This is a war.

People are like samurai with murderous intentions fighting on this battlefield called [market].

Snatching the decreasing spoils.

Looting, pushing... There is no smoke in this war, but every soldier deserves respect.

“So awesome…”

Yuki Asakawa is like a samurai returning in triumph, full of all kinds of trophys.

"But why did you buy so many?" Asakawa Yu reached out and took a large bag of ingredients.

Eggs, pork, chicken legs, white radish, potatoes, eels, cabbage, enoki mushrooms...

It is obviously not suitable for making sukiyaki, such as eel cabbage.

"Special offer~Special offer~" Yuki Asagawa's eyes shone with a glimmer of satisfaction and happiness,

"I originally wanted to buy some more tofu, but unfortunately..."

No special offer...

Yu Asakawa shook his head helplessly.

He really wanted to tell Yuki Asakawa that he is not short of money, but if he says it, it will definitely cause bad emotions from the other party.

The Asagawa family is not rich.

My parents' work lasts until very late, but they don't have much salary.

So, probably starting from the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school, Yuki Asagawa has learned to buy vegetables, cook, and do all kinds of housework to take care of himself.

At the same time, he also maintained the best grades in the whole junior high school.

Very remarkable.

Yuki Asakawa, who was fighting in the market with housewives early on...

This is amazing and heartbreaking.

Special products have almost been sold out, and the market has become less crowded.

At least Yu Asagawa, who was standing at the intersection of the street, could finally see the signs hanging in various shops.

"You can wait for me here."

"Yeah." Asakawa Yuki nodded accordingly.

As usual.

He is different from her. She will consider the price and basically only buy special ingredients, but he will not have these concerns.

The baptized market seems a little messy.

The store is still neat, but most of the boxes marked with special offers are empty.

However, there were many dirty leaflets left on the street, plastic bags discarded in the chaos, and even some vegetable leaves...

There is no soil, after all, it is Tokyo, and even the dishes on the market are washed.

"200g frozen tofu, 300g fresh tofu, thank you."

"432 yen."

Asakawa Yu paid the money and took the plastic bag containing tofu.

I took a short walk in the street.

After being "looted", the remaining people bought vegetables quietly without interfering with each other.

When you encounter an inappropriate price, you can ask the store owner for the price.

Compared to the crowded period, there is less invisible pressure and more calmness.

Life...

In a place like Tokyo, there are only a few people who have this insignificant calmness.

Most families are as careful as the Asagawa family, living their lives, looking forward to a better next day.

I am happy about small things in life and use all kinds of dishes to make a sukiyaki, but I rarely eat in restaurants on the street.

They go to the market to buy ingredients for special prices, but now people who are slowly picking ingredients for freshness of the ingredients.

"Is there any sale in 60s?"

"some."

Yu Asakawa squatted in front of a glass box containing a sixty-six-year-old who had just been salvaged ashore.

If he remembers correctly, this thing seems a bit troublesome to deal with. He needs to soak it in salt water and spit out empty shells.

“Is there any already processed?”

"It's more expensive here, but it's more expensive."

“500g.”

“Hi~”

The clerk who talked to Asakawa Yu is a vibrant girl with a single ponytail, with a little tender face.

"Are you working here after school?"

"No." The girl answered his question while helping Yu Asakawa weigh his weight, "This is my home."

"That's how..."

The school uniform was almost blocked by the large apron tied in front of him. It was only from the side that it was not the school uniform of Mikakhama High School.

"Suzumiya Kaori, I'm glad to talk to you."

The girl handed the weighing 60 to Asakawa Yu, with a sunny smile on her face.

“1296 yen.”

"…Yu Asagawa." He was caught off guard by the sudden self-introduction.

"If Asagawa comes next time, I will give you a discount~"

Asakawa Yu's hand that took the money from his wallet paused slightly, "What about this time?"

“Not this time.”

I had to pay honestly.

"Asakawa kun is a student of Mikhahama High School?" Suzumiya Kaori pointed to the school emblem on Asakawa Yu's school uniform.

"Yes, senior high school student."

"What a coincidence~ I'm the same class!"

The girl seemed very happy. She had just met a student from the same class in another school, but she looked like she had won the first prize in a small game in the supermarket.

Same class?

Yu Asagawa was slightly stunned.

He was obviously still full of milky breath on his face and was only about 1.5 meters tall. Isn’t he really a second-year junior high school student?

But it has nothing to do with him.

At most, I will just say a few words when I come to the market next time.

He picked up the plastic bag and turned around and left the store.

"Welcome to come again next time~"

He raised his hand and waved it, counting as a response.

Walked out of the street under Suzumiya Kaori's eyes.

...

“So slow.”

Yuki Asagawa looked at Yu Asagawa dissatisfiedly.

She saw that she was chatting with the cute girl while shopping.

Even buying ingredients is not honest!

"Tofu, and 600."

"Hey? Is the sulfura cooked in sukiyaki?!"

"I want to try the taste."

"..." Asakawa Yuki covered her forehead speechlessly.

"Actually, my light novel assistant wants to eat it, but after she said it, I suddenly became a little interested."

"Light Novel Assistant?"
To be continued...