Chapter 55
Food
In a traditional restaurant, there were six childrens sitting around a round table. In front of each of them, there was a glass of water. Three books were spread for them, for obvious they were the list of foods the restaurant had. Ken read the book with Iori, while Hikari with Miyako, and for obvious, Takeru and Daisuke. Sitting next to Daisuke was seemingly Takeru's both fate and obligation.
"So, what do you want, Iori?" Miyako asked through a small book and pencil she had in her hands.
"Uhm… they don't have ohagi…" the young brunette mumbled. He looked again to the menue which was held by Ken.
"Even if they do have, I bet it will not as delicious as your mother's homemade," Ken remarked, smiling toward the younger boy. Iori just giggled soundlessly, and then decided his appetite.
"Steamed fish, please," he smiled, and Miyako wrote down quickly.
"And Ken?" she asked again.
"Same with Iori, I guess…" Ken smiled to Iori, and he smiled back. Both of them seemed sharing some similarities in terms of food.
"How about you, Hikari?" she looked to her side. Hikari was still flipping back and forth of the pages, before closing it slowly.
"Curry rice," Miyako beamed when she heard that.
"Curry rice? I want it too!" she wrote down 'curry rice', and then '2' for the portion.
"Takeru?" she called the blond's name, and he blinked in response.
"Well… actually, I want ice cream…" his reply caused everyone to stare at him, except Daisuke.
"As I expected. Dairy-product sucker," the goggle boy stuck his tongue out to his friend beside him.
"Hey!" Takeru whined, which then made everyone laughed.
"Okay, if you insist…" Miyako wrote down Takeru's order.
Now, for the last one.
"Daisuke, what do you want?" the glasses girl asked for the fifth times.
"Well…" Daisuke had just opened the menu when Takeru shoved it to another side.
"He can eat anything," he winked playfully, causing they all to laugh again.
"I want ramen!" Daisuke exclaimed, but even so, he laughed too when everyone laughed at him.
"Ramen? Good choice!" Miyako smiled and handed the paper to the waitress.
"Oh wait!" the lavender-haired girl seemed to forget something.
"Of course tart for the dessert!" hearing Miyako's last order made both Takeru and Daisuke smirked.
Hikari frowned.
"No way…" she had to stop them from rampaging around, because they were in public.
Which she thought that it seemed impossible to be done…
Food involved, and everyone would be happy… except… yeah, those with creams would make everyone happy 'in-other-way'