What a gentle monster."

Su Wo Liyi sighed in her heart.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, the curtain opened again, and Mr. Maeda, the mouse demon with a moustache, walked in.

"Good evening." Su Wo Liyi said hello with a smile, "Still the same?"

"Yes." Mr. Maeda nodded, then walked to Mr. Kuroki and sat down.

He said the old way, referring to an omelet rice and a 500ml can of Asahi beer.

Why can a mouse and a cat sit at the same table and eat?

Su Wo Liyi thought about these things while cooking rice. After the rice is fried, pour it into an egg crust and coat it with a little salad dressing and tomato sauce before serving.

She walked out of the kitchen with freshly baked omelet rice, and heard Mr. Maeda's shrill voice from a distance.

"I said Kuroki, do you still remember your identity? You are a monster, a monster, not just a teacher. The most important thing to like, understand? As long as you like it, and you faint her, isn't it all right?"

"Besides, didn't you say that Miss Mai likes you too? Since you two like each other, why not be together?"

"But..." Mr. Kuroki hesitated, "Miss Mai is already married."

"Coincident." Maeda the mouse demon raised his eyebrows, "I hate her husband the most. I'll help you with this. I will fix her husband, and you will fix her!"

Su Wo Li Yi smiled helplessly, walked to the table with the vegetables, shook her head and said, "Mr. Maeda, this is not acceptable."

"Since you choose to live in the human world, please abide by the laws of the human world, otherwise you will be hunted down by the nine subjects."

"Tell me... I'm just talking." Mr. Maeda scratched his head and laughed, "Isn't it because I watched Kuroki drinking with this person, and I was so nervous. You said this cat, I like it. Who's wrong, I just like married women."

"Mr. Maeda, please stop talking." Mr. Kuroki stopped him unhappily, lowered his head and said nothing.

Su Wo Liyi put down the dishes, returned to the counter, and looked at the cat and the mouse with her chin.

They are still discussing in a low voice. Most of the time it was Mr. Mouse who gave his opinions. Mr. Cat rejected them one by one. As they said, Mr. Mouse would point to Mr. Cat’s nose and scold a sentence or two, and Mr. Cat just apologized. He smiled, not listening at all.

Su Wo Liyi thought in her heart, this is called: the married are uneasy, the unmarried are not reconciled, and the bystanders are too enthusiastic.

Ugh.

It's hard to be a demon.

Time slipped away slowly, the night was getting deeper, and there were more and more guests in the cafeteria.

"Miss Sue, please ask for a yam porridge and a raw fish sushi."

"Ok!"

"Thank you for a Gongbao chicken, a bowl of rice, hurry up, I'm so hungry."

"immediately!"

"Miss Sue, are you free? Let's go shopping together after closing."

"Mr. Yamaguchi, I won't make an appointment."

The small canteen is very lively, and every guest who dines has a gentle smile on his face.

Everyone drank sake, ate their favorite foods, unloaded from the day's fatigue, talked about interesting things they encountered, or savored their sorrows on their own. In the scent of food, the unique quietness of the night and the warmth of the room, a story full of human touch comes from the mouths of these interesting people and monsters.

There are sorrows and joys, smiles and tears, which coincide with the ups and downs of food. All the flavors in the world are in this small canteen.

Su Wo Liyi is in a good mood today, provided that someone won't bother, but she won't let it go if she wants that person.

"Good evening, Miss Suwo."

The door curtain was opened, wearing a clean shirt, and the handsome young man arrived as scheduled.

"It's you again..." Su Wo Liyi frowned, her expression instantly cold.

She didn't want to see the boy who was so bothered, but he would show up here on time at 8 o'clock every night these days, order some food, and then sit alone until closing.

"Miss Suwo..." Fujiwara Starry sky folded the umbrella and put it on the entrance, turned his head and pointed to the guests who were dining, "Can you be gentle with me, just like you do to them."

"I'm sorry..." Su Wo Liyi shook her head, her blood-red pupils showed the meaning of rejection, "You are not actually welcome here."

"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned." Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled faintly, and sat down on the edge of the bar.

Maeda, the rat demon next to him, turned his head, his wicked eyes fell on him, "Oh, Fujiwara, you are here again."

"Good evening, Mr. Maeda." Hoshizora Fujiwara greeted with a smile, and then greeted the cat demon next to him: "Good evening, Mr. Kuroki, are you eating fish again today?"

"Yes, I'm used to Miss Su's grilled fish, and I can't eat anything else." Mr. Kuroki got off the stool and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. "I'm going now, you can use it slowly."

Fujiwara Hoshizora and Mr. Maeda waved together: "Goodbye, Mr. Kuroki."

Mr. Kuroki walked out and when he passed by Fujiwara Starry sky, he lowered his head and whispered: "Miss Suwo is actually very kind. You will find out after you get along with her for a long time. Come on, don't be discouraged. , We all look forward to you taking her down."

"Thank you." Fujiwara Starry Sky nodded in greeting, turned around and looked at Suga Riya, who was busy at the bar.

These days, in order to find the traces of Ono Yaren, he would come to this canteen to guard every night. Although there is no news of Ono Masato for the time being, I have met a few very interesting monsters. And also unexpectedly discovered that this Miss Su Wo, in fact, is not as cold as it seems on the surface.

Of course, just be very cold to yourself.

I have to say that Shinshima's combat strategy that night was very successful.

The image of Fujiwara Xingkong as a scumbag has been deeply embedded in Su Wo Liyi's heart, so these days, she has not even given him a good face.

Fortunately, he has a thick skin, and he doesn't feel ashamed to do things like hot cheeks and cold ass.

"Miss Sue, please give me a chicken teriyaki, a fried cod roe, and an eel rice bowl."

Suga Riya glanced at him, and then ordered the clerk in a kimono to go to the back kitchen to get teriyaki and rice bowls, and fry cod roe on the counter.

Fujiwara Starry sky was lying on the bar, with his arms resting on his face, his eyes never taken away from her.

She still looks very noble and decent in her clothes today.

The upper body was wearing a blue silk dress, as soft as a thin green onion skin, and flesh-colored pantyhose wrapped even legs, depicting beautiful and moving curves.

Still beautiful and breathtaking, like the first time we met, Fujiwara Stars was inexplicably attracted by her. It’s like being on a sunny road, suddenly being struck by a boring thunder headshot. When I come back to my senses, I’ve been chopped to the outside and tender on the inside. If I bite it down, maybe it tastes good. .

In short, this feeling is that there is no reason and no "but" and no "if".

Of course, it has nothing to do with love, just want to roll the sheets.

Mr. Maeda the mouse demon suddenly came over, "Isn't it pretty?"

Fujiwara Hoshizora glanced at him suspiciously.

"I said Miss Sue's legs are beautiful, aren't they?"

"That's naturally beautiful."

Mr. Maeda's two-handed horoscope moved wildly, "I really want to lick it."

Fujiwara Hoshizora said honestly: "The same is true for me."

Su Wo Liyi moved her gaze out of the frying pan and glared at the bar. That icy sight was worse than that of Snow Girl.

Mr. Maeda immediately covered his mouth and pointed at Fujiwara Stars at the same time, his eyes conveyed the meaning of "it's him, it's him, it's him".

Fujiwara Xingkong cursed dissatisfiedly: "You mouse, you are cunning."

"Haha~~" Mr. Maeda jumped off the high stool, "I'm going first, you can use it slowly."

"Goodbye." Fujiwara Starry sky replied, and looked around. There were no other customers in the store except him. So his gaze returned to Su Wo Liyi unscrupulously.

Under the warm yellow light of the bar, the noble and beautiful figure flipped the spatula in his hand, steaming steaming, and together with her long silver-white hair, it was dyed with dim light, which seemed to be reachable by reaching out. The warmth I met.

But in fact, they are very far apart.

"Come, please use it." She held the fried sturgeon roe in her hands and handed it over, seeming to be very satisfied with her work. At this time, there was an imperceptible but pleasant smile from the corners of her mouth.

Fujiwara Star suddenly remembered a noodle restaurant he often went to in Shinjuku. It is an ordinary noodle restaurant that can be found everywhere in Tokyo.

The noodle restaurant is equipped with a stainless steel cooking table, a steaming oven, a range hood, and exhaust ducts, all exposed. At work, the young chef is so meticulous and numb that his expression is like stainless steel with the tough and cold texture of metal.

Eating in that kind of place is like being in a closed submarine, sailing in the dark deep sea under huge water pressure. Every inch of stainless steel on the huge cooking table and the small and depressing space in the restaurant seem to convey anxiety and pressure. That is people's greatest fear of life.

If one day, the submarine was silently crushed by the water pressure of the deep sea and disappeared into a brightly lit metropolis, it would be unknown and no one would linger.

"What's the matter?" Su Wo Liyi glanced at him suspiciously, then looked at the fried sturgeon roe in her hand, as if thinking about whether there was a problem with the dishes, so that the customer did not respond.

"Oh, nothing." Fujiwara Starry sky recovered, and while reaching out to take the dishes, he said: "I seemed to have heard the sound of the waves in Tokyo Bay just now."

"You like Tokyo very much?"

"No, I actually hate Tokyo a little bit."

Su Wo Liyi glanced at him lightly, left the cooking table, and sat on the high chair on the other side of the bar. There were eight seats between the two.

Fujiwara Xingkong took a bite of fried fish and put it in his mouth. It tasted a bit like chicken, and the texture of the bite was crunchy and crisp. Soon, the clerk brought out the chicken teriyaki and eel rice bowl.

Suwo Liyi poured herself a glass of sake, and her expression relaxed very naturally, listening to the melodious music, allowing herself to be completely integrated with the surrounding air.

From time to time, Fujiwara Starry sky would peek at her openly, but whenever he looked over, she would put her right hand on the bar counter on the knee of her skirt, seeming to intentionally block him from staring at her legs.

I stared at the finger slowly moving, there seemed to be something mysterious between the fingertips and the skirt fingertips, it seemed as if a thin transparent thread was about to be drawn from the fingertips, weaving into a new time.

Being stared a little impatiently, Su Wo Liyi slowly turned around on the high chair, looking at him from the front.

She said: "Even if it is beautiful, it is very rude to stare like this."

As a lascivious gentleman, Fujiwara Xingkong said frankly: "Since it is good-looking, you can look at it while you can still see it, and miss it when you can't see it? That's something fools do."

Su Wo Li Yi was fascinated, probably because he could not circumvent this rogue logic, the brow furrowed in a beautiful shape.

After a pause, she said amusedly: "I have never seen someone as shameless as you."

Fujiwara Starry sky stared at her face for a long time just like facing an extremely precious treasure that only appeared in rumors. She has a kind of inherent nobility, that kind of temperament can only be found in the nobles who have gone through countless histories.

So far, Fujiwara Hoshizora has only experienced this noble temperament in Toomimon Shino, that is the time he asked her to meet at the Ikebukuro Café. That day, Shino, who was wearing a purple evening dress, was as beautiful as an angel falling into the mortal world.

There is a reason for this. The Domitian family is a direct descendant of Abe Haruaki. It is an ancient heritage that has stood at the pinnacle of Shinto since the Heian period, and has a history of more than 1,200 years.

A family that has not declined for 1200 years and has always stood at the top. Their heavy precipitation and accumulation have brought the innate nobleness to Tuyumen Shino.

In addition, even Xia Xilin had never had such a temperament.

This feeling also made Fujiwara Starry sky have to think about the origin of Suga Riya.

Suwo, an ancient and glorious noble surname, from the Kofun period to the Asuka period, this family basically controlled the political situation at that time and the emperor's abolition. For two hundred years, they ruled out dissidents and embraced "puppets". They arrogantly overstepped the imperial power and poured power into the opposition.

The so-called "feng shui turns", there will never be everlasting glory in the world. With the bringing of the Nara era, the Suga clan has embarked on a path of destruction and gradually disappeared in history.

The direct cause of the demise of this glorious family was the rise of the Fujiwara clan. As for the Fujiwara clan's "politics" in the following hundred years, specializing in the court guidelines, and embarking on the same path as the Suga clan, it is another historical story in the history books.

As the wheels of history ran by, the power of the Fujiwara clan was also declining, especially during the Kamakura period, which was dismantled into five so-called Sekisakas, one, Kanei, Takaji, Kujo and Nijo.

The Gosei family has been active in politics for nearly a thousand years. It was not until the Meiji Restoration that the Fujiwara clan gradually faded their influence. In modern times, although there are still many people whose surnames are Fujiwara, they have basically no connection with the Fujiwara family in history.

The Fujiwara Starry Sky naturally has nothing to do with the Fujiwara family in history, but it seems that there is a certain number in the dark. When facing the surname of Suwo, when I think of the cause and effect, my mood is a little subtle.

In the current island country, the surname Su Wo has basically disappeared.

Su Wo Liyi, is there anything to do with that old family?

Fujiwara Star decided to ask in person.