Kitahara Shuji had just returned the clothes, daily necessities and books he had brought to Kansai to their original places when he heard a faint siren sound.
He was a little strange, so he quickly walked over, opened the attic door and looked down, and found that the smoke alarm in the corridor on the second floor was flashing blue and beeping.
Is this a fire?
His heart tightened and he jumped down from the attic. At this time, Haruna's door also opened. She also heard the sound of the smoke alarm and hurried to the corridor to check - it may not be a fire. Sometimes this home uses
Fire alarms will beep randomly even if their batteries are running out of power, but of course you need to check the whole house before you can rest assured.
Kitahara Shuji was about to ask her to look around, but his pupils shrank suddenly. Why are you wearing a maid outfit? Are you doing cosplay in your room? I really didn't notice that you had this kind of hobby before. Could it be that you are a legendary otaku?
female?
I didn’t expect you to be such a Haruna!
Haruna looked at him calmly for a while, then looked down at the maid uniform she was wearing. She remained silent for a moment without explaining, but just said: "Onisan, please go to the first floor and have a look. I'll call Xia Zhi and the others first."
stand up."
It doesn't seem like there's anything big going on at the moment, but it's obviously not time to go to sleep. We have to gather the kids together first just in case.
"Okay!" Kitahara Shuji didn't say much or ask. Playing cosplay is a personal hobby. Family members can do whatever they like in their own rooms. It's absolutely private and cannot be controlled by parents, let alone him. But
As soon as he turned half around, the door of Natsori and Natsusa's room was suddenly kicked open, and these two little guys rushed out dragging Akitarou's disheveled hair, and shouted: "There's a fire, run!"
The two people were in a daze. When they heard the sound of the fire alarm, they got up and ran, and they ran very fast. As soon as Haruna turned around, they pushed her out and flew out, while Natsori Natsusa dragged Akitarou and fell down.
People jumped on their backs - Haruna and Natsori Natsusa's rooms were next to each other, and they bumped into each other when they opened the door.
Kitahara Hideji was startled, and quickly stepped forward to help Haruna up, and shouted to Natsori Natsusa: "Don't panic, there will be no danger."
This is the second floor. Even if there is a fire, there will be no danger. Just jump out and it will be over.
Haruna leaned in his arms and pushed him gently, and said calmly: "I will take care of them. Onisang will go to the kitchen first, where something is most likely to happen."
"Okay!" Kitahara Shuji helped Haruna up and turned around to leave. However, he hesitated and turned back to help her straighten the lace bow on the neckline. He also smiled and said: "Next time, tie a double-buttoned bow so that it is symmetrical.
It just looks better... This dress is very beautiful, and I have good taste."
He has always thought that Haruna has a good personality, but is a little too cold. She moves silently and likes to observe others. Sometimes she is like a little ghost girl - put her in white pajamas and put her on the TV to make her a junior high school version.
Sadako, it’s nice to have a hobby now, even cosplay, maybe I can find some friends with similar interests!
Besides, this dress is really pretty.
Kitahara Shuji was thinking wildly and quickly went downstairs. He smelled the smell and entered the lobby. He found that there was indeed thick smoke billowing in the semi-open kitchen, and Fuyumi was holding a fire extinguisher and spraying it on the stove.
There really was a fire! Fortunately, everyone at home was here, otherwise the house would have been burned down and the loss would have been huge!
Kitahara Shuji hurried over to help, but the fire was not big at all and was completely suppressed almost instantly. However, the smoke was extremely thick, and Fuyumi's face was smoked black and white. She covered her forehead with one hand and her eyes were swollen.
Taozi was in a state of distress, and her body was covered with dry powder, making her extremely embarrassed. Hideji Kitahara scanned around to confirm that there was no open flame, and asked Fuyumi: "What's going on? Are you injured?"
Fuyumi pursed her lips tightly, with two small pear dimples exposed on her cheeks and remained silent. At this time, Haruna also arrived and quickly ran over to support Fuyumi: "Sister, are you okay?"
Fuyumi opened her mouth depressedly, but suddenly started coughing. Kitahara Shuji suspected that she had choked on the cigarette, and quickly ordered: "Take her to drink some water first, wash her face, and check if she is injured."
Haruna quickly said hello, and Natsori Natsusa, who was guarding Akitaro in the corridor to observe the situation, also ran over. The three of them ignored Fuyumi's coughing and waved her hands to refuse, picked her up and left - these four guys looked about the same height,
Fuyumi's pet Hatori appeared out of nowhere and followed closely behind.
They left. Kitahara Hideji heard a knock on the door at this time. He quickly went over to open the door and took a look. He found that it was a uniformed police officer and someone from the Commercial Street Autonomous Committee nearby. They did not come together. The community police happened to meet them while patrolling on foot.
When we arrived, the people from the Autonomous Committee discovered that there was an automatic fire alarm in the Chunwei House and came to verify it.
Kitahara Hideji quickly thanked him and said that it was just a small accident in the kitchen that triggered the smoke sensor in the residential area. I was really sorry to make everyone run away. The people who came did not go into details, but just reminded them to pay attention to the day.
After the common fire was safe, everyone left again, and Hideji Kitahara returned to the kitchen to check the situation carefully.
He took a brief look and found that it seemed that someone wanted to roast beef but the beef had caught fire. The grill was burned black. Nothing else was important. Then he looked at the kitchen where it was not affected and found that
The condiments are staggered here and there, the cutting board is covered with messy ingredients, the faucet is not tightened, and the water line is still dripping, and the ground is covered in white - this place is a bit like the tanuki monster in Japanese mythology that has just finished its troubles.
place.
He frowned when he saw it, and found that there were two more pots on the stove. He couldn't help but lift the lid to see what they were, but as soon as he lifted the lid, a burst of hot air spurted out, almost killing someone like him who had experienced it for a long time.
All the strong men were defeated.
He couldn't help but take a big step back, what the hell is this? Super murderous dark cuisine?
He pulled a towel and wrapped it around his mouth and nose with one hand. Then he took a long-handled spoon and stirred it from a distance. He found that the smell was stronger. It didn't mean it was smelly, it was probably fishy or smelly.
, plant rot and other smells are carefully seasoned to form a double-killing olfactory effect, which is a taste that is difficult to describe.
To put it simply, it feels like three-year-old salted fish, weasel and skunk stewed in one pot!
He picked at it twice, but couldn't see what it was at all. He couldn't help but be a little distracted - the little carrot head would not have embarked on a criminal path, and killed a person when he went to Kansai to participate in the Koshien competition. As a result,
She has been secretly processing it in order to destroy the corpse and eliminate traces, but she came back too early and didn't finish it. Is this the last remaining part?
It’s not surprising that he thinks so. In fact, this food is really unlike anything that can be found in the human world. It is very reminiscent of some horror movies, such as human flesh barbecued pork buns, human head viscera soup, and the heat treatment scene where DNA evidence is destroyed after a crime.
However, he was distracted for a moment and then put away the distracting thoughts in his mind. It was obviously impossible to kill someone. Fuyumi was a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person who regarded the family reputation as life. It was impossible to do anything illegal. Moreover, he felt a little short of breath, so he quickly
The lid was closed again, and he looked at the long-handled spoon in his hand, and threw it into the trash can without hesitation - it's over, I can't have this pot, spoon, etc., I can't allow myself to use these anymore.
Kitchen utensils.
He didn't clean up the kitchen either. Although it looked very disturbing, he still didn't know how the little carrot head was doing, so he had to go check on her first. He rushed to the public activity room and found that Fuyumi had already washed her face.
He was sitting there on his knees and huddled into a small ball, crying.
He quickly asked with concern: "Are you injured? Is it okay?"
Fuyumi completely lost her usual energy. She sat there with her head lowered and didn't say a word. It was as if she was waiting to be beheaded. She just wiped her tears with the back of her hand - the food was not cooked and the kitchen was burned down. She was so embarrassed.
I'm dead, I really want to die.
Kitahara Shuji asked her several times but she didn't answer. Haruna gently leaned into his ear and explained: "Onisan, eldest sister wants to make soup and make some food for you. Maybe she is not used to using the kitchen utensils at home.
I didn’t control the heat properly, so I burned down the kitchen..."
Kitahara Shuji's heart softened, and he quickly said softly to Fuyumi: "The kitchen doesn't matter, just clean it up."
Fuyumi still lowered her head and said nothing. Kitahara Shuji tried to persuade her a few times but kept silent. She didn't understand anymore and looked at Haruna again. Haruna could only explain to him again: "The eldest sister is not familiar with the seasonings at home. She
It seems like I drank a little mountain root essential oil.”
"How much is...a little drink?" Kitahara Shuji was startled. That thing is only used in some special dishes. It is super spicy. Generally, only one drop is used in a pot of soup. Why is that? Don't talk about that stuff.
, who would drink normal vegetable oil?
Haruna didn't know what her eldest sister was thinking at that time, and her voice was as thin as an ant: "It seems like she drank a small dish."
Kitahara Shuji understood, no wonder he didn't want to speak. He was so hot that he couldn't speak, and his throat would definitely hurt when he spoke. He looked at Fuyumi sitting there with her head lowered, with a really helpless look on her face - this was her little carrot-headed girlfriend getting smaller.
I have a mute girlfriend.
He quickly took Fuyumi's hand and used the [Look, Hear, Ask, and Cut] skill to check, and found that it was his throat and stomach that had been strongly stimulated. It was fine, but he was still a little worried. He asked Fuyumi softly to open her mouth and show it to him, but
Fuyumi lowered her head and refused to pick it up. After coaxing her for a long time, Fuyumi reluctantly raised her head, but Hideji Kitahara was surprised to find that her originally neat and neat seam had curled up into a small piece, probably because of the flames.
For a moment.
You shouldn't laugh, it's immoral to laugh now, but Kitahara Shuji saw that Fuyumi's hair was curled up in front of her forehead, her crescent eyes were swollen, her thin eyebrows were stretched, her little nose was red, and her eyes were swollen.
With her pouty mouth and her face as big as a palm, she looked like an aggrieved little puppy. I really couldn't help it.
Fuyumi saw the corners of his lips rising and falling, obviously wanting to laugh. She stretched out her hand and grabbed his collar. She opened her mouth and her throat was too painful to curse, but she couldn't help but burst into tears again - her girlfriend thought
Cooking for you is all sincere, but now that you have suffered such a big loss, you can still laugh! Do you still have any humanity?!
"I'm not laughing!" Kitahara Shuci was very familiar with her and knew what she wanted to do. He quickly held down her head to prevent her from standing up and not letting her pounce on her.
Haruna also hugged Fuyumi quickly: "Sister, don't do this."
Fuyumi was really angry. She already felt extremely embarrassed, but now Kitahara Shuji still wanted to laugh. This was absolutely unbearable, and she wanted her boyfriend to beat her up too. She insisted on fighting with Kitahara Shuji. But at this time, the person in the activity room
As soon as the door was opened, Xueli came in happily, wiping her hair and laughing: "It feels so comfortable after taking a bath!"
Kitahara Shuji pressed Fuyumi and turned to look at her, feeling quite speechless - he had completely forgotten about these idiots, but did you still insist on taking a bath when there was a fire at home?
Yukiri came in and took a look at the room, and found that Kitahara Shuci was pressing Fuyumi, and Fuyumi was holding Kitahara Shuci's collar. She couldn't help but wonder: "Ah? What happened?"
Xia Zhi and Xia Sha were hiding aside and gloating about the misfortune. They laughed together when they heard the sound: "Second sister, the eldest sister cooked the soup herself!"
I have long said that my eldest sister is not marriage material, but no one believes it. Now it seems that we both have the foresight. She is so smart - so awesome. She burned down the kitchen while cooking soup. It will be a stain for her life. At least she can laugh at her for sixty years.
Year!
"Have you cooked the soup?" Xueli touched her belly and felt refreshed. After taking a bath, she needed to replenish water, and a bowl of hot soup was just right! She turned around and ran quickly to the kitchen, "I'll help everyone with the soup!"
"Don't go, Yukiri!" Hideji Kitahara yelled quickly. It was definitely Huangquan soup. A sip of it will never be reborn, but Yukiri had already run away. A moment later, a shout came from outside: "Ah?!
What kind of soup is this? Sister, have you stewed a pot of shit?"
"Hahaha, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard!" Natsori Natsusa collapsed with laughter. Fuyumi trembled all over. She opened Kitahara Shuji's hand, got up and rushed out of the activity room - I can't