Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

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"Recovering well."

Hamabe Ryoko took out the lunch box from the plastic bag.

"What did the doctor say?"

Watanabe Yu continued to ask.

This was the first time he had asked about his grandmother's situation in recent times.

His chat with her last night was about physical books and movies.

"The doctor said that at this rate of recovery, I can be discharged from the hospital after three more days of observation and complete stabilization."

Hamabe Ryoko answered Watanabe Yu's question honestly.

She knew that Watanabe Yu cared about his grandmother.

"Is the prepaid fee at the hospital enough?"

Watanabe Yu thought for a moment and then asked again.

"It's enough. The medical staff told me that we paid too much and we won't need that much." Hamabe Ryoko handed him the lunch box on top. "Here."

"Thank you."

Watanabe Yu didn't act pretentiously and took the lunch box.

"Come to think of it, this is the first time I know that surgery in a private hospital would come with postoperative care services."

Hamabe Ryoko paused, and there was a hint of surprise in her tone.

“They are quite professional.”

To be fair.

When it comes to taking care of patients, she really can't compare to the nurses no matter how hard she tries.

Not only are they efficient, but their movements are also gentle. It is no exaggeration to say that they are meticulous.

It gives people the feeling of professionalism and efficiency.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the hospital pays the nurses enough money.

“…Isn’t this a good thing?”

Watanabe Yu opened the lunch box.

"Ouch!"

He exclaimed in a very cowardly way.

The box contains golden fried pork chops, beautifully sliced broccoli, rice sprinkled with sesame seeds, and a soft-boiled egg spread on the rice.

“It looks good, doesn’t it?”

There was a hint of pride in Hamabe Ryoko's voice.

For this lunch box, she returned home from the hospital at four in the morning, then patiently prepared it for a long time and even arranged the dish carefully.

“It’s time to open the store!”

Watanabe Yu did not hesitate to express his praise and gave a thumbs up.

"Here, chopsticks."

Hamabe Ryoko handed over the chopsticks.

"Thank you."

"Back to the topic just now, it's a good thing that grandma has recovered well, but she immediately urged me to come back to class."

Hamabe Ryoko stuck out her tongue.

"I thought I could play hooky for a while longer."

In fact, for her, as far as studying is concerned, there is not much difference whether she studies in school or not.

But life always has added value, doesn't it?

The school has him.

This is completely different.

"The top student in the grade doesn't want to go to school, right?"

Watanabe Yu shook his head.

Sure enough, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie!

“Who likes to learn if they can?”

Hamabe Ryoko pursed her lips and opened her lunch box.

Compared to Watanabe Yu's portion, hers looked much simpler and was not presented in any way.

"Not everyone is like you, Watanabe, always working so hard."

During the time she was accompanying him in the hospital, she would chat with Watanabe Yu whenever she had nothing to do.

Most of the talk was about his life.

Occasionally, she would share her life in the hospital.

Thanks to this, she basically figured out his daily routine and what kind of regular life he led.

"The top student in the grade is praising the 76th student, praising his hard work, right?"

Watanabe Yu rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of fried pork chop with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The tenderness of the pork chop made his eyes light up.

After chewing twice, he put the lunch box on his lap and gave Hamabe Ryoko a thumbs up.

"good to eat!"

Ryoko Hamabe has indeed learned the essence of her grandmother's fried pork cutlet.

The outside is crispy while the meat inside is just tender.

"As long as you like it."

Ryoko Hamabe smiled, picked up a piece of rice with chopsticks, put it into her mouth, and began to chew it carefully.

"in addition."

After swallowing the rice in her mouth, she paused, put down her chopsticks, and looked at Watanabe Yu very seriously.

"I didn't mean to tease or mock you."

His angular face was reflected in those beautiful eyes.

"I really, truly, sincerely believe that Watanabe-san is very self-disciplined. Most of your peers can't be like you."

Ask yourself.

If her situation were swapped with Watanabe Yu.

If only her life wasn't so bad.

She will probably still set high standards for herself in terms of academic performance, but she will definitely not be so strict in her daily routine.

"If you praise me again, I'll be very proud of myself."

Watanabe Yu waved his hand.

It would be a lie to say that I didn't feel any sense of elated at the praise for Hamabe Ryoko, but it would also be a lie to say that I was excited and overwhelmed.

It's not that Ryoko Hamabe is hypocritical, it's just that she understands one thing too well: people only need to know what they are doing and make sure that this path is correct.

Praise and slander are actually not that important.

Caring too much will only make yourself unbalanced.

"Okay, I won't praise you then."

Hamabe Ryoko snorted and changed the subject, bringing up another topic.

"Actually, today I want to make the dish you made before, tomato... (Chinese)"

She suddenly paused and was stuck.

She forgot how to pronounce the last two words.

"Tomato scrambled eggs."

Yu Watanabe helped Ryoko Hamabe out of trouble.

"Yes, it's scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

She sighed.

"I tried it twice today, but the results were not very satisfactory."

She considers herself to be quite talented in cooking.

But two consecutive failures this morning made her feel somewhat frustrated.

She clearly felt that the underlying logic of Japanese cuisine and Chinese cuisine is quite different.

She uses the logic of Japanese cuisine to cook Chinese food, but no matter how she cooks it, it's always bad.

Fortunately, she didn't use too many tomatoes and eggs, otherwise she would still be feeling distressed now.

"Some dishes are like this. They look simple, but they are actually not easy at all." Watanabe Yu paused, "When I first learned how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, I failed many times."

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes that he made at that time, in terms of taste, could only be said to lag behind the old Chinese people, who were all gourmets.

Let’s not talk about the taste.

He didn't even eat the rhubarb he raised at home.

“How did you succeed?”

Hamabe Ryoko looked at Watanabe Yuu.

"…Well, if you fail a few more times, you will succeed."

He couldn't say that he failed nearly twelve times before he accidentally came up with a rather reluctant result.

When he first started learning how to cook, he was really stupid but appeared smart.

Because of this, he has always believed that unless one is seriously talented in cooking, the next step is failure, failure, failure, and more failure.

“…Um, can you teach me?”

Hamabe Ryoko lowered her eyebrows, and her slightly cold voice became a little softer.

"sure."

Watanabe Yu agreed quite readily.

"Thank you, Mr. Watanabe!"

Her voice suddenly became lively.

"What about the apprenticeship ceremony?"

"Um... is this okay?"

Ryoko Hamabe picked up a piece of fried pork cutlet from her lunch box with chopsticks and put it into Watanabe Yu's bowl.

"No."

Watanabe smiled and waved his hand.

"I'm just kidding, put it back."