The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

Cooking class.

"Today I'm going to teach you how to make mashed potato and vegetable salad. Let's learn from it."

The elderly female teacher stood on the podium and clapped her hands, trying to attract the students' attention.

“Especially girls who want to keep in good shape, this dish should not be missed.”

"it is good--"

Girls are always too sensitive about their bodies. Maybe they won't notice that the discipline committee member at the school gate has changed today, but they can always notice the extra fat on their bellies.

"But girls your age don't need to worry too much about your figure. The food you eat will always grow in the right place, unlike the teacher," the cooking class teacher laughed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes squeezed together, making him look very handsome. Ci Xiang, "It always grows on the belly and thighs, which makes the teacher even though he is a good cook, he dare not eat the food he cooks."

"Teacher, you are still young, so please eat boldly!"

A boy below said with a smile. Hearing this, the smile on the cooking teacher's face became even bigger.

"This classmate speaks so nicely, he must be very good at making his girlfriend happy."

"Forehead……"

The boy scratched his face, then picked up a potato on the table and looked at it carefully, as if he was holding a treasure.

"This potato is so round, um, really round."

"It seems that he doesn't have a girlfriend yet."

The cooking teacher burst this bubble with a smile, which made the boy feel a little embarrassed.

"Then you should learn it hard. After the boys learn it, they can feed it to their girlfriends and eat it themselves. There are many benefits."

"it is good--"

This time the boy's voice was better.

After the cooking teacher demonstrated it, each group started to take action.

The preparation of this dish is not complicated, or it is not difficult to make a home-cooked dish.

"Qing Gong, I have a good figure, I don't need to learn this cooking."

Yamazaki took the potatoes and slowly rinsed them under the tap, and showed off his underdeveloped biceps.

"So Kiyomiya, can you teach me how to make the Nara stain you brought today?"

"You also know that it's a specialty I bought in Nara, and I didn't make it myself. I want to learn how to Google it myself."

Qing Gongfeng didn't even raise his eyes. He was concentrating on washing carrots and other vegetables. Water had been collected on the stone and he was ready to boil the washed potatoes and carrots.

"One thing I have to say is that the Narazuke brought by the Kiyomizu tastes really good. It has a unique salty and sweet taste. It tastes best when paired with rice. It's a pity that the rice is cold."

Ishigami on the side crossed his arms and seriously commented on the quality of lunch, as if he was playing a gourmet.

"The cafeteria doesn't have a microwave, why don't you just heat it up?"

Yamazaki put the washed potatoes into the pot. Qing Gongfeng had almost finished washing them, and now he was waiting for the potatoes and carrots to be cooked.

"How long will it take? I still want to go to the club and read more comics."

"You want to eat hot food, but you are too lazy to run. You deserve to be deprived of a hot meal."

Yamazaki looked at Ishigami with contempt.

"Who said that? This is not laziness. I just want to save time and do more meaningful things."

"The most meaningful thing is to read comics? It's extremely superficial."

"Superficial?! You actually think it's superficial?" Ishigami looked at Yamazaki in disbelief, feeling that Osamu Yamazaki in front of him was so strange, "Don't forget, you are also a member of the Aiman ​​Club."

"Then it's still too late for me to quit the Romance Club and join the Literature Club or the Photography Club?"

Ishigami gave Yamazaki a look that said, "You should give up."

"The minister will tear you apart if he finds out."

"I'm not afraid! I was born to belong to the Literature Club or the Photography Club."

Yamazaki shook his head and said.

"..."

"Okay, okay, if you play like this, a few seniors will punish you on my behalf."

Ishigami was so disgusted that he covered his stomach and made a show of nausea. He had no choice but to seek help from Qing Gongfeng, who was thinking about something on the side.

"Qinggong, what illness did Yamazaki have again?"

Qing Gongfeng came back to his senses and could tell at a glance what kind of monster Yamazaki was doing.

“There’s a lyric that explains this phenomenon.”

"What lyrics? I'm curious."

Chitanda, Ishigami, Eru, Shota are now online.

"The story is like they say, love just makes you stupid."

"Tsk," Ishigami clicked his tongue with a look of disgust on his face, "I never found this guy to be a love brain before."

"This is probably just the beginning. It's just the crush stage now. When we are really together, there will be something even more disgusting waiting for you."

Qing Gongfeng patted Shi Shang on the shoulder.

"Of course, it's possible to end up with a secret love. After all, who can say for sure about love."

"Huh? I can't pretend that I didn't hear this."

Yamazaki followed the sound and touched it.

"With my charming personality, it's not easy to catch love."

"..."

"Hey!" Yamazaki shouted, "You two have a word! Being silent makes me look like a clown."

"Ang, okay, say something."

Ishigami is more submissive.

After a few jokes, Qing Gongfeng cleared his throat and became serious.

"By the way, let me ask you something. Nobuo Aoyama is from your club, right?"

"Qingshan Jun? Is it true that Qing Palace also knows him?"

"I only know his name. Tell me about his character and habits. I have some things to do."

Yamazaki thought for a moment and laughed.

"Qingshan-kun is a very interesting person."

"Oh? What an interesting idea?"

Qing Gongfeng's interest has risen, and there are really not many people who can be rated as interesting by Yamazaki.

"It's so innocent. I obviously like Two-dimensional, but it's too innocent. I only read comics and light novels about pure love, not even about harems." Yamazaki came closer and his voice became softer, "You too I know that our club has many treasures left by our predecessors, and those treasures may not necessarily be placed somewhere."

Seeing the way Yamazaki winked, Qing Gongfeng knew that this treasure should not be serious, or even not serious at all.

"Qingshan-kun came across it occasionally before. For a moment, really just a moment, his face turned red."

Yamazaki looked serious to show that he was really serious now.

"Ishigami also knows about this."

Qing Gongfeng looked at Shi Shang and received a nod from Shi Shang.

"Have you ever seen Qingshan-san talk to girls?"

"Hmm - I haven't seen it before, but I teased him like this before. What did Aoyama-kun say at that time? Do you still remember Ishigami?"

For a moment, Yamazaki couldn't remember. He could only hope that Ishigami's memory would be better.

"It was probably like, 'Of course it's no problem.'"

Qing Gongfeng nodded. In this case, there should be no problem. After all, when he was in junior high school, Aoyama Nobuo also had a good conversation with Hirase A.

It's not like the two of them are boring gourds and can't say a word when they stay together, although it's good for two innocent people to think about it together.

Slow-paced love often has better results, while fast-paced love often has no results.