[Black Basket] And Tsukihara Atsushi's Cookies

Night, quiet night.

Ziyuan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

His eyelids were trembling with sleepiness, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh-"

"Kar-Kar-Kar-"

Murasakihara heard the deafening snoring of two men from across the room.

The one who made the peculiar cry of "quack quack" is "Chestnut Head", and the other one who looks like "Pig Hem" is the orangutan captain.

The grumpy snoring of the two ebbed and flowed, one grunting and one humming, it was the most tormenting noise in the world!

At the same time, there were two strange voices in the room.

"Crunch crunch—"

From Kensuke Fukui, Vice Director of Yangquan Basketball Department!

This guy grinds his teeth while sleeping!

The other one came from Liu Wei, who was sleeping soundly next to Ziyuan. He was talking in his sleep in Chinese, English, and Japanese. He spoke too fast, and the only thing that was clear was the sentence "Alu" at the end!

As for the little manager who claims to "sleep very honestly", although he sleeps, he doesn't grind his teeth, snore or talk in his sleep.

But this guy is sleeping and rolling!

In just half an hour, he had changed three sleeping positions.

Almost stuck his foot in Ziyuan's nostril!

Ziyuan's eyes spit fire, wishing to lift up these people and crush them all!

Nine!indivual!people!

Only you are normal!

Ziyuan hugged the pillow, sat up angrily and clicked on the phone screen.

Tomorrow morning, Masako will start a new round of brutal practice.

Murasakihara also knew that she had to fall asleep as soon as possible.

but! Yes!

How can I sleep here? !

Is he going to throw these people out of the room? !

Thinking about it, Ziyuan got into the quilt and poked the phone screen cracklingly, and sent a series of messages to Rina on LINE——

["The gorilla snores, Fuzai grinds his teeth, Liu sleeps and talks in his sleep, Lizitou purrs like a duck, that little dwarf sleeps and rolls... I want to crush them all!"]

Murasakihara just wanted to vent, as to whether his girlfriend would respond was out of his consideration.

Unexpectedly, half a minute later, the screen of his mobile phone suddenly lit up.

A message from Rina came from the green communication software:

["Dun Jun, there are earplugs in the left pocket of the backpack, go find them~"]

Zi Yuan was taken aback, poked the phone screen happily, and quickly sent a message: ["Li Li girl is not asleep yet, what are you doing now?"]

["I'm doing stretching exercises before going to bed, what would you like to eat tomorrow?"]

["As long as it's made by Lili Niu, everything is delicious, don't work too hard, I don't need your care, I'm a boy~"]

Murasakihara replied without thinking.

Rina replied: ["Dun Jun is so considerate, we all have to get up early tomorrow, Dun Jun, go to sleep, we have to train tomorrow."]

["Ah, I hate practice, it's fine if you want me to sleep, you have to give me a kiss~"]

Murasakibara happily poked the phone screen.

["Kiss you, my favorite Dun~"]

Rina sent a very cute orange kitten.

Ziyuan hid in the quilt and laughed secretly.

He rubbed against the pillow, as if Lili Niu had really kissed him.

["I'm looking for earplugs, good night, Lili Niu~"]

The next morning.

Thirteen minutes to seven.

The sleeping Okamura was awakened by Fukui:

"Okamura wake up, wake up, don't sleep, something happened!

"Ziyuan is gone."

Hearing Murasakihara's name, Okamura opened his eyes.

Although it is a bit strange to say this, Okamura did have a conditioned reflex to Murasakihara's name.

No matter how tired he is, as long as he hears Murasakihara's name, Captain Okamura can quickly open his eyes.

"Ziyuan disappeared? What's going on?"

Okamura asked.

"Ah, this one, he went to the kitchen to look for the orange garden junior."

Fukui fumbled through his pockets and looked at the ceiling with a guilty conscience.

Okamura: ...

Afraid of Okamura's misunderstanding, Fukui coughed dryly twice: "It's time to wake up, but you don't always wake up, I can only use this method, sorry."

Okamura π_π: ...Why do you want to hurt me in this way?

Being so frightened by Fukui, Captain Okamura was completely refreshed.

He began to change clothes carefully.

At the same time, the boys' eager discussions sounded in the room——

"The hair on the captain's legs is so long and thick! It can still be knotted!"

"As expected of a man as powerful as King Kong!"

"Huh? King Kong is that chimpanzee, right?"

"Don't say it!"

Captain Okamura who is changing clothes: (▼へ▼メ)! !

After the students of Yangquan University finished washing one after another.

Everyone's breakfast is ready.

The types of Japanese breakfast are similar.

The traditional ones are usually rice with miso soup, pickled vegetables, grilled fish, and thick egg yaki.

The more popular ones are bread, yogurt and the like.

The dormitory breakfast in Yangquan University basically provides these foods, because it is convenient and fast.

The breakfast provided today is Japanese style.

In addition to the traditional meals, stir-fried vegetables and teriyaki chicken breasts have been added.

Okamura looked around and couldn't help looking at Fukui: "Where's Murasakihara?"

Before Fukui could answer, the member of the mathematics department who was in charge of catering said, "There is still a miso soup missing, and it was the responsibility of Murasakihara-san. Today's breakfast, Murasakihara-san helped a lot."

"what?!"

The boys in the basketball club were stunned. They felt that hearing Ziyuan fried in the kitchen was much more normal than hearing Ziyuan cooking.

Immediately afterwards, a soft and waxy voice sounded:

"Soup is here."

I saw Ziyuan wearing an apron, carrying a large pot, and Rina, carrying a bowl of vegetable salad, walking over.

Okamura and Fukui rubbed their eyes. To be honest, they never dreamed that one day they would see Murasakihara wearing an apron.

"Zi, Murasakihara, you made the miso soup this morning?"

Fukui asked stammeringly.

"Well," Zi Yuan nodded, "It's me, I also learned from Lili Niu, Li Li Niu is too hard, I want to share for her."

The boys and girls in the mathematics department all laughed.

Rina also had a bit of embarrassment on her face.

Before meeting Dunjun, Rina never felt that she was a reserved person.

But after getting in touch with Dunjun, she realized that her unreservedness was only relatively speaking. Compared with the straightforward Dunjun, she was extremely shy.

The people in the basketball team looked at each other in blank dismay.

They get to know the dark cooking of the "homey-looking" manager Iwagi.

I don't have the slightest confidence in the soup made by Murasakihara, even if it's just miso soup.

To be honest, just the words "made by Murasakihara" are full of a dark cooking atmosphere.

People from the basketball club looked at Ziyuan for a while, and Captain Okamura for a while.

Whenever this time, the captain is particularly reliable.

He is the captain and he drinks first.

[Okamura: Me!think!retreat!department! ]

Just when everyone hesitated.

Bowls of miso soup were placed in front of everyone.

The basketball boys were in shock.

Because the miso soup made by Murasakihara looks... unexpectedly normal.

Whether it is color or smell, it looks like ordinary miso soup.

Fukui looked at Okamura: Do you want to try it?

Okamura answered Fukui with his thoughts: Why me again? !

Fukui patted Okamura on the shoulder: "Captain."

Okamura: Is it such a hard job to be the captain of the Yangquan basketball team?

Okamura took a deep breath, took a sip of miso soup made by Murasakihara with a spoon, closed his eyes and took a sip.

The next second, he opened his eyes.

"How about it?"

Fukui hurriedly asked.

Okamura looked at Murasakihara in shock: "Because it is the generation of miracles, are you even more talented than others in cooking?"

"What do you mean, does it taste good?"

The chestnut-headed senior stared at the miso soup in front of him in shock.

"It's delicious!"

Okamura Road.

"Really, Murasakihara can make miso soup?!"

Fukui was shocked by the same style.

"Ah, it's just miso soup," Ziyuan looked down at these members with exaggerated expressions, and said in a long, lazy voice, "Isn't it just a matter of just looking at it?"

The basketball boys fell silent.

Superintendent, can we knock soup on this kid's head?

he!too!Boo!Se!up!

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The next chapter changes the layout~

Don't ask me why it's so short, I ran out of draft boxes...