The maid came in with a plate of simple meals, looked at Honami Nanjo with heartache, and said softly, "Miss, eat something to rest your stomach."
Although it is said to be a banquet at night, there is probably nothing to eat.
So it is normal to eat a little pad in advance.
Honami Nanjo glanced at what the maid brought in, and said in a tempered tone, "I want to eat steak."
The maid was stunned for a moment. After all, Matsuya is a Japanese restaurant, and Western food such as steak does not exist in Matsuya's menu.
The maid showed embarrassment: "This... I can try to prepare it in the kitchen at home, and then send it over... No, I can call a nearby western restaurant and ask them to prepare it."
Generally speaking, Western food restaurants do not have take-out services and will not sell take-out, but if the buyer is the Nanjo family, that is another matter.
Honami Nanjo showed displeasure, she looked like a temper tantrum: "I don't want it, I want to eat it now! Immediately, immediately! I will have it within twenty minutes!"
"Miss, this... I really can't do it." The maid looked apologetic.
"Then take me to the kitchen, I want to see what I want to eat." Said Nanjo Honami stood up, still showing a small temper.
The compassion accumulated among the maids these days played a role at this moment. The maid sighed: "Okay, I'll talk to the SPs."
SP is actually a bodyguard, but this is Japan, and various foreign languages will be directly transliterated and used, including abbreviations.
The maid left for a while, then came back and said to Honami Nanjo: "SP will come with us.
"The head chef of Matsuya is very upset, so he may not have a good face towards you, miss, but... he did agree to let the lady into the kitchen, and choose a random dish from the dishes that have been prepared so far to taste in advance."
Honami Nanjo nodded.
"Then let's go."
The maid immediately led the way and led Honami Nanjo out of the preparation room.
The bodyguards guarding the door followed immediately.
Honami Nanjo silently memorized the internal structure of Matsuya—even for a young lady like Honami Nanjo, there are not many opportunities to come to Matsuya, so she had to memorize the terrain on the spot.
When we arrived at the kitchen, the head chef really had a stinking face, but he still directed the chefs to put the prepared dishes on the long table for Honami Nanjo to choose.
But Honami ignored these and went straight to Fresh Food.
"I want to eat raw fish!"
While yelling, Honami approached the fresh food processing counter, and hid a small kitchen knife in the sleeve of the kimono while everyone was not paying attention.
Great, the weapon is here.
The next step is how to run and when to run.
While Honami was relieved, she was grabbed by the shoulder by the chef, and the head chef forced her to turn to face him.
"Hey! Even if you are the eldest lady of Nanjo's family, you can't do whatever you want in Matsuya's kitchen!" The head chef shouted angrily.
Honami Nanjo noticed keenly that the tattoo could be vaguely seen in the cuff of the chef's long-sleeved chef's uniform.
Combined with the chef's ferocious face, Nanjo speculated that he might have been a jerk before.
Honami Nanjo was really shocked that the head chef of Tokyo's top Japanese restaurant was actually a former geek.
At this time, the bodyguard who followed took a step forward: "Please let go of Miss!"
"Huh?" The head chef turned his head and stared at the bodyguard, his face was elongated, "How old are you? Wearing a black suit and earphones, you think you are great? You really think you are a golden bodyguard in a Hollywood movie. ?”
"It is my duty to protect Missy, take my hands off Missy's shoulders..."
"Okay," Honami Nanjo said, although now that the bodyguards are fighting with the head chef, she might be able to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but she doesn't want to involve too many innocent people in her escape plan. Just choose one to eat."
After finishing speaking, Honami Nanjo walked to the long table with dishes, and then picked a dish that seemed to have the highest calorie content.
Supplement the calories and sugar, so I can get away later.
Honami Nanjo was about to put the food into her mouth, when the maid hurried over: "Miss, you eat like this, I'll take it back to your preparation room, and please go back together. If you leave for too long, I'm afraid my master will be angry."
Honami Nanjo nodded.
Her purpose of coming to the kitchen has been achieved, the knife is already in hand, and she doesn't want to alert grandpa.
After a while, she returned to the preparation room and began to eat in silence, hiding the knife better by the way.
The kimono she is wearing now is a very formal Furisode kimono with several layers, which is very suitable for eastern Tibet.
While replenishing her calories, Honami continued to put on that desperate look.
Just then, she heard footsteps in the corridor again.
The footsteps are heavy and it feels manly.
Then the voice of the bodyguard at the door came: "Stop, Mr. Asakura."
Immediately afterwards Asakura Yasujun's voice came in: "I'm here to meet my fiancée, isn't that all right?"
"No, Mr. Nanjo has specially ordered that you must not be let in."
Yasun Asakura was silent for a few seconds, and then snorted heavily: "I still do this kind of thing until now! That's all, anyway, at night, she will be mine."
As the voice fell, Asakura Yasujun's footsteps gradually faded away.
The maid sighed: "Oh, how did Missy meet such a person?"
Honami Nanjo also sighed softly, cooperated with the maid, and further mobilized the maid's sympathy.
At the same time, Nanjo silently made up his mind that he must run tonight.
If you can't escape, you can't be defiled by someone like Asakura Yasuzu.
If it doesn't work, just bite your tongue and kill yourself.
Just like the princesses who died in the Warring States Period, they killed themselves in order not to be insulted.
To be honest, Honami Nanjo didn't want to die, and when she thought of death, she instinctively felt scared.
So she will do her best to make the escape plan a success.
**
Finally, the banquet began to enter the scene.
Under the "escort" of bodyguards and maids, Honami Nanjo went to the banquet hall.
On the way to the banquet venue, Honami suddenly discovered that this old store had installed the latest fire alarm device, which was the same model as that used by the Koshikawa woman.
As for Nanjo, she served as a disaster prevention committee member at school, and systematically studied the working principle and usage of this set of alarm equipment.
So a brilliant plan was formed in Honami Nanjo's mind.
She's going to create a fake fire alarm and run away in the chaos.
In order to increase the probability of success, it is best to implement it in the second half of the banquet when everyone is drunk.
Thinking about these things, Honami Nanjo walked into the banquet hall.
She saw Yasun Asakura who was already sitting on the seat at the first glance, and the other party was also looking at her, turning his eyes around Nanjo's chest without concealing his obscene intentions.
Girls like Nanjo are actually very keen on men's eyes, and know which parts of themselves have received special attention.
She wanted to turn around and run now.
But now the bodyguards are all staring at her, and they will definitely not be able to escape.
I can only endure it temporarily and wait for the banquet to enter the second half.
Then make an excuse to go to the toilet and start taking action.
Honami made up her mind, while maintaining a disheartened expression, and sat next to her "fiance" Asakura Yasun.
Last Friday, because she couldn't bear it, she made a big mess.
She will not make the same mistake again.
She will try to deal with problems as smartly as her deceased grandma can.