A small bell rings as you slide open a the entrance door to a ramen shop you’ve never noticed until now near the train station.

Ichiban Boshi Ramen. First Star Ramen. What kind of name is that? More like First Seconds in and Your Expectation Are Already Lowered Ramen.

“Welcome!” A lively voice calls out.

The inside is small and cramped, there only being 3 tables and with the rest of the seating being the counter with a kitchen view.

You bow your head slightly and sit at a counter, it’d be rude to take up a table alone.

“Oh, new face. Welcome to Ichiban Boshi,” A young man sporting an apron with the store name on it casually greets you from behind the counter.

“What can I get for ya?” He says, a proud smile on his face. Baby-face, you think.