Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

When the lilies of the valley and cornflowers by the window woke up together in the morning sun, the sound of food in the stew pot tumbling gradually sounded in the silent restaurant. Crisp and down-to-earth sound.

Breakfast, full stomach, and good food.

In the early morning, you are not forced to get up because of busy work, but wake up naturally and say hello to the morning sun, and then completely wake up your sleeping body with a delicious meal.

It seems that the vitality of the whole day is stimulated.

Holding a piping bag, Pingchuan Yaji drew a circle of hill-shaped whipped cream on top of the chilled drink. The fragrance of earth berries and the sweetness of peach milk in the air drifted out of the window.

"The earth berry cake is ready."

Nakahara Nakaya put his arms around his waist from behind, and stood with his neck intertwined. Hirakawa Masaki naturally leaned his body weight on his shoulders, tilted his head and "chirped" the corner of his lips, with a smile on his face.

The two years of getting along has made them more intimate, and there is a kind of intimacy and joy that other people can't get in between.

Dazai Osamu happily dragged Oda Sakunosuke to push open the door of the restaurant. As soon as he came in, he was suddenly stopped by the two of them, and he couldn't help showing a gritty expression.

With a gloomy expression, he poked Odasaku's arm and said, "See? Our exclusive chef is going to be poached."

Oda Sakunosuke blinked and replied: "No, Yaji is our king, how could the boss poach him away, I think Mr. Mori might be poached by us."

"Hey~ that old fox will never let us dig out his diamonds, maybe there is some wishful thinking behind it." Osamu Dazai curled his lips, for this former "teacher", he knew too well that he was not profitable. character.

There must be some greater benefit to letting Zhongyuan Zhongya on the side of Wuzhengsha.

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the whispers of the two, and his cobalt blue eyes looked over quickly, like a wolf in the ice field, full of deterrence.

Seeing that it was Osamu Dazai, he frowned: "Tsk, that blue nitrile."

Thinking that the cooking he has been busy for so long is going to show up in Dazai Osamu's stomach, why is he so upset.

This time it wasn't Osamu Dazai who wanted to eat soba noodles, he found a soba noodle master for him, but he made it himself.

Even when the two were partners in the port mafia, he didn't put so much effort into making food for Dazai Osamu. He didn't expect that after Dazai Osamu left the port mafia, he would have this kind of experience instead.

Tsk, what an unpleasant fate.

Seeing Nakahara Nakahara rolling his eyes at him unhappily, Osamu Dazai knew his displeasure with a thought, and immediately grimaced triumphantly.

Zhong Yuanzhong was so angry that he almost wanted to paste the freshly made earth berry cake on his face.

Masaki Hirakawa put down the piping bag, turned around and saw Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda, waved to them happily and said:

"Brother Aji, Odasaku, you are here so early today, come and taste my newly regenerated ingredients."

Chuya Nakahara hugged Hirakawa Masaki's waist, and when he heard him call Osamu Dazai, his heart was full of jealousy.

Yaji hasn't called him brother yet.

Hmm... But I called my partner, teacher or something.

"Eh--"

Hirakawa Yaji's footsteps were unsteady, and he subconsciously grabbed his wrist. The drink in his other hand spilled out and splashed on his clothes and trousers. Peach-flavored milk flowed down his cheeks. The back of the hand dripped down, but the cuffs were soaked after a while, and the mixture of juice and milk looked sticky on the skin.

"I'm going to change clothes. Chuya, can you help me prepare breakfast for Brother Zhi and the others?"

Hirakawa Masaki shook off the white liquid on his fingertips, and washed it off little by little by the sink.

"Okay. I will treat you well."

The running water rinsed the finger joints little by little, and Zhong Yuanzhong's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled and seemed to be ready to move. If he was in the research institute, he would have already squeezed his finger bones to clean the milk stains on it little by little.

But this is not the Regenerative Research Institute, Dazai and Osamu are still outside.

He took a deep breath to suppress the dryness in his heart.

Sure enough, it is not as convenient as in the regenerative research institute outside.

His gaze followed the back of Masaki Hirakawa, and Nakahara Nakaya turned his head when he couldn't see him, squeezed his knuckles, and smiled maliciously at Osamu Dazai.

"Dazai——you like to trouble me a lot recently."

If it wasn't for the fact that the time flow of the Regenerative Research Institute is different from that of the outside world, with the workload of the past few days, he would probably have to live in the office.

Nakahara, who realized that the workload was wrong, also checked it quietly. Although there was no clear evidence pointing to Osamu Dazai, his intuition told him that it was Osamu Dazai who did the trick!

"Tch, little man." Osamu Dazai didn't refute, his eyes dimmed.

He has already gone to the Butei Club. As a colleague and family member, he just adds some workload to Zhongyuan Zhongya. It is already because of the fact that both of them are colorless clans and they are about to face the summer festival. up.

It's just a surprise that he didn't expect Zhongyuan Zhongye to accept the move so smoothly this time and solve it.

It kept him busy for several days.

Looking at Chuya Nakahara, who has obviously improved a bit, he is also not pleasing to the eye.

The eyes of the two intersected, crackling like lightning and thunder.

Oda Sakunosuke shook his head. From the port period, the two were at odds. Now, at least they didn't do anything, which can be regarded as peace.

He mopped the ground with a mop, then washed his hands, looked at a row of iced drinks and asked:

"Are these prepared by Yaji?"

Nakahara Chuya had a bit of a grudge against Odasaku who defected from the port with Osamu Dazai, but he also knew that forcing the two of them to leave was the leader's intention, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a minute, there are still some."

He closed the window of the restaurant, and then consciously entered the Regenerative Research Institute, and when he came out, the black mist brought out a lot of prepared dishes.

When he arranged everything, the whole restaurant was enveloped by the unique sweetness of earth berries.

Compared with the faint scent in the air just now, the sweetness is hundreds of times stronger now, and the alluring scent like a dream girl has finally lifted the veil.

"These are all, you..." He glanced at Osamu Dazai, and then at the closed door of the lounge: "You can take whatever you want, I'll leave for a while."

When he took out the dishes, Osamu Dazai no longer cared about bickering with him, and happily lay down in front of the dishes, took a piece of earthberry muffin and showed it to his mouth with an "oooh".

Bickering with Chuya Zhongyuan, how could it be more important to eat the breakfast carefully prepared by Yaji sauce!

The muffins seem to have just been baked, and they still smell like shortbread. The puff pastry is fluffy layer by layer, blending with the fat. The top of the muffin is earth berry pulp and white chocolate sauce.

The crispy meringue is as thin as a cicada's wings, and it melts quickly in the mouth. The crispy and crispy and the sweetness of the earth berry are endless aftertaste between the lips and teeth.

Sakunosuke Oda sat on the rattan chair, took a piece of earth berry mousse and earth berry milk, and after eating the top hill-shaped whipped cream, took a sip of the milk with rich milk aroma and earth berry sweetness. Woke up.

After taking a sip of mousse, fresh juice is mixed with yogurt. After refrigeration, the color is light red, and the cut surface is mixed with small pulp.

The mousse is as delicate as honey, but the taste of the whole piece of mousse is not too sweet. It seems that the male members of the Butei Club have the sweetness of the juice itself, and no other sugar is added for seasoning.

But this is the case, but it highlights the natural taste of earth berry itself.

The tip of the tongue seems to be dancing with the pulp. The tiny pulp is sandwiched in the delicate mousse. In the rich milky fragrance, the crispy and sweet pulp has become sticky after being boiled. There is a kind of bite in the mouth. Gummy raisin core feeling.

The boiled pulp is more concentrated and sweeter than the mousse itself, which also makes the mousse rich in layers and changes.

In the blink of an eye, Nakahara found that the two of them were completely immersed in the cooking and ignored him at all. Osamu Dazai, who was always bickering with him, was gagged by the food, and he couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

Turn around and go to the living room.

Now in the past, Yaji should just be changing clothes...

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In the lounge, Masaki Hirakawa dug out a set of spare blue-and-white gradient shirts, and took off the underwear splashed with milk at the end of the bed, dyeing the small lounge with a touch of sweetness.

When Nakahara Zhongya opened the door and came in, he was bending over and awkwardly putting something on his leg.

Between the hem of his shirt and between his fingers, only a streak of black could be seen.

Seeing him coming in, Hirakawa Masaki quickly sat on the bed, covered his legs with the quilt, only showing a snowy calf and the instep which was disturbed uncomfortably.

"Huh? What are you hiding?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled.

Hirakawa Yaji's eyes drifted away for a moment, and he shrank back holding the quilt, then raised his head and said guiltily: "It's nothing, I'll change clothes, can you come in later."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, noticing that his hands were stirring the corner of the quilt unnaturally when he spoke, and thought: There is a problem.

"I've been busy all morning. I'm a little tired now. I want to lie down. If you want to change clothes, you don't need to take care of me."

He threw himself on the bed like a fool, but pressed the quilt precisely.

Hirakawa Yaji seemed uneasy, and pulled the quilt, but didn't.

"Lie down on the side."

"Okay." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his lower body, and when he lost his vigilance, he suddenly pulled him to lie down.

His strong thighs pressed down on his lower body through the quilt, and his hands quickly went deep into the quilt.

Hirakawa Yaji failed to stop him, and Zhongyuan Zhongya knew him well, and he put his hand on his arm in vain, trembling a little.

The next moment, Nakahara Nakaya felt a bouncy belt and cool metal on his fingertips.

He couldn't help pulling it off, and there was a dull sound of the leather rope being stretched and bounced on the skin under the quilt.

"Well, what are you doing?"

Hirakawa Yaji, who was shackled by him, couldn't help trembling, covering his face with his palms out, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"I just want to try."

Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled, and lifted the quilt between the two of them.

Under the blue sky and white cloud-like shirt, the black shirt clip was conscientiously pulling the hem of the shirt.

And the place where it was just hit was turning red a little bit.

"Isn't this my shirt clip?" Zhong Yuanzhong also traced its outline, and firmly pulled off Hirakawa Masaki's hand covering his face.

"Look at this clip. I thought it was not very secure, and it was a bit tight. How do you feel after trying it? Share with me your feelings?" There was a strong smile in his tone.

Hirakawa Yaji couldn't help but look down, wanting to see where he was pointing.

The next moment, I saw Zhongyuan Zhong also wearing leather gloves hooked on the leg ring under the clip, black and white were clearly distinguished.

The index finger and middle finger are raised slightly, drawing a mark around it.

He let out a shameful "woo", pulled up the quilt, and buried his head as if trying to hide his ears.