Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

(Turn into wind and fly far away,)

(She embraced hope and jumped...)

At the moment when the playback reached this point, Kasumi Takegami pressed the pause button.

As if she was faintly touched, the girl's amber eyes also flickered with mottled light at this moment:

"It's really great music... Even though the core is so dark, it still writes such hopeful lyrics - I always feel that Mr. Slothfish is about to break through himself."

"...Does Little Chengzi like sloth fish very much?"

"No, I don't like it very much."

Without thinking twice, he denied it.

...However, perhaps because she felt that her response was too decisive, the girl turned her head slightly and responded vaguely:

"I just... care a little..."

11. Kurihara’s mother: I’ll show you a clown 2/2. Please collect it!

The composition of sloth fish fans is complex and demonstrates the biodiversity of the internet.

As a fan of this new-generation Internet singer, Kasumi Takegami can always see the natural warriors, fan girls, cute people, hype dogs, and mom fans gathered together in the comment section of Sloth Fish, as if they are doing something. This kind of religious ceremony is generally carried out in a uniform and joyful manner, with unprecedented grandeur.

...Although sweating and embarrassment are inevitable, the dog-eyed girl actually understands that the composition of her idol's fans is complex, and it's not without reason.

As one of the most popular bloggers in recent times, Mochizuki, who often stays at home and is immersed in the Internet world all day long, naturally uses her YouTuber as a circle of friends... and for this reason, the boy's updates are updated with The frequency of daily videos is quite high, and fans have developed a habit of browsing Mr. Slothfish's homepage every day, wondering what will pop up.

Of course, if Mochizuki's YouTube account is just an ordinary friend circle, it is absolutely impossible for netizens who don't have a heavy fan filter to develop a habit of checking it every day——

Therefore, the reason why fans of Sloth Fish stay so long to refresh their personal homepages is probably the blogger’s daily cooking videos.

From the perspective of the video, it is really difficult for the sloth fish to cook——

Busily tossing semi-finished quick-frozen foods, adding only B spices all day long in order to make the dishes more delicious, the young man cooking is always like a war, and everything he does is full of a kind of beauty that is missing from the brainstem...

This is not over yet. Mochizuki also likes to insert painful music that he has released in the past into his videos, injecting this ridiculous daily vlog with a certain tragic and desperate temperament. The level of abstraction rises sharply, and all the ghosts and snake gods on the Internet can smell it. They came up and started to go crazy under the video. At this point, the world is unified, and the comment area of ​​the Sloth Fish teacher has become the most abstract and harmonious pure land on the Internet, and has become a true legend that will be passed down forever.

.....Fortunately, Mr. Slothfish did not show his face in the food video, but only showed two clearly articulated hands. Otherwise, Takegami Kasumi was really afraid that her idol would be obsessed with crazy male fans. Mother fans are encircling and suppressing them offline.

It's really... great...

"...Why does Little Chengzi suddenly feel relieved?"

Frowning slightly, Kurihara Saki, who had been sitting in a wheelchair and was still busy in the kitchen, also turned his head curiously:

"Did you think of something?"

"...Um, no, no."

Shaking her head quickly, Takegami Kasumi's doggy eyes clearly seemed to be dodging:

"I'm just in a daze... Oh, by the way, I remember that Saki-chan is also a fan of sloth fish, right?"

"Oh, so it is."

As the woman behind Mochizuki (arranger), Saki Kurihara responded calmly:

"What's wrong? I suddenly mentioned this -"

"No... I just saw that Xiao Saki is so good at cooking, and suddenly I thought of Mr. Sloth Fish cooking, and the contrast was so strong."

"........Indeed it is."

Thinking of the way Mochizuki Ri came to his house to eat, Saki Kurihara couldn't help but frown slightly:

"Teacher Sloth Fish seems to have never wanted to learn to cook... maybe it's because he has a cook by his side who can occasionally cook meat for him."

"That's unknown... After all, we haven't met Mr. Slothfish, have we?"

"Indeed."

The expression of the girl in wheelchair who was responsible for cooking did not change, but she touched her nose with her little hand:

"What exactly does Mr. Slothfish look like? I'm really curious..."

"Let's not talk about it anymore - Xiaosaki, have you seen the food video posted by Mr. Slothfish yesterday?"

When talking about sloth fish, Takegami Kasumi's lazy temperament will always fade away, and the smile on the corner of her mouth will always be slightly outlined:

"Teacher Sloth Fish made fried chicken yesterday. The video was so funny that it made me laugh for a long time yesterday."

".......Oh, that's how it is."

Gently holding his chin, Kurihara Saki's eyebrows turned slightly.

Recall carefully... This morning when Mochizuki knocked on the door to help him take out the trash, Kurihara Saki seemed to have noticed the colorful bags in the trash bag the boy was carrying - if I remember correctly, that is The packaging of semi-finished fried chicken products that have recently been cleaned up in supermarkets.

........Give me something good to eat occasionally.

The adoptive mother in the wheelchair began to scold her incompetent son in her heart.

Of course... Takegami Kasumi didn't see anything wrong with Kurihara Saki's expression.

She just waited quietly, and when Kurihara Saki brought out the cookies, she clicked on the fried chicken video Mochizuki posted yesterday and handed it to her friend.

As Kurihara Saki expected, her gloomy neighbor is quite accomplished in tinkering with half-finished products——

I saw Mochizuki pouring all the unfrozen fried chicken into the oil pan as if doing laundry, causing a turbulent wave.The poor iron pot exploded like thunder on the ground, crackling with oil and splashing. The danger level of the scene increased rapidly, and the atmosphere of terror enveloped all directions. But even so, the young man who was not afraid of hardships and obstacles still tried hard to carry his cumin spice, bit by bit. Sprinkle it into the oil pan!

And it was at this moment that the background music unravel also reached its climax——

(In this twisted world, I gradually become transparent and can’t see anything!)

(Don't find me,)

(Don't look at me......)

(I don’t want to hurt you in the world that I don’t know who painted it,)

(Do you always remember me?)

(This distinct existence...!)

"........"

The scene of making fried chicken was once very abstract, and Kurihara's mother's expression was once very beautiful.

Sliding the comment area, Kurihara Saki became more and more speechless——

(A beautiful video that won’t make you hungry even if you watch it at night?)

(Watching him cook is like watching an artist paint abstract paintings. It may not be enjoyable, but the feeling it brings is definitely novel.)

(Bet you know, the oil in this fried chicken can be used for at least four days.)

(Eating is all 500 yen, all is 38 points, and taste is 63 points. BGM: unravel.)

Of course, in addition to ridicule and eccentricity, there are still gentle voices in the comment section of the boy - but unfortunately, despite the bad mouth, the gentle voice also has a touch of abstraction:

(It was expected that Brother Sloth Fish could use a lot of oil, but as expected, it was fried. Having said that, today there is no oil left in the net. Although it looks sloppy and a little less than Brother Sloth Fish's previous ingredients, it still deserves praise. Brother Sloth Fish seems to like the practice of putting ice chicken in a frying pan. He calls it handsome and pretty. It's too late. I'll see you tomorrow.)

(Sloth Fish, you have finally made some progress today. You can use a colander and wait for the hot oil to be put into the pot. Sloth Fish, as expected, yesterday’s step back was for today’s two steps forward, but you still haven’t learned how to do it first. Thaw, sloth fish, your mother fan said that you never eat vegetables is very annoying, but it's okay, sloth fish, I will watch you??, sloth fish, I will watch you?? , sloth fish, I’ll be watching you??)

"...it is indeed the most harmonious and abstract paradise on the Internet."

Kurihara Saki, who has been on the Internet for many years, couldn't help but lift up her long silver hair:

"This sloth fish teacher is still cooking the same way...it makes me want to snatch his apron and cook for him."

"What did you say??"

"?"

Hearing this unexpected male voice, Kurihara Saki and Takegami Kasumi couldn't help but froze -

When he raised his head, he saw Mochizuki-san finally returning with a few bottles of drinks, standing there expressionless, like a Kamen Rider passing by.

"Eh?!"

Seeing Mochizuki Riko coming to him as if teleporting, Takegami Kasumi couldn't help but take two steps back:

"What the hell...what's going on! Why didn't Mochizuki-san make any sound when he came in, and...why didn't Mochizuki-san knock on the door?!"

"I knocked on the door, but I didn't see you opening the door."

Gently lifting the bottles of drinks in his hand, the young man's expression was speechless for a moment:

"Okay, no need to say more... I bought the drinks, is it time to start dinner? Why are you watching other people cooking-"

"It's okay. I just saw a very interesting blogger. Watching him cook is like watching a circus performance. It's very fun."

"Is there such a blogger?"

Mochizuki widened his eyes:

"Let me see which clown it is."

"...It's this guy."

Kurihara Saki mercilessly placed the fried chicken video posted by Slothfish last night in front of Mochizuki.

For a moment.

Mochizuki's eyes trembled slightly.

"Eh......?"

12. The Bald Caped Man

Mochizuki doesn't mind being laughed at because he can't cook.

Although he is indeed a waste of cooking and doesn't have much time to practice cooking skills, the young man has a stubborn heart and is committed to using the only skills he has to make the most fancy meals.

This may also be the reason why Slothfish’s cooking videos are extremely abstract: even though this gloomy musician can always stir up trouble in the kitchen, his final product is always extremely beautiful, and there is no trace of cheap frozen food at all. Feel.

Proficient in everything from spooning to cupping to dripping and throwing sauce, Mochizuki knows the plating of Michelin restaurants by heart.

And this time during a dinner party with friends, the young man also showed off his skills a little, using the turntable used in cake making to make spiral sauce spirals on the plate, with smooth and unrestrained movements——

In the end, under the amazed gaze of Kasumi Takegami, Mochizuki carefully placed the cookies baked by the neighbor's stepmother on the plate, her expression unchanged throughout the process, proving that her dignity as a chef is inviolable.

And looking at Mochizuki's dazzling operation, Takegami Kasumi, who had not yet seen the boy's full appearance, was also stunned for a moment, and his expression showed a dull feeling:

"That's amazing...it turns out that Mochizuki-san is also good at cooking."

"I understand a little bit, but I won't show off my embarrassment yet."

"Mochizuki-san is so awesome."

Nodding slightly, the dog-eyed girl also held her chin, looking at the young man in front of her with a world-weary face, but deep eyes that still showed some transparency, with a look of considerable admiration.

Gently poking the wheelchair girl's shoulder, Takegami Kasumi said:

"As expected of Kurihara-san's neighbor, he is both strong and humble."

"...Is it possible that Mochizuki-san is telling the truth when he says he can't cook?"

"how could it be possible."

Crossing her hands on her chest, the girl with dog eyes said matter-of-factly:

"You are so proficient in the plating skills. No matter what, you can't be like Mr. Sloth Fish and throw the unthawed frozen fried chicken directly into the frying pan, right?"

(..........He really knows how to do it.)

Kurihara Saki responded silently in his heart.

Of course...perhaps noticing Mochizuki Ri's slightly sad gaze, Kurihara Saki also cleared his throat at this moment, his bright red eyes showing seriousness at this moment:

"Okay, please Xiao Chengzi, please bring the dishes out, let's start dinner."

"Ok!"

"Finally I can eat."

The boy who transformed into a rice insect patted his head, skillfully opened the seats for the two girls, and then sat down closely behind them.

.........

The gatherings of teenagers and girls in small towns are simple and lively. There is no sophistication and no need to be polite. They only need to chat about a few common things and tell a few silly jokes to get the simplest and brightest happiness.

And in just over 20 minutes, Takegami Kasumi's understanding of Mochizuki Ri began to gradually become clearer.