"What kind of viewing is this?" Taira Sakurako disliked going out.
"Autumn leaf viewing." Fushimi Roku played a pun, motioning for her to hurry up and stop dawdling.
Taira Sakurako muttered something about an unscrupulous boss exploiting child labor, then put down her chopsticks and went out. She packed a seafood ramen for him, with plenty of shrimp, mostly kelp shreds and bean sprouts as side dishes, and a bit of a Naruto Roll.
Everyone knows that seafood ramen can't possibly contain real seafood, just like how there are no wives in wife cakes, no couples in couple's lung slices, and no braised beef in instant noodles.
Fushimi Roku fried a few pieces of tuna and king crab for himself, laying them on the ramen, turning the seafood ramen into something luxurious.
"You're more extravagant than I am," Taira Sakurako said, standing to the side.
