Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

"fine."

Okiya Subaru said.

"I believe that he has peacefully... obtained the deep sleep he deserves."

After finishing speaking, the pink-haired man returned to normal, changed the topic, and did not let the heavy topic he suddenly brought up affect the mood of the subject and the guest, maintaining the image of a good man who hides the sad past by himself.

Of course Qianmu heard that Okiya Subaru was stabbing him in a very subtle way. You must know that he hated the word "peace" very much at the beginning, because it was easy to associate with a powerless death.

Not surprisingly, since he appeared in this world with his true colors, reunions with old acquaintances will be full of joy and—well, excitement.

Interesting isn't it?

As "a half-stranger who ventured into a taboo topic and felt a little embarrassed", naturally he would not take the initiative to touch the thunder, and politely entered the kitchen with Okiya Subaru.

"Steam the white fungus and pear together, I have some impression, it is very effective in reducing phlegm and clearing away heat."

"If I remember correctly, I need rock sugar...the doctor's house should have it, I'll look for it."

Okiya Subaru is really as he said, he is quite knowledgeable about Chinese recipes.

He also didn't look outside, saw Qianmu took out the pears and white fungus that he brought with him, and took the initiative to take the task of peeling the pears.

The roots of the white fungus had to be removed and cleaned, so this task naturally fell to Qianmu, or it could be said that Okiya Subaru deliberately took over the peeling work and left the cleaning part to Qianmu.

Qianmu's left hand is wearing a glove. Although the surface is also waterproof, it must be inconvenient to do meticulous cleaning work. He is suspected of being left-handed, and he will take off the glove under normal circumstances.

Okiya Subaru was very concerned about that glove.

No, it should be said that it is "something" that may exist under the glove.

Qian Mu came to the cooking table.

All the white fungus had been put into the small basin. After turning on the faucet with his gloved left hand, he stopped for a while.

The clear water submerged the soft and white fungus like a blooming corolla. The palm of the right hand, which had been removed from the watch in advance, pressed lightly in the water, and the fingers stirred slightly, and the rushing water finally stopped abruptly.

Then he needs to fish out the white fungus and remove the dry, hard and yellowed pedicles one by one. This process requires two hands, and it is impossible not to get wet.

The goal of the pink-haired man seems to be able to achieve...

That would be too simple to think.

When Okiya Subaru seemed to look over unintentionally, Qianmu was pouring out the water that had been washed in the basin.

The re-dressed white fungus is temporarily placed aside, as if it has been bathed in the first spring rain that made the grass bloom. The blossoms are extraordinarily crystal clear, and there is no trace of flaws at the root.

……when?

Could it be that when he was soaking, he had already taken off the pedicle with his right hand that was pressed into the water?

Okiya Subaru peeled the skin, glanced over the trash can, and saw some inconspicuous debris as expected.

No flaws were found, and the handedness was doubtful.Ezaki Gen, really interesting.

The pink-haired man didn't let his gaze follow closely the place he cared about, nor did he feel regretful because of a small trial failure.

That was too deliberate, but his intuition told him that he should smile even more for this result.

The surprise box that mysteriously reappears will explode with ribbons. Patience is essential for those who want to open this cunning and wicked gift box.

"Mr. Okiya, have you done it? Well, the knife work is really good, it can be called a work of art." After washing the white fungus, Qianmu turned his head and observed Okiya Subaru's masterpiece with great interest.

"Artwork is just too exaggerated."

Okiya Subaru's hands are extremely steady, and the peeled peel is uniform in thickness, forming a bouncy winding mountain road along the knife edge. If the pear is big enough, this road can reach the ground firmly.

The road finally reached the end ahead of time, and Okiya Subaru put the peeled fruit on the edge of the chopping board instead of throwing it away, because Qianmu had a whim and said that maybe it could be used for waste.

The pulp was cut into several pieces, put into a small basin and rinsed, and the cleaning work was done by Okiya Subaru. Obviously, he gave up the meaningless small actions very casually, and simply cooperated with Qianmu.

"Next comes the crucial part. Please allow me to watch and learn how to choose the amount of sugar. The 'appropriate amount' in the recipe has always troubled me. Mr. Ezaki, there is an apron here... Sorry, I just found out that it is for children."

"It should be used by Xiao Ai when cooking. It seems that the doctor is really not good at cooking. Regarding the sugar content of silver shell and pear soup, I generally recommend using rock sugar. One or two pieces is enough. If it is too much, it will cover the pear. The honey itself is sweet, and it’s not good for children to eat too much sugar... By the way, if possible, you can also add wolfberry and dried lily to make it taste better and have better nutrition.”

"That's how it is—I've been educated, but these ingredients seem to be hard to find in ordinary supermarkets? Islanders rarely eat like this."

"You can buy everything in the Chinese product store. Of course, I also have a familiar store here that I can recommend. His food ingredients are fresh and authentic, and the variety is complete. If you are interested, Subaru-kun, I will send you the address later...More I'll take you there in time, the address is not far from here, but it will be difficult to find for the first time."

"Thank you so much, Yuan-kun!"

Facts have proved that common hobbies (pseudo) have a huge effect on bringing people closer.

Just a few minutes after putting the ingredients into the porcelain bowl that acts as a stew pot, the two men who seem to be unfamiliar with each other in the kitchen either share their soup-making experience, or you teach me, boasting to each other fancy. When they leave the kitchen, they have quickly arrived at each other It is called the relationship between "Subaru-kun" and "Yuan-kun".

You must know that it was also a "first encounter", an undercover police officer and Qian Mu had known each other for two and a half days, and they still called him "Mr. Ezaki" and "Amuro-kun" not far or near.

"If this period of daily life is drawn as a cartoon, readers will have to over-analyze it. Well, please don't record this kind of soliloquy that breaks the fourth wall."

"Yuanjun?" The squinting eyes wearing black-rimmed glasses were really sharp, and Qian Mu only made a slight breathless sound before he noticed it.

"I'm thinking that the pear soup will be steamed for a long time, maybe I can do something else during the waiting period." Qian Mu replied with a slightly thoughtful expression.

Okiya Subaru suggested, "How about warming up some caramelized milk? There's still sugar left, and there's milk in the fridge, just right for sandwiches."

"Okay."

Qian Mu readily agreed, and acted without delay.

Okiya Subaru was not idle either. There were starch flour and bread crumbs in the kitchen, which happened to be convenient for him to roll up his sleeves and knead the dough under Qianmu’s verbal guidance. After several attempts, he opened a new branch for the recipes he had mastered: Qianmu Unique special low-sugar and low-fat fried milk.

"........."

Hui Yuanai watched the two suspicious people show off their skills in the kitchen, laughing and sympathetic to each other... He didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, his stiff face was like a map of the world after the outbreak of nuclear war.

A little cracked, but not completely cracked.

Then they came out.

With their silver shell pear soup, caramelized milk, fried milk, vegetable biscuits...and so many culinary masterpieces that I don't know how to conjure up-a children's health-preserving version that is gorgeously arranged with peeled cauliflower.

The dilapidated and dilapidated world that is riddled with holes and gradually splits into the direction of magic.

"Shouldn't it just be a bowl of soup, why is there a bunch of—"

"The soup needs to be steamed for an hour, and it's a bit boring during the period... I just happened to find ingredients in the refrigerator, so I accidentally used them. I'm really sorry."

"Sorry, I can't help myself..."

"No, you don't need to apologize at all..."

Hui Yuan mourned, not only for her, the two men also prepared a healthy afternoon tea for the doctor, but they themselves had nothing.

The whole incident was very weird from the beginning to the end, and the shock to Hui Yuan Ai was no less than seeing Gin put on an apron and personally make a bento for her, and even brought it out with his own hands and asked her if she needed more salad dressing in the bento ——This Gin is still smiling with squinting eyes.

Hui Yuanai shuddered quietly.

Well... She couldn't blame them if she was an individual. After struggling for a long time, one corner of the high wall of her heart collapsed, and the remaining three corners were still stubbornly resisting.

Only she knew what Hui Yuan was thinking. Dr. Ali made tea for the two guests guiltily. Fortunately, the portion of the afternoon tea was seriously over the limit, so it was no problem for several people to enjoy it together.

After sitting down, the atmosphere of the three adults was quite good.

Qianmu and Dr. Ali are both engaged in research. They are colleagues. Dr. Ali is quite curious about Digimon. Qianmu is also very interested in the doctor's weird inventions. It has a wide range of topics and can perfectly connect with their topics.

Haibara Ai has no problem answering the conversation, she is the only elementary school student who is a genius scientist.

But she refused to join the adults' conversation, and stared blankly at the patient's welfare on the coffee table for a while, struggling to pick up the pear soup that was almost cold.

"...It happens to be Sydney."

Thinking of the homophonic stalks that someone once popularized, her mood inexplicably became a little worse. After stirring the bowl with a spoon, Hui Yuanai scooped out a small piece of stewed pear meat, and put it into her mouth with a cold expression.

With the spoon still in her mouth, the brown-haired girl wrapped in the blanket froze suddenly.

In the ears, there seemed to be the sound of a high wall collapsing.