[Comprehensive] Raising a sweet tooth devil

Kazama blinked, he didn't expect him to say such words suddenly, when he saw the traces of annoyance on the other person's face, as if regretting saying such a sentence, he suddenly felt that it was his bamboo horse It was so sudden, thinking like this, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch the other person's big head.

It's just that the chocolate on his hand made him stop in mid-air.

With his withdrawn left hand, he turned a fist and made a fake cough on his mouth. He followed the other party's words with a smile in his voice: "I also think that you are very good to me, A Dun."

Unexpectedly, Ziyuan was rarely serious, and said word by word: "Kazemazai is better to me." There was a convincing force in his tone.

Kazama noticed the seriousness in his words and couldn't help laughing, so he could only say: "Well... well, it's like what you said, so what?" So is there any purpose for the other party to mention this?

—— Kazama felt that if there were not too many requests, he should agree to them, since his bamboo horse is rarely so sensational today.

But it was beyond his expectation, and at the same time he thought it was reasonable, Ziyuan didn't say anything, but just said something emphatically: "So... in the future, I have to treat Kazama Zai better." His eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something important.

——Actually, it’s just a little more mature than before.

Kazama thought so.

— But it's always a good thing.

He said that he was happy to hear about this, after all, it was indeed beneficial and harmless to him who had been taking care of the other party.

He looked at him with a smile, and his subordinates began to prepare the cream to be used later, and said briskly: "Then I will wait and see~~"

Ziyuan didn't know why he always felt that there was a sense of ridicule in what he said. For a while, he felt that his ability was doubted, and the object of doubt was the other party, the person who made him lose his temper, so he could only puff up his buns. With an angry face, he said, "Hmm... Just wait and see, Kazamazai."

—He will do what he says.

Seeing his angry thoughts, Kazama didn't say much, but said in a gentle tone like smoothing the hair of a large animal: "Yeah, I will." He looked at the almost whipped cream in the vessel under his hand , rolled his eyes, and dipped some cream on his fingers, with a teasing light in his eyes, "Would you like to try it? Cherry wine is added in it, the taste will be different."

Ziyuan subconsciously poked his big head over there, and only came back to his senses when he put the opponent's fingers in his mouth. He looked down and saw the corner of Kazama's smiling mouth. He couldn't help but stick out his sharp teeth and bit his mouth unceremoniously finger bite.

"Ah—" Wei Pain subconsciously wanted to pull his finger back, but was bitten by the other party.

He looked up at Ziyuan's proud expression, and helplessly shook the finger that was still bitten between his teeth, "How is it? Is the taste okay, A Dun?"

The tone is like facing a child who is unreasonable and willful and disobedient.

Ziyuan glared at him, and angrily increased the force of the bite, but was careful not to actually bite the other party.

Kazama bared his teeth, seeing that he refused to let go, he compromised, "Okay, okay, my fault, it's just the taste."

Seeing him stepping back, Ziyuan loosened his teeth proudly, then grabbed the opponent's hand just now under Kazama's surprised gaze, dipped some cream into his mouth again, and said vaguely: "I didn't taste it just now. , to try again."

Kazama gritted his teeth and felt the touch of the soft tip of the other party's tongue wrapped around his fingers, and quickly pulled his fingers back, resisting the urge to roll his eyes, "You don't know how to use your own hands, A Dun?"

Ziyuan glanced at him innocently, "But I'm used to it—"

Kazama was speechless, and then put the weird feeling behind him, and continued the previous topic: "So how does the cream taste?"

Murasakihara licked his lips, "Well... the taste is a bit strange, sweet, sour, and spicy..."

After listening to his description, Kazama tasted it himself, completely unaware that what he was holding was exactly the index finger that the other party had bitten just now, he frowned and felt it carefully, and finally his brows relaxed, "It should be this It tastes right." He affirmed.

He explained: "The sweet and sour taste is due to the addition of kirsch. One of the characteristics of this cake is that both the cream on the cake and the jam filling have the aroma of wine." He paused , Thinking that the other party might not be used to this taste, "Does A-Dun think he doesn't like it?"

Murasakibara shook his head bluntly, "Well... no, it has a very special taste, and it looks like it will be delicious..." He squinted his eyes, imagining the finished cake described by Kazama, and he was looking forward to it.

Kazama laughed, "I almost forgot that you like these, Aden, um...complex flavors." He swallowed the word "strange" in time - saying that Ziyuan tastes strange, isn't it saying that he made something weird too?

Murasakihara gave a vague response, looking absent-minded.

"A-Dun?" Kazama noticed his trance.

"En?" Zi Yuan regained consciousness.

"You're distracted, what are you thinking?" Kazama washed his hands, took out the frozen chocolate from the refrigerator, and scraped out the curly chocolate shavings with a spoon - this is what he will use for decoration later on top of the cake.

Ziyuan leaned close to him to watch his movements, and seemed to think that this approach was magical, "I'm thinking about cake."

Kazama expressed no surprise that he was distracted by the food.

After adding water and sugar to the soaked cherries, he went through two processes to make a thicker cherry juice, and at the same time, after making the remaining cherry flesh into a sauce, he started the last combination step——

Cut the baked chiffon cake into four slices, brush each slice with cherry juice, then squeeze a circle of cherry sauce with a piping nozzle, and finally apply a layer of cream, and so on, each slice of cake The steps are pretty much the same.After all four slices were covered with cherry juice, cherry sauce and cream, he then decorated the whole cake with the remaining cream and chocolate shavings...

"Okay!" Kazama clapped his hands in satisfaction, scanning the cake in front of him like a king inspecting his territory——

The top of the eight-inch German Black Forest is sprinkled with chocolate shavings, and the round and lovely cherries are patchworkly decorated on it, and the snow-white cream is squeezed out by the piping nozzle into beautiful and delicate patterns.

Impatient Ziyuan looked at the cake that was finally made and said impatiently, "When can I eat it, Kazamazai? I'm so hungry!"

Kazama glanced at his stomach, "Cakes are not for dinner, Aden."

"But I just want to eat this!" Ziyuan looked at him eagerly, and now he has no extra thoughts to share with dinner.

Kazama tilted his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall, "I think it's almost time..."

Ziyuan thought he was saying that it was almost time to eat cake, so she couldn't help being happy, "Then let's start quickly!"

Kazama looked at him with a funny expression similar to that of a begging puppy, couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head, and comforted him: "Don't worry, wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

Ziyuan couldn't help being a little discouraged when he heard that he had to wait, but anyway, what Kazama said was still very useful. He poked the other person's waist in dissatisfaction, and muttered: "How long will we have to wait?"

Kazama was itchy from being poked by him, twisted his waist and held down his fidgeting hand, "It will be soon..."

While he was talking, the doorbell rang suddenly, Ziyuan looked blankly at Kazama's happy smiling face, and walked to open the door while saying "Oh, it's really on time".

When Kazama led a group of people into the room, Ziyuan still hadn't reacted.

"What's going on, Kazama-zai?" He stared puzzledly at Akashi, Atobe, Shinobu, Jirou and others who walked in one after another.

"Because A-Dun said that I can prepare whatever I want, so I thought that instead of just the two of us, it would be better to have more people together, which would be more lively..." Kazama blinked, "And I also have this matter. You mentioned it to A-Dun, but you nodded at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have made my own claim." He shrugged innocently.

After his reminder like this, Zi Yuan had some impressions—it seemed to be a few days ago...

He pursed his mouth, "I was eating snacks at that time, Kazamazai—" He didn't listen carefully to what he was saying.

Kazama looked surprised, "Is that so—" Then he put on a troubled look, "Then since you don't like this, Aden, I..."

He frowned as if trying to figure out how to resolve the situation.

Ziyuan unconsciously said: "It's okay, Kazamazai, it's okay to be like this." After he finished speaking, he came to his senses, and hurriedly added: "As long as they don't grab the cake from me, it's fine."

Kazama held back his blurted laughter, "It's okay, I won't snatch it from you, I made this specially for you." At the same time, he silently added a sentence in his heart - it is estimated that no one else can do it except Jiro There is no such thing as grabbing food.

Hearing this assurance, the Great Demon King Ziyuan was relieved.

So Ziyuan, who was in a good mood, said a rare "thank you" in a good mood when he heard Renzuzu and the others say "Happy Birthday" to him, and almost didn't stunned the group.

Atobe and Akashi were the first to react. They glanced at each other and confirmed that Murasakihara was in a good emotional state now-it seemed that Kazama's soothing skills were still unabated.

Atobe looked around the kitchen, and was picky about the fact that there was only one cake and no dinner shadow: "Ah? You only prepared this thing, it's not gorgeous! Could it be that your sincerity is only one cake? He glanced at the Black Forest on the kitchen counter again, and added, "Although it looks passable, it can't hide your poor preparation."

Kazama humbly expressed his willingness to accept criticism, and stopped some dissatisfied bamboo horses. He smiled and said: "The matter has come to this point, is there any way Jingwu can remedy it? I am at a loss now."

Atobe was silent for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I said Yuta, did you do it on purpose?" Is the other party's broken reaction because he knew his preparation in advance?

Kazama was still smiling, "Where is it? It's just a little understanding of Jingwu, who has always upheld a gorgeous and perfect style." There will be no solution, and it is even possible that the other party has secretly prepared everything that may be needed.

Atobe snorted and raised his eyebrows directly, showing no sign of dissatisfaction, "This kind of statement... I reluctantly accept it." Then he snapped his fingers, "Huadi, tell them to take everything away. Come in."

"Wushi." Huadi responded and walked out. Not long after, a group of people in suits and leather shoes came in with things. If you look carefully, you can find that what they are holding in their hands is still steaming. Beautifully presented meals!

Jiro sniffed and stared at the beautiful dishes, and Murasakihara's eyes moved involuntarily. Kazuma smiled and felt Atobe's generosity and exaggerated style as always, while Akashi looked thoughtfully at the director who was standing at the table. The boy glanced at it.

——He didn't quite understand when they were talking about it just now, but now it seems that Atobe has actually achieved this level?

"Hmm, is there a problem Akashi?" Sensitively aware of his strange gaze, he turned his attention to him.

Akashi wrote lightly: "It's nothing." But he didn't want to discuss and ask clearly.

Although Atobe was puzzled, he didn't care, but continued to direct a group of people to tidy up the Kazama's restaurant as he wanted.

Finally, using the three words "big change" is not enough to describe the earth-shaking changes in this place——

The original warm and ordinary small restaurant has changed its style almost in the blink of an eye, and it has become gorgeous and exquisite to match the food on the tablecloth. Desperate fresh roses...

Atobe looked at the final result with a look of reluctance, and finally opened his mouth: "So-so, barely in line with my uncle's aesthetics."

Kazama waited for a group of people who patted their chests half out of sympathy, half out of rejoicing, which meant—finally enough tossing.

For the next meal, although at the beginning they still felt a bit reluctant to let go because of the exaggerated environment, but as time passed, they quickly adapted and started talking and laughing.

"So, I was surprised when I first received the invitation, and I never thought I would come here." Ninzu said, squinting his upturned peach eyes.

Kazama explained: "In the past, I spent more time with A-Dun on his birthday, but now I want to try something different, maybe there will be different fun."

"Oh?" With a smile, Cilang next to him couldn't wait to ask: "Is Ziyuan happy today?"

——Sure enough, it is a single cell, and the words are always so direct.

Akashi on the other side easily understood his attributes.

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Ziyuan dragged out his tone: "Well, the food is delicious." His praise for food is always quite straightforward.

Atobe, who was proud of being praised for what he had prepared, couldn't help raising his eyebrows happily.

——It seems that Ziyuan's words are very suitable for him.

Kazama also expressed his gratitude unreservedly: "Yes, I still want to thank Jingwu for his generosity and careful arrangement, which is not easy."

"Yeah, thank you Xiaojing~~" Renzu smiled and put his elbows on the table, "If it weren't for Xiaojing, we wouldn't have such a high-end treatment." Even the chefs of high-end restaurants may not be as good as the Atobe family If you really don't have such benefits at ordinary times.

Atobe heard the ridicule in his words, and didn't care. Instead, he felt that it was reasonable to provide some money or privileges with his ability, and there was nothing to brag about.

At this time, Ci Lang's gaze suddenly caught sight of the unpacked tools in the kitchen, and he couldn't help but ask, "Eh? Did Xiaoyou make any snacks today?"

Kazama didn't hide it, "Well, I made a German Black Forest, a variety I haven't tried before."

Cirou's eyes lit up suddenly, and at this moment Kazama added, "That's a gift I specially made for A-Dun."

Ziyuan started to have a bad premonition when they first mentioned the cake. When Cilang turned his bright eyes to him, he seemed to see a tail wagging behind the other party. Thinking of a certain possibility, he couldn't help but sink his face.

But Cilang, who has been threatened by him several times in this way, obviously has immunity, so that he stares at Ziyuan persistently, and keeps yelling: "Ziyuan~ Ziyuan, the cake Xiaoyou made for you! It sounds so good~~ Murasakihara~"

——As soon as Kazama said it, he knew that the other party had no right to dispose of the cake, so if he wanted to do something, he could only rely on Murasakihara, the cake owner.

Ziyuan refused him without thinking: "No!" He stared straight at him, "The cake is mine!"

Kazama stroked his forehead helplessly, while the others twitched the corners of their mouths.

Generally speaking, if someone bluntly rejects him, people are usually not embarrassed to continue pestering him, but Cirou is an exception.

Like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, he continued to look at Ziyuan with his wet round eyes blinking without fear of death, and said softly, "Ziyuan~Ziyuan~ just let me take a look! I have never seen such a thing as the German Black Forest. Where's the cake~"

Of course, he hasn't thought about whether he will make an inch and want to take a bite when he sees it.

Murasakihara looked at him impatiently, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him, but Cirou kept pestering him after repeated defeats.

In the end, he glanced at Kazama who didn't plan to intervene, Ninzuzu who just wanted to watch the fun, and the guy who always couldn't wink to trouble him to death, and after snorting from his nose, he could only choose to compromise.

Kazama has been watching the whole process of his bamboo horse being entangled by Cirou, from indifference to impatient retreat, he finds it very interesting from the bottom of his heart.

In the end, Ziyuan still couldn't resist Cilang's cheeky, affectionate gaze, and cut him a small cake with a wooden face.

——It can be called astonishing progress!

After all, Zi Yuanke has never had a good habit of sharing food, or he has protected food to the point of raising eyebrows... It can be said that this time, even if it is only a small piece of cake, it is already incredible for him.

But his rare generosity is limited to this, and other people don't have this kind of treatment.

Although they don't care about it.

In the evening, Kazama asked him out of curiosity: "This time, Adun was unexpectedly generous to Cirou."

Ziyuan gave him a depressing answer: "It's because that guy is so annoying! I gave him a cake because I couldn't bear it anymore—" The feeling of being unable to crush a troublesome guy is really annoying.

Kazama chuckled, "No wonder..." It turned out that the other party's inertia of hating trouble prevailed, rather than the other party's real sex change.

But Ziyuan said suddenly: "But if Kazama wants it, I have no objection."

"Huh?" He didn't understand why the topic suddenly turned to himself, but he still felt the sincerity of the other party.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, leaned his head over and took a bite of the cake the other party was holding, savoring the aroma of fruit and wine permeated between his lips and teeth, and said in a happy mood: "Hearing you say that, I don't feel normal in my heart." Impressed, Arden—”

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The content of these two chapters is the same thing, but I wrote too much unconsciously, so I divided it into two chapters.

In addition, about the practice of the German Black Forest in the article, I refer to the online information, please forgive me if there is something wrong~~