Eating competition

At the moment...

Itsuki was surrounded by a group of men, and she was very conspicuous when she was alone, so there were lively discussions around her.

"That girl is so amazing that she actually signed up for this kind of competition."

"Looks like a college student, but certainly not a match for those guys?"

"Don't rush to conclusions. If she had the courage to participate in today's competition, she would definitely not be an ordinary person. There are many thin and small girls who are much better than men."

Naoki and Miku stood in the corner, staring at Itsuki with dumbfounded eyes.

"Eating competition?"

That's right, this is an eating competition.

The bad story of 'Itsuki captivated by middle-aged uncle's internet chat' that Miku was worried about on the street didn't happen. Itsuki's travel destination wasn't middle-aged uncle, but an eating competition held at a newly opened ramen restaurant.

The reason why she wore glasses and disguised herself was clearly not wanting to reveal her identity as a high school girl. Now it looks like the effect is really good. Many people think of Itsuki as a collage student.

As for why Itsuki had to dress up. This question clearly does not need to be asked. Many girls are embarrassed to buy roasted sweet potatoes on the street to this day. Itsuki was praised for his big breasts, and the label 'king of big belly' would definitely make one feel weird. Looking at it, if not for Naoki and Miku, it was estimated that no one would know that Itsuki would secretly participate in the eating competition.

Miku opened her eyes wide and muttered, "I've never seen Itsuki participate in a competition like this."

"Obviously, Itsuki must have participated in the past, but you don't know that." Naoki looked at Itsuki who was wearing glasses, with a serious expression, and the ahoge above his head was shaking gently, "This is definitely not the first time she has dressed up so skillfully."

Miku: "..."

"No wonder she sometimes loses his appetite for a few days…" Miku had a shocked expression on her face, "Itsuki must have participated in the eating competition and she had eaten too much at once."

"Do you want to participate in the competition too?" Naoki looked at Miku.

"No." Miku immediately shook her head, and couldn't help but complain, "Eating so many dishes at once will break your stomach, right?"

"It won't explode." Naoki shrugged "Look at Itsuki's eyes, they are shining brightly, obviously looking forward to it."

Miku was silent.

The eating competition is an ordered item for many shops. The competition rules are very simple. You only need to eat the specified extra large portion of ramen within the allotted 40 minutes. Naoki will use up a lot of physical strength by using superpowers. If he participated in the eating competition, he was confident enough to win the first prize.

Challenge ramen was picked up quickly, big bowl full, topped with char siu slices, and a few eggs, almost piled up into little hills.

"Ittadakimasu."

Itsuki folded his arms, his eyes brightened, and after making a declaration before dinner, she opened the bamboo chopsticks, and challenged the title of King of the Big Belly along with several other contestants.

Naoki's eyes slightly twitched, "I can't compete with her."

"What should we do now?"

Naoki retracted his gaze and turned to look at Miku.

Miku raised her eyes and looked at him, slightly confused, "What do you mean?"

"A big bowl of ramen like that would take a long time to finish even Itsuki" Naoki pointed at his feet, "We can't just stand here stupidly the whole time, can we?"

Ramen restaurant is not big. If the two of them got too close, they would definitely be found by Itsuki. She had worked really hard to change clothes and go out, but she didn't want to expose his participation in the eating competition. If she saw Naoki and Miku, it would be very embarrassing, so the two of them stood outside the ramen restaurant, watching Itsuki from a distance.

"Itsuki came to participate in the eating competition, and she wasn't fooled by the middle-aged uncle's internet chat." Naoki put his hand in his pocket, and after the sun set, the temperature dropped quietly, and it was a little cold, "You now go home, or continue to wait for Itsuki to finish eating?"

Miku hesitated, then replied softly: "Wait here, this is the first time I know that Itsuki is secretly participating in the eating competition, and I'm a little curious if Itsuki can pass the challenge in the end."

"It doesn't matter." Naoki nodded and said, "Let's find a restaurant for dinner and wait while we eat."

"Eh?" Miku blushed, "Dinner together?"

Naoki narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you hungry?"

Miku raised her hand to cover her stomach, only to realize that it was almost 6pm before she knew it, she was naturally hungry.

"Let's go." Naoki turned around and said, "Let's go to dinner."

"...Un."

Miku obediently followed Naoki, somehow like a little tail.

Of course, the two of them wouldn't go far. They randomly chose a restaurant near the ramen restaurant and walked over to the restaurant. There was a TV hanging on the wall, and a scene of a beautiful idol girl eating in a restaurant was shown.

"This shop's sign seems to be Volcano Beef Donburi." Naoki looked at Miku, "Should I change to another?"

"No." Miku shook her head, her tone slightly hopeful. "A bowl of volcano beef rice, I've seen it on TV, and I've always wanted to try it."

"Then this one."

After ordering, the two found an empty table and sat down. Naoki put down his school bag, then took the teacup and teapot next to it, poured a cup of barley tea, and handed it to Miku.

"Thank you Asakawa-san."

Miku took the teacup with both hands, and took a sip of the barley tea in the cup.

"No need to thank me." Naoki poured himself a cup of barley tea, "Don't call me the reckless Asakawa in the future."

"Don't want to."

Miku turned her head and looked out the window, humbly refusing.

The reckless Asakawa... This is a special title, if you call it 'Asakawa-san', it's exactly the same as the others, right?

A husband and wife passed outside the window. The girl hugged the boy's arm and swayed gently, clearly acting like a spoiled child. Miku felt a subtle embarrassment suddenly rise in her heart.

What would other people think of me and the reckless Asakawa?

Miku got the answer in an instant.

Boys and girls are sitting across from each other in a restaurant, chatting together and tasting delicious food together, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a date!

"This is obviously just following Itsuki, this isn't a date…"

Miku defended herself in a low voice in her heart, but shared thoughts inevitably took root in her heart.

"Your face is so red." Naoki said suddenly.

Miku's body trembled slightly, and immediately looked down at the teacup in her hand, the temperature on her face steadily rising.

"You…" Naoki paused for half a second and guessed, "Do you have a fever?"

"Hmm—" Miku raised her eyes angrily and looked at Naoki, "Guilty, Harakiri!!"