And Sheng Chronicle

There are always some special pursuits in life, such as Yamamoto for baseball, Uekawa Ryohei for boxing, and even Hibari Kyoya has the determination and perseverance to go to the end on the road of the second year of junior high school.I think, as the president of the middle school student council, I also need to have a hobby or something - geeks don't count.

After summarizing, I found that it can save time, effort and money, and satisfy my own preferences. The point is that cooking is the only thing that can soften the cold and hard image of the student council president.

Turn the seat down and lie on your back looking at the ceiling. Since ancient times, eating has always been a big problem.What birds die for food, rich wine and meat smelly roads have frozen bones are lessons from the past. I think the so-called war and rebellion are just not enough to eat.

But you can't eat without food, and bad food can often cause big problems. Let's talk about the monkey Hideyoshi who set fire to the Honnoji Temple because his boss thought the fish he sent was smelly.For example, the plate of fried rice that Hibari Kyoya ate before... It was a bloody lesson.

Ah, far away.Generally speaking, good food can purify the soul, and eating waste oil all the time will not only rot the body but also the soul.After thinking about the "Bingzhong Financial Expenditure Details for This Month" delivered today, I felt a suffocation all over my body, and the horns and tail of the devil were about to grow out again.

However, the natural disasters of the Haley family that caused a major economic crisis to the school were repeated, and they were simply risking their lives.And as Kyoya Hibari, the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee of Bingsheng, my nominal bamboo horse-kun does not understand the green plum sauce that I am struggling with sponsorship fees day and night, and even bought 60 boxes of hairspray this month.

60 boxes... I gritted my teeth and really wanted to go to the rooftop to discuss life with him.It's a pity that since I bought a full set of black-haired and phoenix-eyed high-profile, high-profile BL books... Now when I see his face, I laugh so hard that my legs become weak, and I lose the ability to fight instantly.

However, retaliation can be divided into many types. Isn’t there a saying that in order to conquer a person, you must first conquer his stomach. The problems that can be solved by eating are all cute big tits.

Legend has it that as long as you collect eighteen golden kitchen utensils, you can summon the dragon to make a wish, and purify the world with the cooking of love.

I seem to see myself holding a plate in my hand, with golden light shining behind me, tens of thousands of sponsorship fees falling, and everyone, including the wind committee's black uniform, bowing down at their feet and shouting "Long live, long live, long live".

Well, I nodded, cooking is a good thing.

Just do it.

——————Sawada house as always—————

"So, please." I handed the beautifully wrapped teacher apprentice gift to Sawada's mother with a serious expression.

"Hey? Don't promise, mom, don't promise her, that kind of reason is too scary!"

"But I think Xiaoqing is very serious." Sawada's mother said happily: "There are very few girls who like cooking so much now."

Sawada Tsunayoshi: No, the reason for liking is the big problem!

I shook my eyelids: I heard you complaining in your heart, Kawaii's Sawada-san.

Sawada Tsunayoshi: Whoa!Why, why do you hear it!

"Because it's written all over your face, stupid gang."

"Ri, Li Baoen!"

"Well, this can also draw in the relationship with the senior sister, and the reason for apprenticeship is also very interesting, isn't it?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, Sawada Usagi who couldn't complain.

"Then it's decided, please give me the true meaning of cooking love, master."

"Wait, Urobuchi. I have a better candidate to recommend to you. She can definitely teach you the true meaning of 'cooking love'. (laughs)"

"Better?" I tilted my head, staring at him with dark almond eyes.

"Yes, do you still remember Biyangqi?"

Biyangqi?Ah, I remembered.

"Poisonous food?"

"That's right, the food infused with love that is so deep that this world can't bear it is the true meaning of true love."

"It's a lie, it's definitely a lie! Sister, don't..."

I tapped my left palm with my right hand, and I suddenly realized, "So that's the case, I understand."

"Well," Reborn lowered the brim of his hat habitually, and said cheerfully: "It just so happens that Biyangqi is going to teach Ah Gang how to cook today, so you can join me. Cherish your talents, but you almost fell down with a plate of fried rice. Skylark people."

She curled her lips, "That was just an accident."

Dragging the Sawada Rabbit petrified in the wind home, the pretty older sister with pinkish purple hair has prepared the ingredients and utensils, and Sawada's mother smiled and said cheers.

"Then let's start. Today's task is to make rice cakes. This is a sample. If you can make it half perfect, you will be qualified."

"If you fail, eat the rice cake made by Biyangqi." Li Baoen, who was dressed as a god of death, said gloomyly.

The dark purple mass exuded a strange smell, and the rising unknown smoke corroded a large hole in the ceiling.

"...Let's get started, Sawada-san."

"Hey? Wait, senior sister, this is a poisonous mushroom!"

"Ah, I took the wrong one on purpose. I didn't expect you to be useless, hehe." Throwing the colorful mushrooms back, the rice cakes are still sweeter and more delicious.

"Sister, that's salt..."

"..."

"Senior sister, you are in a cold sweat..."

"..." There are always such people who are extremely annoying.

Calmly putting the salt jar back gently, I turned my head and smiled, "You have become more courageous, Kawaii Sawada-san~"

Walking slowly, he pushed the tearful little rabbit to the corner, put his hands on both sides of his fluffy head, and inserted one foot between his two short legs.This is a rather ambiguous gesture.

"U-senpai..." Tsunayoshi Sawada swallowed his saliva and said cautiously.

Looking at him with lowered eyes, there is a little bit of starlight in the dark eyes, the pale lips are slightly parted to reveal a wicked smile, and the voice that is deliberately lowered is slightly hoarse, and it is gently close to his red ear——

"As a reward, senior sister will contract two acres of fish ponds for you."

[Overbearing president mode get~]

"What are you doing to Judaime, you bastard!"

"Hey, Hayato, don't throw bombs in the kitchen!"

"Ah, old lady! Stomach, it hurts..."

"Well~ The relationship between Prison Temple and his sister is still so good."

"Shut up, baseball idiot."

I let go of the restraint on Rabbit Sawada, and I tilted my head. I didn't expect the trio of disasters to get together again.

The rescued Tsunayoshi Sawada hurried out, "Why did Yamamoto and Gokuji come?"

"I called them here. The boss must also know how to care for his subordinates. It is also possible to strengthen the family relationship with loving cooking."

Serious nonsense.

"Sister is also learning cooking, then let's help too."

"That's right, Yamamoto's is a sushi restaurant, and rice cakes are probably fine."

"Then let's choose the ingredients first, um, milk."

"milk?"

"Yes, milk is delicious. I usually eat rice with milk or something."

Rice soaked in milk... what a wonderful taste that would be.

"Damn it, I won't lose, I will definitely choose super luxurious cosmic fantasy ingredients worthy of the honorable status of Judaime!"

"Ju, Prison Monarch."

"Then what is the senior sister going to choose?"

"This." With no expression on his face, he took out the creature from the cage and pressed it on the chopping board, his struggling body was slippery and cold.

"Isn't that a cobra!"

"Wow, that's amazing! Then I can't lose...how about this?"

"Hey! Where did the scorpion come from!"

"Judaime I found it! The legendary fantasy delicacy Edwin Fanovich@#￥%...&*Phantom Beast!"

"Uwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa whoa!!"

"Well, then I'll catch one too, haha. Senior sister, let's go together."

"Huh?" Lan Bo, the cow who came back from crazy play, pushed open the door, and found that the kitchen door had changed into a door of hell, and the sound of howling like a ghost came from the thick blood-stained iron door. Later came.

Suddenly, a monster's head fell out from behind the door, and its green eyes stared at him intently.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"It's really useless." Looking at Lan Bo who fled through the door, Li Baoen jumped on the monster's head and took a sip of tea leisurely, "By the way, do those guys inside still remember that the task is to make rice cakes?"

"Asshole, look at my double bomb!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"Stop talking nonsense, and repent to the God of Cooking."

"Hahaha, everyone is full of energy."

"—Boom——!!" The crumbling Sawada House.

It seems that he has forgotten, Li Baoen's dark eyes like a cesspit flashed a bright light.

But it's fun to forget, haha.

The four people in the kitchen shivered at the same time. Is it an illusion? They always feel that they are going to be unlucky again...

In the middle of the night, I clutched my stomach, went home with pain all over my body, and silently wrote this sentence on the wall of the bedroom with bloody red paint——

NOZUONODIEWHYITRY

Cherish life and stay away from clams.

Before you know it, it's winter. When you open the curtains, the world outside is covered with snow.

After huddling under the blanket for a long time, I reluctantly got up, washed and dressed.After eating a simple breakfast, I wanted to pretend to open the window and yell "A new beginning." As soon as I opened the window, I was immediately frozen into a dog by the howling cold wind.

Wiping back the facial features that had been messed up in the wind, the aloof image of the student council president is really in jeopardy.After putting on the down jacket, I stared blankly at the figurine of the little girl with ponytails on the table, ah, I really don’t want to go out.

After a series of self-death, Mr. Li Baoen told me with his actions what it means to get on a thief ship is easy to get off a thief ship.In the cold weather, you have to go to school to gather and play some kind of snow fight.

After swiping my phone for a while, I dawdled until the appointed time approached before I slowly opened the door and walked out.After standing at the door for a while, I still added a scarf, successfully wrapped myself up like a bear, and then walked towards Bingzhong after making sure that it would not be cold anymore.

It was cold and there was no one on the road.

"Hey, Mr. President?"

Looking up, I saw Lan Mao again.

"Why are you here."

"Ah, this. Something happened a little bit, and I met a very strange person..." Yamada was scratching his head. The boy who looked very weird looked like a student in the obsidian town next door, with a strange hairstyle, and him What I said...but it seems that I don't have too much malice towards the student council at the moment, so let's not tell the president yet.

"Where is the president? Where are you going in such cold weather?"

"Merge."

"Merge? What to do."

"Nothing to do with you."

"Uh." Yamada was rubbing his nose as usual, Urobuchi Kiyoshi rarely wore a white uniform today, or since she lost her memory, she seldom wore a white uniform to go out except at school.White down jacket, black leggings, snow boots, long black hair like crow feathers hanging loose, fluffy fluff around the collar makes the white face even more lovely, although the expression is still cold.

My eyes can't help being a little blurred, such a president is still very beautiful, no matter when my president Xu Yuanqing is beautiful, but if I have to say...

"The chairman is still the most beautiful when he is wearing a white uniform."

"That would freeze to death."

"Ah, no," Yamada was a little embarrassed when he realized that he had said something wrong, "I mean, didn't he say that Japanese children are Snow children?"

"Children of the wind."

"As expected, Mr. President is so knowledgeable!"

"It's common sense."

"That……"

"It's okay, I'm leaving."

Yamada was standing stiffly watching Urobuchi pass by, like a slow motion of a bloody love drama, the other party's jet-black long hair brushed past his eyes like a net, catching his sight.

"President..."

"Kufufufu, it's so boring." The boy hiding in the dark listened to Yamada's murmur, with a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

Talking to Lan Maotian took a lot of time, and when the battle in the snow was in full swing, with the screams coming out again and again, a huge tortoise rose from the ground, it was like making a monster movie, I think I'd better go home.After walking back a few steps, I met another acquaintance.

"Hey, Xu Yuanqing, what are you doing at school?"

"Kyoya Hibari?" I took a look at him, but he was still wearing a chic black school uniform with red armbands and didn't even wear a sweater. "Aren't you cold?"

"Cold?" Yunque glanced at Xu Yuanqing who had wrapped himself into a ball, "You won't be cold after all."

"..."

"The reception room is air-conditioned."

"Oh."

It's probably because there hasn't been such a normal dialogue for too long, and neither side knows what to say.During the silence, there was a burst of explosions from the school, Hibari Kyoumi frowned displeased.

"Who is sabotaging the school?"

"The snow fight organized by Mr. Libun is probably a snowball fight."

"You didn't go?"

"Ah." It was actually late.

Hibari Kyouya nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Ome-chan's non-clustering behavior, "Speaking of snowball fights, I also want to play, but I still prefer to bite and kill noisy guys." Walked into Bingzhong with a ghostly smile, and headed towards the playground in a domineering mode.

It's great that you haven't been caught by the police yet.

After thinking about it, I went with him. I hope that this group of unconscious guys will not destroy the school building again. It is very expensive to repair, and the finances of Bingzhong are crying.

The author has something to say: ╮(╯▽╰)╭The seven-hour bus ride back to school on New Year’s Day makes me so tired.