I thought it was be but it turned out to be he

When the two returned to Daisy, Mirai took what Saito was holding, declined everyone's help, and went to work in the kitchen by himself.

She was cutting vegetables when suddenly a pair of slender hands came into view unexpectedly and took down another kitchen knife from the knife holder.

After being stunned for a moment, Future hurriedly went to snatch the kitchen knife from his hand, "I can do it by myself, there is no reason to let the guests do it."

"It's okay, anyway, I have something to tell you." Tufang avoided her hand, and was more skillful in chopping vegetables than she was.

In the future, I looked at the potato shreds he cut. They were even in thickness and length, compared with the ones I cut...

She choked up.

The chopping sound of the kitchen knife falling on the cutting board tells the stagnation of the air.

"How did you think about what you said last time?"

Tufang was the first to break the silence. Future heard the words and opened his mouth. It took him a while to find his own voice, "Mr. Tufang, do you want a spell?"

Tufang didn't know why she came to such a conclusion, and frowned, "You are a demon exorcist, and I need your strength."

I didn't think his words had anything to do with love at first, but in the future I'm relieved that I didn't pretend to be affectionate, otherwise it would be so embarrassing.

"...Please don't say anything that is easily misunderstood in the future."

"Misunderstanding? What do you mean?" Tufang didn't realize what kind of misunderstanding his words would cause others, and he didn't mean to ask, but returned to the topic, "Even if this matter is in the group, only a few cadres know about it. We're doing some research, and your powers may help."

There was a brief pause in the sound of chopping vegetables, and Future smiled innocently, "I see, you want to use me."

The earth party seemed to think it was inappropriate to use this word, but he did not refute it. After all, no matter how beautiful the words were, it could not change the facts. It took a long time to say, "Sorry..."

Mirai was so surprised that he couldn't hold back his snort, "I didn't expect to make the devil's deputy chief of the Xinsengumi apologize. I agree with you. If I can help, I will help you."

……

Although time is tight and everything is bought and cooked, the dishes are not bad at all.

The general manager was the first to taste the dish, and after entering the mouth, he showed a satisfied smile, "The craftsmanship of the future sauce is still so good."

Others also admired it one after another. Mirai was embarrassed to say that most of these dishes were made by Toshizo Hijikata, at least the dishes she cooked were not as good-looking.

Isamu Kondo also put a date roll in his mouth and chewed, "Mr. Dechang is not only beautiful, but also widely praised for his knives. I didn't expect that even his cooking skills are first-class. If anyone marries you as his wife It must be very happy."

Yongcang stretched out his hand and took the wine bottle some distance away from him, before he wanted to pour wine into his glass, but when he heard the second half of Isamu Kondo's words, he quickly stopped his hand movements, and said with a bit of propaganda, " Kondo-san already has Miyuki, so don't make a move on the future, she is the one I fell in love with first."

When Mirai was still thinking about who Miyuki was, Yongcang hooked her neck directly, raised his eyebrows, and leaned into her ear without hesitation and said, "If you don't find a good partner, what should you do? Do you want to think about it?" Me? I'm an out-and-out good man."

Harada Mozhe sighed, he had nothing to say about his bad wine that he flirts with women as soon as he drinks, "Shinpachi, stop joking, you will scare the future."

"What, I'm serious!"

"Yes, yes, very serious, so let go, you won't be able to stop your mouth even if you eat."

Before he went over to help push away the arm occupying Future's shoulders, Future pushed a tall man like Yongcang to the ground with a light push. Although drinking was also part of the reason, isn't the strength a bit too much? Terrible.

Yongcang fell on the ground with a dazed expression, thinking that he was not sitting still.

The general manager has seen it many times, and even watched the future blacksmith at close range, so he is not surprised at all, but has objections to Yongcang's ownership, "Xinpachi can't have any ideas about future sauce, but future sauce It belongs to all of us, and no one wants to monopolize it.”

Yongcang, who had sat down again, deliberately cast a glance at him, "Are you jealous? You are the first to know the future, so it won't be true..."

The content after the ellipsis takes away unlimited peach blossoms, allowing the other party to use their imagination freely.

"Even if I really like Mirai-chan, it's not abnormal. There's no need to make a fuss. It's just to disappoint you. The relationship between me and Mirai-chan is pure friendship."

"What kind of simple friendship, I think it's bad intentions at all." Fujido, who was feasting, took the time to make a sentence.

Listening to their words, completely ignoring the reaction of the person concerned, Future looked at them in a daze, wondering why they had been arguing on this topic for so long, and in the end, couldn't help laughing silently.

It was the first time that so many people greeted the new year together.

In the second half of the night, everyone was drunk, only Future was still awake. He simply cleaned up the table and went to the corridor outside. The sky was covered with scattered snow at some point, and it looked extraordinarily crystal clear under the moonlight.

Turning around, he glanced at the drunks lying all over the place, and decided to buy some hangover soup in the future.

It's just that she didn't expect that she would encounter a murder scene again by taking a shortcut. She might really not be suitable to go out at night.

At the intersection of the alley, the oil-paper umbrella in the hand was knocked away by a person running in the future. The person also staggered and continued to run forward before he could stand still. The teary face made her subconsciously look down at herself Check whether your clothes are stained with suspicious objects.

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In a blink of an eye, the National Day holiday is half over π_π