[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

The original owner used to go to Masako's house for dinner at night, but at that time, hunger overwhelmed her self-esteem, and now Oriha Sakurana doesn't have that concern at all, and she doesn't lack for such a bite.

Fresh shrimp.She sucked her finger, and it was not too much.

Today, Keigo Atobe not only invited her to dinner, but also took the initiative to send her back. She was late for work, so I should do something to express my humanitarian gratitude.

Just ask if you don't understand, and put away the plates and dishes, Oriha Sakura didn't care about the danger of losing shape if sitting after a meal, and sat down on the sofa.After eating fruit, I asked Masako: "To express my gratitude to someone, what is the best gift?"

"Yo," Masako became interested: "Boys and girls?"

"male."

Still a boy, Masako got excited all of a sudden: "Do you look good? Are you in your class? Are your grades good?"

In the last sentence, she lowered her voice: "How is the family situation?"

Gossip is a treasure for all human beings, especially for women.

Appearance should not be treated in isolation, but should be compared in groups.Zhiyu Yingna swallowed a piece of apple, and the juice overflowed in her mouth: "You look okay, the one in our class, the first in grades, the family conditions, counting up, it's very good."

He looks good, is in the same class, and his grades are so good.In Japanese TV dramas, it is also a perfect example of a male protagonist.

Masako tried to capture a little bit of shyness from Oriha Sakurana's face, but she failed after staring at her for a long time: "Are you not interested in others at all?"

"Interesting," Zhiyu Yingnai giggled with a bulging cheek, covering half of her face, "It's not interesting, I won't be so attentive."

... This girl is not enlightened at all now, and Masako is not in a hurry after thinking about it: "Listen to me, we can give any kind of gifts according to our economic conditions. Instead of going to supermarkets and boutiques to buy those gadgets, it's better to buy them yourself. Make some small snacks or something, which saves money and looks good. It just so happens that there are some flour, cream and butter at home, so you can use them.”

……

Make desserts better and save money.

Although the house is small and crude, fortunately the counter is very clean.The owner's family is in the catering business, and there are not all kinds of ingredients, but they are not lacking in everything.

Oraha Sakurana stirred the protein liquid at a constant speed. This dessert does not use egg yolk, and it was separated and placed in another small bowl to set aside.She turned on the fire on the stove again, spread the egg yolk into an omelet, and took the omelet out with chopsticks while it was still in the pot.

Rolled up a green onion and gnawed it.

Pour the stirred protein liquid into the milk and roux, and some vanilla powder, wine, Zhiyu Sakurana dipped a little to taste.

She nodded, slightly salty, just right.

No matter how good the cooking skills are, it must be suitable for the appetite. If a person likes salty food, he must let him eat sweet food, and he doesn't like delicious food.

The timing was right, Sakurana Oriha used local materials, and made a few simple snacks for Masako, not to mention the cuisine of any country, and planned to let Masako enter the recipe.

It's not too difficult, you can learn it after watching it a few times.

Masako was too busy to win, watching and memorizing, Zhiyu Yingna's movements were very slow, but the steps were complicated and cumbersome, so she memorized the front and forgot the back: "Slow down, slow down, just this one What's the matter, I forgot again!"

People's memory is really bad.She paused the movement of her hands, and repeated the explanation of the amount of seasoning: "The taste should not be interspersed, but the taste of oden is mild, and it will not affect eating heavy-flavored food after a meal, so it doesn't matter if it is salty or sweet."

I have never seen Zhiyu Yingna know how to cook before. Masako was a little curious, but she called her in a few words: "My father taught me all my cooking skills."

Masako quickly patted her head to change the subject: "Look at my memory, what happened to that tofu just now?"

***

Candlestick cut Guangzhong tied the master's fingers with an unhappy face.

Zhiyu Yingna flicked his blindfold, Candlestick Chee boss didn't want to, but still didn't move, just stood there for her to fiddle with.

He is small, but talks a lot: "I didn't say that, it's not such a way to repay your kindness. How can ordinary people withstand your blood? Besides, you haven't recovered yet, so you're just doing nonsense."

He said this as if it was not his finger that pierced the hole, but his heart.

She lowered her head suspiciously, and after searching for a long time, she got a hole a little bigger than the eye of a needle.

If you haven't seen the world, it's easy to see less and more strange things, and thanks to this troublesome knife, it's like making a fuss about something.Zhiyu Yingna took back the wrapped hands, and clicked a few words: "It's just such a big eye, and it was seriously drugged, and it was carefully tied with bandages."

Kind of embarrassing.

What Zhiyu Yingna was thinking in her heart was all on her eyes and face, Candlestick looked at her master indifferently, stomping her feet angrily.

She blew away the ashes from her fingertips without looking at the candlestick: "Isn't this doing good? A drop of dragon blood can be used by ordinary people. It can prevent all diseases and prolong life. Ordinary ghosts dare not come close."

He understood the truth, and Candlestick retorted: "But in the end, this lady is only kind to Zhi Yu, and you are responsible for avenging her. Why do you do such self-destructive things? Even if you sacrificed your soul , it's not worth it for you!"

"So exasperated, Candelabra."

Although he was angry, he still wanted to correct it: "It's not a candlestick, it's a candlestick cut."

She was thoughtful: "Oh, is the little candlestick jealous?"

"Who is jealous?" Before he could react to this brain circuit, the scene in front of him made him exclaim again: "What are you going to do?"

Before the candlestick could be stopped, Oraha Sakura had already removed the bandage he had just tied layer by layer, and the taupe powder on it had already melted into her fingertips.She put her finger in front of Candlestick Qie Guangzhong, her voice was full of emotion: "Are you sad that I didn't give it to you? Then, do you want it, Candlestick...cut?"

What a terrible line.

I can't accept this.Candlestick Che sighed: "It's a crime to say such things to a boy under the age of fourteen."

Yo, yes, I know how to speak the law.

Zhiyu Sakura sneered with the corners of her mouth: "The law protects minors, regardless of whether you are a minor, are you a human?"

"……no."

"Isn't that enough?" finger poked the mouth of the candlestick: "Come on, prolong life and beautify yourself, don't you always say you are ugly, come have a sip."

He answered firmly: "No, and I have always thought I was handsome."

"Really not?"

"No," Candlestick shook his head three times: "I'm not jealous because of this, I just don't want you to hurt your body again."

Even if it's just a drop of blood.

Candlestick cut the little hand holding Zhiyu Sakurana's, the rejection was unquestionable, and she tied the bandage again, and carefully tied a bow.

She cut lightly, but also fiddled with the candlestick with her hands.

It didn't take long to tie it up again, and I was very satisfied with this candlestick: "OK, don't touch it again, ancestor."

The bow is neatly tied, but it's just a useless superficial effort.Zhiyu Yingna shook her hands left and right, looked around, and smiled mockingly: "Sword Fusangshen, the name sounds nice, but in fact, the godhead is low, and it can barely be called a demon."

He didn't take it seriously: "Don't you discriminate against demons?"

Zhiyu Yingnai said softly, with unclear meaning: "Gods and demons are separated by heaven and earth, drink my blood, and you can become a real god, why not? Little idiot."