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"I'm sorry to meet an acquaintance, and I wasted a little time." Taki sat down and apologized.

"It's okay." Mitsuha cheered up and looked at Taki, "It seems that we start the conversation with an apology every time, no matter you start or I start first."

"Ah, is that so?" Taki scratched his hair involuntarily: "Then I will pay attention next time."

"Hehe," Sanye was amused by his expression, "Just now I was worried that others might misunderstand you..."

"It's all right," Taki shrugged helplessly, "It was just a joke from the manager just now, by the way, what would you like to order?" He took the menu and handed it to Sanye.

"Let me see..." Sanye flipped the page naturally, and quickly found the main course page: "This..."

"Has Sanye been to this restaurant before?" Seeing this, Taki was taken aback.

"Huh? No, what's the matter?" Sanye raised her head and looked at him suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I think the menu of this store doesn't have a catalog page, so it's not easy to find the content inside," Taki smiled and propped his chin: "But I saw that you turned to the main course ① all at once, and I thought you had been here before. , so I am more familiar with the menu.”

"Eh?" Sanye was also in a daze, "Is that so? I didn't notice this problem at all, I just thought... I thought it was probably in this position... Maybe it was a coincidence..."

"It's because I think too much——" Takiya opened the menu, "These dishes are not bad, I can recommend them for you."

The lights outside the window had lit up the entire night sky, and the number of people in the restaurant gradually increased.Amidst the din of the crowd, Mitsuha and Taki were sitting by the window, chatting happily.

"By the way," Mitsuha cut a corner of the pizza and put it into his mouth: "Congratulations again on finding the job you want, Taki."

"Well," Taki poured red wine into the goblets of the two of them: "I've been looking for it for a long time, and I'm a little bit lost in confidence, but it's been a long time coming."

"So where do you work now?" Sanye asked.

"The design department of an exhibition company." Taki handed over the business card: "I have always been interested in art and architectural design, but it seems that the design concept has not been in line with the recruiting department, so I have repeatedly hit the wall before."

"Then can you tell me about your 'unique' design concept?" Mitsuha looked at Taki and asked with a smile.

"Well... how should I put it?" Taki smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I want to design a livable environment for people... Sometimes I still have a feeling that even Tokyo, maybe sometime in the future One day, it will be far away from us..."

"...It's really a different idea..." Sanye sighed thoughtfully: "But this company that makes a series of nostalgic exhibitions should really need people with ideas like yours."

"Well, maybe..." Taki was about to say something when he heard a loud noise from the other end of the restaurant—it seemed that there was some conflict, and Manager Saito and other waiters hurried over to mediate.

"Sorry everyone—" Manager Saito told the waiter to clean up the scene, and then said to other diners: "There was a small situation just now, so the restaurant temporarily decided to give each table a dessert."

"What happened, Saito-senpai?" Taki asked in a low voice when the manager came over with the dessert himself.

"It's the same as you were at that time—" Manager Saito looked displeased, and pinched his eyes on the table that was causing trouble just now: "It must be that our food was not processed properly and a toothpick was inserted in, how could there be such a situation in an Italian restaurant?" something-"

"Uh...is there such a thing..." Taki was completely dazed②.

With a sound of "click", the fork in Sanye's hand fell to the ground.

"What's wrong, Mitsuha?" Taki noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Mitsuha's expression.

"No," Mitsuha shook her head and picked up the fork, "Your hand is slippery, don't worry, Taki."

"Then you eat slowly, and I won't bother you." The manager put down the plate and left.

"Then let's continue talking." Taki turned his head to look at Mitsuha, who was still a little lost, and smiled: "What is Mitsuha doing now?"

"I'm working on fashion design now." Sanye took a sip of red wine and said lightly, "Recently, I took on a rather difficult job, which is sorting out local traditional costumes and famous objects. In fact, I hated these things when I was young. ——At that time, it may be that it is some cultural heritage of a small place after all, and it is not as rich and colorful as the culture of a metropolis like Tokyo.”

"However, a small place also has the charm of a small place," Takiya said, holding up his wine glass, "After confirming my employment yesterday, the first task assigned to me by the company was to sort out Hida's architecture and landscape atlas for this autumn One of the exhibitions—by the way, do you know the place Hida?”

Hida.

A trace of unknown things suddenly flashed in Sanye's eyes——

"Well, I know something about it." She lowered her eyes and stared at the slightly rippling red wine in the glass: "Some of the information I have compiled is about Hida."

"Then it seems that we really get along well," Taki raised his glass, "Clink your glass with me, Mitsuba——please give me your advice—"

"Oh, no problem—" Mitsuha also raised her glass, "Please give me your advice, Taki."

The author has something to say: ① Mitsuha worked as a waiter in a restaurant for Taki, so she has a subconscious impression of the menu.

②Taki didn't personally experience the conflict that happened in the restaurant that year, but Mitsuha did, so she slipped her hand and dropped the fork to the ground.