[Hokage] Terukawa

Me: "Meat is the meat used to make meatballs."

Kakashi: "Yes."

Me: "Then for the sake of smooth taste, you can't chop it into thin minced meat."

Kakashi: "Is there any necessary connection between the taste and the minced meat?"

Me: "Chopping with a knife will chop all the fibers in the meat. Although such meat is soft and rotten, it is no longer suitable for making meatballs, because the highest state of meatballs is smooth and elastic."

Kakashi: "You know a lot... where did you see it?"

Me: "Any kind of cookbook, if you want, I can give it to you."

Kakashi: "No. So what should I do with that piece of meat?"

Me: "The correct way is to pound the meat into a puree. This will not only make the meat soft, but also allow the muscle fibers inside to fully stretch without being cut off, so as to achieve the effect of full toughness."

Kakashi: "It sounds like memorizing a text."

Me: "You understand me very well. This is the original text. Word-by-word memorization is good for strengthening understanding."

Kakashi: "? Is the water of Nangachuan flowing upwards today? Are you questioning your ability to understand?"

Me: "...that's a cookbook after all."

Kakashi: "..."

Me: "...you can laugh if you want, you don't have to hold back."

The faucet in the kitchen was always on, and under the cover of the sound of running water, Kakashi's deliberately suppressed laughter seemed to be indistinct.

... Objectively speaking, Kakashi's laughter is reserved enough, and he has tried very hard to understand my self-esteem, but in fact... in terms of cooking, my self-esteem has long been tempered to steel - it is not painful or itchy.

That's what makes you laugh.

It can also make you arrogant in the kitchen.

I ground my teeth secretly, clenched my right hand into a fist and started beating back and forth on the beef.Under my intentional control, the situation where I accidentally dropped my finger into a hole like before did not happen again, and the sound from the cutting board was not very loud.Only when I met Kakashi's eyes as soon as I turned my head, I would put my fist on the beef and turn back and forth a few times, and then show him a friendly smile.

——Although judging from Kakashi's reaction, the lethality of a smile seems to be much higher than that of a fist.

Um……?etc.

——Okay, looking at his reaction more carefully, it seems that whether it is the lethality of a smile or the lethality of his fists, he doesn't pay much attention to it, and just puts on a very perfunctory superficial expression "Oh, I'm so scared." Scared" expression.

...the kind of fearless look.

Gee.

Is this guy really Konoha's youngest jonin ever?

I couldn't help but slander.

What about your elite demeanor Kakashi, your innate pretending ability and elite demeanor have been thrown to the rings of Saturn, Kakashi? ?

Again.

People are good people, but it's a pity that they have opened their mouths and can talk and laugh.

He and I are simply born with different characters...

……Humph.

"The meat paste is done," I stopped, and put all the small amount of meat paste stuck between my knuckles on the cutting board, "but what should I do next? What should I add to it? I remember it was There are many options.”

Kakashi gave me a surprised look, and said, "I never knew I could add anything other than starch and flour to it."

"It seems to be a traditional method." I nodded knowingly, and reached out to take out a small bag of starch from the seasoning rack.

"Traditional way? So there are new ways?"

"Yeah, but compared to starch and flour, the things to be added in the new method will be... um, a lot more trendy." I chose my words carefully in my mind. ?

"Trendy? Even you gave such a weird evaluation, so how abnormal are those things." Kakashi complained.

"Well, let me think about it... including taro paste, agar, miso, sweet potato flour, wasabi puree..."

"...Indeed, it's very abnormal."

"And milk powder, oatmeal, jelly beans, chocolate..."

"? This is simply a waste of food, right? Okay, stop, stop talking, and I'm going to—"

"Natto, cicada slough..."

"?! Stop, stop, stop talking! Stop talking! Stop talking!"

This kind of reaction from Kakashi made me overjoyed. I managed to maintain my voice at a calm and steady level. my mouth.I opened my eyes wide subconsciously - I hid, but didn't dodge.Xiao Baimao's other arm was just right behind my head, in order not to let me dodge, so that he could gag my mouth smoothly.

But something stuck on my teeth was bitten by me accidentally, and sweet and sour juice flowed out of it, this smell—oh, it’s tomato, fortunately it’s not onion or something.

I suppressed a smile and blinked, signaling Kakashi to let go.

Kakashi: "..."

Kakashi: "Should I still say it?"

I snorted twice, then shook my head again, trying to express the innocence in my eyes.

His ashen complexion was subtly distorted, and the complexity and entanglement in it are very easy to understand...and if there is nothing wrong with my eyes, then his dislike is real - he only looked at me for a short time For a brief moment, he looked away.

However, he let go of the tomato.Now I can talk again.

I took the tomato off and looked at the tooth marks on it, and finally took a big bite.The skin is tight, the outline is full, and the color is bright... The juice is abundant, the sweet and sour is suitable, perhaps because it has just been washed with cold water, it tastes a little cold.

All in all, the taste is good.

"Oh, don't be so rude, I feel like my teeth are about to be knocked out," I complained half-truthfully, "but the taste of this tomato is really good, it can already be used as a fruit. Minato Where did you buy it?"

"Nakamura—wait a minute, who cares about this! Even if you really got your teeth knocked out, you deserve it. If your words leak out, you won't be full of nonsense. Tsk, it's a pity that you didn't really get knocked out."

Seeing me eating tomatoes happily, Kakashi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Next time I'll put a hammer in it for you."

"Ah, murder," I said in a sticky tone.

"I can't die," he sounded like he was about to be laughed out of anger, "because the disaster will last for thousands of years."

"Hey, I will accept your blessing."

Hearing this, Kakashi paused the movement of his hand, turned his head and looked at me with eyes as if he had seen a ghost—the eyes were complicated as if he was talking——damn, how could there be such a brazen person like you in the world? people?

I was about to burst out laughing in my heart, but on the surface I managed to hold back my reserved smile, and said to myself that it's a pity that I don't have a camera or something like that, otherwise I would definitely be able to make a pretty "nice" scene if I took a picture of Kakashi's expression. "(?) memories.

Kakashi didn't talk to me anymore, I was bored, but thanks to the good atmosphere, I didn't feel embarrassed.It's just that I was too embarrassed to let him do too much work by himself. I gnawed the tomato in my hand within a few minutes, and then I washed my hands and rolled up my sleeves again.

——The progress bar is pulled to the present, and there is actually not much work left in the kitchen.

Theoretically speaking, patting the beef into mashed meat should be the most labor-intensive and time-consuming work, but now the beef is already docile, and Kakashi also dealt with most of the remaining affairs while I was packing the mashed meat.

I held an onion that had been dehydrated to a suitable degree in my hand, and I squeezed out the excess water in my palm with a little force, and then turned my head to mix the finely diced onion with the pounded meat paste.

The work at hand was very smooth, and the simple dehydration of finely diced onion and beef mash was neatly organized by me. However—even though I had prepared and realized it long ago, it was inevitable that everything would be neglected in the end.

"Kakashi," my voice was unwavering, and my mood was extremely calm, "Next time you will pick up the onions."

"You're better at knives than I am."

"Onion, you are so proud of yourself," I pretended to lower my head and teased, "It seems that Kakashi is planning to use the White Fang sword technique to deal with you."

Kakashi sneered without looking back: "Mr. Onion said he prefers to be dealt with by you."

Me: "Did you hear it with your own ears?"

Kakashi: "I heard it with my own ears."

Me: "Then why didn't I hear it?"

Kakashi: "Maybe it's because Onion-kun really likes you so much, so I'm embarrassed to confess."

I:"……"

I put down the handful of onions that I held up in the air as a prop in a dull manner, and my mood gradually became subtle.

What's going on, how did Kakashi learn to shoot with his mouth full of guns?Who spoiled him?

I?How could it be me!I think that most of the time in front of him is still very rigorous and reliable, okay?Am I unreliable on the battlefield?

Just thinking of this, a "tsk" interrupted my brain hole.

I raised my head subconsciously, just in time to see Kakashi throwing a box of tissues over here.Reflexively, I wanted to reach out to pick it up, but suddenly realized that my hands were full of fragmented onions. In the end, I lowered my body slightly, and barely clamped the tissue box in a somewhat embarrassed posture. between the shoulders and neck.

"What's the matter?" I complained, "The tissue box is not a detonating amulet that has already been ignited. It will be fine if it stays in your hand for a few seconds... But thank you."

As I said that, I speeded up and processed the last handful of onions in the pot.After making sure I didn't have too much scrap left, I simply rinsed my hands and started wiping away the tears all over my face with a tissue.

"I have to wait until now to wipe it." Kakashi complained from the side.

"Hands full of onion juice, wiping tears? Are you out of your mind or me?"

During the interval between wiping my face, I stared at him with the eyes of a fool, then tilted my head and raised my chin to the basin containing a lot of onion juice and waste on the table.

"See? That's the root of all evil."

"...I see, I see, next time I'll handle the onions—Is it okay now?"

I couldn't help laughing: "Okay, great, I just like your straightforward look."

Kakashi gave a "tss" and turned around to continue peeling the potatoes. His movements seemed to be a little faster than before, and he seemed a little impatient.

But I knew that he was getting awkward again.

...strangely awkward.

I stared at his back for a while, and finally gave up the idea of ​​going over to have a chat.

The beef and onions haven't been thoroughly blended yet, so small talk should be an afterthought.

And I have to speed up too.

I thought.

Don't wait for me to finally mix the meat puree, only to turn around and find that Kakashi has done all the rest.

That was too embarrassing.