Fortunately, not everyone has the mind reading technique, and not everyone has the powerful observation ability of Ryusuke to guess what Akigawa is thinking, so after just a moment of fantasy, he coughed and became serious.

"Let's make the simplest eight-treasure dish first. Because we are trying to practice, we won't add meat and use less vegetables. We just let Harunada get familiar with the steps and practice the grasp of heat, oil and salt."

As he spoke, Asuka unscrewed the stove, took the spatula from Haruna, and then wanted to demonstrate it to her.

"Brother Torikawa is too tall and blocks me."

"Hmm? Then I'll take a little bit to the side."

After Akikawa said that, he moved his feet and leaned to the side, trying to turn his body to let Haruna see clearly.

"I still can't see clearly."

"Okay, I'll move it a little longer, what about that?"

"I still can't see clearly...it's what it takes."

Haruna smiled and came to Asuka, bent down and penetrated under his arms, and then got into his arms.

He gently leaned his head back against Asuka's chest, Haruna closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Can Brother Asuka teach me step by step?"

Her two little hands were instantly wrapped in warmth, and she felt extremely relieved.

Asakawa almost thoughtlessly, he held her hand, lowered his head and kissed her cheek and said, "It's OK, but you can't do some small moves. Be careful when operating open flames, and safety is the first priority in the kitchen."

"Well~ Okay, let's spare you today. Then... Do you want to go to my room to help me make up for it tomorrow night? "

Haruna turned around, looked at Asuka with her neck tilted, and licked her tongue around her lips.

"Oh... did I secretly raise a succubus?" Akikawa said helplessly: "I hope I can feed you with supper tonight, so I won't be hungry tomorrow."

...

Happy times are always short. Asakawa and Haruna made at least a dozen plates of Babao dishes together, but the two of them felt that they had only passed ten minutes and so short.

When Kamiya Eki and Kamiya Tomoya came back from pushing the door, Haruna was touching the soy sauce in her hand on Akikawa's face, and Akikawa grabbed her with malicious intentions, preparing to try where she was fat.

If the fire hadn't been turned off, they wouldn't have been so noisy, but they were still educated by Kamiya Ei.

Of course, 90% of the time during the education process was her scolding her son for protecting Haruna. She only occasionally saw the hand marks on Haruna’s chest, so she turned around and reminded Haruna and the others were still young and should pay attention to their proper attitude.

Degree?

When Asakawa heard this, he thought to himself, is it the kind of sense of "You know my length, I know your depth"? If this is the case, he and Haruna are quite reasonable.

Even Haruna had specially measured it for him.

Although the dozen plates of eight-treasure dishes on the table seemed to be large in quantity, each plate was actually only a small mouthful. It was taught step by step by step by step by step. Even the semi-finished products that were not perfect can definitely be eaten, so that they will not be unable to be eaten.

But even Kamiya Tomoya, who was exhausted after work, was suffering.

Haruna's test items were all collected by Kamiya Ei and sent to the head of the family. Haruna blushed and felt embarrassed and extremely embarrassed.

How can I let my uncle eat his own test products?

I’m sorry, I haven’t added meat yet, and there’s less oil and salt.

Fortunately, Kamiya Tomoe also gave him a lot of face. Not only did he eat everything without leaving any left, he also praised his future daughter-in-law's skills.

Asakawa looked at his father's face turned green and his mouth was stubborn, thinking to himself how his mother was deceived back then?

Kamiya Ei was also a scholarly lady from a local school in Tokyo back then. She was like a poor boy like Kamiya Tomoya who came to work in Tokyo.

Asakawa thought, it was probably because his mother was not very good at craftsmanship back then, and she was praised by her father as she is now. She loved to do it when she has confidence, and she would do it when she does it too much.

Sure enough, men can inherit their sweet-mouthed people by being able to coax people. Asakawa muttered in his heart that he probably inherited the ability of Kamiya Tomoya to trick the Tokyo girl when he was poor and wasted, so he lost all over the country.

After dinner, Haruna went back to her home. Asuka was studying in the room. Until she saw the lights on the second floor opposite, the little girl's silhouette was reflected on the curtains. Asuka smiled slightly and put down the book, got up and closed the window, and pulled up the curtains.

Time on the perpetual calendar has passed bit by bit, and Torikawa is still writing at his desk and reviewing his homework.

Although he was itchy in his heart, he did not turn on the system and add points as soon as possible, but instead forced his attention to learning.

This was regarded as a process of meditation. When he had something to do, he would feel uncomfortable in his heart, just like there were ants crawling.

This feeling of discomfort will become more and more serious over time, so that you are upset or even want to smash things.

But as long as you force yourself to calm down and endure the most difficult time, you can achieve complete rationality.

What Asikawa wants now is almost absolute rationality. He wants to ensure that he will not be disturbed by emotions such as sympathy or "fire-deficiency phobia" when allocating points, thereby affecting his judgment.

No matter when, his life is the most important, and he must keep enough points for his in case of emergency.

Do you know if the next dangerous love game will be more difficult, will it be lost faster because of his current expansion of points, or some other debuff punishment.

At 9:30, it was time for Torikawa to finish his study and go to bed as usual.

He put down the pencil in his hand, washed, took a shower and changed into pajamas, and everything was no different from usual.

Hearing the sound of closing the door downstairs, Asukao lay in the room where the lights were turned off, and turned over and sat up.

"Wear the title of wisdom of the brave and launch the title effect."

It was like a tide breaking through the window, and black mist poured into the room.

Like a swamp surging, the mist scattered in the house condensed into a human form.

Asakusa looked at the black fog in front of him and felt that he hadn't seen it for a long time, but in fact it was only a few days.

【What do you want to ask?】

"Is it too lazy to even pop-ups this time?"

Asakusawa is now communicating with Black Fog like communicating with a most familiar stranger, much more casual: "I have enough reason to suspect that the system is actually controlled by you."

【Not all.】

"I'm too lazy to tell you riddles. I'm asking you to ask about Yuki's love for his mother."

[I should have told you very early that special drugs cannot treat certain diseases, and silicosis, a terminal illness that is a whole lung disease, is even more powerless.]

"Well... it's a pity," Akikawa shook his head and said, "I originally wanted to use special medicine to treat lung fibrosis caused by paraquat... You may not know what paraquat is. A simple explanation is to turn sausages into live pigs."

Black mist looked at Torichuan, his voice was actually full of jokes.

[You can still joke, which means you are optimistic about the current situation.]

"Yes, I have been thinking about Mrs. Yuki's illness for a long time," Asahikawa nodded confidently: "If a building has been disrepaired for a long time and no repair is meaningless, the best way is to give up and then demolish and rebuild it."
Chapter completed!