The Pursuit Story of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Oh, barley tea, and rice balls, it should be left over from yesterday.

The rest is raw food, but now Daisuke doesn't have any time to cook at all.

shook his head,

Onigiri is onigiri,

At the moment when Daisuke stretched out his hand to get closer to the onigiri with distaste for his integrity,

A familiar middle-aged uncle's voice sounded in Daisuke's mind,

"Choose it!"

Chapter 27 This is how people are now, they start cooking while talking

Chapter 27 People are like this now, they start cooking while talking Chapter 27 People are like this now, they start cooking while talking Chapter 27

"Well, it's better to have rice balls than none, right? I just didn't eat enough in the restaurant with Mr. Hiratsuka."

I glanced at the few rice balls in the refrigerator,

Moreover, to be honest, the cooking skills of Zhanjouhara are not inferior to my own, and even a little bit better than my own. Even the most common and common rice balls, the pair of Zhanjouhara can almost be said to be omnipotent Under the slender hands, it will become a delicious human delicacy.

Alas, I actually like Zhanjouhara very much from the bottom of my heart. It can be said that the position of Zhanjougahara in my heart can be said to be quite important. After all, there are not many beautiful girls in the kitchen above and in the hall with such ingenuity. up.

After thinking about it carefully, Daisuke still shook his head helplessly.

Knew it,

I still really can't stop liking Senjougahara.

Even the usual little fights

Thinking like this, Daisuke stretched out his hand happily, and the moment he reached for the rice ball in the refrigerator,

The beating of the heart seemed to stop at that moment,

It seems that even the world and time have stopped turning,

At this moment, Daisuke heard a familiar voice that could no longer be familiar,

If it was really possible, Daisuke would rather pretend that he didn't hear the voice of the middle-aged uncle who ate too much mapo tofu that he hated from the bottom of his heart.

But then, the familiar tone came again,

"Choose it!"

"One, please make the most of all the ingredients in this refrigerator, and make a table of dishes that are no less than a full banquet. By the way, mapo tofu must be abnormally spicy, and there is no time limit. (Well, if If you can’t do the Manchu Banquet, please make four dishes and one soup within half an hour, and you must have mapo tofu. Remember, mapo tofu must be abnormally spicy.)”

"Second, cook yourself."

"..."

"..."

Compared with the boring option which is a bit long-winded and mentions twice that mapo tofu must be abnormal, the second option is concise and capable in every aspect.

After carefully listening to the so-called options twice, Daisuke, after confirming again and again, sadly discovered and understood that the other party was completely forcing himself to choose the first idea.

As if, hearing the sound of something cracking in his head, Daisuke really wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Boiling yourself is such a horrible thing, no matter what, please forgive Daisuke for really not being able to do it.

Well, compared to the second one, although the first one seems to be more demanding in terms of mapo tofu requirements, but coincidentally, the important ingredients for making mapo tofu are in the refrigerator of Zhan Zhanyuan’s family at the moment, and the tofu is still Yes, and if you use these ingredients in the refrigerator, you can make a good lunch.

But what made Daisuke a little confused was that today's option seemed a bit too normal.

normal,

a bit out of the ordinary...

Well, with a calm expression on Daisuke's face, he rolled up his sleeves, took out all the ingredients in the refrigerator, and put them on the chopping board.

He patted the table lightly, and an extremely sharp kitchen knife with a cold light fell from the sky. Daisuke caught the handle of the kitchen knife very skillfully.

Tilting his head, he held the kitchen knife in his hand, and smiled disdainfully at the corner of his mouth.

Behind him seemed to rise the phantom of a golden dragon,

"Today, I will let you this damn option see what is called an amateur five-duan in the culinary world!!!"

It seems that, unconsciously, Daisuke fell into a certain frenzy, and he seemed to have forgotten something important to his life,

However, within half an hour, the atmosphere in the kitchen of Zhanjohara’s house became incomparably fiery with Daisuke’s burning fighting spirit,

……

Wiping the sweat that flowed from his head because of the blue flame, Daisuke glanced at the dishes on the dining table with some satisfaction. tone.

In just half an hour, although it was not too short, it took Daisuke quite a lot of attention to prepare these dishes.

With his hands on his hips, the arrogant Daisuke didn't even have the apron on his body, and he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Well, ah ha ha ha, I am indeed a genius in the culinary world, well, please come and taste it—"

"..."

There is silence all around,

"hiss--"

oh——no! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Taking a deep breath, Daisuke was sweating profusely, covering his eyes with his hands.

What the hell was he doing just now!Is it difficult to understand because you are confused by the idea of ​​options?

That's the problem with people nowadays.

After talking, I started cooking...

Looking at the neatly arranged several pretty dishes on the dining table, Daisuke's face was also full of contradictions.

But in an instant, as if he noticed some strange signs,

Daisuke looked in the direction of Senjouhara's bedroom,

Doubts swirled in his heart,

It's been so long, think about it, Blade Heart should have come out no matter what, it's almost half an hour, think about it, no matter what, it should have come out.

A faint, usual voice came from behind,

"Are you looking for a little girl with long blonde hair? Daisuke."

"That's right, that's right, you know she's going to—" Daisuke, who was in doubt, nodded hurriedly, saying yes and turning his head at the same time. After seeing the purple figure, he didn't even think about it, and quickly Turned his head away.

The heartbeat increased, and the eardrums began to feel itchy.

Well,

It must be an illusion,

Must be an illusion...

I was dazzled, absolutely dazzled.

"Turn your head and look at me, Mr. Takami."

"Master Zhan Zhanyuan, when did you come back, you didn't tell me in advance, so that I could kneel at the entrance to welcome you back to the palace. Really, I was taken aback." Waving his hand, Daisuke turned around Turning his eyes towards Zhan Zhangyuan, he smiled ripplingly, and gently pinched his lips with his fingers.

"However—"

Daisuke's voice is very seductive and charming,

"Master Zhanzhanyuan, should we eat first? Or should we take a bath first? Or should we eat first—"

White light flashed in front of him without hesitation,

The dazzling light pierced Daisuke so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, but the next moment, looking at the expressionless Senjouhara in front of him, a small paper cutter suddenly appeared in his hand, and he just gently touched it in front of him. She swept it, and before Daisuke could react, she felt a few strands of hair from her temples falling from her head, looking extremely clean and fragile.

"Is that all you want to tell me?"

The voice was extremely dark in the empty living room, Daisuke couldn't tell what Senjogahara was thinking at the moment,

"Forgive me—"

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Senjouhara tilted his head and asked softly.

"My fault was-"

Daisuke was dumbfounded.

Yes indeed,

Where did I go wrong?

(ps: In the middle of writing, my train of thought was interrupted because of some things. If I was recalling, I couldn’t remember it. I will continue tomorrow.

Push the book, Ami's "City of Infinite Girls", very interesting novel, go -)

Chapter 28 Everything is still planned, probably

Chapter 28 Everything is still planned, maybe Chapter 28 Everything is still planned, maybe Chapter 28

"Let's not say whether you are wrong, Mr. Takami, I don't seem to have invited you to my house today. What are you doing in my house?"

Senjougahara didn't seem to want to let go of the weapon in his hand, and looked at Daisuke who was smiling dryly in his eyes without any fluctuation, and said coldly.

"Or should I call the police first? Mr. Takami."

"When did you come back? Why did you come back so fast, Master Zhan Zhanyuan didn't say hello in advance."

"I came in when you were making soup with excitement in the kitchen, and you seemed to have reached the point where you couldn't hear anyone's voice." Zhan Zhanyuan glanced at the dining table There was a lot of food on the table, and he turned his head back again.

"Recently, my physical condition seems to have completely returned to my normal weight, so the physical rehabilitation examination has naturally ended early. I originally wanted to go to your side after I came back, but it seems that there is no need to look now." The faint voice seemed to tell Daisuke his incomprehension.

"I handed over my spare key to you, Daisuke, not to mean that you can come to my house suddenly without my knowledge."

"This, this, Senjougahara, believe me, I am doing all this for you, please believe me." Daisuke said with a serious expression.

He was trying his best to make all these stories complicated, so complicated that Senjougahara didn't even have the mind to think about it.

"Well, forget it, although I don't know why you came here, after all, Mr. Takami is my lover in name now, and naturally I won't get mad at you, Daisuke, because of these trivial things, after all, I am a cheerful and tolerant person. Dadu is recognized as the perfect girlfriend, Daisuke, don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Don't get angry indiscriminately. It's the battlefield in the early stage. Put away the weapons in your hands first.

"Well, I just happened to be a little hungry. I wanted to make some bento at home and send it to Daisuke's house, but it seems unnecessary." In Daisuke's eyes that heaved a sigh of relief, Senjougahara's back reflected In Daisuke's eyes, he walked towards the dining table.

"By the way, can you tell me who this little girl is?" As if remembering something important again, Senjougahara did not turn around, turned his back to Daisuke, and just pointed his hand horizontally at a yellow figure in the corner.

Only then did Daisuke remember something very important that he seemed to have forgotten just now, and followed Senjogahara's gesture to look over.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, Daisuke was taken aback when he saw it.

Different from the past, Shin Basashita is now crouching in a corner with a dejected expression on his face, his hands are hugging his knees, and he is looking here blankly.

It seems that for a period of time that Daisuke didn't know, some rather complicated things seemed to have happened between Kazakhstan and Senjogahara. Daisuke had never seen such a dejected and self-defeating expression on Kasanako's face.

What's up, what happened.

Daisuke secretly looked at Shin Basashi from the corner of his eye, and made a questioning mouth.

However, it seemed that Shinkaba was still in a state of shock. He looked at himself with teary eyes, opened his mouth wide, but said nothing, and shrank back to the corner with his knees in his arms.

What the hell happened in the bedroom just now? This guy, Blade Heart, who asked her to go to the bedroom to find Zhan Zhanyuan's mobile phone, why did he end up like this in the end.

"It looks like you know her, Daisuke." Without turning his head to look at Daisuke or Basashiko, Senjouhara seemed to have guessed Daisuke's expression, and said softly.

"I just saw this guy in the bedroom. I don't know if he didn't notice me. He was wrapping the box of donuts I bought from the pastry shop last night and hadn't been opened. He didn't seem to notice me. After the existence of her, she put it back to its original place, but after that, she became such a strange appearance." Senjougahara explained the scene he found in the bedroom very plainly.

The corners of Daisuke's mouth twitched as he listened,

Daisuke understood it. It might be that Shinto Kobashita accidentally found the donuts that Senjogahara hadn’t opened while looking for the phone. Just when she wanted to eat them, Senjogahara happened to find her, so in the end Basashita could only watch helplessly as the donuts left him.It is also because of this that he is as lost as he is now.

Sure enough, the reason for Shinkaba to be able to have such a slumped posture is probably because of the tooth-losingly sweet food of donuts. It really is the success of the donuts, and the failure of the donuts.

"If possible, can you introduce to me the relationship between the two of you? Dear Daisuke."

"Don't mind, Senjougahara."