I Am Not a Sis-Con! ~ All the People Around Me Call Me One, but Isn’t It Just Because My Sister Is T

As soon as Sara and I took our seats, the manager came over.

“Haruki-san, thank you for visiting our restaurant. I’ve brought you today’s recommended menu.”

This was a restaurant I often visited for my work, and it was run by a friend of our father.

“Thank you for coming all the way. Miyata-san seems to be in good health.”

“Thanks to you, we’re doing well. Please give my regards to Akira.” (T/N: Akira Tojo-Their father)

I accepted the menu from the manager, Miyata-san.

“Yes, I’ll tell my father to come home once in a while.

“Okay, then, please take your time.”

He bowed his head and went back to the kitchen.

“Are you two acquainted, Nii-San?”

“Oh, this is a restaurant owned by one of Dad’s classmates from high school.”

“Oh, really? You’ve got a lot of connections!”

“Thank you.”

Most of them only had connections with my father or with publishers.

“Now, what would you like?” I said and handed Sara the menu.

“What would you like?”

Sara appeared to be troubled.

“He said this was his recommendation for today.”

I pointed to the octopus monjayaki that Miyata-san had recommended.

“Okay, let’s go with that!”

“Oh, is there anything else you want? Something to drink?”

“I’ll have oolong tea.”

“Understood.” Then I called the waiter.

“Hai, thank you for waiting.”

“Two octopus monjayaki and oolong tea, please.”

“Yes, thank you. Please wait a moment.” After taking my order, the waitress went back to the kitchen.

“It’s crowded here too, isn’t it?”

Sara said as she looked around.

“Ah, it’s already lunchtime, and this place has high reviews.”

I checked the rating for <<Monja Miyata>> on my phone.

“It’s really …”

“That’s why you often have to make reservations to get in.”

It was a highly rated restaurant with a rating of 3.2 stars.

“You took the trouble to make a reservation.”

“If we were going to Asakusa. I wanted to bring you here.”

“Thank you very much.” Just then, our order arrived.

“Here are your Octopus Monjayaki and Oolong Tea. Would you like to use a paper apron?”

The waitress asked me if I wanted a paper apron.

“I’d like one, please.”

“I’m fine.”

I slightly regretted having come in a white shirt, but it would be fine.

“Very well. I will prepare it for you.” She said and prepared a paper apron for Sara.

“Please use this.”

“Thank you very much.”

Sarah received the paper apron.

“Would you like me to cook Monjayaki for you?”

“Oh, yes, please.”

This was a restaurant where you can ask them to cook for you.

It would be better to have a professional do it than me.

“Okay, thank you.”

The waitress then proceeded to cook the Monjayaki with finesse.