Chapter 34: Nasty Things
True Black didn't dodge, because something behind it would break if it dodged.
"Kakashi!"
When Shuo Mao sensed the hostility in the living room from his son who had just come home, he ran out with a stir-fry board, using the kitchen utensils in his hand as knives, and beat the shuriken and kunai back to Kakashi, but he didn't aim at anyone.
The purpose of the real black was not achieved, because the building was still somewhat damaged, and it was the owner of the house who made it himself.
āā¦ā¦ļ¼ļ¼ļ¼ ā¦ā¦ Father......? Kakashi's eyes were full of confusion as he looked at Makoro, and then at Sakumo, who was carrying a cutting board.
"This is...... Guest. Shuo Mao wiped his sweat.
It's a good thing Kakashi hasn't started practicing using the Detonator Charm yet, otherwise it would be a hassle.
The wooden frying pan in his hand was unusable, because there was a notch on the top, and there were some layers of wooden thorns.
"Guest ???" Kakashi was still in a state of confusion.
He just thought it might be a new psychic beast that his father was looking for, but it turned out to be ...... Actually a guest?
"That...... I'll explain this later, so let's take these down first. Shuo Mao pointed to the door and wall behind Kakashi, and first took down the shuriken that had been hit high.
"Oh......" Kakashi went over and took what he could reach.
"You're back?" Yu walked out of the bathroom.
Sakumo looked at the time and felt that Kakashi was coming back soon, and that lunch was almost ready, so he didn't need Yu's help, so he asked Yuki to wash his hands and tidy up first, and then go back to the living room and wait for the meal to start.
Yu first went to the toilet, then washed his hands, took off the hair tie that Shuo Shigeru had tied for himself, combed his hair neatly, and then washed his hands carefully.
It took a long time, and the sound insulation effect of Shuomao's door was quite good...... I don't know what's going on in the living room.
"Why are you here!" Kakashi asked unhappily.
"I'm here to eat." Hirori answered him confidently.
"It's really dark from their family, don't quarrel with them, I'll bring out lunch later, and you can wash your hands first." Shuo Mao quietly slipped the shuriken and kunai in Kakashi's hand into his apron, and motioned with his eyes for Kakashi to be honest.
He would still listen to Shuomao's words.
Kakashi let out a sigh and ran to the bathroom.
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Lunch for Makoro was served in a larger basin, and although all kinds of food were put in it, there was a dividing line between each and each one, and it didn't look very messy.
Maguro didn't care at all, because what she had eaten before was also mixed together.
But it was specially made for her, not leftovers for a while.
Yu plans to buy a set of tableware for her later and put it here...... Well, I'd better buy myself a set by the way.
[But in that case, I think I'm only looking at myself...... In addition to that, let's buy some new tableware and kitchenware for the Qimu family...... Anyway, I'm here to eat, so I can't just bring the ingredients. ]
Instead of letting Kakashi follow him into the kitchen to serve the bowl of rice this time, he went in and pulled the power plug from the rice cooker after bringing all the dishes to the table, and then unplugged the connecting cord, and carried it directly to the floor next to the low table.
Finally, a bowl, spoon, chopsticks, and a rice spoon for rice.
The specific situation is dealt with on a case-by-case basis, and Shuomao's family will also say that it will be started before the meal, and Yu will follow them to say it, after all, it is not his own home.
"Today's rice isn't so sticky......" Kakashi took a chopstick of rice and watched it for a few seconds before eating.
"Indeed, it's better to digest the previous one, right?" As if he hadn't done it himself, Yu calmly picked up his chopsticks and picked up a strip of fried bamboo shoots.
Then it was put in Kakashi's bowl.
"No, this is also very good, and it tastes good!" Kakashi glanced at Hiro with disdain, hesitantly picking up the batter-coated fried bamboo shoot.
He thought that today's rice was also made by his father, but it was just because this guy was so annoyed that he didn't grasp the proportions.
But it's also delicious.
"yes, that's what I've done since then...... Is that okay? Shuo Mao asked as he sandwiched a fried bamboo shoot strip onto Kakashi's rice, and quietly sandwiched the fried one to his side.
"Of course!" Kakashi happily ate the fried one.
He doesn't like to eat things like this, whether it's battered fried shrimp or fried bamboo shoots.
These batter-coated fried items are collectively referred to by some people as 'tempura'.
Ordinary breaded fried chicken and other foods are not counted.
And Yu is aware.
One of the reasons is that I once saw that there was a source that wrote what Kakashi hated was food.
That's why Shuo Mao divided the bamboo shoots into a fried portion and an extra stir-fried portion.
At this time, Yu hadn't started eating yet, so he smiled and gave Kakashi another one.
āā¦ā¦ What are you doing, you eat yours yourself! Kakashi glared at Yu in displeasure.
Then he looked at the fried bamboo shoot in the bowl with a puzzled look.
Shuo Mao was helpless, and was about to raise his chopsticks to clip a new bamboo shoot from Kakashi's bowl again, when he was interrupted by the conversation between the two children.
"This is delicious, you can taste it too, ah, don't you like it? But you just ate the fried one, but you can't be a picky eater. Yu still didn't move his chopsticks, but looked at Kakashi on the other side like a good show.
"IāI'm not a picky eater!" Kakashi glared at Yu again, hatefully putting fried bamboo shoots and a large chopstick of rice into his mouth, clattering and chewing.
"Haha...... Our family rarely makes tempura like this because it doesn't ...... Well, it's good to eat once in a while. Shuo Mao was about to say that it was unhealthy, but suddenly thought that this was for Yu, so he didn't say it.
It's one thing to be unhealthy, it's not a problem to be 'fried', the main thing is that Kakashi doesn't like to eat it.
"My family too." After Yu achieved his goal of 'making Kakashi eat the nasty things' here, he began to eat normally.
[You may not know that your son smashes after watching unhealthy things every day......]
Yu complained in his heart.
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Except for the initial episode about fried bamboo shoots, nothing happened again.
The speed of eating without utensils and straight to the mouth was much faster than the previous meals, and when Shuomao and the others finished eating, the real black even licked the basin very cleanly, only a little oil stain that could not be removed except for washing with dish soap.
Kakashi also added a few bowls of rice halfway through and ate a lot of food other than fried bamboo shoots.
But in order not to let the person over there say that he was a picky eater, he endured the nasty feeling and ate two more fried bamboo shoots.
"Is it delicious?" Shuo Mao touched Kakashi's head, who was sitting on the ground clutching his stomach, and smiled and began to clean up the table.
"Hmm!" Kakashi nodded without hesitation.
Either one is delicious.
Fried bamboo shoots too.
But still annoying.
"That's good, by the way, today's rice is made by Yu, and so is the bibiscula." Shuo Mao folded the dishes and chopsticks together, and left this sentence before entering the kitchen.
If it is said during a meal, Kakashi will most likely deliberately eat less of those because of dissatisfaction.
So Shuo Mao didn't say it first.
ā¦ā¦ I'll put less water in it from tomorrow, and Kakashi also has a good class and exercise at school, so he shouldn't have to worry about digestion.
Shuo Mao thought so.
- He did it because the rice was easier to digest because he added more water.
After all, Kakashi is still a little more than three years old.
āā¦ā¦ Ha? ā
Kakashi felt like he was in a mental shock.
He stiffly twisted his neck to look at Yu who was walking on the opposite side of the leopard.
Yu smiled meaninglessly at him.
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{Why is this man so annoying!} }
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