[Comprehensive] The system is full of malice to me

Although the process of dissecting a fish for the first time was full of nausea and blood, but fortunately it went smoothly. At this moment, the fish has been cleaned and placed on a plate.The only thing that made Yukimura feel a little annoyed was that he had washed his hands several times and still felt a little smelly.

The main candidates who had finished training had rushed to take a shower and sat in the living room waiting for their meal. Nana Enomoto boiled two tomatoes in hot water and was peeling them when she heard the door of the living room being knocked.

"Excuse me, excuse me." With an energetic and urgent voice, Enomoto Nana recognized that the person knocking on the door was Kise Ryota.

"This voice is a little familiar." Marui was holding the remote control to tune the channel.

"Of course it sounds familiar. This is a sleeping place. Besides the people next door, who else would knock on the door?" King Ni replied casually, without getting up to open the door.

There was a moment of silence outside, followed by a louder knock on the door, "Is anyone there? Help me!"

"..." It seemed that something extraordinary had happened.

Yukimura washed his hands again with hand sanitizer and said, "Marui, go and open the door."

Marui agreed, thinking that he would find a reason to send them back at the door for a while, what else could it be if they didn't grab the meal when they came here?

The door was opened, and the golden-haired boy leaned over with a handsome face in sight, "Good evening."

Marui leaned back a little, knowingly asked: "Why are you here at this moment?"

Huang Lailiang said with a smile: "Excuse me, let's come over for a meal, you don't mind?"

No, I don't mind very much.

Fumta Marui held the door to prevent anyone from entering, raised his head slightly and said, "It seems inappropriate for you to come here without saying hello."

Akashi stepped forward and smiled politely, "It's really inappropriate to bother me at this time." After speaking, he glanced at Atsushi Murasakihara.

The oversized purple-haired boy lowered his body slightly, and handed the beautifully packaged box in front of Marui, "We brought cakes to eat with you."

"It's limited." Kise added.

"..." He seemed to be able to smell the aroma of butter, Marui Fumita was tangled up for a while, thinking of a piece of cake and wanted to bribe me?It's not that I haven't eaten the limited edition, it's not rare!However, he took it over with a straight face, the cake box in his hand was heavy, Marui felt warm in his heart, and moved away, "Please come in."

The few people sitting in the living room watching TV only heard the sound of the door being closed, thinking that Marui had coaxed people away, and the next moment they saw a group of people pouring into the living room.Marui walked last, holding a cake box in his hand.

Niwang looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

A worthless thing, promised to defend the minister's love to the death, and the cake was bought?

Foodie, white-eyed wolf, traitor, unreliable.

Nioh Masaharu put several labels on Marui in his heart.

"Little Enomoto! Are you making dinner?" After spending three years with Kise Ryota, Enomoto Nana knew that his way of laughing was definitely on purpose.

Nana Enomoto beat the eggs with a whisk, looked up at him, and asked tentatively, "You guys came for a walk after dinner, right?"

"No, you're thinking wrong." Kise stretched out his index finger and shook it.

As soon as Kise finished speaking, Momoi Wuyue stepped forward, looking depressed and having nowhere to vent.

"Nana, can we have dinner together?" Momoi Wuzuki greeted Yukimura, but she didn't want him to know that they came here because she was not good at cooking, so she approached Enomoto Nana and whispered, "They won't eat me. I made pasta, thanks to which I specially prepared it, as well as chicken soup with mushrooms."

Qingfeng was standing right behind Taojing, with sharp ears, and he didn't show any face when he heard her words, "Let's eat it, then we have to see that dark thing is spaghetti, and what about you When the soup came out, I already smelled a mushy smell."

"Can you stop talking?" Momoi blushed and stared at him.

Nana Enomoto knew that it was not a day or two since Wuyue was good at dark cooking, but considering the few ingredients in her hand, she ignored Kise Ryota's eager gaze and said ruthlessly: "There are not enough dishes, why don't you Order takeaway?"

"Don't be so indifferent, takeout is not as delicious as homemade." Kise first stated his position, not ordering takeout.

Momoi Wuyue's eyes lit up, "I brought some vegetables over, but I haven't used up all of them yet, so I'll go get them now."

When Nana Enomoto was considering whether the dining table could seat so many people, she heard Akashi say, "If it's inconvenient, then forget it."

In fact, she has nothing to do with herself, she just thinks that everyone in the tennis club may feel uncomfortable sitting and eating with unfamiliar people.

Nana Enomoto turned to look at Yukimura.

"It's not inconvenient." Yukimura said, "Let's have dinner together, Akashi-kun."

Nana Enomoto felt that ordinary dishes would never fill them up, so she decided to make a hot pot soup, wash the dishes and let them eat them hot.

"Wow! I like hot pot." Kise Ryota sniffed the fragrant bottom of the pot, "Is there no sauce?"

Nana Enomoto pointed to the kitchen, "Call it by yourself."

Fortunately, the dining table is big, and you can barely sit down if you squeeze it.

"Manager, you are amazing!" Foodies always express their sincere admiration to the food and the people who make it.

Nana Enomoto took off her apron, "It's nothing, Yukimura-kun also helped a lot, he got that fish."

A few pairs of chopsticks that were about to strike at the grilled fish suddenly stopped.

Yukimura's grilled fish.

It's better not to try lightly.

The few people in the tennis club who had tried Yukimura's dark cuisine calmly withdrew their chopsticks, obviously they misunderstood what Nana Enomoto meant.

Enomoto judged that Yukimura's cooking skills were good from the fish killing action. Seeing that they all retracted their chopsticks, Nana asked, "What's wrong?"

Of course Yukimura understood what they meant, they were questioning his craftsmanship.

His face turned cold, and he said, "I killed the fish, and Enomoto was the one who cooked it."

"So the manager did it?"

Nana Enomoto replied: "I am in charge of frying the fish, and Yukimura-kun puts the seasoning."

"...The seasoning that the minister put in?"

"Well, it's for him anyway, I don't know his taste so I let him add the seasoning himself."

Seasoning is the soul of a dish.

If Yukimura puts the seasoning, you don't have to try it, so as not to make a fuss.

"Since it's made for the minister, minister, eat slowly and be careful of the fishbone." Marui's chopsticks skipped over the grilled fish, picked up a mushroom and scalded it into the pot.

Yukimura's grilled fish?

Akashi didn't like grilled fish very much. After listening to their conversation, he saw that Yukimura hadn't moved his chopsticks, so he picked up a piece of fish to let it cool down, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

"Hehe." Yukimura saw that his simple action was full of provocation, and took it calmly, "How does it taste, Akashi-kun?"

The author has something to say:

Yukimura: How does it taste, Akashi-kun?

Akashi: If (for) often (you) don't face (wrong).