[Comprehensive] Incredible!The Uchiha three-piece set on the opposite side is collectively fried!

According to the survey, all the fire victims, except those who jumped to survive but died, most of them did not die from the fire, but from the thick smoke.

Although the fire in XXX was extinguished by the water between the Thousand Hands, the thick smoke will not disappear because of this.Customers in rooms on the second floor still died.

"Do you have anything to say about this, Mr. Munakata, the head of Scepter4?"

Uchiha Madara, wearing the "Munakata Reishi" skin, took out the saber beside him: "No."

"Then I would like to ask Mr. Zhou Fang here. I heard that you were resurrected a few days ago. While the public is paying close attention to this matter, they are also very curious. How did you resurrect? Can you tell everyone here?"

Senshou Bashima, who was wearing the skin of "Zhou Fangzun", scratched his head: "I'm sorry, I don't know either."

"Miss Awashima from Scepter4 and the two gentlemen are here at the same time. Does it mean that you have responded to this morning's news? What is the relationship between you and Mr. Kusanagi from Barbara? And why are you in XXX with your boss? Overnight? Is Mr. Zhou Fang with you too? What did you do in this store last night?"

Wearing "Awashima Seri" skin, Uchiha Izuna folded her arms and rolled her eyes: "...Go away, it's none of your business."

Not far away, Kusanagi Izumo and Senshou Fei hid in secret: "..."

Although it was very suspenseful, but fortunately they did not talk too much or reveal their secrets.

It is definitely the credit of the two Uchiha brothers for Senshou to write a package of tickets, and his elder brother didn't just smirk "ah ha ha ha" and reveal his identity as soon as he came up.

Thank goodness.

Kusanagi Izumo and Senshou Feima were praying in their hearts that these three people would continue to play dumb like this, and then find an opportunity to release a smoke bomb to rescue them from the encirclement of these reporters.

***

the other side.

Fushimi Saruhiko's terminal is connected to the PC, and the small desk is full of data cables and various electronic instruments. The screens of the PC and the terminal are flickering actively, which makes his glasses mirror back. The jumping white light, coupled with the slightly sickly smile on his face, made him look eerie.

Hatta Misaki who opened the door and ran in happened to see such a scene, her hand on the doorknob froze, followed by a chill down her spine.

"Monkey, monkey? What are you doing?"

Fushimi Saruhiko was immersed in his own data world, and didn't hear Misaki Hatta's call at all.

Hatta Misaki dragged her powerless body, walked behind Fushimi Saru Hiko resentfully, reached out and grabbed one of his ears: "SA~RU~"

There was a slight complaint in the ending sound with a nasal sound, Fushimi Saruhiko came back to his senses, stopped what he was doing, and turned his head to look at Misaki Hatta.

"Woke up so soon? Tsk, what a hassle."

Hatta Misaki's spirit seemed to be worse than before. He didn't bother to argue with Fushimi Saru Hiko, and touched his stomach aggrievedly: "I woke up from hunger."

Fushimi Saru was stunned for a rare moment.

He knocked on Hao Katsuki: "You bastard, how do you take care of MISAKI? You actually starved people! And this guy is in worse condition than before!"

[[Banghao Shengji]: I didn't starve him!I have cooked for him!He must have a fever and consume a lot, so he is hungry quickly! 】

"Ghost letter."

[[Banghao Shengji]: Don't believe me!Anyway, I will never make spicy curry pork chop rice for anyone again! 】

"You made this for MISAKI?! Fever patients can't eat spicy food, don't you know, you bastard!"

Fushimi Ape developed a "thundering" mood that was rarer than in ancient times. After desperately suppressing his anger, he resignedly picked up the terminal and opened the takeaway app.

"What do you want to eat?"

He asked Hatta Misaki.

Although he also thinks it's not good to beat the sick with takeaway food, but...

"If you can accept my cooking, I don't mind cooking for you. But I think you don't want to eat my cooking, so it's easier to order takeaway."

"eat."

Fushimi Saru Hiko opened the order list: "What to eat?"

It took a while for Misaki Hatta's voice to reach his ears again: "Eat your cooking."

Fushimi Saruhiko was stunned for the second time today: "What did you say?"

"I said," Misaki Hatta repeated impatiently, "I, want, eat, you, do, of, rice. Do you understand?"

Fushimi Saruhiko turned his head back and tapped on the keyboard.

"Then go back to your room and lie down, and I'll make it for you in a while."

Hatta Misaki was dizzy, but she was very obedient.His feet were a little soft again, he staggered back to the original room, and lay down obediently, covering himself with the quilt.

Hatta Misaki, who obediently left, didn't see it, and Fushimi Saruhiko's ears were so red that they were bleeding.

"Tsk." He stopped typing on the keyboard, "What kind of messy code am I typing, damn it!"

Turn off the code interface and go straight to GOOGLE.

"What is the best food for a patient with a fever"

"Recipe of white rice porridge"

"Recipe of millet porridge"

……

After Fushimi Ape Hiko copied some of the simplest food recipes, he searched for another question: what should patients with fever not eat?

The answer was quickly searched out, and Fushimi Saruhiko took the unconvinced Bakugo Katsuki's spirit body over to look at it.

"[-]. Patients with a fever should not eat chili. Because capsaicin can increase blood pressure and body temperature; [-]. Patients with a fever should not eat eggs. [-]. Patients with a fever should not drink tea. [-]. Patients with a fever should not eat crabs..."

When Bakugo Katsuki saw the first one, he finally knew the reason for Fushimi Saruhiko's anger.

Bakugo Katsuki knew that he was a little bit wrong, but he still pretended to be nonchalant and asked Fushimi Saruhiko: [Why are you showing me this? 】

Fushimi Saruhiko sneered, "Guys with no common sense, I'll give you some popular science so that you won't make this mistake again when it's your turn to take care of others."

[[Bakuhao Katsuki]: I don’t have common sense, so are you doing well again?Obviously learning and selling now! 】

Fushimi Saru Hiko ignored him, stood up and went to the kitchen to cook porridge.

The kitchen was devastated by Bakugo Katsuki, and only the range hood and half of the stove were still usable. After the rescue of Kusanagi Izumo and Fushimi Saru Hiko, it was initially restored to its original state, but the stove was unusable. .

Fushimi Monkey Hiko found the induction cooker that had not been used for a long time.

He glanced at the fresh steak that Kusanagi Izumo had put on the refrigerator before he left, feeling a little tangled.

Feed yourself first so that you have the strength to cook for MISAKI, or cook for MISAKI first and then slowly enjoy your own steak?This is a problem.

He used his mature programmer brain to think for half a second, and decisively decided to fill his stomach first.

Steaks don't have to be grilled, just pan-fried.

If there are two induction cookers, he can do both sides at the same time to save time; but now there is only one induction cooker, and the cooking time of steak is obviously much shorter than that of porridge. From the overall arrangement, it is necessary to fry the steak first to save time. Starve yourself.

No problem.

Fushimi Saru Hiko set up the pan and started frying the steak.

The aroma of butter and meat is intertwined, and the richness is mouth-watering.The fragrance escaped slowly from the kitchen, and got into Misaki Hatta's resting room through the crack of the door.

Hatta Misaki just had a fever, and didn't have the symptoms of a cold like a stuffy nose, so he naturally smelled this tempting aroma.

If it is normal, it is indeed an "attractive" aroma.

However, a fever is not "normal".

Hatta Misaki belongs to the type who can't eat any greasy food at all when he has a fever, and even just smelling a little smell that reminds him of greasy food can cause his stomach to feel unwell, and then——

"Wow... ugh..."

He spit cleanly beside the bed.

Fushimi Saruhiko, who had no idea that the situation was critical here, was still frying steak in a happy mood.

The steak is fried until it is medium rare, and then it is plated.

Next is porridge.

Fushimi Saruhiko poured the rice that had been cleaned before frying the steak into the cooking pot, glanced at the note at hand, put in the amount of cold water written in the note, and then turned it on to high heat.Looking at the notes again, it took a long time to wait for the water in the pot to boil, so I decided to wait for the water to boil while eating.

Fushimi Saru Hiko sat by the induction cooker, picked up a knife and fork and started cutting steak.

It is worthy of the A5 grade steak brought by Brother Kusanagi. The meat is tender and juicy, the fat is even, the color is bright, and the taste is simply unbelievable.

Then when he remembered that there was still a pot of porridge cooking next to him, he ran to open the lid and took a look, he was dumbfounded——

What the hell is this dark pile of things? !