The cafeteria at this time is the busiest. After the last class, students from all the teaching fields flocked to the school cafeteria.
After a day of study and intense training, everyone was holding their plates like hungry wolves pouncing on food. Some of the ones who were a bit stocky even had a bit of laughter flowing from the corners of their mouths that they were not aware of.
The last class today did not arrange physical training, but a boring English class. Fujiwara Yu has lived overseas since he was a child, and English is naturally one of his mother tongue, so for him, listening to this kind of English class full of Japanese English is
Mental torture.
Kenji Hagiwara, who was standing at the front of the queue to get his meal, looked back at Yu Fujiwara behind him with a smile and congratulated:
"Congratulations to you, little Fujiwara, there is no fish dish you hate tonight."
After hearing these words, Fujiwara Yu couldn't help hugging the tray in his hand, and walked up to the aunt in the cafeteria with great expectation. After seeing the green patches, his face couldn't help but turn bad.
There is indeed no fish dish today, but there is bitter melon which is second only to fish dish.
"Hello, please give me one teriyaki chicken leg, one tamagoyaki and pork miso soup, thank you."
“Don’t you want bitter melon served cold? It tastes very refreshing and soothing!”
"I do not need it, thank you."
Fujiwara Yu didn't think that bitter melon was a refreshing thing to relieve tiredness. He only knew that bitter melon was very bitter and unpalatable. He carried the tray and walked towards Matsuda Jinpei who was already eating. After sitting down in a different position, he couldn't help but said:
"I remember the curry you had for dinner yesterday and lunch today, right?"
Matsuda Jinpei scooped up a large spoonful of curry and put it into his mouth, speaking incoherently:
"Curry is the most convenient and delicious dish in the world, so how can you get tired of it?"
Although Fujiwara Yu agreed with the first half of the sentence, he still disagreed with the second half. Any delicious food will become boring after eating it for a long time. His eyes fell on the curry sauce at the corner of Matsuda's mouth, and he was about to fumble for the handkerchief and hand it to him when he saw Hagiwara
Kenji took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of Matsuda's mouth naturally.
"Xiao Zhenping, you have such a handsome face, don't ruin it."
"You, what are you doing!"
Hagiwara Kenji saw that his little tame looked like a wild cat with fried fur, but the next second he saw him wiping the curry sauce from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said helplessly:
"What do you mean by wiping it like this?"
"You are really nosy."
Fujiwara Yu didn't expect that the relationship between the two people would be so close. His eyes couldn't help but feel a little lonely, and he felt a trace of envy in his heart. It would be great if he also had a child, so that his childhood wouldn't be so boring.
Seeing Matsuda Jinpei trying to wipe his mouth with his sleeve, Fujiwara Yu, who loves cleanliness, couldn't stand it anymore and quickly handed him the handkerchief and said:
"Matsuda, at least cherish your police uniform. It's hard to clean with curry sauce!"
"That's right, Xiao Jinping, if you don't like to be clean, you will be disliked by girls~~"
"That's too much!"
Matsuda Jinpei angrily took the handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth clean. He didn't know whether he was stimulated by the phrase "being disliked by girls" or something, but he wiped the corners of his mouth red with such force.
"Fujiwara-san, can we sit next to you?"
Fujiwara Yu had just picked up his chopsticks and was about to add a piece of teriyaki chicken leg to his mouth when he heard the voice of a girl next to him. He looked at the five girls holding the plates and glanced at the side next to him.
There was only one spot left, and he said calmly:
"There is only one seat, why don't you just open another table?"
"That's right. Haha, then I won't disturb Fujiwara-san's meal."
The girl awkwardly urged the person next to her to eat at the table next to her. After witnessing all this, Jinpei Matsuda couldn't help but make fun of her, saying things like "I didn't expect you to be so popular."
"Little Fujiwara, it's easy for you not to catch up with girls like this. Boys should be more romantic and talkative!" Hagiwara Kenji shook his finger and said with a wink.
Fujiwara Yuu stared at his half-moon eyes and didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. He calmly put the teriyaki chicken thigh into his mouth. The soft and tender chicken thigh paired with the rich teriyaki sauce, the salty and sweet taste is always the best meal.
Tamagoyaki is also his favorite sweet dish. After one bite, you can taste a rich milky aroma, which must be pure milk. The most important thing is that the proportion of sugar is very good, and the control of the heat also successfully keeps the eggs tender and smooth.
, it seems that the chef in the cafeteria is quite good - he just always makes some dishes that he doesn't like.
As for the finishing pork miso soup, it is obviously not the work of the chef. The salt content is a bit high, and soy sauce should be added at the end of the cooking process, so the soup is not that mellow.
Fujiwara Yu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the assistant chef who was being scolded by the chef not far away. It seemed that the pork miso soup should be made by him. Ha, it seems that his little reasoning was not wrong.
It was precisely because he was carefully tasting the food that he managed to miss the scene of Morofushi Jingguang and Datehang discussing quietly next to him. Then Zhufu Jingguang took a sip of the miso soup and raised the topic with a smile.
road:
"Speaking of which, Fujiwara, you should be very popular in school, right? Are you the kind of popular male protagonist in comic books who often receives love letters?"
"You should have been in love before. Twenty years old is the age of youth." Fangtani Rei couldn't help but picture a figure in his mind. There was a bitter smile on his lips. He didn't know if she was doing well now.
good.
Fujiwara Yu, who has never lived in school, said that he is a transparent person in the class. As for love letters, it is even more impossible. He has zero experience in love and answered honestly:
"I have never received a love letter, nor have I been in love. I disappoint you."
"Uh-huh? Really or not?!" Idahang showed a surprised expression and frowned: "Damn it, what a misstep, a week's worth of bread will be taken away from me."
"Bread?" Fujiwara Yu blinked twice, a little confused about whether he was in love or not and what fried noodles bread had to do with it. But soon he noticed a smile on Morofuku Jingguang's face, and couldn't help but glared: "Hey, you two
You don’t know how to place bets.”
As the referee, Rei Fukutani smiled and said:
"Yes, I bet on whether you have ever been in love. If you lose, you have to buy bread for the other party for a week. Hiro prefers butter bread. Monitor, don't buy the wrong one then."
Fujiwara Yu wanted to complain that they all looked like singles, but in the end he chose to eat quietly and finish quickly to get away from them and go make a phone call. He didn't know if Saito Masami would be upset because she didn't reply to the text message.
angry.
Hagiwara Kenji, who was immersed in cooking, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked at Matsuda Jinpei and said:
"Xiao Zhenping, I remember you have to clean the bathhouse today, right?"
"...Damn, I forgot about this, but I have to clean the whole building's bathhouse!"