Today I went to a department around Akihabara area for my business. After the meeting, I had a lunch in

A specialist shop for curried rice.

Watching the menu, I talked with a waitress for my choice.

Ebata:"Can I set the spicy level for this chicken curry with rice?"

Waitress:"Sure. Spicy is the six times, and super-spicy is the twelve times, as described."

Ebata:"What is the spiciest level?"

Waitress:"Yes? "Seventy times" is possible if you want"

Ebata:"So, the "seventy times", please"

Waitress:"Sir. If you choose the level, the color of curried seems to be different from the original"

Ebata:"I think that it might be O.K. Don't worry. Please give me that"

She had a look like "I don't know what will be happened" and ordered it to the kitchen.

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The conclusion:

It was all right. Though it was hot, it was fun. The curry must be like that.

The additional matter:

Though "the tongue" accepted bitterness, "stomach" became terrible. When I ride on a train in Tokaido-line, I suffered from my stomach ache.

However I arrived at Totsuka-station, I completely recovered.

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My body which I keep strengthening with "Hokkyoku ramen" seems to be completed already as the body of "Hokkyoku ramen" specification.