I stretched my body on the way home. Although I basically relaxed at the scene today, my whole body was still straight. This made Oda feel the kind of pain I had never felt before during training.
Compared with the pain caused by exercise, the soreness and numbness caused by maintaining a certain posture for a long time is more torturous.
"However, the photo should be pretty good, right?" Oda thought, feeling a lot better. Although he didn't go through post-production, at least what he saw through the photographer's lens was very good.
Looking at the watch on her hand, Ms. Oda realized that it was already time for dinner. She opened the map software and browsed nearby restaurants. Oda discovered that the late-night snack restaurant where she and Shiraishi went to eat seemed to be not far away.
.Although there were other choices, Oda decided to go to this restaurant for dinner with strange thoughts.
I carefully opened the door and walked in. The boss was holding a rag and wiping the tables surrounding the counter (it was like a late-night cafeteria, slightly larger). When he saw Oda walking in, the boss also waved to Oda.
——Although the smile was very kind, the face with traces of time made Oda feel a little scary.
"Boss, do you have a menu?" Oda sat down in the corner.
The boss pointed to an old piece of paper posted on the wall, with the words "Pork Sauce Set Meal 500 yen" written on it.
"Is there only one dish? What about the skewers we ordered before?" Oda regretted asking the question because she suddenly remembered what Shiraishi said before, "This is a restaurant where you can let the boss cook whatever you want to eat."
"What" special business model, and the boss who heard Oda's question also gave a similar reply.
"...Boss, if you see what special fresh ingredients are available today, please cook them for me." Oda used a clever way to choose his dinner, "As long as you can eat enough, and it doesn't violate the protection of minors,
The law will do."
"Today's saury is quite fresh, so let's make grilled fish." The boss consulted Oda for his opinion. After Oda nodded, he returned to the kitchen and started cooking, while Oda was also playing with his mobile phone.
He kept talking to the boss one after another.
"I heard...Mai, the person who came with me last time said that this store is only open at night. Why did it open so early today?" Oda asked a question casually.
"Actually, it's almost nine o'clock, so it's not too early." The boss's deep voice came from behind the curtain, "Normally at this time, I would open the store door to ventilate and make some preparations. It can be said that you came just in time.
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"Mai, does she come here often?"
"Maiyan refers to... Shiraishi-san?" The store manager paused and reported Shiraishi's name, "That's right. I don't know how she found our store. She seemed to think that I cooked roasted birds.
It tastes better, so I come here more often, but I usually come here around ten o'clock, so there are not many customers at this time, and no one else notices it... Being an idol is really hard, right?"
"It's indeed quite hard." Oda smiled, crossed his fingers together and stretched them forward, making a clicking sound, which made Oda feel a little comfortable, although he knew that this was not good for the joints.
That’s it.
"Today...you are wearing different makeup than last time. Are you working?" With the sound and smell of grilling, two shiny saury and a bowl of simple curry rice were served.
Come up.
"Just call me Oda." Oda took out a pair of chopsticks from the table and smiled at the store manager, "Manager, you must not be interested in idols at all, no wonder you have no impression of Mai and me.
"
"No, I still have an impression." Perhaps because the preparations have been done, the store manager also sat casually on a stool while drinking soju and chatting with Oda, "After all, my small store is still small.
Such a beautiful girl came to visit."
"Then I'll pretend that you're complimenting me, manager-san." Oda clapped his hands and said, "I started to eat. Otherwise, Shiraishi often comes here for late-night snacks. The manager's cooking skills are really good.
Especially the level of grilling made Oda feel great even after coming out of the yakiniku slope.
"Yeah, but your makeup today, Oda-san, really makes me a little unrecognizable." The store manager took a sip of wine, "Although I'm not very interested in the entertainment industry, I heard about it from customers.
Oh, yes. Izumi Sakai is reincarnated as an idol without makeup or something..."
"Please don't call me like that, please." Oda gave in immediately. Although Oda really liked Sister Sakai Izumi, and also particularly liked her songs, dressing style and even her attitude towards life, being called "reincarnation" still made Oda uncomfortable.
Tian was a little shy, "When Maiyan came here for late-night snacks before, did she talk to you, the store manager?"
"Yes." The store manager nodded and said, "Because there are relatively few customers every time she comes here, so I have time to sit down and chat with her. She even got drunk here once and said that I was a gangster or something.
They came to arrest me. Fortunately, a girl with short hair and a very beautiful girl beside her took her away, otherwise she would really have had a headache."
"No, no, no, manager, you really look like you belong to the underworld." Oda complained in his mind, but he still smiled and changed the subject, "Then what do you usually talk about?"
"Most of it is because she did all the work today." The store manager looked at the ceiling and thought, "I went to xxx to meet xxx, and then I was very tired standing while taking pictures. A man asked her for his contact information and was rejected and was very angry.
It's...basically just trivial matters, but it can also be seen that you have a lot of work in this line of work every day."
"After all, Mai-Hai is TOP." Oda nodded and said, "If the store manager Sang watches TV often, it is very likely that he will see Mai-Hai's advertising CM. She also often appears in magazines."
"What about you, Oda-san?"
"My words are much worse than those of Mai." Oda shook his hand, "Basically, I have never shot a solo CM. Today is the first time I went to shoot a formal magazine photo..."
"Really? Shiraishi-san actually often mentioned you, Oda-san, when we were chatting." The store manager showed a somewhat surprised expression, "He said that Oda-san was very powerful, and he had to work hard to catch up with you, Oda-san.
...I thought you were her senior, Oda-san, or something."
"Maybe Mai is joking." Oda thought of the night at Shiraishi's house a few days ago, and his expression became a little embarrassed.
"But, I think Shiraishi-san is quite serious." Uncharacteristically, the store manager poured the rest of the wine in the cup down his throat, and then made a cheerful voice, "Maybe it's Oda-san who has something to do with you.