[K] Shoot Zhou Fangzun

Hatta Misaki, 19 years old, likes pudding and dislikes milk.

Although he often wears a jacket around his waist, wears headphones, carries a baseball bat, and strolls on the streets of the city on a skateboard, he is actually a good boy who works hard to earn living expenses and lives an active and optimistic life.

A plate of fried rice was placed in front of Obi.

Wrapped in egg liquid, rice grains are fried until golden brown. Cucumbers, carrots, and diced sausages are cut into different sizes, but the colors match beautifully. White sesame seeds and seaweed foam are sprinkled on the tip of the rice. It looked pretty good too.

Seeing Ogata's surprised expression, the orange-haired boy said awkwardly: "What are you looking at, if you dare to dislike... I'll beat you!" He swung his fist fiercely.

"How could it be! You can tell it must be great just by smelling the scent." Ogata picked up a small spoon, scooped a little into his mouth, "Huh?" She paused slightly.

Hatta suddenly became nervous: "What, what's wrong? Did you put too much pepper? Or salt?"

"It tastes...very good!" Ogata praised him, with praise in his tone.

The orange-haired boy, who was relieved, pushed his turban proudly, "That's not to say!" He picked up the tray that was set aside, and distributed the remaining plates of fried rice to everyone.

"Well, Hatta, the portion is too small." Kamamoto complained while eating.

"It's long-winded! If you have the ability, go to fried rice! It's good to eat some! Brother Zun, do you have enough rice? I'll add some more for you!"

"Hatata-chan, the difference in treatment is too much..."

Although it looks rough, it tastes surprisingly good.

Maybe it's because you poured your heart into it?

Ogata ate his portion and put the empty plate back on the tray.The teenagers on the other side of the sofa were still making noise, Kusanagi smiled and chatted with them, while Zhou Fang lazily rested on the back of the sofa.

The black-haired girl walked over to put away their empty plates, and was about to carry the tray to the cooking room, but was pulled back by the vitality boy with orange pupils.

"Put it down, I'll come."

He took the tray and did not forget to warn Oufang: "Don't think of Brother Zun!"

Ogata smiled helplessly: "I'll go wash the dishes with you, so you can feel at ease?"

The boy snorted awkwardly, "Who knows if you will break the plate, just stand aside!"

"Don't underestimate me, I'm actually good at cooking." Ogata followed him to the cooking room, rolled up his sleeves, and helped him clean up the remains of vegetables on the cooking table.

Hatta clattered at the plate, curled his lips and said, "Brother Kusanagi also said that he is good at cooking, and even built a cooking room in the bar, but he couldn't even handle udon noodles."

"Can Hatta make udon noodles?"

"Why are you asking this?" The orange-haired boy looked at her warily, "I won't cook it for you!"

Ogata was stunned for a while, and explained helplessly and funnyly: "I didn't think... well, what I mean is, I'm pretty good at udon noodles. Is Hatta interested in trying my craft?"

"Oh? Tsk, do you want to bribe me with food? No matter what you do, I will never betray Brother Zun!" The righteous boy held the clean plate in his hand, and turned around to point at Ogata.

The black-haired girl couldn't help laughing, she immediately coughed twice to cover up her gaffe, and replied with a smile: "I just want you to help me identify it... Well, it seems that everyone can't do it." Fan, only Hatta-kun has an advantage in this regard."

She packed up the broken eggshells and threw them into the glove box, wiped the cooking table with a rag, walked to the sink next to Bada, washed the rag and said with a smile: "I ate the fried rice made by Bada today, so I have to give it back. I'm not a person who doesn't know how to behave."

Because of her approach, the orange-haired boy's face turned red again, and he stepped back a few steps, "You, don't come here casually! Damn it!"

"Ah?" Ogata stood there at a loss, she looked at Hatta awkwardly, and asked in confusion, "Did I do something wrong?"

He snorted softly, turned his face to reveal the same red ears, "Noisy, so noisy! I told you not to come, so don't come! I don't want your reward, my fried rice is for Brother Zun , it’s just that there is just enough extra for you!”

The girl stared at him with blue eyes for a while, and then looked away when Hatta was about to lose his hold.She hummed softly, lowered her head and silently packed the things in her hands, then washed her hands clean, and took the initiative to retreat to a place far away from him to pack the ingredients.

Hatta Misaki took a look at her and decided to quickly wash off the remaining dishes.

The boy wrinkled his nose, and wiped the water droplets splashed on the tip of his nose with the back of his hand.He arranged the plates neatly on the shelf and couldn't help but glance at her again.

what the hell!The look of not speaking... as if, as if he bullied her!

Hatta: "Hi!"

... Tch, take pity on her!

Ogata was opening the refrigerator and putting the sorted materials into the compartment, "Huh?" She turned to look at him when she heard the sound.

The orange-haired boy leaned back against the cooking table uncomfortably, curled his lips, and said awkwardly: "Brother Kusanagi also likes to eat udon noodles... If you want to do it, make an extra serving!"

Ogata blinked, and the forest green pupils were gradually filled with warm brilliance. She nodded and said with a smile: "In this case, of course we must not forget Zun, Anna, and Kamamoto. Well, let's investigate everyone first. What do you like to eat... let's start with Hatta, is there anything that Hatta likes to eat in particular?"

"Come on! Who knows if you will make it taste bad! I don't want you to spoil the pudding!"

"Pudin, pudding, I see, I'm going to write it down."

"Don't talk to yourself! Hey!"

The orange-haired boy was annoyed and anxious, and when he washed his hands and chased him out, Ogata was already chatting with Kusanagi with a fountain pen and note pad.

Hatta rushed over immediately, and just about to speak, Kusanagi opened his mouth first, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and said with a smile: "I heard through the sauce that you asked her to prepare udon noodles for me, I'm so touched~"

"Uh, Brother Kusanagi..." The boy's words were stuck in his throat, he wanted to say but couldn't, choking him depressed and embarrassed, his face flushed red.

Ogata shook his notebook and looked at the strong man standing and reading a magazine, "Kusanagi ordered udon noodles, Hatta ordered pudding, is there anything Kamamoto would like to eat?"

"Oh? Can you order casually?" Kamamoto's voice was very thick.

"Talk about it first, as long as I can do it, it's fine."

Kamamoto put down the magazine, touched his stomach, and said, "Is beef curry and Tamagoyaki okay?"

Ogata lowered his head and wrote down these two things, "Hmm, what else?"

"Scallops? Salmon?"

"You can make salmon, what would you like to drink?"

Kamamoto scratched his hair, and smiled honestly: "Ah, it doesn't matter. Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome." Ogata's voice was soft. She waved a pen at Kamamoto with a smile, then walked to the sofa, leaned on the back of the sofa, and asked, "What would Anna-chan want to eat? Let me guess... How about the pasta?"

The little girl with burgundy eyes looked up at her, wondering, "What is that?"

Ogata shook his pen, "It's tomato sauce lasagna. Saute minced garlic and onion with olive oil until fragrant, then put the peeled tomato cubes in and boil it into puree, add salt, black pepper, red wine, etc. Finally put the cooked noodles in and mix together, the taste is very good.”

"That would require a lot of ketchup." Anna warned seriously.

"Okay, okay." Ogata made a note on the pad, "The last question I want to ask is..."

She looked around, but didn't find the red figure, so she asked, "Does anyone know what Zun likes to eat?"

"That guy is not picky about food at all, he can fill his stomach with anything." After puffing out the cigarette, Kusanagi took out the cigarette and held it between his fingers, and pointed in the direction of the stairs, "He went back to the room to bask in the sun , you'd better ask him face to face about such things~"

Ugh?

Ogata was a little surprised.

Want to go to his room?