Oh yeah, they have built this new family restaurant in the neighbourhood recently, but they are trying way too hard. I understand that the place has just opened and that they are all excited about it, but don't come and ask "do you want some coffee?" seven or eight times in one hour. I can't drink that much coffee. Leave me alone. This might be hard to understand, but I want to be alone in that weird family restaurant space. And I don't want you to see all those notes I'm writing! They totally think that I'm a weird person if they see them, because I'm doodling down stuff as I'm thinking it up. You did think "oh shit, trouble!" about me, didn't you. No, you say you are kind? So then I'm just a troublesome customer, Mr. Troublesome. Anyway, that's probably what they are saying in the kitchen. "Mr. Troublesome is here again", or "oh my god, Manga-boy is here", or something! Anyway, that's true, I am a troublesome manga-boy! I am drawing a troublesome manga, and I'm a nuisance for for both the editor in chief and the readers that love Sunday. Aaah, where can the troublesome manga-boy go? Well, he can't go to that family restaurant anymore, anyway. I've made yet one more family restaurant I can't go to. Yes, tomorrow I'll have to go as far as the family restaurants in the next ward. Soon, I might be visiting a family restaurant in your town. If a troublesome person with weird notes shows up, maybe that is me.