[Comprehensive] collapse this little thing

Big dark day.

The last day of the year is December 31st.

Grandpa Sakura's old house in Kansai was rarely lively.

"At this time last year, your school said that something happened and you couldn't go home. This year, you can bring friends to celebrate the new year. It's great."

Grandpa Sakura is also very satisfied: a new member has been added to the family. Eri Sakura is already very familiar with the environment here after a year of getting along. It is said that he has made new friends in the local elementary school and has more smiles on his face.Imai Hotaru rarely comes back to spend the New Year with Satsuma, and Shimura Zhuan arc, who is standing in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up, is obviously very at a loss. This year, the population of the family has increased exponentially, which can be said to be very lively.

"So, on the first day of the new year, according to the tradition, open flames cannot be used, and the whole day of New Year's dishes should be prepared on this day of the big dark day."

Sakura Satsuma dug out a container full of oranges[Note 1] from the corner of the room: "I bought it at a nearby market, and the price is very cheap, after all, it is difficult to buy at such a price in an area like Xiongying." There are not many chances to eat the fruit boldly and heartily..."

Then he turned around in a smooth manner, and stuffed one into Shimura's palm: "You're welcome to eat as much as you want!"

Shimura turned around and subconsciously flinched the hand holding the orange.

"fine."

Sakura Mikan stepped forward, held the opponent's hand directly connected to the whole orange, and pressed all five of Shimura's fingers on the orange: "Don't worry, within the entire room, everyone Don't worry about getting out of control, okay?"

Then he smiled slightly, turned around and looked at Eri who had already started to eat oranges by the kotatsu: "Isn't that right, little Eri?"

"Correct!"

——received an eager response from the latter.

It is a rare experience to be able to do whatever you want without worrying about your personality getting out of control. Although you can’t always rely on mandarin oranges, you mainly have to rely on self-restraint. It's still very satisfying to be completely relaxed.

"Well...I see."

Shimura turned around and nodded at Mikan.The short-lived heat that came into contact with the skin dissipated quickly, and the pads of five fingers rubbed against the slightly pitted touch of the orange, and there was a delicate fruity fragrance between the fingers.

Then, the cold and sweet liquid rippled between the lips and teeth.

"Wonderful, isn't it?"

Sakura Mikan put her hand in and narrowed her eyes, looking very proud.

"This is a very proud product of the local area?"

"……Um."

Not knowing what to say at this moment, Shimura turned his head and still nodded.

Since he was a child, he was actually not a talkative person.Too much talk is wrong, not saying it is good, before making any decision, you must think clearly about the possible impact, and my "teacher" is a wise man who is admired by everyone, so he dare not go too far on weekdays Passover.

But from the looks of it, this girl is usually free-range, and she speaks and does things with a casual vigor.

"Mr. Zhuan Hu, hurry up and help me, we are going to prepare the New Year's dishes!"

Not far away, there was a voice of greeting.

kitchen.

No matter how big the kitchen is, there will be four people standing in a crowded kitchen, so Grandpa Sakura was directly invited by Mikan and Hotaru Imai to sit in the living room and watch TV with Xiaoeri. It is said that the three of them will handle the New Year's food.Seeing Sakura Satsuma patted his chest to assure "absolutely no problem" and Shimura turning an arc to face the kitchen knife and ingredients with confused eyes, Grandpa Sakura obviously felt that these children were not very reliable, so he turned his head and looked suspiciously at To Hotaru Imai.

"……do not worry."

The most reliable one nodded with difficulty: "It will be fine."

After all, it is an important New Year's dish, and these guys can't be fooled with the most basic curry.

"First of all, it is the important Nianyue Buckwheat."

Imai Hotaru took out a pack of uncooked soba noodles: "... I don't expect you to start kneading noodles, and I can't clean up the soba flour all over the floor... Satsuma is going to prepare the soup, Shimura-san's there Shrimp, please help me peel off the skin."

After finishing speaking, he paused: "If you control it well, you can use your personality to directly destroy the shrimp and leave the shrimp."

Shimura turns the arc: "..."

Sakura Mikan turned her head: "Ah, it sounds so powerful, do you want me to cancel the nullification temporarily?"

Shimura turned around and gritted his teeth, "No, there's no need."

"It's also a personality, mine is very useful."

Hotaru Imai raised her eyebrows proudly, picked up the improved kitchen knife and began to chop the cabbage: "Depending on the ingredients to be cut, it can be changed into various shapes?"

Sakura Mikan said helplessly: "Little Imai..."

How come the more you live, the more you go back.

Outside the door in the distance, the voices of Xiao Erli and Grandpa Sakura interacting with each other and decorating the door pine can be faintly heard.

Boil a pot of hot water and add mirin, then add the pre-soaked kelp and bonito flakes, add miso and a small amount of sugar after the first boiling, cover the pot and simmer for a long time, you can cook the most Basic miso soup stock.

"Ah, thank you."

Hotaru Imai didn't move his head up the assembly line, and generally took the shrimps that Shimura had picked out, and started to paste them one by one with other ingredients to be fried.The temperature of the oil in front of the girl was already slightly bubbling, and the tempura would soon be boxed.

"Wouldn't it be good to leave it to tomorrow for tempura?"

While stirring the soup pot with a spoon, Sakura Mikan asked, "After all, deep-fried food won't taste good after a long time."

"This is the part that goes with Nianyue Buckwheat tonight."

Hotaru Imai replied: "The New Year's dishes will be made next."

The second assigned order is to cook candied black beans and golden chestnut dumplings, which is also one of the New Year's dishes that must be prepared during the New Year.Probably because "peeled chestnuts look like gold ingots", it has the meaning of predicting wealth and treasure in the new year.

"But speaking of it, if you're either a student or an old man, what can you do to make money..."

And having said that, being able to directly associate chestnuts with gold ingots is really a leap of imagination.

Sakura Satsuma dug out a bag of sugar from the cabinet and handed it to Shimura Zhuanhu. Originally, he was planning to complain about the good sign of "not being used at all", but when he turned around, he saw Hotaru Imai's expression of "I will work hard to make money in the next year" Afterwards, Shengsheng swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

Koimai, at any time, can make the most of the convenience of the surrounding environment to make money...

Chestnut (くり), sweet potato (さつまいも), sugar, soy sauce, maltose, the simplest materials are very easy to prepare.Shimura Zhuan arc obediently moved a bench, sat in the corner and peeled the sweet potatoes with a knife.

Probably because this kind of scene was too incompatible with "the most dangerous black and evil force ever", Hotaru Imai obviously felt choked and out of breath, and he hesitated again and again, and handed over a hand-held scraper.

"It will be faster this way."

Imai Hotaru, who turned her face away from looking at the other party, said sullenly.

"You're actually very bad at these things, aren't you?"

"...Thank you."

Shimura turned the arc and didn't answer the second half of the sentence, but it was obvious that he was not good at it.If the first half of a person's life has nothing to do with cooking, no matter how good his brain is, it will be quite useless for the first time.

Accompanied by the gurgling sound of the pot soup in front of Sakura Mikan, the aroma of soba noodle soup gradually filled the whole kitchen.From Shimura's point of view, he could just see the double braid shaking slightly with his body.

Add water and white sugar on a small stove, keeping the ratio of water to sugar at about three to one.Imai Hotaru took out a tablet computer from the room, put it directly on the kitchen shelf and played the tutorial of making New Year’s dishes repeatedly, making Sakura Mikan, who is not very skilled, and Shimura, who is completely unskilled in doing anything, the first time The arc barely kept up with the pace.

After fully boiling, fill out half of the sugar water, pour the canned chestnuts into the pot, add soy sauce and simmer.Steamed sweet potatoes are mashed with a rolling pin into sweet potato mash, then add the other half of the sugar water and stir to boil. The sweet and greasy smell of sweet potatoes immediately diffuses from the pot.

"How is it? The New Year's dishes are great."

The soup pot in front of Sakura Satsuma is still some time away from being ready, and the girl who cooks the soup while serving the soba noodles can still focus on watching Shimura Zhuan arc nervously stirring the mashed sweet potatoes with sugar water, golden yellow The paste is puffing in the pot, with fine and dense bubbles, wrapped in a sweet aroma, which makes people's index fingers move.

"Ah."

Next, pour the boiled chestnuts into the sweet potato mash and continue to collect the juice before adding maltose. Shimura turned around and stared at the gradually viscous mixture in the pot.

"Looks delicious."

He commented seriously.

"But I feel that there is nothing added that will make people gain wealth after eating."

"...That's just a custom."

Sakura Mikan said with a smile: "Or, you can understand it as some kind of 'self-satisfaction'."

"Mikan, tempura, what else would you like to eat?"

Hotaru Imai picked up the fried net: "In addition to the shrimp and the marinated Tang Yang, the remaining dipping sauce can also fry a lot of vegetables."

"Bamboo shoots! And mushrooms!"

Sakura Satsuma excitedly ordered his favorite species: "Where is Mr. Zhuanhu? What do you want to eat?"

"It will be all right."

He is not a picky eater.

Sakura Mikan raised her voice and shouted out the window: "Little Eri—what vegetables would Tempura want to eat—"

A child's cheerful yelling voice was also heard in the distance: "Kamaboko, I want to eat it from Kansai!"

"...So kamaboko is not a vegetable at all."

Hotaru Imai sighed, and put the cut kamaboko into the oil pan.The "tempura" in Kanto and Kansai is different, and Kansai is more inclined to deep-fry fish paste to make fried food.

Outside the door, Grandpa Sakura held Eri's hand, stacked two rice cakes together, and put an orange on top.

"...Why is it placed like this?"

Huili asked.

"It's called a mirror cake."

Grandpa Sakura stroked his chin and explained: "During the New Year, the gods will also appear in the world, and the rice cakes are made into mirrors, which heralds the appearance of spending the New Year with the gods?"

"But spending the New Year with mandarin and grandpa is enough to be happy."

Xiao Hui thought about it, turned around and went back to the room.

Several bowls of Nianyue buckwheat were served on the table, and the bowls were filled with steam.

"Satsuma, mandarin!"

Eri shook Sakura Mikan's arm: "I want to make a video call with Midoriya!"

"So, the hero puppet from Class A...?"

Sakura Mikan and Izuku Midoriya are not very familiar, but fortunately they know that Xiaoeri has a deep relationship with Green Valley, so he nodded and handed the phone to Eri to dial.Because of Eri's surname change to Sakura, Satsuma and several students from the Hero Department kept infrequent contact. The main content of the communication was to post photos of Eri's growth, indicating that the child is having a good time in Kansai. You don't have to Miss you too much.

"Hey, Green Valley, New Year's greetings!"

Sakura Eri has never called Midori Valley brother or something like that.

The face of Izuku Midoriya was also shown in the video. The other party was obviously spending New Year's Eve with his mother at home, and each of them put a bowl of buckwheat in front of him: "Xiao Eri's New Year's congratulations! Are you celebrating New Year's Eve with Mikan and the others?"

"Ok!"

Eri nodded vigorously while holding the phone, slightly deflecting the camera angle, so that Izuku Midoriya could greet everyone present one by one.

"Grandpa Sakura, Mr. Imai, congratulations on the new year!"

With the change of the angle of view in the mobile phone, Green Valley congratulated one by one: "Satsuma, and... wait??"

In the shot, Sakura Satsuma is holding a piece of red and white kamaboko for Shimura with chopsticks.

In Huili's mobile phone, the camera flipped and finally fixed on the ceiling.

——Lvgu Izuku was so frightened that he threw the phone out.

"What's wrong? Deku, Deku...?"

Then came the noisy exclamation of Green Valley's mother.

Sakura Mikan and Imai Hotaru: "..."

After a while, the latter turned his head slowly, looked at Shimura and turned an arc: "Student Lugu, doesn't he know?"

"...It seems that it is for the reason of 'protecting minors'..."

As for who the "ruler of the enemy alliance" is, no official photo has been released so far.

"Little, little, little Eri..."

Izuku Midoriya firmly climbed up from the overturned chair, and the back of his head hit the ground so hard that he felt a little dizzy: "Does any of you have a personality that changes your appearance..."

"No?"

Sakura Mikan has not yet entered the state: "Student Lugu, what strange things are you talking about?"

Izuku Green Valley: "..."

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After turning off the phone again, Midoriya Izuku still felt that he knew some bad news.

The New Year's bell is ringing.

"Then, Mr. Zhuan Hu, please give me more advice in the new year."

"—well, me too."