Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

The silver-haired boy opened the freezer where the ingredients were stored, turned his head sideways in the dense white mist, and frowned at the people behind him who were in the way.

After touching the coldness in those green eyes, the staff of the Center woke up from their daze, and retreated one after another helplessly.

The huge cooking room was exceptionally quiet, and the surface of the brand-new precision machine reflected the cold light of the incandescent lamp.

Meanwhile, the room at the other end was extremely lively at the moment. Many first-year students from the opposition had gathered here after the lottery was drawn.

"What—? Xinghei, your opponent is Hayama?"

"Chuang, Chuang Zhenjun, what's going on?"

This is the anxious Takumi Yoda.

"That guy Ha Shan-kun! We worked hard together not long ago, how can we become rivals now—"

Alice looked unhappy, "The one who should have stayed just now, I have to give him a good meal!"

Kurokiba Ryo remained silent for a moment, and finally decided to express his dissatisfaction with the fact that the two got the chance to duel first.

He whispered: "If I say it, I will definitely win."

Soma, who sat back on the chair, hugged the back of the chair and thought, blinked and raised his head.

"It's surprising, yes..."

The red-haired boy looked around at the chattering people around him, "However, it's alright for Hai Laoze and Nakiri, your opponents are all seniors of the Ten Elites, so it really doesn't matter if you stay with me?"

The room fell silent for a while.

Indeed, Alice's opponent is the new fifth seat, Shoko Kasaki, and Kurokiba is against the eighth seat, Shiratsuki Toshio.Takumi will be facing off against Ezuya Eizan, and Kei Takumi—

"To be honest with that Ji Zhiguo senior, I'm really nervous..."

The girl with the blue ponytail has a weak voice and a worried face,

"However, when I think of Ye Shanjun, I left the Shiomi research group that I value so much..."

She still remembers the scene when she, Chuangzhen and Gancha visited the somewhat old building of Shiomi's research group before the summer vacation for the curry theme of the autumn primary election.

A silver-haired boy with extraordinary talent, his expression seems arrogant and cold when he speaks, but the implicit pride in his tone when he introduces the research results, and the sense of belonging when he talks about the daily life of the research team are still clearly imprinted in the in her mind.

In the finals of the autumn election, he even defeated Soma and Ryo Kurokiba with a Specialite engraved with a strong belief in repaying his benefactor——

Such Ha Shanliang, how could he abandon Xi Jianyan and switch to Center's sect?

"Ah... I also find it very strange——"

Chuangzhen rarely showed a little irritated expression, and scratched his frizzy red hair, "But that guy Hayama did say that Ken Shiomi no longer exists..."

——During the two weeks when everyone was busy defending the dormitory and the club, and was stuck in hell for tutoring, what happened to Ye Shanliang?

The doubtful people involuntarily cast their eyes on the girl sitting by the window, surrounded by the aroma of coffee.

Even though he noticed the gaze of his companions, Gancha still didn't look back, but quietly stared at the beautiful hexagonal ice flower on the glass window, pretending that he didn't hear the discussion just now.

The truth of the matter, she has indeed roughly understood.

Hayama's strength, of course, can protect Shiomiken from the Center, but if the sponsors collectively withdraw their funds and the core research data is stolen, then even if Shiomiken remains, it will be nothing more than an empty shell.

At this time, promises such as setting up a special spice research and accepting Jun Shiomi as a researcher... Presumably, the means of cutting thistle should be these.

However, since Mr. Ye Shan didn't seek help from everyone before, he probably didn't want everyone to know these things.

However, this was also her negligence in not noticing that her friend was in trouble.

Fortunately, it is still too late to make up for it.and--

The idea of ​​protecting everyone around him with one person's power is too familiar.

Gan Cha thought with a smile - she never knew that Mr. Ye Shan was also such a person.

"Instead of thinking about Hayama, you guys should worry about Kohei-zai~!"

The sliding door of the room was suddenly pulled open from the outside, and under the guard of members in gray uniforms, Kuga Teruki walked in with his hands behind his back and a shining smile.

"It's been a long time, my senior!"

Enjoying the shocked eyes of the juniors in the room, Kuga Teruji opened the folding fan with a bang:

"Ha Shanliang, not long ago, he easily defeated all the Ten Elite Reserves of the Center, and became the new ninth seat?"

He glanced at the former Ninth Seat and God's Tongue girl sitting across a small table by the window, then retracted his gaze, and said in his usual high-spirited and frivolous tone:

"It is said that thistle Nakiri appreciates his talent very much, and believes that if his sense of smell continues to be developed, it will be comparable to the existence of God's Tongue."

"In short, the current him is completely different from the autumn selection—and it seems that he has no intention of showing mercy to you, Xinghei~"

Kicking the first-year students in the room into an abyss of anxiety with such news, Kuga walked leisurely to the side of the two former colleagues.

"Aren't you worried?"

He looked at Gan Cha who was nodding to him, and asked casually, "Isn't your relationship with Xing Pingzai pretty good~?"

"That's my question too."

The blond-haired God's Tongue girl also looked over calmly, "From the beginning, your attitude was wrong."

"You want a coat—if you're not sure, you won't be so leisurely." Erina raised her chin and asked, "What arrangements did you make?"

Gancha looked at the blond girl opposite with a smile in his eyes.

"I don't need to worry."

After receiving the uncomfortable urging eyes from the other party, she withdrew her gaze and replied, "I believe in Xingping-kun's strength and his possibility to create miracles."

Hearing such words, Erina suddenly remembered the conversation between the two that she heard behind the door the day she just moved into the Jixing dormitory, and couldn't help being startled.

——The girl gave her trust, and Xingping Chuangzhen lived up to her expectations and guarded the Pole Star Room.

"...I really don't understand."

She muttered, "It's the same this time, and it's also the same for the Yuexiang Festival. Do you just trust that guy?"

Gancha raised the corners of her lips.

She didn't answer, but continued: "Also, I don't think Ye Shanjun can reach the level of Specialite in his current state."

"As far as the arrangement is concerned, it's also about him—I've prepared a little retreat for him."

Hearing the conversation here from afar, Soma, surrounded by worried companions, smiled brightly.

"Hai Laoze has always been so reliable." The boy said in a low voice.

——A gentle, thoughtful girl is the most reliable backing that those who charge forward most hope to have.

As long as she is there, there is an impregnable fortress behind her.

"...Anything is fine."

Erina glanced at the crowd over there in doubt, then turned around and said,

"Even if Xinghei-kun loses this match - anyway, according to your plan, soon we won't have to be wary of Center again and again."

"Erina."

Gan Cha smiled and called her, "Aren't you worried about confronting your father?"

Erina returned the normal look.

"After hearing the things you said, how could I allow other people to suffer because of my evasion."

She said firmly, "Besides, both the cook and the plate expect freedom, answers worth seeking, and being outside the correct world-these things, now I understand very well."

The purple-haired girl picked up the coffee cup, lowered her eyes, and smiled softly.

Regarding the battle between the two teenagers, continuing to discuss it will not lead to any results.

After the crowd dispersed, Chuangzhen started experimenting, but couldn't properly deal with the smell of bear meat, so he decided to start from the source and study this strange ingredient.

"...So, that's it. The Moon Shadow is only leaving tonight, and there is still half a day left."

In the corridor, Chuangzhen stopped Gancha from his cooking room and explained,

"I heard that there are also brown bears in the nearby mountains. For a long time, my senior helped to contact the local hunters as guides. I plan to learn about the living habits of bears and find out if there are any ingredients that can be used in cooking."

"The opportunity is rare, so let me ask - do you want to be together?"

"Going to the mountains...?"

Gan Cha looked hesitantly at the white snow flying outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Such opportunities are indeed rare. If it didn't happen by chance, she might not take the initiative to enter the snow mountain in the future due to her fear of the cold.After hesitating for a moment, the girl nodded: "Well, I'll join too."

Soon after, a group of people walked in the snow-covered mountains under the leadership of the guide.

The snow mountain, which is not a popular scenic spot, still retains its original style. Along the way, only a few wooden huts can be seen, and there are no traces of human activities.

Beside the frozen creek, the middle-aged man as a guide carefully inspected the scattered footprints on the soft snow layer, and shook his head regretfully:

"It seems that today I can't let you see the process of processing bear meat."

He raised his head, looked around the unkempt bushes, picked off a handful of small red holly fruits, and said with a smile, "But you can still take a walk around, maybe there will be something you need."

So everyone dispersed according to the words, looking for available ingredients.

Looking at the extremely focused Chuangzhen, Gan Cha smiled slightly, and walked out slowly along the edge of the lush spruce forest.

Being in the deserted snow-capped mountains, even the perception of the passage of time seems to be blurred.

She didn't know how long she had been walking, but it seemed that the energetic voices of the teenagers who were not far away were completely inaudible now, only the whistling wind remained.

The snow that had gradually stopped when I went up the mountain was now falling from the pure white sky.

The outline of the snow-covered distant mountains disappeared in the thick clouds, and even the sun disk was obscured.

The sky is still bright, but it has melted into one place with the earth.The world is quiet and pure, and she, who is in it, seems to be wrapped in a flawless transparent crystal.

The wind blowing through the forest gently knocked off the hood, and a handful of snow rustled from the dark green spruce branches beside him.

Some kind of unknowable premonition came to her heart, and Gan Cha looked back as if aware of it, and saw that familiar figure on the vast snow field.

The bitter cold wind lifted the dark green cloak behind him, and the sound of the stiff cloth rattling seemed to penetrate the space and reach his ears very clearly.

The man walked towards here step by step, even the wind and snow could not affect him in the slightest, his steps were steady and his posture was straight all the time.

The girl's eyes also lit up little by little.

Suehiro Tiechang quietly watched the girl in the distance.

The moss-colored hood slid down his shoulders, and his plain white face seemed to glow against the background of the deep and dense forest.

Standing in the background of deep colors, she looked back at him, like the stable morning star on the cold winter curtain he saw last night.

And the moment he looked into her eyes from afar, the winter snow field was suddenly covered with gentle wisteria flowers like an illusion.