Time gradually approached evening.
As six o'clock neared, Xia's shop was full to capacity.
"Sister Xue, is this the place?"
Inside the restaurant, two tables for four were pushed together, seating a group of eight young men and women, among whom were regulars of Xia's shop, Shuigu Jun and Ren Xue.
The past few days also marked the start of the semester at Tokyo University, and as a senior, Ren Xue had welcomed a batch of international students from her homeland. Today, someone suggested dining out, and Ren Xue, pushing aside all other suggestions, led everyone to Xia's shop.
"The ambiance is pretty good!"
Notably, among the group of international students was a sweet-faced girl holding a selfie stick, wearing headphones with a mic, sitting in a corner of the table as if talking to herself.
