The stove is barely usable.

It’s okay to wash the pot after washing it. The kitchen knife seems to have never been used much. After using a steel wool ball to wipe off the black marks on the surface, the blade still looks very new.

The condiments are only salt and pepper, and there are not many.

Overall, the kitchen is not particularly optimistic.

But for Katsuki Toma, who is used to misfortune, it is actually not bad.

...

"Delicious! Misaka, who was conquered by food, chewed the food while happily making delicious comments!"

"Swallow the food before talking," Kamijoo Dama sighed, "Hey, let's go, come and eat something."

"unnecessary!"

One party passed by and refused.

...

"Hey! Why are all these dishes plain?"

Since the only chair was also destroyed, one side could only stand next to the table.

He did not feel dissatisfied with "standing". What really made him dissatisfied was that the ingredients bought by Kamijo Toma did not have meat, and one side passed by, and it happened to be a carnivorous.

"I am really sorry Mr. Kurajo, who lost his bank card because he lost his bank card and could only buy food with limited cash, so he couldn't afford meat!"

What responded to him was Kamijoo Toma's merciless counterattack and self-complaint.

Regarding the "unfortunateness" of this hedgehog head, Yifang Tong said that he had indeed opened his eyes.

I stepped on something along the way and fell twice, was chased by a wild dog once (in the end, one side solved it), was scalded twice while cooking, and was hit or fell several times while cleaning the room.

Kamijo Toma successfully helped one party redefine the word misfortune.

...

In a barely harmonious atmosphere, the three of them finished their midnight snack.

"Then...I'll go back first..."

"Welcome to visit next time. Misaka Misaka greets him instead of the owner here."

"Shut up! Stinky little guy!"

The owner here doesn't seem to want to be replaced.

"Here, this is my mobile phone number. If you need help, remember to call me."

I left after I put a note of mahjong on the sofa.

...

"Tsk...who will leave such a thing..."

One side lies back on the sofa.

"Then why did you put that note in your pocket? Misaka Misaka sneered and asked a question."

"..." Yi Fangzeng glanced at the room that was cleaned up by Shangyou Toma.

“…Let’s find a place to throw it away tomorrow.”

He replied to the last work in this way.

...

"Click..."

When Shangyou, who opened the dormitory door with the key, his body suddenly stiffened. He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten about a major event that was at stake.

"Dangma's body smelled of delicious food, but his hands were empty," Indyx stood in the middle of the living room, with his hands praying in front of his chest, "Then, God, please tell me if Dangma's skull is delicious..."

"Wait...wait! Princess Indyx! Please believe me! I can solve it..."

"Thank God's will..." Inticus put down his hand and smiled at Dangma like the Virgin Mary, "Dangma, you will see the Lord."
Chapter completed!