Back at his humble rental house, Murakami feels tired and hungry - all the barbecue is for the three of them.

Open the landlord's worn-out fridge and it's empty.

"Ugh."

Sighing, he didn't really want to cook anyway, so he simply grabbed his wallet and mobile phone, put on his shoes again, and prepared to go out to eat casually.

I found a ramen shop and had a 720 yen pork chop ramen - the island country is full of pork chop rice and pork chop noodles.

I didn't go back after eating, and I turned the corner and went into the bookstore I frequented.

Today he is a little impulsive (he has been called a scumbag) - he feeds the three girls regardless of the risks, and the addictive nature of cooking skills has not been thoroughly studied, so such a move is very irresponsible for himself and others.

But no matter how you think about it, it's all the fault of the three women.

Since they have all broken up, isn't it common sense for everyone to be familiar strangers and treat each other as if they didn't see it?

even invited him to eat barbecue together, Yu Murakami was a little unsure of Nakano Ai's heart

When he entered the bookstore, the middle-aged female cashier who had been observing him for a long time greeted him as soon as possible.

"Murakami-san, there's a new batch of cooking books in the store."

Yu Murakami nodded: "Aligado." ”

I found a bookshelf where I had a cooking book, and I took a random copy that I hadn't read, and I didn't look for a seat, but sat on the floor with my back to the bookshelf.

The book was placed between his legs, flipped softly, and his reading skills immersed him instantly.

In a trance, he came to a kitchen, where all kinds of food and raw materials were ready, just waiting for him to get started.

The natural gas is turned on, and the first step is to heat the pot.

The time for reading passed quickly, and by the time he woke up, it was close to 6 o'clock.

Due to the latitude, the sun is setting in Tokyo, and the beautiful dusk spills into the bookstore through the floor-to-ceiling windows, like a layer of autumn maple leaves.

[Cooking Lv. 4: 99/100]

I got up and put the book back on the shelf, stretched, and walked out of the bookstore.

"Murakami-san, are you going back?" The cashier asked.

"No, have a meal, and continue in the evening."

The cashier smiled: "You should also pay attention to your body when you read a book." ”

"Well, thank you."

With a wave of his hand, Murakami walked out of the store, and the air became fresh.

Plane trees are planted on both sides of the bookstore, and large new leaves seem to turn yellow in the dusk.

Pork cutlet rice for dinner, plus a miso soup – it was hard to drink.

After eating, I walked outside for a while, and did not return to the bookstore until it was completely dark, estimated to be a little after 7 o'clock.

The shop is lit up with bright yellow lights, and the smooth floor seems to be reflective.

"Good evening, Murakami-san."

"Good evening."

Sitting down in the old position, Murakami crossed his fingers and stretched his lower arms.

"Yo Xi, let me see the true face of lv5's cooking skills."

At 10 p.m., the bookstore closes.

"Murakami-san, Murakami-san."

"Huh?" Yu Murakami wakes up from the book and the cashier is standing next to him, gently patting him on the shoulder.

The cashier reminded softly, "It's 10 o'clock, Murakami-san." ”

Yu Murakami stood up and looked up, the lights in the store were mostly dimmed, and only his part was still lit.

"I'm sorry, but I'm obsessed."

【Cuisine (Max Level)】

The cashier covered his mouth and smiled: "Murakami-san is the first person who likes cooking books so much." ”

Yu Murakami was in a good mood and smiled: "I like all kinds of books, to be precise, as long as they are books, I like them." ”

The cashier was amazed by his smile, tilted his head slightly, and pretended to be cute: "Murakami-san is a person who likes books at first glance." ”

"......" Yu Murakami had nothing to say to the island woman's pretending to be tender regardless of her age, so he turned around and put the book back: "I'm sorry for bothering you today." ”

"It's okay, Murakami-kun's words won't cause trouble to anyone."

You're wrong.

Murakami walked out of the store, walked home, and pulled out the system panel.

[Reading (full level): omitted]

[Cuisine (Max Level): Glowing Cuisine, Taste Attack, Tongue of the God, Emotional Cuisine, Stamina +1]

[Acting Lv 2: 52/100]

[Kendo Lv. 1: 21/100]

[Photography Lv. 1: 1/100]

[Intelligence: 12 (10)]

[Stamina: 9 (10)]

[Charm: 14 (10)]

Click on the cooking skill to pop up the skill details.

[Glow Cuisine: All dishes made by the host alone in the whole process have their own characteristics, which psychologically gives people the illusion that the food is glowing, and the food is delicious +1]

[Taste Blow: Something too delicious for ordinary people, they always want to eat it! ] Eating Glow Cuisine 10 times will cause you to lose your sense of taste to other foods, just like eating white noodles. 】

[God's Tongue: Can distinguish any slight taste]

【Mood Cooking: Injecting your mood into the cuisine can affect the mood of the diners. (Invalid for the individual)]

Fortunately, the effect of [Taste Blow] must be a full-level glowing dish, otherwise the three girls who ate his barbecue today are afraid that they will starve to death, or...... Uh-huh.

This skill is still sealed, just try it yourself.

In the ido shop, it is necessary to pay more attention to the fact that other people must be involved in the production of desserts, and the level of cooking must be lowered.

The coffee is made by Kitagawa Tamako, and the most export guidance is made, and the benefit of old customers - hand-poured coffee is canceled.

The business of the restaurant will not be affected, after all, his cooking skills have reached the full level, even if he only instructs and participates in some of the production, it is enough to make customers linger.

After returning home, Yu Murakami quickly took a shower and went to bed, today has taken a day off, tomorrow is still Saturday, it is the busiest time for the coffee shop, and you must prepare early.

At 7 o'clock the next day, Yu Murakami rushed to the store, and while he and Kitagawa Tamako were preparing desserts, Miko Sanada always looked at him with resentment.

"What's wrong with her? Failed on a blind date? ”

Kitagawa Tamako leaned over and explained in a low voice, "Business in the store was very bad yesterday, and Sister Miko kept calling the master's name when she counted the money. ”

I see, Yu Murakami nodded.

"Then let's let her count the money until she is soft today."

Kitagawa Yuzi smiled, she was eighteen years old: "Hi, master! ”

The two masters and apprentices were full of energy and got busy in the specially built kitchen after the expansion.

"Jingle Bell~"

Someone pushed the door in.

"Is the dessert ready?"

The voice is loud and familiar.

Yu Murakami and Tamako Kitagawa glanced at each other.

"It's Grandma Kobayashi." After Kitagawa Tamako finished speaking, she washed her hands and went out of the kitchen.

"Grandma, why are you here so early?"

"I've been in the hospital for a week, and my body is almost ruined, Yuzi, get me a few mochi to satisfy my hunger first."

Kitagawa Tamako was a little embarrassed, the dessert was indeed ready, but Grandma Kobayashi's body made her a little reluctant to let her continue to eat.

"The ......"

Seeing Yuzi swallowing and whining, Grandma Xiaolin frowned, and said in a loud voice: "What? Haven't you done it yet? ”

Yu Murakami looked at the time, it was only 8:34, and the sign at the entrance of the IDO should not have been hung up.

Why is this Grandma Kobayashi so addicted to desserts? She should have eaten all the dishes that didn't have a full level.

Yu Murakami saw that Kitagawa Tamako was embarrassed and also came out of the kitchen.

"Grandma, it's only half past eight, and the dessert is not ready yet, can you wait a while?"

Grandma Kobayashi looked at the women's watch on her wrist and raised her head unhappily: "Okay, you young people have to be diligent, you young people are so lazy, the Heisei generation is really not good, I think I just came to Tokyo and got up at four o'clock every day......"

In the quiet coffee shop, Grandma Kobayashi's loud voice from the commercial street "Playing mahjong" can be transmitted to the end of the commercial street.

Sanada Miko stopped watering the flowers and went into her bedroom.

Yu Murakami glanced at Tamako Kitagami and motioned for her to accompany her and return to the kitchen by herself.

Kitagawa Tamako was not bored, and stepped forward to hold Grandma Kobayashi's wrist.

"Grandma, come, let's sit down first."

Grandma said as she walked.

Kitagawa Tamako found a seat where she could get the sun.

Grandma Kobayashi sat on a comfortable sofa, being exposed to the sun, feeling a little comfortable, and her voice was a little quieter.

Kitagawa Tamako poured her another cup of tea and nodded in agreement.

Yu Murakami couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene in the kitchen.

When I opened the large refrigerator, in addition to the raw materials needed in the store, there were also some ingredients that Miko Sanada ate herself.

He first cooked the rice in the rice pot, and then made a pot of tea while the rice was cooked.

"Beichuan, come in and help me."

Outside the door, Grandma Xiaolin's voice was poured: "Go quickly, work is important." ”

"Hmm." Kitagawa's little head nodded obediently.

"Master, what do you need me to do?"

"Go and slice three slices of tuna, then some shredded carrots and prunes."

"Okay master." Kitagawa Tamako washed her hands and asked, "Master, are you going to make any new desserts?" ”

Yu Murakami put the cooked rice in the refrigerator and let it cool quickly: "No, Grandma Kobayashi can't eat dessert, I'll make her a chazuke." ”

Kitagawa Tamako looked at Yu Murakami.

Yu Murakami wondered, "What's wrong?" ”

"Hmm~ (tone of denial)" Kitagawa Tamako shook her head with a smile: "It's nothing." ”

The hand sped up.

A little after 9 o'clock, the chazuke was ready, and because of Kitagawa Tamako's hand, the glowing cooking characteristics were not triggered, but under the skill of Yu Murakami, it was also filled with a warm atmosphere in the shallow heat.

Yu Murakami asked Kitagawa Tamako to bring it to Grandma Kobayashi.

"Why is it Chazuke, what about the dessert I want, it's nine o'clock, why is it not good."

"Grandma, can you taste it?"

“...... Hmph, what kind of chazuke did you young people make? ”

Although Grandma Kobayashi said this, she still picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

After a while, Kitagawa Tamako asked, "Grandma, what's wrong?" Why are you crying. ”

Grandma Kobayashi choked up and said, "Yuzi, you are a good boy." ”

Kitagawa Tamako: "Huh? ”

Grandma Kobayashi continued to bury her head in eating.

Murakami shrugged in the kitchen, and he injected warmth into it.