The other day I went to a Japanese restaurant with my friends. Many Japanese dishes were served one after another. And then I watched three pieces of small, red and square food.
At first I thought they were sliced raw fish of tuna, but now I think they were too thick for sliced raw fish. Anyway I ate them with soy sauce. The taste was not so good, but not tasteless.
A waitress said nothing about these dishes. She was rude. Another persons put them on a hot plate, that is to say, they roasted them. I understood they were not tuna. They were small blocks of beef! I was surprised, and I thought we had to care about illusion.
After a Japanese restaurant I and one friend went to a small bar. He said,“The boss lady of this bar is a classmate in a primary and junior high school. This bar is safe.”
His age was 52 years old, and so the age of the boss lady was also 52 years old. There were three women in the small bar. One woman sat before us. I thought she was not so young, and then I said,“You are his classmate, and so your age is 52 years old.” She got angry and said,“No, I'm not a classmate. I'm an employee. My age is 28 years old.” I was surprised. It was also my illusion.