Chapter 470: Borrowing Alcohol to Wipe Away Worries

Matsui Natsuki was walking aimlessly when he unexpectedly ran into Miyazaki Ryui. He was in a similar situation as her, being upset by the people inside the house, so he ran out for a walk to get some air.

“Such a coincidence.” Miyazaki Ryui said offhandedly as he stopped directly across from her.

“Yeah..! What a coincidence.” Matsui Natsuki had no idea that she would be able to coincidentally meet him here at all Dao.

“Looking at you like this, you seem to be in a bad mood?” Miyazaki Ryui said as he saw some sadness in her expression.

“I’m sure you’re no better!” Matsui Natsuki, as usual, also saw the depressed mood from his face and said.

“Since we’re both in a bad mood, let’s go and drink to drown our sorrows. There happens to be an izakaya over here.” Miyazaki Ryui said on the spot.

Matsui Natsuki expressed his agreement and along with him walked into the izakaya next to him. As soon as the two of them entered, they immediately attracted the attention of others.

One second, three or two of them were still in the middle of a hot conversation, while the next, they instantly became quite quiet. Everyone lived above this area, even if they didn’t know each other, they were more or less familiar.

The matter of Miyazaki Ryui driving a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class car to his hometown has long been like the ripples caused by a stone falling into a calm lake is spreading rapidly.

There is no lack of people speculating how Miyazaki Ryui has become rich. There are also rumors about how Matsui Natsuki went all the way to catch Miyazaki Ryui …… Anyway, as long as there is a little bit of catching the wind, it will become the talk of the town.

Miyazaki Ryui and Matsui Natsuki found an empty seat at the far end of the room and sat down face to face. A waitress inside the izakaya hurriedly walked in front of them, holding a pen in one hand and a small notebook in the other, saying, “What would you like to eat? What would you like to drink?”

Matsui Natsuki along with Miyazaki Ryui were also nonchalant as they said, “Give me wine, the rest is whatever.”

“Then let’s have the best wine you have here, as well as the best undercurrents.” Miyazaki Ryui rarely ever came back, and wasn’t sure what exactly was good to eat and drink inside this one izakaya.

Even if he knew it had been open for many years here, it was still the first time he had walked in for a drink. He said in the spirit of the best principle.

The waitress hesitated for a moment and didn’t ask any more questions, so she turned around and went to tell the owner. The owner, even if he didn’t recognize Miyazaki Ryui for a moment, did recognize Matsui Natsuki.

He immediately complied. As a long-term businessman himself, and as he was mainly doing business with the neighbors around here, even if he was selling expensive things, he wouldn’t intentionally sell them at a high price.

If this word got out, his future business would be negatively affected, after all, he was not in the business of hammering or specializing in killing acquaintances. After all, he was not in the business of one-shot deals or killing acquaintances. The Japanese valued a long-term relationship above all else.

In a short time, the izakaya’s good wine and good food was served one by one by the waitress on the table of Matsui Natsuki and Miyazaki Ryui.

Miyazaki Ryui reached out and took a full 1.8L bottle of Otter Festival Sake Junmaida Ginjyosu 2 cuts 3/4 was opened by hand.

Matsui Natsuki adhered to the Japanese tradition of taking the initiative to take over the bottle to pour sake for men whenever a woman was around.

She took the initiative to take over the bottle of sake that was shaped like a gasoline bottle, and first filled up the empty glass in front of Miyazaki Ryui, and then poured sake into her own empty glass.

Matsui Natsuki put down the bottle, and as soon as he sat down, he raised his glass and Miyazaki Ryui drank from it. To some of the bystanders, they were naturally envious.

When they looked at the sake they were drinking, they felt inferior, after all, it was the most ordinary sake, not even daiginjo.

Anyone who knows anything about Japanese sake knows that daiginjo is the highest grade of Japanese sake, requiring the rice to be polished and retained to a rate of less than 50%, i.e., the raw rice for brewing will be polished more than 50% of the surface layer, leaving only less than half of it for brewing.

Otter Matsuri Futatsumi is the highest grade of sake. In Futatsuri, 77% of the rice is polished off, and only the best 23% of the rice in the center is used for brewing.

In a year, it’s rare for an izakaya to sell a full 1.8L bottle of Otamatsuri Junmaidaiginjo Futatsusho. The reason why it is still kept in the store is more of a decorative purpose, and it is considered the treasure of the store among the sake.

The owner doesn’t sell a single cup, only the whole bottle. The kind of sake sold in a single glass is often a popular sake that is easy to sell.

In this year of economic downturn, the owner didn’t have too much hope, as long as the business could continue, after all, the number of people who came to his izakaya to drink was not only decreasing, but also the number of familiar customers didn’t come as often as in the past.

“What are you upset about again?” Miyazaki Ryuui tilted his head back and drank all the sake in the glass in one gulp.

Matsui Natsuki didn’t drink as hard as he did, and only drank about a quarter of the sake in the glass. While picking up the bottle of sake and pouring it into the other party’s empty glass, she laughed bitterly and said, “I feel like you’re a lot more depressed than I am?”

“In Tokyo, there were times when I was homesick for my family. This time, when you return home, there are things that you wouldn’t expect to happen again.” Inside Miyazaki Ryui’s head, he cried and laughed a little when he remembered that his mother had explicitly told him about the blind date. Although he himself did not reject blind dates inside his heart, but being arranged by his mother, he always felt quite formal and serious.

“Isn’t it?” The deeply touched Matsui Natsuki naturally remembered all the forced marriages that the people in the family had imposed on him earlier.

“Nowadays, do you know what my greatest wish is one?” Miyazaki Ryui said without haste.

“Your biggest wish is that the Bon holiday passes quickly, and then you can return to Tokyo.” Natsuki Matsui blurted out.

“That’s right.” Miyazaki Ryui said bluntly.

Matsui Natsuki didn’t have the same state of mind as him. After returning to Tokyo himself, what could he do? One still had to continue to look for a job.

Even she did not dare to guarantee that the matter of work would be able to materialize well. Once a woman reached thirty, she would be discriminated against not only in the marriage market, but also in finding a job.

Only, this kind of discrimination will not appear in the naked surface, all in the dark. As for excuses, they can always be found.

“Just don’t think too much. Let’s get drunk tonight.” Miyazaki Ryui said as he noticed her frown tightening.

Matsui Natsuki also gave up. She raised her glass up and swallowed all the remaining sake in the middle of her glass with a sharp tilt of her head.

Miyazaki Ryui was equally unwilling to lag behind and once again drank up the sake in his cup. He didn’t do it for any other reason, just to get drunk.