Reincarnated in Tokyo, entangled by the troublesome lady

Mochizuki Yao listened to the battle maid Igarashi Izayoi who was saying something terrible with a serious face, he just felt that he suddenly wanted to find a hole in the ground to avoid the limelight!

"But Mochizuki-kun, don't be nervous. I heard that the Patriarch means to find out the 'despicable intentions' of 'that nasty boy' before making a move. After all, he is also afraid of making the young lady angry—"

Mochizuki Yao looked at Igarashi Izayoi in surprise, this maid seemed to have revealed a lot of secrets!

Unlike her 'straightforward' and 'cold' appearance, Is Izayoi unexpectedly a talkative person?

"So I'm curious, please let me observe for a while."

Mochizuki Yao probably understood that this maid lady attracted her sister and Miss Mikazuki Mio because of her cooking, so she was very interested in it and planned to learn a little bit.

"Okay, then I would like to trouble Ms. Izayoi to help me with the ingredients, is that okay?"

"no problem."

Mochizuki Yao nodded in agreement, and the two entered the kitchen with the ingredients.

Today, he prepared a lot of ingredients for his sister's "friend", so even if Mochizuki Yao planned to cook ten dishes, it should be fine.

Mochizuki Yao first cooked red bean rice according to his sister's instructions, and then thought about what to cook.

"San Shiliuye, I have a question, is the man in black outside the door using us to take care of the food?"

After all, those muscular men with a height of eight feet seem to be able to eat, no matter how you look at it - a rice cooker for each person is not enough!

"Mr. Mochizuki, please rest assured that the security personnel outside the door must obey the orders of the Patriarch. They will have special eating arrangements."

so far so good.Igarashi Izayoi gave the answer he expected.

"Speaking of it, Sixteen Nights-san, why did the young lady suddenly become high-profile today, and brought so many people with her?!"

Mochizuki Yao was still a little curious, so he asked the talkative Izayoi a little bit.

"Mr. Mochizuki, please forgive me, the eldest lady has tried to keep a low profile, this is the minimum level of people."

Igarashi Izayo felt that it was necessary to explain a little bit.

"Originally Missy was planning to come by plane, but considering that there is no suitable parking space near Mochizuki's house."

Igarashi Izayo slightly recalled the situation at that time.

"If you land directly on the roof of Mochizuki's house, Mochizuki-kun will become your 'sister' favorite 'Oni-chan'!"

Igarashi sixteen nights recalled the cold joke "Sister Sakuya" made to the young lady.

The maid Shiliuya looked at Mochizukiyao, she didn't know what kind of magical power the food cooked by this ordinary and handsome peer could make the lady so fascinated!

After all, there are some things that Mochizuki Yao doesn't know.

For example, early this morning, the eldest lady was preparing to come to eat with a happy face, but found that the weather seemed a little bad, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

"Sakuya, I hate rain!"

"Miss, I understand."

Igarashi Sakuya immediately contacted the Liben Meteorological Ministry and the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry to carry out artificial rain reduction and damage assessment, and then made a private sponsorship in the name of the young lady.

Ten minutes later, several planes took off, ground anti-aircraft guns and other equipment were operating, sowing excess ice cores into the clouds, with only one purpose, the young lady wanted to go out to stop the rain!

Later, the locals were surprised to find that it hadn't rained in Bunkyo District, which was the most gloomy area before, but instead, other surrounding districts were clattering underground.

Of course, these private secrets belonging to the eldest lady cannot be explained by her and Mochizuki-kun.

"Today's ingredients are well prepared, what is Mochizuki-kun going to do?"

Igarashi Izayo began to prepare ingredients according to Mochizuki Yao's needs, and she felt a little curious.

"Today I'm going to make a Chinese dish. The name of the dish is very simple. It's named after the number, but it should taste good."

Mochizuki Yao smiled very mysteriously.

"so?"

"Dining meal set meal, which is the legendary eight bowls!"

Chapter 79 Can cooking shine? (Thank you for the monthly pass)

At noon on Sunday, Mochizuki's house.

Today's Mochizuki's house is unusually lively - because there are too many guests who suddenly visit, the family dining table that can only accommodate four people can't sit down!

Mochizuki had no choice but to open the dusty utility room. After searching for a while, he found the target—a large round tabletop. After cleaning it with a lot of effort, he placed it on the surface of his own square dining table.

Prepare a few small plastic benches that look cheap, this is already the VIP treatment only for guests.

These things are not used a few times throughout the year. It seems that a long time ago, parents often used them when they entertained friends in the commercial street. At that time, Wang Yueyao thought that there would be too many people to be noisy.

But it has to come in handy today, because Liben's side is divided into meals, eight large "sea bowls" + tableware for nine people (due to the limited tableware at Mochizuki's family, each person only gets 4 plates), even if In this way, this huge round table was filled to the brim!

"It's no wonder Mrs. Liben is most afraid of washing the dishes. She can't stand the dozens of dishes!"

Mochizuki looked at the pile of tableware in front of everyone, and was a little speechless. Needless to say, the benefits of the meal sharing system are clean and hygienic, but for a househusband like him who does not have a dishwasher, it is a disaster!

With the help of Igarashi Izayo and others, Mochizuki Yao finished the lunch preparations before noon.

When everything was ready, Mochizuki Yao began to distribute drinks—bozi soda, oolong tea, cherry blossom cola, etc.

Mochizuki Yao originally planned to prepare drinks. After all, there are two and a half adults present today - although Mr. Oshima jumped up and raised his hands high, Mochizuki Yao still had the heart to ignore him.

"Besides being a minor, does Yuko actually want to drink and drive?!"

Asuka Kazama quickly stopped Yuko Oshima, and then remembered the bad encounters along the way.

"We were checked more times than traffic lights along the way—"

"Asshole, I'm obviously an adult, I'm a social person—"

But Ms. Sato Saya, a real social person, said that she still needs to drive, and Asuka Kazama heard the words and shook her head like a rattle.

Sakurai Mei and Mochizuki Yao, the two chose oolong tea very tacitly.

Mr. Oshima could only feel a little regretful, after all, he had no chance to show off his "thousand cups are not drunk", and then, like Mochizuki and Yao, he chose a bottle of oolong tea.

The eldest lady and Mochizuki looked at each other, and they chose wave soda in unison. Seeing this, Mr. Kazama quickly took a bottle of soda with marbles.

The Igarashi sisters chose Sakura Coke. Ms. Sato Saya thought hard and finally made a decision—she seemed to have difficulty choosing.

"smell good--"

Mio Mio Mikazuki couldn't wait a long time ago, she was waiting for Sakuya Igarashi to bring her food out of the kitchen.

"Miss-"

After Igarashi Sakuya confirmed it was correct in the kitchen, she came out with the eldest lady's meal, but found that there seemed to be a trace of oil on her eldest lady's lips—like a kitten who had just eaten fish.

"Hey, it's okay, I ate Sakuya's."

Igarashi Sakuya just felt very speechless. She felt strange on the roof before, but today she was caught on the spot!

"Miss-"

"Mochizuki-kun, what's today's dish?"

Tsukimi Mika happily chatted with Mochizuki Yao, but Mochizuki Yao always felt that she was diverting Sakuya's attention!

"Miss, what I'm cooking today is a Chinese folk banquet dish called 'Eight Big Bowls'."

Wang Yueyao glanced at it, everyone was very curious about the eight hard dishes he made, and spoke with a little nostalgia.

"Eight big bowls, eight people per table, eight dishes on the table, all served in a unified big bowl. The octagonal shape is placed, hence the name. The dishes generally vary slightly depending on the region."

Mochizuki Yao took a look at Mei with sparkling eyes. Today, Mei is more well-behaved and seems a little shy.

"And the 'Big Eight Big Bowls' I made today are fried green shrimp, braised shredded chicken, whole stewed egg custard with crab roe, sea cucumber balls, ingot meat, chicken in clear soup, stewed chicken, and home-cooked carp!"

"Siguoyi—"

Mr. Oshima stood up excitedly when he heard the words, and then sat back obediently like a junior high school student.

"I usually cause trouble for everyone, and I hope everyone will forgive me."

Wang Yueyao glanced at his younger sister, and found that she was looking at him with a smile.

"Then everyone eat and drink well, drink well and eat well!"

After all, everyone was impatient, and Mochizuki Yao thought it was time to start.

"A big kimas—"

Everyone put their hands together, ready to start very neatly.

"Miss Mei, did I do something wrong, a person like me really went here and there?"

Mei Sakurai's assistant, Ms. Sato Saya, was a little unaccustomed to being stared at by everyone, and quickly looked pitifully at her 'Master Mei'.

"Saya-chan, calm down, it's not like this."

Of course Mei Sakurai knew the reason why everyone observed Sato Saya and Igarashi Izayoi with a smirk on their faces!

"elder sister?"

Igarashi Izayo also felt a little strange, she still glanced at her elder sister and the young lady who was like an elf.

"It's okay, sister, everyone is probably waiting for you to explode—"

Igarashi Sakuya looked at her sister with an unpredictable expression, but did not respond directly.

"Excuse me, I started—"

Igarashi Izayo was not a hesitant person by nature, she stretched out her chopsticks and picked up her dishes.

"I, I started—"

Sato Saya still ate it bravely, and then felt that she was still the same as before, and it would be better to be a little transparent.

"Nani—"

"Siguoyi—"

Everyone hastened to eat faster, after all, there seemed to be a good show in a while.

"fragrant--"

"Good Cides—"

Outside the door, a group of patrolling men in black heard such exclamations.