Fuyuki Canteen

Wrong set again today

"I'm just going to visit Anna." Emiya stared into Munakata's eyes behind the lens, and replied neither humble nor humble, "It was a coincidence that I did a little favor to that child."

The white-haired young man didn't show any different expressions because of Munakata's unusual pressure, but he didn't answer Munakata's question directly either.

You know, once Munakata gets serious, that look is enough to make any member of the youth group who is a superpower feel sincere awe, and unconsciously speak out his true thoughts.Emiya didn't respond extraneously, which in itself showed his unusual quality.

"Oh?" Munakata didn't know if he had a letter or not.He just curled up his lips and smiled, "So, I'm sorry."

Mutations happen in unpredictable moments.

To ordinary people, Munakata's waving is nothing more than a fleeting afterimage that cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye.

At the moment before the end of his words fell, Munakata's saber Sirius had already crossed the tea table with the sound of howling wind, and landed firmly on Wei Gong's neck.

Coupled with his sharp eyes showing a sharp knife light and the subtle look of a smile that is not a smile, it almost made the onlookers have the illusion that the western knife is not sheathed.

But the white-haired young man who was forced to the vital point with a weapon seemed to be ignorant, his distinctive lightning eyebrows didn't even move, he just drank the tea calmly from the beginning to the end, so calm that one wondered if he couldn't see, Or no ability to sense danger at all.

Awashima and Fushimi tensed every inch of their bodies and nerves, and they didn't dare to show the slightest slack. They were afraid that the person with unknown abilities at the same table would turn against the head of the room in the next second, or the head of the room would initiate another attack. The next active attack then ignited the flames of war.

Fortunately, neither of these things happened in the end.

The sword was sheathed after all, and the Blue King didn't have any rude intentions to release his power at the tea table.

"Then, that's the end of my question." Munakata withdrew the Sirius, as if nothing had happened, and pushed his glasses again, "Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Emiya."

"No need to thank you." The white-haired man half closed his gray pupils and put down his empty teacup, "Thank you for your understanding."

Deciphering the subtext of a temporary peace agreement, Fushimi clenched Subaru's hilt, then loosened it imperceptibly again. His palms felt cold, and he felt a little sweat.

The outsider named Emiya obviously didn't seem to be a talkative person at all, and for some reason he didn't express anything about what could be called a blatant temptation by the room chief.It seemed that they didn't care at all, and it seemed that they had seen through Munakata Reiji's true intentions and confirmed that neither of them would touch the other's bottom line, so there was no hostility.

The conversation between the two men continued.

Munakata looked at the vacant teacup in front of Wei Gong, and said in his usual elegant tone: "It's really bad hospitality. It's lunch time, Mr. Wei Gong, why don't you leave after eating?"

Wait a moment.

How did the topic change to lunch... Do you want the other party to stay for dinner?

What is the chief's plan?

Fushimi, who finds the cafeteria lackluster, is surprised.

When he met Emiya for the first time, he didn't know that the white-haired man in front of him might be a chef, which made him perfectly miss the opportunity to guess Munakata Reisi's true intentions.

But it doesn't matter if you miss it for a while.

He soon understood what was going on.

So, how did things get to this point?

Staring at the cold buckwheat noodles on the table filled with a large bamboo basket, the corners of Fushimi's eyes twitched involuntarily.

At this moment, several members of the Scepter 4 fencing maneuver unit are sitting at a long table, including Yoshijo Gideo, who looks like an ordinary reference room clerk but is in fact a coach instructing the elite members in swordsmanship, and the current Blue King Munakata Reiji myself.

There is a bowl of juice prepared with soy sauce in front of them.

Emiya, a suspicious outsider with no identity information, who is closely related to the Barbara of the Red Clan, is arranging sauces such as white radish puree, mustard, green onion rings, and sesame seeds on a plate.Seri Awashima, who followed him to the kitchen, also helped to arrange the condiments with a seemingly calm but happy look, and Fushimi noticed that she had placed two Two plates of red bean paste piled high.

... Tsk.So, what the hell happened.

Could it be that at some point I don't know, Scepter4's kitchen became an important place that would cause 100% of the elites of the entire organization to fall if captured?

Fushimi looked at the condiments placed in front of him and clicked his tongue inwardly.

On the opposite side of him is Yoshijo Koichi, with Akiyama Icesha in one hand and Munakata Reishi in the other.

Such a seating arrangement really puts a lot of pressure on Fushimi.Not to mention Yoshijo's resolute and oppressive sight with a scar on his face after breaking one hand, nor the strong presence of Munakata Reiji, not to mention that the vacant seat opposite Akiyama is obviously reserved for Deputy Chief Awashima Because anyone with eyes can see the red bean paste on the side of the juice——

It was the man who was almost as bottomless as Munakata who made Fushimi feel that the work pressure he felt on weekdays was multiplied like a mountain.

The vacant seat opposite Reisi Munakata was obviously reserved for a guy named Emiya.

Even though the white-haired young man in the apron seemed very peaceful, it couldn't conceal the danger that stood out from him.

There is no doubt that this man is strong.

There was such a strong will in those piercing steel-gray eyes.If it is impossible to detect what kind of thing this person is after, it is quite dangerous to have such eyes appearing on outsiders.

Sensitive Fushimi was so sure.

He didn't know what Reji Munakata saw in the temptation just now, but he still knew his current boss.The King of Green has always been bold and fearless, his self-confidence allows him to approach dangerous things calmly, and his confidence is his keen insight and understanding of things that are difficult for ordinary people to detect.Such a Munakata took the initiative to invite Emiya to the dining table, presumably because he was certain that Emiya would not pose a threat to the subordinates present. Fushimi, who understood this, felt much less anxious.

"Would you like some red bean paste, Fushimi?" Awashima, who sat down after placing the plate, spoke in a negotiating tone, which sounded a little gentle, "Mr. Emiya agrees with my idea of ​​using red bean paste instead of brown sugar. "

Fushimi shuddered and refused:

"No, Deputy Chief, I'm not particularly interested in sweet soba noodles."

Awashima looked sorry.

Fortunately, when she gave a negative answer in Fushimi, she turned the target of persuasion to Akiyama on the opposite side in time.

Fushimi, who didn't want to be stared at anymore, lowered his head, staring intently at the soba noodles in the bamboo basket, as if attracted by it.

The brown slender noodles have distinct roots, and the color is dyed with a little beautiful light green. They are served in bamboo baskets, and there is a kind of simplicity and poetry that complement each other.The white radish puree and dark green mustard are made into delicate balls for people to eat, and beside them, there is also a plate of special side dishes.

That is, shrimp?

Fushimi thought uncertainly.

He had never seen that dish before, and subconsciously wanted to stick out his chopsticks to taste it, but was distracted by Munakata Reiji's words:

"As expected of Mr. Emiya, the soba cold noodles he makes are so delicate, like works of art."

The King of Blue said while pointing at the dish with his chopsticks, which was exactly the dish Fushimi wanted to taste:

"If I'm not mistaken, this is 'Longjing Shrimp', right?"

The snow-white and micro-powdered small shrimps are piled together, without any decoration, and the only color is a few emerald green tea buds scattered among them. The simple collocation inexplicably reveals a bit of noble Zen.

Is this unremarkable small dish a legendary Chinese dish?

Fushimi expressed doubts in his heart, but Emiya's affirmative answer soon came from his ears: "That's right. Mr. Munakata has good eyesight."

Fine.

Ignoring the ups and downs in the adult world, Fushimi decided to concentrate on enjoying the lunch in front of him.

He dug some white radish puree and a small amount of wasabi into the juice with chopsticks, and then went to pick up a lump of soba noodles from the bamboo basket and put them in a bowl, then sprinkled sesame seeds and a few shreds of seaweed.After picking out the condiments that he thought were okay, Fushimi mixed the soba noodles before putting the noodles fully soaked in the soup into his mouth.

The cool and smooth taste immediately filled the lips and teeth.It has a wonderful touch, and the soup that envelops it is also very delicious.The mellow and light seafood aroma of kombu is the base, the sweetness of bonito flower and the fragrance of sesame are the icing on the cake, and the subtle seasoning of soy sauce and mirin makes the original light noodles full of flavor.The freshness of white radish and the spicy taste of mustard add a stimulating feeling to the tip of the tongue, and the feeling of cooling and relieving heat goes straight to the sky from the mouth.

Before I knew it, I had already sucked up the noodles in the bowl in one go.

Fushimi didn't care about anything else, and extended his chopsticks to the famous Longjing Shrimp.

The soft and elastic touch of the shrimp is simply addictive, and the light tea fragrance well dilutes the previous over-impact seasoning, so that the two have reached a wonderful balance.

...not to be underestimated.

This bowl of cold buckwheat noodles with Longjing shrimp was ranked No. 2 in his heart.

By the way, No.1 is Misaki Hatta's fried rice.

Misaki's status is unsurpassable.

Being able to reach the second place shows that Emiya's culinary skills are far beyond Fushimi's expectations.

Fushimi looked at the soy sauce-colored juice in the bowl, and his emotions became complicated.

He finally thought of a possibility.

Could it be that the room chief left Mr. Wei Gong for dinner in order to find an excuse to eat the dishes he cooked himself?

Otherwise, why is the chef not here today, and the deputy chief should be in charge of the cooking.

If Emiya understood the hint of the room chief, he would definitely take over the power of life and death in the kitchen, which can be said to save everyone in S4 from fire and water.

Look around again, the elites of the fencing maneuver class and the coach Shanjo are getting wilder and wilder.Let’s not talk about Zenjo-san, who thinks the red bean paste dishes served by the deputy director are delicious, nor the childish appearance of Andy Mingji who eats sesame seeds all over his face. Other members such as Akiyama eat with elegant etiquette. In fact, I don’t know how much faster I eat than usual. The soba noodles in the bamboo basket disappearing at an abnormal speed are the iron proof.

So what was I thinking before?Am I overcomplicating things?

Fushimi, who worked in the intelligence department, finally felt a little offended by his professional ability.

The author has something to say:

I thought I couldn't make it in time, but after all, I finished writing it, so I will update it.

Why did Emiya stay for dinner but take charge of the kitchen?

Because he couldn't bear to watch all S4 eat red bean paste ==

In fact, sister Awashima's red bean paste is said to taste good, but it is too sweet and most people can't bear to eat it dry, and the appearance is a bit weird.

Both Zenjo and Saya (the heroine of Academy K) actually thought it was quite good, which means that the taste should be okay.

In my opinion, the affinity between the head of the room and Emiya is quite high.

A partner of justice and righteousness.In fact, they are somewhat similar. They are both typical idealists, and they are also my favorite kind.