[Comprehensive] Son of God, come to the bowl

Yukimura Seichi thought too much, really thought too much.

If he is buried in Doma, he will definitely try his best to dissuade him from eating that mouthful of "rice". In fact, that mouthful of rice can only be called an unknown object, and the reason why dark food is called dark food is because it is eaten. What will happen after that, even she herself does not know.

And that egg fried rice was not a bento for him at all, it was her own plan to fry it, but it failed.

As for Van Gogh's starry sky, Yukimura Seiichi was overthinking it. The white dots on it were not used for decoration, but undissolved salt that was accidentally sprinkled in the soil.

That pot of charcoal... is fried rice with eggs!

Yukimura Seichi didn't see it from his appearance, but he found the eggshells in the trash can and the unwashed bowls with his sharp eyes. After a simple analysis, it was easy to know what to do. As for For other more advanced dishes, he didn't think about that at all.

— My older sister is not that capable.

Facing such a pot of things that can’t see the original color, it would be a lie to say that there is really a lot of appetite or expectation, but there is also a saying that you can drink enough water, so this pot of egg fried rice is in Yukimura Seiichi In the eyes of others, they are endowed with different meanings.

He took a bite.

Time stands still at that moment.

salty! ! !

Yukimura Seichi picked up the radish soup in another pot at a fairly fast speed and drank it down. The radish soup that was tasteless at first can just dilute the salty taste in his mouth, and there is no cooked radish at all. It tastes full of sweetness.

He wouldn't be an idiot to think that these two far-flung tastes were deliberately made to adjust to each other. Obviously, this is dark cuisine.

Making such a simple home-cooked dish is really difficult for Doma, Yukimura Seichi sighed helplessly, took a rag and began to clean up the cooking table.

If you mention the bento again, he will lose.

***

Doma Buried and the pot of fried rice with eggs had a stalemate for a long time, until both sides suffered a loss in the end.

When making fried rice with eggs, she put the rice first in order to make it look better when fried, but just after pouring the rice in, there was a "sizzling" sound at the contact surface between the hot pot and the rice, and then she quickly There was a burning smell.

Is it too dry?Thinking of this, she quickly picked up a whole bowl of egg liquid and poured it into the pot. The light yellow liquid soon solidified into an omelette, but the smell of paste didn't improve, but intensified.

what to do?Buried in Doma calmed down, turned on his mobile phone and searched: What should I do if the stir-fry is about to burn?

The answer at the top of the list is——

add water.

She experienced it for a while and felt that what she said was quite reasonable. The truth is often common sense, so she took half a cup of cold water under the tap and was about to pour it in. The flames suddenly rose while licking the bottom of the pot, and a choking smoke spread out. .

Doma ran to the kitchen door with a guilty conscience and looked at the second floor. Fortunately, Yukimura Seichi was not woken up. In order to prevent the choking smoke from spreading, she closed the kitchen door, and then remembered She didn't turn on the range hood, and couldn't find the switch after searching for a long time. In the end, the smoke was choking. She rescued herself and shrunk down into a hamster burial, reducing the living space.

Her consciousness ended at the moment when she hit the wall, and the touch of the wall felt a little familiar.

It must have been a hallucination.

Doma touched her body, she was of a normal size, but she was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and there was the sound of chopping vegetables in the kitchen, so she hurried to the kitchen to look, and saw Seiichi Yukimura holding a knife He was chopping vegetables, looking skillful, wearing a Doraemon apron, feeling a little happy for no reason.

"Jingshi...how did you wake up?"

She was a little guilty, stepped forward and tugged at his sleeve: "I'm sorry, I made a mess of the kitchen and woke you up, right?"

The kitchen has long since become clean, and there is no sign of the embarrassment she made before.

Yukimura Seichi answered her with ease while chopping vegetables: "No, Xiaobu didn't wake me up. Over the years, I have developed a fixed biological clock. Every time this time comes, I will wake up naturally, and I can't sleep anymore. Now, it’s you, why don’t you sleep for a while? Anyway, there are no classes in the high school today, and tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, so everyone should be preparing to set up a stall today.”

"Eh? Is there such an event? I don't know why, Sasaki and the others haven't told me about it."

He put the diced radish aside: "Don't worry, it's not that the seniors didn't tell you on purpose, but that this event itself was initiated by those students who already have a romantic partner, and it's open to singles in the form of couple vendors. Some of my classmates sell small items, and Sasaki-senpai will probably take you there directly tomorrow."

Doma buried his head: "Yes, tomorrow is Valentine's Day..."

The next sentence she uttered almost choked Yukimura Seiichi to death.

"Jingshi, then when do you plan to let me teach you about the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, make editing and other things, I can help you do it, you just need to be responsible for dancing."

Seiichi Yukimura's hand for chopping vegetables suddenly sped up, as if what he was holding was not a kitchen knife but a racket, and for him, the racket might be more suitable for him, imagining the vegetables on the chopping board as the guys in the tennis club gloating His face suddenly felt much better.

Besides, if Doma Buried taught him how to dance, he could still see the other party dancing. Although the price was a bit high, it was quite a spiritual subsidy and benefit, and only he could see it.

"...I see. I have time all day today. The high school ends early in the afternoon. You can come back early, Xiaobu, so that you have time to teach me. As for the editing, I can leave it to Hiroshi Yagyu, that's the one. A very gentle boy with glasses, his computer skills are very good, and he is very good at processing this kind of video."

What video...female to video.

So he is very experienced, and Doma buried himself in his heart, could it be that the other party is really the kind of otaku that Rei Kojima said?

No way, Doma stared at him. He skillfully rolled the cooled rice and various side dishes into the seaweed, rolled it up with a bamboo curtain, pressed and squeezed it, then unfolded it, and cut the seaweed tube into equal-sized pieces with a sharp knife. Piece by piece, put them in the food box on one side.

He asked Domabu, "Do you want to add mayonnaise?"

Tu Jianbu nodded heavily: "Yes!"

Wait... She suddenly realized belatedly: "Is this prepared for me?"

"correct."

"You don't need to be so troublesome," Doma Bue lowered his head in shame. He really didn't help, although he really wanted to show that he belonged to the female Yamato Nadeko, but in the end he went in the opposite direction.

"I can go to the cafeteria to eat. I'm really clumsy. Not only did I make a mess in the kitchen, but I also asked you, Jingshi, to drag your sick body down to clean up...and make bentos, in case—"

Yukimura Seichi picked up a piece of sushi and held it in front of her: "Try it."

Before she finished her self-confession, she opened her mouth and instinctively opened her mouth to bite down when she saw the sushi delivered to her mouth. After chewing, the freshness of seaweed and the soft but grainy texture of sushi rice were conquered at once. After touching her heart, she took another bite and the crisp juice burst out, alleviating the sweet and greasy feeling brought by mayonnaise.

"How about it?"

"It's super delicious!" Buried Doma praised generously: "Is this fruit sushi? What's in it? It tastes great."

Yukimura Seichi smiled slightly, hiding his merit and fame.

It wasn't fruit at all, but the radish he fished out of the pot of soup. It wasn't cooked anyway, so it could just be eaten as an ingredient in sushi. There are no bad ingredients, only bad cooking skills and Bad cook.

After all, it was Doma's heart for him. Although he didn't do it well, he had to find a way to deal with it properly. It would be good to make sushi.

"Jingshi, you are really good. Not only can you play tennis very well, but you are also so familiar with cooking. Compared with me, I can't do well in many places. Even though I am so much older than you, I can't It's really embarrassing to take care of you, but to be taken care of by you..."

The more she talked, the more ashamed she felt. She felt that she not only lived in other people's houses, but also ate them, slept in them, and bullied them. One day, if I leave my brother, I will be so stupid that I can't do anything well.

Yukimura Seiichi didn't like her mentioning her age very much. For him, age sometimes didn't prove or represent anything at all, but when Mimi said it, it was like creating an insurmountable bar between them.

There is nothing good about those seniors. Except for his age and experience, Yukimura Seiichi has nothing to compare with them. He can even be more considerate and gentle. He can do what others can do, and he can do what others cannot. more capable.

"It should be a matter of course for boys to take care of girls. You don't have to think too much about it, Xiaobu. As for the bento... If you like the bento I prepared for you, then it's the best thing."

She nodded grumpily: "But your body is not well yet, will you feel tired after doing so many things, I originally wanted to give you—"

Doma kept her mouth shut, she was really embarrassed to say that she planned to make that pot of soup for him, although she had good intentions, but that strange pot of soup didn’t look kind at all, even though she didn’t I turned off the fire in time to taste it, but I took it for granted that the soup must not taste good.

However, I always felt that there was something strange about him, so Tujian laughed a few times. According to common sense, shouldn't it be girls who prepare bento for boys?

"Anyway, I'm also a tennis player, and my physical fitness isn't that bad," Seiichi Yukimura smiled meaningfully: "Maybe you'll find out in the future, anyway, it's just cooking for one meal, and you won't get sick from being tired." Come, there are also some vegetable salads here, I will pack them for you, remember to eat in time for noon."

It's so considerate... There is a black line on the forehead buried in Tuma, compared to her, she really doesn't have any female consciousness at all!

"Well, what about you, Jingshi, it would be boring to be alone at home, and you are sick, and your uncles and aunts have gone out, and no one at home takes care of you. I feel a little uneasy."

Yukimura Seichi's smile deepened. I don't know if it was because of her unintentional "home" or "worry". People's subconscious is always extremely sincere, and it reflects the true inner thoughts when they are caught off guard.

"What about me, although I asked for a leave of absence from school today, I still can't miss the training of the tennis club." Seeing the other party's disapproving eyes, he added in time: "Although I will not participate in actual combat practice today, but As for the guidance and supervision of my teammates, I still have to take a look, and helping them improve their physical skills is also what I, the minister, should do."

He deliberately searched the video of Pure Land of Bliss from the Internet, and found that the original version was three people dancing. Yukimura Seiichi felt that no matter what, he should not fight by himself, as the saying goes, a good brother is a good brother who shares weal and woe!He planned to go to the tennis club and pick a few with good figures, and everyone would go hand in hand and work together for the honor of Lihai University.

What an inspirational thing.

——What a conscientious and responsible minister, Doma Mi suddenly felt that the image of Yukimura Seichi was extremely tall.

She smiled and asked: "Then I woke up on the sofa, you were the one who rescued me from the kitchen."

"correct."

"Hehehe, thank you so much, Jingichi..."

Tu Jian suddenly raised his head, wanting to ask something, the last cautious test: "What did you look like when you saw me?"

Yukimura Seiichi didn't seem to understand the meaning of her words, and replied naturally: "You are like this now."

He asked back: "Could it be something else?"

Seemingly not being discovered, Doma buried a sigh of relief, and smiled big: "It's nothing, should we go?"

The author has something to say: My aunt lay dead on the train for more than 20 hours, and her standard has dropped a bit. Fortunately, she didn’t suffer from dysmenorrhea, but cross-province reading can’t afford it.

Have sympathy for the salted fish who have not saved their manuscripts, although it is not worthy of sympathy...

Ask for comments... Want motivation...

I'm useless

Because I entered the small black room before, although I came out soon, but the original list is gone... The collection is really heart-wrenching.

Secondly, many little angels said they didn’t see the car. Tell me, one is that I edited the article in time, and the other is that I really didn’t drive a serious car. T_T It’s obscene to do something to a 14-year-old boy, okay?

There are some bugs in the last few chapters, just ignore them if you see them, it will not affect the development of the plot, and catch them after the end