Yokohama Cuisine Event Book

In the evening, on the moving Moon Shadow train.

"What's going on? Didn't you go to the mountains to find ingredients?"

In a certain carriage, the blond girl sat down at the table, frowning and asked,

"Why did she bring someone back?"

"I don't know if you ask this."

Chuangzhen, who was called out alone, touched the back of his head, confused, "Well, as for the ingredients, I found Schisandra..."

Once the hunter as guide allowed them to disperse and move freely, he has been concentrating on finding the available ingredients.

It wasn't until he accidentally found Schisandra, which was probably the answer, on a tree, and turned his head to show her, only to find that the girl had disappeared.

And when it was the agreed meeting time, when she came back, there was already one more person beside her.

Recalling the scene at that time - the girl wearing a cloak that did not exist before said that the coat was too long and it was inconvenient to walk, but the strange young man almost picked her up by the waist, and the red-haired boy frowned.

"Really."

Erina glanced at him angrily, then shook her head, turned her face away, "Forget it, I should have known earlier, it's useless to ask you."

After all, this is especially a guy who only has cooking in his mind, and he can't be expected to figure out the situation.

The blond girl was thinking to herself when the door of the carriage was suddenly pulled open.

"Ah, Kohei-kun, you are here too."

What appeared at the door was the smiling face of Alice Nakiri, and Ryo Kurokiba who was always bound to her behind her.

"Alice—why are you here suddenly?"

Looking over with some surprise, the lady who pays attention to etiquette emphasized talking more than nothing, "It's very impolite to come in without knocking."

"Yeah~Erina is still so rigid."

Alice smiled perfunctorily, and said what she came for, "Gancha asked me to ask, did you arrange for the coat?"

"Coat? Ah, you mean the black fur-collar coat that everyone received before leaving today."

Erina thought about it, and shook her head, "It's not me, I'm also very puzzled - you were with her just now?"

She asked, "Didn't she bring that gentleman to Chef Dojima?"

"Huh? No, Mr. Liang and I met her at the dining car, and she was in the kitchen."

"Oh, is she there?"

Chuangzhen raised his eyebrows and looked at Erina, "Nakiri, if you want to know something, why don't you just ask her now?"

"I don't suggest it."

The white girl pressed her finger to her lips, "She's busy."

"Gancha."

At the same moment, a girl with long wine red hair walked into the kitchen of the dining car.

She put the brown glass bottle in her hand on the cooking table and said, "I brought the rice juice you asked for."

"Ah, thank you Ryoko."

Gancha was gently removing the baked meringue crisps from the baking paper. Hearing this, he turned his face sideways and said with a smile:

"Great. Although the train conductor can also provide Dassai, if you don't use your rice juice, I always feel that this dish is completely wrong."

"Haha, I'm honored."

Ryoko Sakaki laughed, "If you still need it in the future, just ask Senior Isshiki to get it."

"When chatting with us yesterday, he said that he slipped the tongue. Before coming here, he stole a lot from my warehouse."

"...Senior Isshi, you are really elusive."

The girl gave a tactful evaluation.

"Yeah. But, I'm a little annoyed that he sneaked into my brewing room, but since there's so much rice juice, we can have a party!"

Ryoko, who usually has a prudent style, can't help but glow with enthusiasm when talking about the special party in Jixingliao.

"And there is a massage room in the car, we can go there to rest after getting drunk. Speaking of which, I tend to get sore shoulders, but this way, both physically and mentally, I can relax—"

Liangzi paused, looking in surprise at Gancha who was nodding happily at first, but suddenly glanced back with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Following the girl's line of sight and looking back, the person standing tall and straight by the door was the brown-haired young man with a plain complexion and a military uniform.

"..."

Wait, she remembered that Gan Cha seemed to have said that this is a military policeman...

——Could it be that instead of being kicked out of school by the Ji regime, he was arrested by the police for underage drinking?

"Mr. Iron Gut."

The companion on the side shrunk his sense of presence in embarrassment, while Gancha pretended nothing happened, and greeted him with a smile, "Have you finished chatting with Mr. Dojima?"

Suehiro nodded, so the girl said: "The cooking here will take some time. It's not appropriate for Mr. Tetsugu to be wearing a uniform all the time. Why don't you go change your clothes?"

She blinked, pretending to be nonchalant, trying to distract the other party with the matter of taking a bath and changing clothes.

"I asked the conductor to prepare the clothes just now, and they have probably been brought to your room by now."

"Well, thank you."

For some reason, the young man who should have left after saying these words still stood there, watching the girl quietly.

Gan Cha tilted his head in confusion, and then heard the other party ruthlessly bring up the topic they tried to make him ignore.

"About wine."

Suehiro looked at her seriously, "The last time the captain was drunk, I made eggnog for him to sober up because of an important visitor."

Recalling the Fukuchi who wiped the ground shiny after vomiting, Suehiro said confidently, "After the captain finished drinking, he quickly woke up and was in good spirits."

"Um……"

Hearing the unexpected and irrelevant speech, Gan Cha looked back at him in some confusion, and asked speculatively,

"Will Mr. Iron Gut still make this? What kind of eggnog is it?"

"Eggnog from Frog Eggs."

Suehiro replied.

"........."

After a moment of silence, Gancha smiled and said, "That's really remarkable." He was talking about Fukuchi Sakurachi.

"Mr. Tie Chang, should you take a shower and change clothes first?" She suggested gently.

Seemingly having finished what he wanted to say, Suehiro left very simply this time.

Hearing the sound of the automatic doors closing between the carriages, the beautiful smile on the girl's face immediately collapsed.

"Liangzi." She turned to her companion with a serious expression, "Tell me, is Mr. Tie Chang trying to threaten me—"

"If you drink alcohol, you will make me that kind of thing?"

"Ah, ah ha ha..."

A little cold sweat dripped down Liangzi's forehead, "I don't think, maybe that's not the meaning."

On the contrary, she felt that the other party seemed to be saying that there is no need to worry about the discomfort after being drunk-however, which one is more uncomfortable, the hangover or the hangover soup, is a question worth pondering.

In short, there is probably nothing to be afraid of underage drinking.

"but--"

With worried eyes, she looked at the pure white dessert on the operating table that was gradually forming and shining with a faint light.

"There really are such people..."

She sighed, already worried about the fate of this dish, "Is it really all right, Gancha?"

What responded to her was the girl's puffed cheeks.

Shortly after.

"Please come in."

Hearing the answer from the room, the young man who had changed into home clothes pushed open the crimson door.

On the Moon Shadow, each passenger has a small suite to himself.The outside is a reception room with tables and chairs, while the inside is a small bedroom.

The sliding door leading to the inner room was half closed, and the girl's voice came from there.

Suehiro turned to look at her.

As far as the eye can see, under the warm and bright light, a petite and slender girl is dressed in soft white home clothes, with long hair loose, kneeling on the plush carpet.

She was carefully folding the black coat on her lap, with an open suitcase beside her.

Not far away, a birch-colored blanket was placed at the end of the bed—the brown-haired young man paused and looked away.

An unknown speaker is playing melodious classical music in a low voice.

The room is filled with the elegant and fresh fragrance of flowers, but the air is filled with unbelievable warmth and sweetness, almost like substance.

The purple-haired girl looked up at him and smiled.

"The clothes fit you well." She nodded, "Mr. Iron Chang, sit down first, I'll be right there."

On a walnut-colored cabinet by the wall, there is a bottle of colorful cornflowers.

Suehiro, who was sitting at the table, stared at the bright blue-purple petals, and then the girl who walked out from the inner room opened the refrigerator in the room and put the prepared dishes in front of him.

"what is this?"

Looking at the silver bottle that appeared in front of his eyes, Suehiro asked suspiciously.

"It's the jasmine foam mousse on the top layer of this dessert. If Mr. Iron Gut wants to add something to it, use this."

Gan Cha sat down opposite and explained.

She glanced apprehensively at the condiment set that had not been put away on the table, and when she was feeling uneasy, she heard the voice of the young man asking.

"It means it hasn't been finished yet—won't you finish it?"

"?"

Gan Cha raised his eyes in surprise, discerned the meaning of his words, and confirmed hesitantly, "Mr. Tiechang, are you planning to add seasoning?"

"Because you don't seem to want me to do that."

Suehiro looked back at her with his usual bewildered expression.

He himself didn't quite understand why the principles he still insisted on after being protested countless times by his companions seemed to suddenly become unimportant at this time.

However, at the moment when he saw the uncertain eyes of the young girl, a vague idea naturally appeared in the young man's mind - this girl should speak confidently and firmly with a smile in her eyes. good.

A young man who has never cared about other people's opinions, rarely restrains his rampant logic of walking in the world, and changes his rigid way of doing things for someone's mood.

The bright lights in the room shine through the car windows, dyeing the heavy snow in the night sky into a warm yellow.

The young man who had changed his uniform had a rare soft and everyday face reflected on the car window—he was lowering his eyes, savoring her carefully prepared dishes.

The music on the stereo is still playing in a low voice.The wheels of the Snowpiercer collided with the tracks, and the rhythmic clanking sound echoed in the quiet carriage.

At this moment, time becomes slow and gentle——

But Gancha, who was looking at the transparent car window, heard her heartbeat very clearly.

The girl's fingers lightly touched the glass window.

This scene, she will probably never forget.she thought.

The author has something to say: Gancha didn’t ask how the food tasted, a certain naive, successfully unlocked the girl’s love affair

Chapter 80, emotional line, finally opened ORZ

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