Little girl Asano Nazuki's taste in food is actually quite ordinary. Compared to grand meals like steak, she seems more interested in street snacks like oden, takoyaki, and barbecues.
"Is this tasty?"
Asano Nazuki licked her rosy lips. She had just eaten a spicy beef ball, feeling a bit apprehensive about this street food deep down.
"It's alright." Shirakawa Sawahei handed over a skewer of grilled potato slices, while he picked up two large oysters—Neon may have its issues, but seafood is definitely plentiful.
Asano Nazuki accepted the grilled potato slices, hesitating a moment. She had never tried such a barbecue stand, or what you might call a yakitori shop before. For her, this way of dining was something she had only seen but never truly experienced.
She took a small bite, inhaling sharply twice, muttering, "So hot..." However, she had no intention of spitting it out.
Shirakawa Sawahei handed her a bottle of soda.
