I also want to change guardians today.

After buying the vegetables, everyone went back quickly.

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu looked at each other until they got back to the dormitory and prepared to cook.

Yes, I didn't buy kitchen utensils and seasonings.

Nioh Masaharu tugged on Xia Youjie's trousers, and said softly, "There are kitchen utensils in the cafeteria."

The eyes of the two brightened, obviously very excited about this.

The family's nitrous reminded the two of them.

"Don't forget, there is an aunt living in the cafeteria."

Wujo Wu didn't care.

"It doesn't matter, those people can't beat us anyway."

Yarui Glass gave him a strange look, and then patted Nioh Masaharu on the shoulder.

"See? Don't imitate this guy."

Nioh Masaharu, who told Xia Youjie that there were kitchen utensils in the cafeteria, obediently did not refute. He glanced curiously at Jiajinzi.

"Won't Sister Nitro stop it?"

Jia Ruozi shrugged: "It doesn't matter, we are only responsible for eating, even if they are reported, it will be their bad luck in the end."

Oh, I understand, as long as there are people who help to take the blame after committing a crime, then the punishment will not fall on yourself.

Nioh Masaharu felt that he had learned it.

He said that the aunt in the cafeteria is nothing to be afraid of, but everyone was cautious when entering the cafeteria.

Although there are not many people in Mantra, the cafeteria occupies a large area.

The canteen kitchen is on the first floor, while the canteen aunt lives on the second floor.

At this time, the aunts in the cafeteria had already left work, and Gojo Satoru took a look to make sure that the aunts had already returned to their residences.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his palms excitedly, and waved to Xia Youjie.

"Jie, let's go in quickly, there is no one on the first floor."

Xia Youjie motioned to Curse to go to the kitchen with two bags of vegetables.

You have to take care of ordinary people on the outside, but you don't have so many worries in the mantra.

As long as you don't get caught it won't be a big problem.

Jia Ruozi didn't intend to follow the boys into the kitchen at all, she hugged Masaharu Nioh and put him on the chair in front of the dining table, and said softly, "We'll just wait."

Nioh Masaharu was lying on the table, his calf dangling.

He stared at Jia Ruozi with his big bright eyes flickering.

"Sister Nitzi, tell me, can we have dinner today?"

Jia Ruozi also hesitated for a while, obviously he didn't trust his two companions that much.

She quickly found a solution.

"If we can't eat, we'll go out to eat."

Nioh Masaharu touched his empty stomach, and he was embarrassed to tell Jiarui that he was already very hungry.

Jie said that you have to be very patient with women, unless the other party is not ready to be a human being, you don't need to treat her as a human being.

Nioh Masaharu felt that this sentence made sense.

After waiting for a while, Masaharu Nioh heard movement in the kitchen, and finally couldn't bear to bid farewell to the housemate, carefully got off the chair, and ran to the kitchen.

Yairiko, who waved at Nioh Masaharu, had no desire to get up at all. With the smoking cessation candy bought in the supermarket in her mouth, Iiyari wondered how long she would be able to quit smoking this time.

Well, with Masaharu staring at her, she should be able to quit.

Masaharu Nioh trotted to the kitchen, and saw two people scrambling for a bag of rock candy.

Xia Youjie glared at Wujo Wu.

"Don't add rock sugar to my dishes, didn't you cook it yourself? Add your own."

Wujo Wu was aggrieved.

"I'm doing this for your own good. The dishes with sugar are the best."

Xia Youjie sneered: "No need, you are the only sugar addict in the whole spell."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Nioh Masaharu quickly ran forward and hugged Gojo Wu's thigh, and then said to Xia Youjie very seriously: "Jie, you go to cook, I will stop him for you."

Xia Youjie couldn't laugh or cry at this, and glared at Gojo Wu.

"Don't make trouble."

Gojo Satoru looked a little sluggish, and then picked up the kid who was pulling on his trouser legs.

"Come on, Xiao Masaharu will try it for me."

The bewildered Nioh Masharu felt a chopstick stuffed in his mouth the next moment.

He chewed subconsciously, and the next second his entire face crumpled together.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head curiously, and then saw Nioh Masaharu spitting something in his face.

Seeing that he didn't vomit, Nioh Masaharu's expression was even a little regretful.

"It's really unpalatable. Did you add a whole pack of rock sugar?"

Feeling the residual taste in his mouth, Nioh Masaharu felt that he didn't want to see any sugar-related food for at least three months.

Is this forcibly creating a psychological shadow?

Xia Youjie quickly hugged Masaharu Nioh and gave Wujo Wu a warning look.

"Don't feed your kids messy things."

Wujo Wu was wronged: "It's obviously super delicious, and he vomited in my face, why do you only talk about me and not him?"

Xia Youjie turned over the dishes in the wok and cast a glance at him.

"Xiao Masaji is still young, not to mention you are all right?"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide, not even the sunglasses could conceal the shock in his eyes.

"Can this matter be calculated like this?"

If he doesn't have no lower limit, his handsome face will be covered with dirty filth, right?

Doesn't this kid need a lesson?

Gojo Satoru glanced at Nioh Masaharu, as if he was planning how to teach him a lesson.

Nioh Masaharu made a face at him, looking completely unafraid of him.

Xia Youjie interrupted Wujo Wu's short-lived desire for revenge, lest the other party beat Masaharu Nioh to death.

Of course, if Gojo Wu knew what Xia Youjie thought of him, would he be wronged and complain that he was such a person?

"Cook your dish quickly, if you take this dish out, you will lose to me this time."

Gojo Wu curled his lips, but did not reject Xia Youjie's kindness.

Well, judging from the results of the experiment just now, if I serve this dish out, I will definitely get a bad review.

I thought so, but Gojo Satoru didn't dump the plate of beef either.

Hmph, if those sightless guys don't eat it, wouldn't he still know how to eat it by himself?

Seeing Gojo Gojo, who was honestly cooking again, Nioh Masaharu kissed Xia Youjie on the cheek.

"Jie is the best." Even reminding Wujo Satoru that the other party's cooking is not right is still the best.

Nioh Masaharu is ready, even if Xia Youjie's cooking is not good, he will definitely applaud.

Xia Youjie, who was holding Masaharu Nioh with one hand and shaking the pot with the other, returned a forehead kiss.

"Little Masaharu is also very obedient today."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes aside.

This kid is obedient.

The referees in charge of judging the final victory of this game are Iamuri Glass and Nioh Masaharu.

Gojo Satoru is very confident in his cooking.

He is the strongest, even if this kid like Nioh Masaharu's heart is almost 180% off, the other party will be conquered by his cooking skills!

However, Gojo Satoru guessed the beginning but not the end.

Xia Youjie praised him for his cooking, but Nioh Masaharu and Jia Ruozi voted for Xia Youjie without hesitation.

Gojo Satoru patted the table in shock.

"What's the matter with you? Even Jie thinks I'm the best, why don't you give me points?"

Nioh Masaharu turned his head.

"Jay is the best, you are only second."

Kazuko shrugged his shoulders, saying that he was following Nioh Masaharu's choice.

"The cutie chooses whichever one."

The movement of Gojo Gojo slapping the table quickly attracted the cafeteria aunt.

While resting in the dormitory, I heard movement downstairs. Although I knew that there would be no thieves, the cafeteria lady still took a broom from the dormitory and hurried down from the second floor.

"Who is there?"

Everyone looked at each other and realized that something was wrong.

Xia Youjie decisively picked up Masaharu Nioh and prepared to run out.

Gojo Satoru casually threw the chopsticks, forks and spoons on the table towards the lamp.

The light went out, and the cafeteria aunts were just a group of ordinary people, and there was no way to find them in the dark.

When an aunt hurriedly brought a flashlight, no one could be seen on the first floor, only a few dishes were placed on the table.

Everyone checked their things. Except for the use of tableware in the kitchen, they also had two more bags of vegetables, and there was nothing missing.

One of the aunts said in disbelief: "So, this group of people came here to cook a dish?"

Is it because the food they cook is not delicious?

The next morning, Noctua Moth was late for class for the first time.

Nioh Masaharu sat obediently in front of his small table and chairs, listening to the other three complaining about what happened last night.

Due to being discovered halfway, everyone withdrew quite quickly, which also led to the end that they didn't eat at all.

Gojo Satoru regrets this.

"I forgot to put my plate of beef on it when I ran away."

That was his most satisfying dish!

Jia Ruozi slumped on the table, quitting smoking was much more difficult than she imagined.

"In the end, I went out to eat."

Xia Youjie wanted to say something, but he paused for a second and reminded in a low voice, "Mr. Ye Moth is here."

The two people who were wandering in the sky sat up straight in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

Nioh Masaharu looked at the expression of Noctua Masamichi who walked in.

Walking with the wind, his expression looked extraordinarily angry.

Did last night's plan come to light?

Masaharu Nioh subconsciously looked at Xia Youjie, who gave him a comforting look.

Anyway, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Nioh Masaharu breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as my colleague Wang Masaharu thought, last night the first graders went to the cafeteria to cook at night and smashed all the light bulbs on the first floor by the way.

After investigation, Teacher Ye Moth quickly locked the suspect on the kid in his class.

Who made Gojo Satoru the only one in the whole school who was addicted to sugar?

That plate of beef was so sweet and greasy that it was hard to swallow.

Realizing where exactly the car overturned, Gojo Satoru was undoubtedly baptized by the eyes of several other people.

In the end, except Nioh Masaharu, all three first-year students had to write a [-]-word self-criticism and replace the broken light bulb on the first floor of the cafeteria by themselves.