The high school in Kanagawa is actually similar to the junior high school in Hokkaido. There are four classes in the morning, each 50 minutes, and the lunch break is from 12:50-13:30.After cleaning after two classes in high school in the afternoon, it is time for club activities.While club activities are not mandatory in Japan, it is even rarer for people not to join clubs at all.Especially at the beginning of school, various associations in northern Hunan have begun to launch intensive recruiting activities, whether it is the layer after layer of posters on the bulletin board, or the seniors who have entered the lower grades, I will appear on the stage after you sing, it is lively Noisy, no less than a school festival.

But I don’t know why, no one dares to win over Sakuragi and Mito, who are bad at first glance, so why didn’t anyone come to me?

The corner where I sit is like a vacuum in the classroom.Except for the occasional sight of others looking over, no one bothered.

Before class in the afternoon, Sakuragi came back with a bright face. Akagi Haruko, who was full of mouth, looked like a spring heart... It seems that Hanako has followed the trajectory of the manga, and is about to run on the road of no return in basketball.Although I am a little jealous of Akagi Haruko...but...

~(≧▽≦)/~ No matter what, Sakuragi SAMA who became a basketball boy is my favorite!

Thinking of the loose basketball uniform that can reveal the strong muscles of the arms and legs, I couldn't help but drool again...

Before school, the homeroom teacher Okamura suddenly appeared with a moustache and a perfect score of zero and wretched. He arranged for everyone to comment on a few class leaders and sent out a so-called community interest form.

At a glance, in addition to the common sports clubs, vocal and musical classes, there are also some clubs that I haven't seen in junior high school, such as astrology clubs, tea ceremony clubs... Well, in fact, if it's purely based on interest, I still like the Supernatural Research Department very much.But it's a pity...

While thinking about it, I filled in the three words "basketball club" in the club intention form, and then drew a cute "?" at the end with endless interest.

Because freshmen in senior high school have not yet joined the club activities, they arrange cleaning after finishing their work, and school ends at around 03:30 in the afternoon.I wanted to follow Huadao home, but I ran into Akagi Haruko looking for me.

be happy! ╭(╯^╰)╮

I pushed the bicycle and followed them, and sure enough, the goal of the two was the basketball hall.Speaking of it, the basketball stadium in Xiangbei is not big, and there are no audience seats. It can be seen that the basketball team has not achieved much, and it is far less luxurious than the baseball team not far away.Originally, he planned to follow him to have a look, but he caught sight of Mito coming this way with a fat and thin duo and a mustache.It's better to retreat strategically. Anyway, the red-haired young man with big pectoral muscles can run, but he can't run to the den next door to my house.

……

I pedaled my bicycle, speeding past the apartment buildings.This feeling is very good, especially the weightlessness when sliding down a steep slope, as if you can fly.

Of course, the skirt that was specially made to be shorter by me would naturally fly up at such a time.Men and women passing by will inevitably look at me a few more times.Men directly look at Sanlu, and women will pay more attention to my red ponytail.I know they think I must be a bad | that's how people trust their eyes, prejudice is everywhere in Japan.so what?Returning to a youthful body, not lacking in beauty, and not enjoying youth to the fullest, do you have to wait until you are over 30, and regret it for the second time? ╮(╯_╰)╭

I let go of the handlebars with both hands, enjoying the attention of youth to my heart's content.

What should an ordinary Kanagawa 15-year-old high school girl look like?

It probably won't be Kitajima Sakurako.

In Sapporo, Hokkaido, even if it took seven years, everyone failed to accept the strange Kitajima Sakurako.

"I took you in because I had no other choice. You should put yourself in the right place." Sakurako Kitajima's mother said.

"Freaks stay away from me!" This is the younger brother who is half blood related to Kitajima Sakurako.

When I trampled on my careless mother's remarried husband that year, I thought, what would the real Kitajima Sakura be like now if I didn't have an adult in my shell?

It probably won't be what I am now.

……

Throw the sealed manuscript in the mailbox, and this week's serialization is done.I took another detour to the vegetable market, and then rushed home excitedly.After all, no one lived in the house for a year, it was too troublesome to tidy up, and I was really lazy.I didn't do anything, I climbed through the window I had been climbing since I was a child, and I turned to the Huadao House next door.I looked at the window, no one was there.He took out a wire and fiddled with it, and opened the window of his house.Before being taken away by social workers, I stayed at Huadao's house for two days. Although it was seven years later, I still found the kitchen with ease.

Well, what would a young single's nest look like?I pinched my waist and inspected the pots and pans that seemed to be only used to cook instant noodles.

Oh... I still underestimated Huadao, there is still half a pot of rice left in the rice cooker.

Rubbing his chin to look at the rice, and then at the simple ingredients he bought.Well, it's decided, let's have omurice for dinner.

Stuffing the newly purchased fruits and vegetables into the refrigerator, I boiled a pot of boiling water, sterilized the cutting boards and kitchen knives, and cleaned the pots and chopsticks carefully.

Chicken Breast|Cut breast meat, carrots, onions, shiitake mushrooms into small cubes, mince green onion and garlic.Make boiling water in the pot, and blanch the green beans over the water.Dry the pan and pour the oil. When the oil is half-cooked, put the onion and garlic into the pan.Suddenly, the sound of "crackling" mixed with the fragrance of green onions filled the small kitchen with people.

The chopped ingredients are put into the pan and stir-fried one after another, with delicious tomato sauce and green beans, and then the rice is poured into the pan.I hummed a little song, the spatula flew up and down, the ruddy color climbed up the diced meat and rice grains with the song.Green peas, white onions, accompanied by dots of shiitake mushrooms, the sweet and sour tomato hooked my growling stomach, so I couldn't help but sneak a spoonful from the pot and put it on my stomach.

After the fried rice is ready, take four eggs and lightly knock on the side of the bowl, beat them with chopsticks and add some whipped cream, the milky white color will melt into the egg liquid after stirring.Spread butter on the bottom of the pot, turn it on, and the sweet fragrance will overflow.Pour the beaten egg liquid into the pot, lift the pot and turn it clockwise, and the egg skin will be formed.

I enthusiastically put the two egg skins on plates, poured fried rice on them, folded them left and right, and wrapped them into a perfect half moon. Tomato sauce and salad dressing made beautiful patterns on the skins, and served with orange petals, strawberries and Lettuce~perfect~

I stomped the finished product to the TV.But before I turned to the popular Dragon Ball, the sliding door of the Japanese room was swung open.

I turned around and looked at Hanamichi Sakuragi with a surprised expression on his face, his jaw almost dropped to the floor...

"Are you hungry? I made omurice! ↖(^ω^)↗"

The author has something to say: omelet rice is sweet and sour, easy to make, delicious and nutritious, cute favorite (づ ̄3 ̄)づ

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