"Hahahahahaha... A new bubble tea shop has opened here! Little ones, let's go and see how this bubble tea tastes!"
Before anyone could see him, his voice arrived.
Feng Yi, who was busy in the shop, suddenly heard an absurd and arrogant laugh.
He looked up and indeed, it was that street bum, Arataki Itto.
Arataki Itto, with a blade of grass in his mouth, combed his hair and entered the shop with his underlings.
"Boss, this guy has a bad reputation. Should we kick him out?"
Tomo, seeing the troublemaker approaching, immediately bowed to Feng Yi and whispered in his ear.
"Don't worry, a guest is a guest. Let's see what he wants first..."
Feng Yi patted Tomo's shoulder and said. He knew that although Arataki Itto looked like a delinquent with no proper job, his heart was not bad.
Arataki Itto hadn't done anything morally reprehensible, at most he had won children's snacks.
"Guest, our shop just opened. What would you like to order?"
"I've smelled every bubble tea shop on this street, and I can tell you, under my nose, I can tell if a bubble tea is good or not just by smelling it!"
Arataki Itto said proudly, making his subordinates admire him.
"Then which one is the best bubble tea?"
Tomo felt that the guy was indeed impressive, but something still seemed off.
"The one at the eastern end of the street. However, in terms of aroma alone, your bubble tea seems to be superior!"
Arataki Itto replied truthfully.
"Then why don't you buy a cup to try?"
Feng Yi seized the opportunity.
"Do you need Mora?"
"Nonsense! My boss isn't running a charity. How can she sell bubble tea without money?!"
Arataki Itto's foolish question made Tomo laugh.
"What's the fun in buying things? I never buy snacks with Mora. I win them fair and square! Boss, you have an extraordinary aura. How about a bet between gentlemen?!"
Arataki Itto ignored Tomo's mockery and looked intently at Feng Yi.
Feng Yi: Please don't look at me like that. Kamisato Ayaka next door is more suitable for you.
"How dare you try to cheat this lady out of free food and drink! Today, I will teach him a lesson he won't forget!"
Yae Miko declared that she would show Arataki Itto what it meant to be "wild and cunning like a mountain fox, but Yae is your elder sister!"
Saying that, Yae Miko took out the leftover fried tofu she had been eating and was about to give Arataki Itto a taste of her power.
"It... it smells like fried tofu! Ah, ah-choo! Quick, take that thing away! I don't argue with women. Don't push me too far!"
Arataki Itto stated that he had eaten many bowls of fried tofu ramen in his competition with Miss Kitsune, and had upheld the honor of the winner.
If he was pushed too far, he wouldn't be afraid of beans or tofu.
Feng Yi patted Yae Miko's shoulder, signaling her to put away the fried tofu. It was bullying a ghost.
"Guest, tell me, what shall we bet on?"
Feng Yi shook his head. The shop had just opened and didn't have many customers. It was better to have fun with Arataki Itto than to be as cold and deserted as a temple with no visitors.
"Hahahaha... As expected of someone I've taken a liking to! You have courage! I acknowledge your bravery, but as a friendly reminder, my strength is top-notch on this street. If you lose later, don't cry!"
After Yae Miko put away the fried tofu, Arataki Itto's unruly style returned.
"Hmm? Bet on what? Let me think. Fighting insects, playing cards, Beyblades, Kendama, hide-and-seek, I'm good at all these. I can also eat ramen upside down, sleep with my eyes open, blow a harmonica with my nostrils, and swat flies with my hair. Don't say I'm bullying you, boss. Pick any one you like!"
Arataki Itto declared that he knew many things. This was his strength!
"What you mentioned sounds interesting, but I'm running a bubble tea shop, so the competition should be related to bubble tea..."
Feng Yi's mouth twitched. If he competed with Arataki Itto in eating ramen upside down or blowing a harmonica with his nostrils, he would probably be laughed to death by Yae Miko.
As the saying goes, good deeds never go out of the house, but bad deeds spread for a thousand miles. Did he still want to live in Inazuma in the future?
For the sake of his image, Feng Yi chose a game of luck.
"I will prepare ten identical bowls of bubble tea, and put one Mora in one of them. We will take turns choosing a bowl and drinking it. Whoever drinks the bowl with the Mora first wins. The loser will pay for all ten bowls of bubble tea. How about that?"
This competition was purely a game of luck, neither embarrassing nor damaging to his image.
Feng Yi briefly explained the rules to Arataki Itto, fearing that if it were any more complex, his CPU would smoke.
"Sounds interesting, hahahahaha... I like challenging competitions like this! When it comes to luck, I will never lose!"
Arataki Itto said confidently. While Feng Yi was preparing the bubble tea, he was doing warm-up exercises on the open space in front of the shop, wanting to give it his all.
Arataki Itto always gave his all in every competition. This was his unwavering belief.
Unsuspecting passersby thought there was going to be a brawl and hurried away, secretly reporting to the Shogunate soldiers patrolling Inazuma City.
"Miss, let me give you some advice. Don't eat too many bean products, especially fried tofu. They are bad for your health. I never eat bean products, which is why I could win that ramen competition with Miss Kitsune so easily..."
After finishing his warm-up, Arataki Itto earnestly advised Yae Miko.
His words were full of boasting.
He implied that because he didn't eat beans, his body was exceptionally healthy...
And Miss Kitsune, because she ate fried tofu for a long time, could only eat a dozen bowls of ramen and was full. How pathetic!
Arataki Itto didn't realize that the person he was boasting about was precisely the Kitsune he had competed with that day.
Listening to Arataki Itto disparage others and insult her beloved fried tofu, Yae Miko declared that she could endure anything, but not this!
With a flick of her finger, she sent a bean into Arataki Itto's thick white hair.
"Ah-choo, ah-choo! Where did this bean come from? What bad luck!"
Arataki Itto sneezed repeatedly, jumping and hopping, and finally managed to shake the bean in his hair onto the ground, looking bewildered.
"That's right, I understand! This must be a test from heaven. Before good luck arrives, I must first get rid of my bad luck. Hahahaha... How can I possibly lose this competition then?"