Chapter 126, Hmm
"Please help me peel and devein the shrimps, and then wash the vegetables."

"Hmm~" Utsunomiya Shuo walked forward, turned on the faucet and started working.

Meanwhile, from Zero's side, the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board could be heard.

It only took a few seconds for the "ton ton ton" noise to stop.

Ling held the knife in one hand and moved the cut potatoes on the chopping board to one side, then threw them diagonally upwards - all the potatoes fell onto the knife, and then he cut them into a plate for later use.

At the same time, she wordlessly extended a hand toward Zhuo.

A handful of washed green onions was placed in the palm of her hand.

The "ton ton ton" sound was heard again.

This process continues in a loop without any dialogue.

Since the "member exchange" thing was just a joke, Jin is still a member of the team.

He stood behind the two of them, looking at their backs and watching everything.

Then start mixing the ingredients from scratch.

She held out her hand as she cracked the eggs with one hand, straining out only the egg white.

"that."

She said it without any intonation.

"Oh."

Zhuo responded weakly.

Then put the spices in her palm.

"that."

"Oh."

This time it's soy sauce.

"Inside."

"Oh."

This time it's black pepper...

So why is it black pepper?

The bystander - Kiritani Jin roared in his heart, and the curiosity in his chest felt like a worm crawling inside his body.

I know you know each other, and you can distinguish "that" from "that one", and I can barely understand it... but what is the difference between "that" and "that"! ? ! Romanov's intonation is exactly the same!
And Zhuo, when did you master these skills? Why were you only responsible for eating in the past home cooking classes?
As expected, you are the bad boy who is secretly inward-looking, right?

There were only two people working in the three-person team. Even if Ren wanted to help, he couldn't find any way to start. He couldn't find where he was needed and could only watch and act as a spectator.

Having said that, in fact, there is only Zero who is actually working.

Soon, Zhuo Neng's work was completed.

The rest will be done by Chef Romanov.

After Zhuo washed his hands with the faucet, he quietly stepped aside.

Then I felt a bump on my shoulder, followed by Ren's resentful questioning.

"When did you master these skills? Why didn't you have them before? Tell me now!"

"emmmm..."

"Don't think about deceiving the masses. Look around you, you who defy fate."

His tone was as if the leader was judging the pagans on the cross.

Zhuo turned his head and looked around. Wherever his sight reached, he met countless pairs of surprised and angry eyes. The dividing line between surprise and anger was gender. Almost all the girls were surprised, and of course there were some angry ones; the boys were different. They all looked as if they wanted to rush up and tear him apart.

The front is united.

Zhuo silently retracted his gaze, "Now I say that you have recognized the wrong person. In fact, I am Utsunomiya Zhuo's half-twin brother - Utsunomiya Hunzhuo... Is it too late?"

"What do you think?"

Ren's face was very close, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

As we were talking, the crackling sound of the frying pan on the workbench had temporarily stopped.

Ling turned around with the tray in one hand, walked up to Zhuo as if no one was around, and handed it to him.

On the plate was large shrimp tempura, prepared for two per person, a total of six. There was also a circle of pumpkin tempura placed around it, which was not part of the home cooking class, but was left to Zero's free play. The pumpkin tempura was filled with a lot of spinach and chopped green onions, and was embellished with fan-shaped fish cakes, which was also refreshing.

In addition, because Zhuo has always had a different habit from the Japanese, Ling did not pour sauce on the tempura, so it tastes crispier and fragrant.

So much so that Zhuo forgot that he was under the gaze of countless people and was not at home.

Without any polite words, Zhuo picked up a large piece of shrimp tempura with two fingers and put it into his mouth. It was crunchy.

"very delicious."

After hearing what Zhuo said, Ling turned around and went back to continue preparing the rest of the food.

“…I say…”

Ren's voice woke Zhuo up, and he was just about to put the second piece of tempura into his mouth, "There's also a portion for you."

Ren was a little dumbfounded: "Do you know what you look like now? Is this the buddy you told me about? Clean and innocent? That attitude already makes you look like a wife!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Zero can hear it.

However, Ren misunderstood his meaning. He might have thought that people around him would hear him, so he wanted to stop him from speaking.

Just as Zhuo was about to grab him by the collar, he escaped.

"Are you really ready to make enemies with all the boys and some of the girls in the school?"

"That's not funny at all."

Zhuo was really afraid that if he continued talking, Ling would turn around and punch him in the kidney.

However, Ren couldn't understand what he meant: "Although I wanted to say it was a joke, but look carefully, this is what it looks like objectively!"

really.

At this time, Ling turned around again, silently placed a small plate of dipping sauce in Zhuo's other hand, and rarely took the initiative to speak to other people.

"Please use."

She looked at Kiritani Jin and said.

Still no tone.

Then return again.

There is no doubt that she must have heard it, but she didn't cut off Ren's kidney. How merciful!
She did not show any sign of wavering in the face of Utsunomiya Shuo's rudeness or the frequent thanks and understanding from the Japanese people.

Ren, on the other hand, was subtly flustered.

"…Thank you, thank you. Thank you for your help."

Perhaps Zero's words as the "master" forced Ren to taste the tempura, so he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, and then immediately picked up the other piece that belonged to him.

"Hey, is this the food you can eat every day at noon? It's so lucky..."

"Thanks for the hospitality."

However, Zero seemed to be 'deaf' again and did not respond.

There were only two pieces of large shrimp tempura per person, and Zhuo Heren had already eaten his portion.

However, Zhuo still picked up one of the remaining two pieces and put it into his mouth with miso soup.

The flavor of the soup stock and miso that makes your face relax and feel at ease is irresistible. Even though I eat it every day and the ingredients today seem to be a little worse, I still never get tired of it.

I don’t know if Ling has this awareness, but she never says anything.

“Ha, delicious.”

"Hey, that's Romanov's, right? Why did you eat it?" Ren reminded carefully, as if he was afraid that the people around him would hear it and arouse their anger.

"Hmm..." Zhuo swallowed the residue in his mouth and glanced at Ling's busy back, "I think she won't mind."

"This is a matter of etiquette, and how can you--"

"Ah."

Ren was halfway through his words when he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from behind, and he couldn't say any more.

…So Zhuo quickly ate the last piece.

　I stayed up for 36 hours without sleeping and finally adjusted my work and rest schedule.

　　I will resume updating tomorrow... although I have to go to work.

　　Let’s stop here for today. I can’t take it anymore. I’m going to sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)