They Gather Here

A bunch of scheming girls.

Luo Zhen turned over, got out from the warm blanket, and then covered the clothes in front of Chitanda.

Perhaps because she was used to seeing him halfway, the girl was not flustered at all, and like a wife, she took the initiative to come over to help smooth the hem and neckline of her clothes.

With some help, the clothes were quickly put on, and the two went out together, reuniting with three other girls.

Then, Luo Zhen knew why Hiratsuka Shizuka had to wake herself up.

The next day's activity is a picnic.

Of course, for elementary school students, it is impossible to use local materials, and they are all arranged by the teacher, and then they start to make.

Under normal circumstances, the fifth grade will have the so-called "family cooking class" -

The child announced early in the morning that he would handle lunch and dinner by himself. After purchasing the ingredients, he wrote down the cooking steps he searched on the Internet in a notebook, and cooked while reading.

Pasta, croquettes, mochi, and omelettes are all dishes.

Therefore, today's menu has become the top priority.

Several teachers are discussing.

……

"It can't be too complicated, it should be simple and easy to do."

"It should still be like the beef risotto, with a Japanese style, and let the students learn some knowledge."

"Japanese potato salad, miso soup, sushi rolls?"

“Sushi not suitable.”

……

Several people were in trouble.

Shizuka Hiratsuka was smoking a cigarette in hiding, her eyes were a little red, it should be the sequelae of staying up late, but her mental condition is very good.

When she saw Luo Zhen coming, she immediately waved: "Chef, I need your help."

Luo Zhen was a little embarrassed to be called that in public.

He walked over with his head down: "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Jing Keai asked, "What do you think about today's menu?"

"Is it to be entertaining and educational?"

"Entertainment... er... what a clever idiom, why are you better than me, a Chinese teacher?"

"Well……"

"Forget it, stop joking with you, let's talk business."

"I think both Japanese potato salad and miso soup are good. The former is a typical western food, so-called fusion of Western and Japanese cuisine. The latter is traditional Japanese food, which is also very good."

"Lack of staple food."

"My suggestion is oyakodon."

Oyakodon is a rice bowl served with chicken, eggs, onions, etc. covered.

This dish was born in the Meiji period and has a history of more than 100 years. It is the ancestor of Japanese rice bowls. Among them, "kin" represents chicken, and "ko" represents eggs. Seeing the relationship between the two materials, it is not difficult to understand why Name this dish Oyakodon.

The most important thing is that the method is simple and suitable for one person to start a partnership.

As for the metaphorical meaning of "parent-child bowl"... ahem... I won't discuss it here.

Luo Zhen explained the reason.

Shizuka Hiratsuka seemed to be very satisfied with the fact that "the ancestor of Japanese rice bowl", so she went to a few elementary school teachers to discuss, and the menu was decided.

Next, the picnic officially began.

In the open space behind the On no host building, elementary school students were gathered together, and Shizuka Hiratsuka taught how to make a fire.

It is said to be "professor", but it is actually "guidance", and then the students will explore the correct method by themselves.

The charcoal basin has been set up, and everyone is gathering there, studying how to light the fire.

An elementary school student who had seen Echizen Ryoma make a fire volunteered to put the accelerant and crumpled newspaper under the pile of charcoal and ignite it.

It's a pity that the mountain wind is a bit strong, and the flames are getting smaller and smaller.

Yukinoshita commanded: "Everyone get together and gather up the charcoal basin."

Luo Zhen took over the conversation: "Then use a fan... I'll fuck it up, teacher, you... What kind of plane are you doing!?"

I saw that Jing Keai, like Echizen Ryoma, took cooking oil and poured it directly.

In an instant, a pillar of fire jumped up.

burn!burn! !burn! ! !

She gave an excited, twisted smile.

"When lighting the fire, I hate those couples chattering." Hiratsuka Jing turned her head and smiled at the two of them, "Oh, my mood has turned sour."

What a strong resentment!

Luo Zhen quickly and voluntarily put on the work gloves, picked up the fan, and fanned the wind "patter-patter".

In order to keep safe, one should take the initiative to do the dirty work. This is the consciousness of being born as a human being.

Shizuka Hiratsuka nodded in satisfaction.

Then, she turned around and ordered: "Chitanda, take the boys to prepare the fire; Sawamura...uh...forget it, Kato, take the girls to get the ingredients."

The fact that boys and girls are now divided into two groups should be out of some kind of resentment.

Is this really okay?

Although he thought so, Luo Zhen didn't dare to talk nonsense, and continued to immerse himself in making a fire.

The students all left, and Shizuka Hiratsuka hid in the shade to take a nap because she didn't sleep much yesterday.

For a while, there were only three people left on the scene.

It is mid-August now, and besides the fire again, Luo Zhen is inevitably sweating profusely.

Even so, seeing the black charcoal dyed red little by little, his mood gradually improved. The only trouble was that because of the excessive heat, sweat would flow down the brow bone and into the eyes from time to time.

"..."

Tap, tap, tap, fan × 1.

"..."

Tap, tap, tap, fan × 2.

Luo Zhen raised his head, trying to wipe his sweat with his work gloves, but happened to meet Ying Lili's gaze.

The four eyes meet, indicating that the girl has been staring at herself.

So what about Yukinoshita?

Just thinking about it like this, he felt a thorn in his back.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"It's nothing." They avoided answering in unison.

Immediately after...

"It's really all right~" I used the same perfunctory method again.

Obviously, the two girls did not expect such a tacit understanding.

They looked at each other, probably gave a slight "hum--" or "ts--" and turned their heads away.

The reason why I say "probably" is that the charcoal fire makes a "beep and peel" sound when it burns, which interferes with Luo Zhen's hearing.

He didn't stop what he was doing, but he peeked at the two girls behind him from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

The result was miserable——

"Hiss..." He quickly took off his gloves and rubbed his eyes, "Sweat has flowed in."

"Hey?" The two girls rushed forward together, "Which one?"

Yukinoshita had an extra handkerchief on her hand at some point, and Eriri's was wet wipes.

Is this already ready! ?

They looked like they finally had a place to use, and slowly approached, their red faces illuminated by the firelight were quite cute.

"Which one is it!?" They said in unison again.

"Left...left eye."

Yukinoshita: "Your side."

Ying Lili: "I'm sorry~"

It turned out that they were sulking about this kind of thing. It was an inexplicable competitive relationship.

The girl leaned over, stretched out her hand, and gently wiped Luo Zhen's forehead. Their faces were very close.

Tap, tap, tap, fan × 3.

Luo Zhen's hands were not idle, but his breathing was a little short, and his heart beat as fast as a drum.

Yukinoshita coughed lightly: "It's almost there."

Luo Zhen leaned back, and almost sent his hair into the charcoal basin and set it on fire.

"Be careful!" The girl grabbed him.

"Eh... um..."

"Your right eye isn't sweating?"

"No……"

"Ok?"

It's super scary!