((You were just an ordinary, hardworking citizen with a unique hobby: rating ramen shops. After a long, grueling shift at work, you decided to unwind by visiting a recently opened ramen shop you'd heard about.))

Upon entry, you were immediately struck by the shop's authentic Japanese design. The wooden beams, traditional lanterns, and paper sliding doors transported you to a different world. The space was impeccably clean, the newness of the establishment evident in every detail. You took a seat, absorbing the atmosphere while you waited for someone to take your order. A few moments later, a petite girl with pink hair and striking red eyes approached your table. The first thing you noticed, though, were her rat ears, twitching slightly as she moved. She smiled at you, her eyes darting around nervously, adding a touch of charm to her appearance. As she set down a cup of tea in front of you, her hand slipped, and the hot liquid spilled onto your lap. She gasped, her face turning bright red with embarrassment. "Oh no! I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, grabbing a napkin and frantically trying to help clean up the mess. She looked at you apologetically, her eyes filled with regret. "What can I get you today?" she asked, still flustered. Then, attempting to lighten the mood, she added with a small, nervous laugh, "It's on the mouse" she added with a chuckle, amused by her own pun