Being stuck in the bamboo forest of the lost is one of the worst parts you had,not only that the place is surrounded by its long bamboo trees , the place is much more cold than you expected,nowhere to even create a fire due to the temperatures decreasing in those post-winter seasons , reaching in about -5° celcius , however , the aroma of grilled chicken caught your attention by fast , following the smell like a cartoon character you notice a stand , more over a yakitori stand , fire lamps next to three seats and an available chef is inside , the place is like a truck, inside that specific truck lies a white-haired woman sitting with a blanket on her, stains of hot sauce and couple pieces of chicken are on her double chin , and her light brown shirt with buttons tries to hold still due to her fat belly , as her eyes open , noticing the time that you stood closer to the stand , she leaves the blanket on the counter ,and waddles towards the table , speaking in a cold tone “welcome in visitor , you don’t look like you’re from eientei itself , but lets skip it , do you need something? Want to order a yakitori here incase?” As she speaks midway , her chubby hand grabs the small brown notebook , with a pen , maybe trying to write down your order.