[Comprehensive] Luo Xichao of Men's Seminary

The hot pot meal was coming to an end, but Tokika and Hatta quarreled.

"Hey Morishima, you've eaten too much sauce, right? You've completely covered the taste of the hot pot!" Hatta pointed to the sesame sauce in front of Tokika and accused angrily.

Morishima asked in surprise: "Isn't sesame juice the soul of hot pot? If you want to eat the original taste of hot pot, then why does sesame juice exist?"

"Sesame juice is used for seasoning, you are not seasoning like this, you are drinking sesame juice, I say!"

"Then according to what you said, you only need to dip salt in the barbecue, and the sauce will lose its meaning."

"I'm talking about hot pot, you don't want to mention barbecue! Besides, when I eat barbecue, I only dip it in salt and don't want sauce."

"...heretic, you are a heretic!"

"I just have a bland taste!"

"You're the way old people eat!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Kusanagi and Himuro hurriedly stood up to smooth things over.

"Stop, stop! The more you talk, the more energetic you are, what are you arguing about!"

"That's right, this kind of thing can quarrel, are you two children?"

"Besides, you shouldn't dip too much sesame juice in hot pot. Isn't this an eternal truth?"

Hearing this, Himuro looked at Kusanagi with a sunken expression on his face, and said in a complicated tone: "It seems that we still haven't reached an agreement on this issue."

"Ah, you barbecue sauce pie, don't talk to me, a barbecue salt pie." Kusanagi waved his hand, with a generous look of "I don't care about you".

"No, I think that after so many years, this issue must be decided." Himuro said seriously.

The initiators of the topic—Tokaka Morishima and Misaki Hatta looked at Kusanagi and Himuro who were posing for a fight to the death with twitching corners of their mouths, and complained in unison in their hearts: You are children!

Himuro and Kusanagi looked at each other for ten seconds, and sparks sparked when their eyes met.

"I have a vague feeling that a great war is about to break out." Dai said as she stuffed a piece of mutton into her mouth—stained with thick sesame juice.

"Fushimi, are you a sauce pie or a salt pie?" Himuro asked Fushimi first.

Fushimi replied slowly: "What the hell is sauce and salt?"

"Anna, do you eat barbecue with sauce or salt?" Kusanagi aimed at Anna.

"Dip in salt!" The cute snack guy replied with puffy cheeks and a cute face. Xia Xia was heartbroken when he heard it, and immediately decided not to eat barbecue with Anna.

"Akashi! I know you are a salt pie, you old man." Himuro said contemptuously.

Kusanagi looked at Dai: "Teacher Dai?"

"Oh, I'm a staunch saucer." Ignoring Akashi's sharp eyes, Dai replied calmly.

Tokika and Hatta faced each other and bit their ears: "I think we started a very boring topic."

Hatta nodded approvingly.

The ice room continued to ask: "What about you, Awashima? You are also a salt pie, right?"

Awashima replied coldly: "Of course not, I am a sauce pie. It would be more perfect if I added some red bean paste to the sauce."

If it weren't for the fear that Kusanagi would fight with him on the spot, Himuro would have complained, "You heretic", but Kusanagi had the same thought in his heart.

Glancing at Zhou Fang, Kusanagi said confidently: "You don't need to ask, he has always been a saltist."

Zhou Fang nodded, agreeing to Kusanagi's statement.

"Where's Tatara?" Ice Room looked at Shishu beside him.

The latter smiled and said, "I usually dip it in salt and then dip it in sauce, it's double delicious."

One sentence provoked Himuro and Kusanagi to complain: "You are the heretic!"

Shixia and Hatta, who were counting the votes, muttered to each other again, and said with a strange look: "Excluding the heresy brother Shishu, we are actually tied five to five, half dipped in salt and half dipped in sauce."

"Wait a minute, we obviously have twelve people, who is missing?" Hatta, who was in charge of arranging the bowl, looked at a loss.

Hatta's words made everyone fall into deep thought. Ten seconds later, everyone looked at the person who was left out in unison: "Munakata, what school are you from?"

Munakata didn't show displeasure because he was left out, he took off his glasses and wiped off the moisture and said calmly: "It seems that I have the decisive vote."

"I remember you are from the salt pie." Zhou Fang glanced at him.

Zongxiang smiled and said: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you. My taste has changed. Now I am a sauce pie."

"Isn't it? When did you change your taste?" Himuro also found it inconceivable. He had been mocking Munakata Shuo Kusanagi and Akashi for eating barbecue like old people.

Glancing at a girl with a surprised face, Munakata put on his glasses and said calmly but firmly, "Just now."

"Yaho——" the Shixia girl shouted happily, and shouted to Fushimi across a Hatta, "Fushimi, quick five—this is the victory of the sauce party, and it is a big step forward for mankind!"

Fushimi pushed his glasses and twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's not that exaggerated." But he still gave Tokia a high-five with dignity.

Zhou Fang looked at Tokika, then at Munakata, and finally thought about it.