Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Hearing this, Ayana Amamiya nodded.

After a moment, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Watanabe Yu.

"So, there's no need to be polite to Mr. Troll, right?"

She blinked.

However, her words seemed to be both convincing herself and pointing at someone.

"I always feel like you're picking on me?"

"Really? No, it's just your illusion~"

The Saint Miss pinched the coat she was wearing and walked briskly, neither confirming nor denying.

The high heels stepped on the wet ground, making crisp sound.

"Watanabe."

Suddenly, she called out her Mr. Troll.

"Ok?"

"How is your neighbor, the old lady, recovering?"

"…Uh, grandma is recovering well."

He paused for a moment and gave a frank answer.

The speed at which the topic jumped was beyond his imagination.

"Are you going to be discharged soon?"

Suddenly, the Saint Lady quickened her pace and took four or five steps forward.

The transparent umbrella is now far ahead of the big black umbrella.

“Maybe in the near future.”

"So, did I do you a big favor?"

She stopped and turned around.

Those eyes that seemed to be able to see through the soul stared straight into his face.

"Calculate."

He nodded honestly.

"As a reward, I'll call you You from now on, okay?"

His face was reflected in those bright eyes.

"Please."

Watanabe Yu nodded.

He wondered what the girl was going to say.

“…Yuu.”

She lifted the hem of her skirt and turned around gently. As her skirt fluttered, her calves, as white as the bright moon, became even more eye-catching.

"Am I beautiful today?"

There was a hint of anticipation on that delicate little face.

"……pretty."

Isn't this a purely open-book exam?

To use the domestic term, the eldest lady is Nuwa's showpiece.

Many people wouldn't even dream of looking that awesome.

How can this not be beautiful?

"Thank you, Yuu."

"I'm just telling the truth."

The transparent umbrella was placed next to the black umbrella again.

The corners of the Saint Lady's mouth slightly raised.

She was obviously in a good mood.

1/2

Next chapter at noon.

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Chapter 67 Vision

Listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Watanabe Yu took out the pork belly from the refrigerator and cut the meat into 2 cm square pieces with a knife.

In fact, theoretically speaking, to make the authentic sweet and sour braised pork, the meat should be cut into large pieces of 4cm square.

But considering the acceptance level of a certain young lady, he could only do localization.

Then, he put one hundred grams of rock sugar into a small pot filled with a small amount of water, turned on the stove, turned it to medium heat, and started heating.

This sweet braised pork is delicious, fatty but not greasy, and goes well with rice.

But compared to home-cooked dishes, the overall steps of this dish and the control of the heat are still more difficult.

Just like every right decision in life.

but……

Watanabe Yu glanced at the apron he was wearing and chuckled for no apparent reason.

This is probably the awakening of the Sichuan-Chongqing bloodline.

Also good.

Just like what his friend once joked about.

A man who can cook can live a romantic life.

Without exaggerating, with his current cooking skills, if he returns to his hometown, he will at least be the second in command in the kitchen for the New Year’s Eve dinner.

It is a direct upgrade from a stove worker.

Shaking his head, he hummed Jay Chou's "Seven Miles of Fragrance"

With the company of the delightful sparrow, he continued to process other ingredients.

This is the disadvantage of having only one gas stove.

While cooking, he couldn't start preparing other dishes at the same time. The most he could do was prepare some ingredients in advance.

Especially after touring the big house today.

This feeling is even deeper.

Normally when I eat by myself, cooking one or two simple dishes is no big deal, but when I add a little talent and make it a little more difficult, my overall efficiency drops all of a sudden.

But there is really no need to worry too much.

After all, neither he nor the Saint Lady were hungry yet.

Buzz. Buzz.

Suddenly, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated twice.

After thinking for a while, he put down the kitchen knife, wiped his hands casually on his apron, and took out his mobile phone to look at it.

That's a line message.

The sender is Ryoko Hamabe.

【Have you got a meal yet? 】

The sophomore asked.

Watanabe Yu thought about it, took a photo and sent it back.

[In progress]

The message will be displayed as read in seconds.

After about six seconds of silence, a new message came in.

【This is? 】

On the other side of the phone.

Sitting beside the hospital bed, Ryoko Hamabe looked at the picture displayed on the screen with a look of curiosity.

Well, she recognized the pot and the things being heated inside, but she had no idea what it was doing.

He is like a treasure trove.

He would always inadvertently take out some 'treasures' that she was completely unfamiliar with, which would firmly attract her attention.

【Preparation for the Sweet Red Roast Pork】

Looking at this line of text, there was a sudden hint of anticipation in Hamabe Ryoko's eyes.

She keenly grasped the key words in this sentence.

Sweet, meaty.

For no reason, she thought of the scrambled eggs with tomatoes that day.

【Can you teach me? 】

Subconsciously, she typed out this line of words and clicked send.

Yes, he has to stay with his grandmother on Saturdays and weekends, so she won’t have the chance to learn in the short term.

But it's always good to lay the groundwork.

When things here come to an end, she will have more time and be more proactive in contacting him than she is now.

[Of course. But I still suggest you learn how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes before considering this dish.]

To cook, you must first learn the basics.

It's difficult from the beginning, and most of the time it will make people dizzy.

It's like a useless person who comes up and attacks the tree guard. If you don't get hurt, then who will?

[Yes, I will listen to Mr. Watanabe (#^.^#)]

Ryoko Hamabe thought about it, glanced at her sleeping grandmother, stepped back cautiously, typed a line of words, and sent it.

【Are you busy from Monday to Friday? 】

【Why do you ask this suddenly? 】

[I mean, if you are busy, I can make your lunch for you, like I did that day]

The message appears as read.

Hamabe Ryoko felt her face getting hot.

[Thank you for your kindness, but most of the time, I can handle it myself]

Watanabe Yu took a look at the water that had turned amber, took out the mineral water beside him, and added more than 200 ml of it.

Next, just cook until the rock sugar melts.

【Okay (aggrieved cat head.jpg)】

[Of course, there will be times when I can’t handle it. When that happens, I’ll leave it to you.]

Watanabe Yu thought about it and added this sentence.