[Comprehensive] Son of God, come to the bowl

I never found out that my minister turned out to have the attributes of a human face and a beast heart!

Seeing that Masaharu Nioh could become buried in Doma, Seiichi Yukimura seemed to have found the key to open the door to the new world. He didn't have any intention of hiding it, and waited for Masaharu Nioh to speak.

Nioh Masaharu pinched his throat in aggrieved voice, "Seiki Oni Sauce..."

He really doesn't want to ntr his own minister!

"Wow, Nioh, you have the ability to disguise us as AKB48," Fumta Marui suddenly appeared from nowhere, wrapped around Masaharu Nioh like an octopus: "I want Mai—— Mai elder sister!"

"Let me complain, you already belong to the line of the protagonist of the Stealing Next Door Movement," Nioh Masaharu changed back to his own appearance, and angrily slapped him off his body: "Don't dream, what kind of love hug do you learn from Kikumaru?" Hug, when I think of a big man doing such strange things to my appearance, I feel bad..."

Fumta Marui was very dissatisfied: "Hey, it's too much, how about you play one-on-one with me one-on-one, and if you lose, you can act like sister Mai and act like a spoiled child to me, how about it?"

"don't want--"

"If you have any physical needs, buy a 'beep--' to solve it. Don't extend the clutches of evil to your teammates who get along day and night. Wouldn't you feel guilty if you did that?"

Masaharu Nioh walked towards his partner Yagyu Hiroshi head-on, and looked at him with firm eyes: "Partner, you will guard my integrity."

"……roll."

***

Why didn't anyone tell me that the second class today is home economics class!Doma Bui encountered such a thing without any precautions at all. The worst thing is that there is no human*wife attribute like Ebina's famous Cai Cai around him who can help cook to cover up the past.

Looking at Rei Kojima, who stepped on the dwarf to almost reach the cooking table because of her lack of height, Suzuki Ankana, who smiled at the green onion in her hand, and Kiko Sasaki, who was chopping the chopping board with a kitchen knife.

No matter how you look at it, this trio doesn't look like they can cook, but now is not the time to worry about them, and Doma looks worried at the iron pot on the stove.

I usually struggle to make a dessert, let alone now I have to do it for real, what kind of stir-fry, save money to buy, look at the entire tomato, cucumber, eggplant, big root, and staple foods such as meat and flour on the chopping board , Doma was at a loss, not knowing how to match them, nor how to deal with them.

Make the simplest volcanic snow...

No, any fool can see that it is fooling the teacher. Although the name sounds nice, it is just tomatoes mixed with white sugar, okay?

"Have you figured out what to do?"

Sasaki touched his chin and leaned over to look at her, with bright eyes: "Is it traditional Japanese food or French food? Is it... Chinese food? Seeing how confident you are, you don't have to worry... bury I’m really looking forward to Jiang’s culinary skills, and the things made by my cooking skills are barely edible.”

Being praised like this, Domabuki felt a lot of pressure on her body. Although she was very happy that her friend trusted her, this kind of praise without factual basis would only embarrass her.

Doma buried an apologetic smile: "Actually, my cooking skills are very average, maybe even bad, and I usually only cook desserts and other small foods. After all, everyone in Arayada Middle School has requirements for housekeeping. It's not very high... So, I don't know how to do it better."

"In short, let Sasaki-chan disappoint you, I'm really sorry," Doma buried his hands helplessly, looking at the table full of fruits and vegetables, worried: "Speaking of which, today's theme is green and innovation, so what should be done? Does it look better?"

"Ha, it turns out that there are still things you don't know about buried sauce," Nozomi Sasaki approached aggressively, "It's really a rare thing."

Tu Jianbu couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm not a god, how can I know everything."

After she finished speaking, she herself was relieved, and it felt much better to tell the truth than to hide her true side when she didn't know how to do it. A lie needs thousands of lies to level its pit.

Although it also belongs to the side of her pursuit of perfection, the problem is that she always feels guilty when facing the absolutely sincere eyes of her friends, and at the same time she feels a little guilty.

"Actually, Koizumi Ryu is the best in this class," Sasaki sighed half unwillingly and half earnestly: "The dishes she cooks are really delicious, maybe it's really related to talent, this kind of thing."

Doma buried her with a vigorous smile: "You can't make anything in a day if you just say it with your mouth. It's better to boldly move your hands and see if there are any surprises. Even if it doesn't taste good, it's a novel experience."

"you're right!"

Sasaki picked up the kitchen knife and began to cut the cabbage: "I'll make a simple vegetable salad first, cut the vegetables and put the salad dressing on it and then mix it... If it doesn't work, it won't taste bad, at least Can lay a foundation."

Yup!

salad!

Such a simple dish, why didn't she think of it!

But now that this dish has been ordered by Sasaki, she can't follow him to make this dish right away, but this dish is so simple to make, where can she find a second such simple dish?

Kojima Ling quickly sliced ​​the meat with a knife, and the fish meat was completely removed from the bones, leaving only the fish meat. The white and crystal-clear fish meat was processed into sashimi, and placed on the plate in a very artistic way, which looked quite attractive appetite.

"Is Kojima-chan going to make fish sashimi? Such a difficult dish...isn't even number one, then Koizumi, how good it must be..."

Sasaki conveniently picked up a piece of fish from Rei Kojima's cutting board and stuffed it into the mouth buried in the soil. He only licked it with his tongue. The cold fish was like an ice cube. Once it entered the mouth, it became invisible. With the taste on the tip of the tongue The upper part gradually melted, and Tu Jian buried his face stiff, wanting to vomit but dare not vomit it out.

After taking a sip of Shuitujianbu, he quickly swallowed what was in his mouth. The sweet taste still lingered in his mouth for a long time: "Why is it so sweet... It feels like it's going to make my teeth fall out of sweetness, I can't even eat it What does it smell like?"

Sasaki's usual explanation: "Because their family is a sweet tooth, especially Kojima and his cousin Uenotsuka Mitsukuni, the two of them wish they could sleep on a bed made of desserts. What happened, she had already marinated it in sugar water."

It's scary, although Tu Jianbu is also a snack lover, he has not yet reached this level of obsession.

Suzuki Xinghuayin picked up a chopstick of the dish she made herself, and fed it into Doma's mouth: "Try it, how does it taste? If it's too salty, I'll process it again."

"The taste is just right, Suzuki-chan, what you cook really feels like home!"

What Suzuki Xinghuayin prepared was roasted eggplant, stir-fried shredded potatoes and miso soup with radish and seaweed. It was all vegetables, and there was no meat.

"It's good if you think it's good, but I'm still old. At most, I can only fit the topic, but I can't make any innovations, so the home economics assessment scores are just like that," Suzuki Xinghuayin showed no regrets on her face, smiling Doma Bumi began to feed him: "I ate too much breakfast in the morning, and I can only make a bento and save it for lunch for the extra homework homework later."

"By the way, Xiaobu, have you decided what to cook? After all, you don't have much time left. If you don't cook, you may fail?"

The assessment standard for this home economics class is to complete it independently. Although several people are quite concerned about the progress of the soil burial, they never ask for help.

Buried in Doma held up a cucumber with firm determination, and then broke it into two pieces, Sasaki suddenly felt pain in his phantom limb.

"Maybe the taste will be terrible, but I absolutely can't give up like this... I have to work hard, let the people who taste my cooking feel the sincerity contained in the cooking, this is the true meaning of cooking!"

The three of them took a step back in fright from the blazing fire that suddenly ignited on her body: "Yes... right..."

……

Although he has mastered the true meaning of cooking, he still can't cook a pot of dishes. This is the conclusion that Bui Doma came to after struggling for a long time.

In the end, she could only roll up her sleeves and act recklessly. Since she couldn’t achieve excellent taste, she could only start with creativity. How to make dishes that are refreshing and eye-catching is also quite a challenge.

The teacher standing in the middle of the home economics room announced: "It's time!"

"I have done--"

Almost at the same time, Bumi Doma put his creative dishes on the plate, and Sasaki and the others were all sweating for Bumi Doma.

The teacher said: "Then now is the moment of grading that everyone is looking forward to, let me first taste from Koizumi-san!"

Using chopsticks to wrap a long section of elastic noodles, the noodles are green, probably mixed with vegetable juice when kneading the noodles, the home economics teacher put the noodles into his mouth devoutly, and then fell silent.

"Why, this vegetable noodles are so elastic?" He started the bragging mode with an aria-like recitation: "I have never seen the noodle's q bomb in my life, and it will be thrown to the teeth after a bite! It seems like some markets The freshly caught octopus is still wriggling in its mouth... and the incomparable aroma of vegetables in it makes me feel like I'm in the spring season when everything is revived and flowers are blooming, and the gentle wind blows gently across my cheeks..."

The author has something to say:

Crab crab milk, my little angel with a sip of nutrient solution

The blood bar has been cleared to zero after the exam today... I don’t know if you have the feeling that you remember everything before the exam, but when you pick up the pen at the beginning, you find that you are the same as Zhang Wuji

Zhang Sanfeng: Wuji, how much do you remember?

Zhang Wuji: Grand Master, I have completely forgotten about it!

...is the sauce

I wanted to finish it earlier, but as soon as I finished the exam in the morning, I played Touken Ranbu slack for a long time in the afternoon.

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