[Comprehensive] The daily life of the god of fire

There is almost no big difference between the Tsunayoshi family and the Vulcan family.After entering the hallway, there is a small living room and an open kitchen.However, the style of decoration is quite different.

The decoration style of Huoshen's house tends to be simple, except for the necessary furniture, there are things related to basketball.Although most of the basketball equipment is now organized into the cabinet by Vulcan, the whole room looks a lot empty.However, Gangji, who has always been subconsciously determined by Vulcan to belong to the high-end crowd, has surprisingly simple decoration style.

There is only one potted plant with tenacious vitality, proudly revealing fresh green, standing alone in the center of the table.

The house was cleaned very well and could be called spotless.But only, something was missing.

"Vulcan Lord?" Gangji covered his nose, "I'll open the window."

"Oh, oh, good!" The Kagami, who was relieved, nodded, and at the same time, he also realized the point that Tsunayoshi's family lacked.

The missing part is probably the breath of living here.

Putting the unrecognizable pot into the sink, Vulcan opened the kitchen cabinets.When he wanted to find a pot to replace it, he found that the utensils inside were almost unused, and some of them hadn't even removed the outer seal.

It's really... the "young master" who cooks for the first time.

While feeling powerless, a bit of worry also surged up in the bottom of Vulcan's heart.

... If Zetian is allowed to complete his kitchen debut in this way, then Sanriyue's "Hongmen Banquet" is really a prophecy.I'm afraid that the fact that I had to ask for leave after eating a bad stomach and being hospitalized will be laughed at by my colleagues until the end of the year.

That kid Qingfeng would definitely laugh at himself until his whole face glowed.

After imagining various consequences, Vulcan secretly made up his mind.

Let's cook a table that won't let people go to the hospital, please Zetian!

As a Vulcan who was forced to live alone since high school, self-sufficiency is an essential skill to prevent himself from starving to death.Although the parents on the other side of the ocean gave a lot of pocket money, most of it was used by Vulcan for basketball.If the remaining part is processed outside every day, according to Vulcan's appetite, it is estimated that it will be used up in a few days.Therefore, he developed a good habit of going to the supermarket to purchase.Relying on his unique height and body advantage, he can always snatch a few boxes among the group of aunts who are at the top of their combat power when the meat is greatly discounted.

Although the process can be called very tragic, but if you can have a full meal, any bad mood will disappear with the aroma of stir-fry that rushes into the nose.

Wait... Vulcan suddenly realized that something necessary for cooking was missing.

"Where do you keep your oil?" Vulcan, who thought it was on the shelf at hand, searched around but couldn't find the oil pot.

"Ah, here!" Tsuna seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then took out a bottle of cooking oil from the shopping bag on the shoe cabinet.

"Mr. Prison Temple went to the supermarket to help buy it this morning." Gang Ji handed it to Vulcan.

Vulcan suddenly had an ominous premonition: "Zetian...did you put oil in the egg fried rice just now?"

"... Let it go, let it go?" Gang Ji's eyes dodged for some reason.

Vulcan: Do you let it go or not, do you have no points in your heart? !

He seemed to feel that the other party's eyes were too dazzling, and his conscience was riddled with holes, he finally told the truth hesitatingly: "...actually, I was going to put it in. But when I was about to get the oil, the pot burned by itself Woke up."

"Wait—shouldn't the correct order be to put the oil first?"

"Also, when you were frying rice just now, you must have turned the heat to the maximum without thinking about anything."

With an expression of being exposed, Tsuna looked away guiltily.

Vulcan sighed helplessly: "Next time, don't force it. It's not a big deal if the pot breaks, what if the house burns down."

"Sorry, Lord Vulcan."

His eyes fluttered up and down like a butterfly with wings fluttering, and finally stopped at the glow with a wry smile.

"I just, would like to take this opportunity to convince you that we won't hurt you." Tsuna, who has been on the throne for five years, has long been accustomed to retaining and silencing these special communications between mafia.It was a curse that could not be eradicated, dominating them like a shadow, distorting the original cognition of ordinary people into deformed and absurd.

After speaking, Tsunayoshi Sawada realized that he hadn't expressed his true thoughts so frankly for a long time.

"……what."

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became quiet.

After a long silence, Vulcan scratched his hair.

"If my appetite is not enough for me, my trust in you will definitely be greatly reduced."

He stood still and looked at Gang Ji, his fiery red eyes burning quietly.

At this moment, there is no choking smoke, no blazing high temperature.

Only the soft flame danced in place.

With the corner of his mouth slightly raised, Gang Ji said with a smile: "Of course. After all, I have seen the appetite of Lord Vulcan."

"...just don't put me in the hospital."

Vulcan muttered softly, but was choked by the smell of smoke still lingering in the air.

In order to dissipate the choking smoke in the house as soon as possible, Tsuna opened the balcony door.Taking advantage of this gap, Vulcan quickly cleaned up the messy kitchen with his hands and feet.

"Sawada, may I take a look at the refrigerator?" Out of his usual politeness, Vulcan did not forget to ask the owner for permission.

"Okay." Gangji nodded.

As soon as he opened the refrigerator, Vulcan was taken aback by the freezer full of various ingredients.Both vegetables and meat are available.Although the purchase was full and there was no room in the refrigerator, the person who organized it seemed to be a careful guy, and every compartment was arranged in an orderly manner.Including the ingredients that will taint each other, they are all put away carefully and separately.

Seeing that Vulcan's expression was not natural, Tsuna asked tentatively: "...isn't that enough, Vulcan-kun?"

Might as well say too much!

"These are all bought with the help of Prison Lord, because I don't know the taste of Vulcan Lord, so I just bought them all." Tsuna recalled how to temporarily abandon the "hospitality" of those red tapes at that time, please My neighbors are worried about having a mediocre dinner, and the jail temple puts forward a good opinion.

"Judaimu, I think there is no need to speculate on the kind of head that seems to be used for the study of primitive biological thinking."

Lanshou Peng's side face is like finely carved porcelain, beautiful but indifferently hard.

Of course, being unforgiving with his mouth for so many years can be regarded as his characteristic.

"Then Priest, what do you think?"

Tsuna motioned for him to continue talking.

"Since we want the other party to trust us, and the other party is also a man—"

"As long as you grab his stomach, such unreliable things as the heart will naturally go to Vongola."

...I thought it made sense at the time, but now that I think about it, I always feel that something is not quite right.

Gang Ji couldn't say it for a while, but felt extremely awkward.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Gangji got up and went to open the door, only to be drenched by the smell of fish.Calmly bathed in Vulcan's frightened and slightly ferocious eyes, Yamamoto threw a huge tuna onto the table with a "yo".

The body of the fish collided with the table, making a "bang" sound.

"Ah, Vulcan. This is a gift from Scuvaro. It was just salvaged from the sea." Yamamoto clapped his hands with a smile.

"In the name of the Varian Assassination Squad."

Vulcan looked incredulously at the tuna on the table with its tail still slapped, so fresh that he could faintly smell the salty smell of the sea.

...The "assassination" of tuna?

Vulcan looked at Tsunayoshi with something wrong.

"Sawada, your family..." Sure enough, they made their fortunes from seafood.

"It's not seafood, it's Peng Gelie, Lord Vulcan."

If words can be a sharp sword, Tsuna hopes to immediately cut off Vulcan's mind's cognition of Vongola's deviation value.

"Tuna..."

Vulcan stared at the tuna whose scales were still glistening, and could only look at the lifeless fish with big eyes and small eyes.

"I haven't processed a whole... tuna."

"It's okay, just leave it to me."

In addition to inheriting Shiyu Cangyan's style, Yamamoto also remembers the superb sushi skills taught by his father.

"Leave the rest to Ah Gang and Vulcan." He smiled heartily and rolled up his sleeves.

Yamamoto's smile seems to be born in the vast wilderness, blowing along with the optimistic breeze.Even Vulcan, who had begun to miss the bubbling curry on his boiler, was instantly appeased a lot.

Although everything that follows is far less than the flat road in the vast wilderness, it is more like a winding and rugged mountain road with continuous ups and downs.

"Wait, Sawada potatoes are too big!"

"Ah, what about this?" Tsuna tried to process it.

"...where are the potatoes?"

"Ah! Don't throw ingredients into the pot, just put them in normally!"

"Please don't worry, Vulcan Lord, you won't throw it outside."

"The point is not there, hey!"

"Water will splash if you accidentally drop it into the oil pan, and it will be easily scalded. So Zetian, you have to drain the water from the vegetables first."

"like this."

Vulcan skillfully arranged the leaves and stalks of the vegetables into a bundle, and then gently shook them on the sink a few times.Then he placed the washed vegetables neatly on the chopping board, and holding a knife in his hand, he cut them into several sections of similar width by visual distance.

"By the way, Zetian, do you have an apron here?" Vulcan put the cut vegetables on the plate and asked with his head turned.

Tsuna rummaged through the drawers in the kitchen, only to find two women's aprons with white lace on the hem.

"..." Vulcan's expression was a bit ugly, but he still took one of them and tied it for himself.

"Put it on, too."

"Huh?" The fluffy apron held in his hand was like a hot potato that was hard to get rid of for Tsunayoshi at the moment.

"Your clothes will get dirty." Vulcan's solemn expression and the lace apron on his body caused a strong visual impact, and Tsuna didn't know where to look.

"Pfft." Yamamoto suppressed a smile, and the rice ball in his hand was slightly deformed.

"It suits you well, Vulcan."

"Ah, thanks a lot... Hey! What's so funny!"

The Vulcan, who had reacted, furrowed his two flying eyebrows and roared angrily.

"Zawada put it on quickly, the pot is already hot!"

Assisted by Yamamoto's remarks, Tsuna put on the remaining lace apron reluctantly.

Just as he was still studying how much oil to pour, the doorbell rang.

"Let me open it." Gang Ji obviously forgot that he was still wearing a fancy dress, and took the initiative to open the door.

"Excuse me, Judaime...?!"

The plastic bag in the visitor's hand suddenly lost its support and fell to the ground with a clatter.

The emerald green pupils switched various emotions in just an instant, and finally all condensed into a torrential rain of grief and anger pouring out.The silver-haired man in a suit and leather shoes, with his gestures revealing elegance, is kneeling down at the porch of Tsunayoshi's house like a tiger landing like a Kyushu man.

Gangyoshi: ...Cooking for a long life.

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Currently known information includes:

1. Nana's mother has always cooked the meals, or Peng Gelie's chef.Tsuna, who has never cooked before himself, thought that fried rice with eggs would be enough.

2. Vulcan is very patient in teaching each other how to cook, and was jokingly said by Yamamoto that she looks like a good wife with excess nutrition (implying that Vulcan is virtuous, but a little taller than both of them.

3. Yamamoto sneakily] took a picture of Tsunayoshi wearing an apron, and sent it to the Guardian's internal contact group.Except for Harumi, who was helping to prepare for her sister's wedding, who was not online, the rest of the guardians pressed the save button for different reasons.

4. The prison temple was also secretly preserved later.

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Oh, another week of delay.Soon it will be the end of the Shura Field :)

Recently, climbing the gem next door to the pit is too serious, and I have deeply reflected on myself (tiger landing type

To be honest, in the tutoring, I think the way of getting along with the three-person group Youda will never change with time :)

2018 is coming soon, what wishes do you have!

I just wish I could change!have!money! :)