"Okay, then I'll announce the first Chef God Contest of the Kamiya Research Institute! It's officially kicked off! ”

Kawajin's energetic voice sounded, and he brushed and pulled the strap of the cannon in his hand, only to hear a crisp snap, countless ribbons burst out of his hand, and beautiful flowers blew all over the corners of the room under his control.

"Ah...... Ahaha......"

Sakurai Haruna smiled awkwardly, looking at Kawajin who suddenly stood up from the table - yes, he was standing on the dining table, very unsightly, and because of his size, he had to curl up or he would hit the ceiling.

She was originally on vacation today, and after routinely checking the data repeatedly and without omissions, she could finally relax.

Working with Director Kamiya is a tiring thing.

Whether it was the strange rhetoric of this man's genius genius, or the fanatical action of preparing to study whatever came to his mind, it was difficult and laborious to keep up with him.

The most important thing is that this person is really a genius, very smart, and every time he prepares to do something, there is a considerable degree of feasibility in it...... Because of this, in order to cope with his whims, Sakurai Haruna has to run out of brain power every time, and needs one day a week to completely relax.

For people with absolute memory, everything is as if it had just happened, so they need a little time to relax their brains. It's like a computer, if it runs all the time, the CPU will overheat and need to be shut down to cool down, right? Sakurai Haruna is the same.

As a result, I just put down my work today, and I was dragged out of the room by Kawajin-kun.

By the way, Miss Sakurai is thinking that she has to go out often, so her room is on the first floor, so it is very intimate whether she goes out or sleeps when she is tired and goes home.

As a result, just like that, the tall and handsome young man jumped on the table and said something incomprehensible.

(Probably by which or what, the desperate deathmatch will be given...... Hey, the sensuality of today's boys...... ）

She could only sigh helplessly at Chuanshen's sensibility, while looking at his frantic smile under the red goggles, and laughing with him awkwardly.

"Miss Sakurai has worked hard all the time! So, today we are competing in cooking on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is also to relax you! ”

Kawajin said warm words, and Miss Sakurai smiled and disagreed: the matter of making people relax is not transferred by the subjective will of human beings, and whether they can relax themselves in the things they make depends entirely on whether they can make delicious things.

"Which one, Kawajin...... So, what's going on? ”

"Well, don't worry about it, although the original intention is a little subtle, but the main purpose of this event now is to make you feel relaxed, Miss Sakurai! So, don't think so much about it today, come and savor our food! ”

Kawajin has a cheerful smile, but what he says always gives people a sense of prevarication.

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to it."

Miss Sakurai smiled, noncommittal, at least they had the heart to think about themselves.

She swore to herself that she would smile and eat whatever dark food was served...... And try to live.

"So, it's served! The first contestant is - Yushima River! ”

Kawajin rolled over, jumped off the table, and with a wave of his hand, a film of water covered the place he had just stepped on, erasing the footprints.

As he spoke, he heard some slight noises coming from the kitchen.

(I thought it was a live production, but was it done?) I'm really looking forward to it. ）

Miss Sakurai curiously cast her eyes into the kitchen, and saw the blue-haired capable man who had been staying in the room playing games, dragging the metal tray with one hand and placing it on the table today.

Silver candlesticks, iron plates, rectangular tables, white cloths, these things all together create a British style that gives a sense of extravagance, reminiscent of the tables of European aristocracy.

"What makes good food? Flavor? Material? Attentively? None of them are right! ”

It's rare to see Yu Daochuan showing such an enthusiastic appearance, he has always been obsessed with games, giving people the feeling that he is actually very indifferent. However, the truth is that as long as he is not playing, he is still very enthusiastic. It's just that he plays games almost every day.

He talked about the topic of anticipation, and excluded several of the usual conditions for selecting food, which made Miss Sakurai very much looking forward to his opinion. Apart from the taste, ingredients, and intentions, what else can you say about the cuisine?

"There is only one point to judge really good food! That is - will it shine! ”

As he spoke, he lifted the hemispherical vessel on the plate, and a dazzling golden light burst out of the open crack and radiated in all directions.

"What?! Is it really glowing?! ”

Miss Sakurai was shocked, it was the first time she had seen a dish that glowed (physical) when she had grown so big!

Judging by the aroma, it's not a big thing, but it's probably a simple food like egg fried rice, right? But why does it glow?

"Because...... I'm in it...... Added a light bulb. ”

…………

Instant coldness.

Yu Daochuan completely lifted the lid, it turned out that in the hemispherical lid, he had modified, inside was a common light bulb, blue and red electrical wiring was simply glued to it...... Everywhere there is a cheap taste.

“…… This, that's it......"

Sakurai Haruna told herself over and over again in her heart that these children were for her own good, and she couldn't be angry with them......

With her right hand, she played with the long pink hair on her chest, braiding them into braids, then flexibly unwrapping them and braiding them back again, trying to keep herself calm.

"Try it, Miss Sakurai, it's going to be so delicious that your clothes will burst!"

"What's that! It's scary! ”

Miss Sakurai couldn't bear to give him face, so she picked up the spoon and took a bite......

It's not that good at all...... It's the same as regular egg fried rice, huh? And...... I don't know if it's an illusion, but Miss Sakurai always feels that there is a smell of tungsten in it (note: the bulb is tungsten filament).

"How's that! Isn't it super delicious? ”

In the face of Yushimagawa's questioning, Miss Sakurai didn't know what to say. Kawajin coughed lightly and dragged him away.

"Since the judge has already tasted it, please don't affect the judge's judgment! Please stand aside. Next! Nakai! ”

"Oooo Is it finally me?! ”

There was an exaggerated sound from the kitchen, accompanied by a loud sound that almost cracked the floor, and Sakurai felt that the ground was trembling.

Easily more than 1.9 meters tall, full of muscles, like an armored car, the man walked towards Miss Sakurai with big steps, and the exaggerated muscle size made the normal proportions of the plate look very small and cute......

"The dish I brought out, this is it!"

As he spoke, he opened his plate.

It's a food called a platter.

As the name suggests, it is a dish that combines various foods together as a single dish. There is no way, as long as the food is put together, it can be called a platter.

In the middle of Nai's platter is a slightly browned slice of meat that has been cooked, and if you look closely, you will know that the brown is actually the sauce. With a thin slice of meat as the core, surrounded by green wavy-like vegetable rings, and small pieces of fruit are arranged in a staggered and orderly manner, not only the color matching is beautiful, but also the amount is paid attention to, so that women will not eat too much.

After all, platters are generally appetizers and shouldn't take up too much of your stomach, and Nai's attention is reflected in such small details.

"I've made it all the way up, from lipids to vitamins! This is the best platter that best suits a 25-year-old woman! It can replenish all the trace elements she needs! Extremely healthy! It's as healthy as my biceps! ”

As he spoke, he puffed out his left shoulder, a muscle that was almost thicker than Kawajin's thigh......

But Miss Sakurai didn't want to appreciate it......

“25…… 25…… 25…… Next year, it will be 26 ...... 26…… Rounding up is 30...... Don't have a boyfriend yet...... Never been in a relationship...... No one chases ...... Want to get married......"

Her whole body was like a broken repeater, sobbing sentences of unknown meaning over and over again.

Kawajin slapped an elbow on his lower abdomen, but because his abdomen was full of muscles, the blow seemed to hit an iron plate, and he didn't mean any pain at all.

"You guy, don't open any pot and mention which pot! - Miss Sakurai! Don't care! 25 years old is not a big deal for a woman! Rounding is not used in this kind of place either! There will definitely be! Romantic and golden, super handsome guy or something! There will be! ”

"Don't lie to me...... How could there be such a person...... Kawajin-kun......"

Miss Sakurai raised her head while sobbing, and her teary eyes looked distressing...... It seems that she is really super concerned about the fact that she still doesn't have a boyfriend......

"Would you like to associate with someone like me?"

“………………”

Silence......

Kawajin didn't know how to answer for a while...... You can't say "good" about this, right? But if she doesn't say it, she will definitely continue to be depressed......

This......

"Look, sure enough, men like young girls! A woman like me, who is old and yellow, should be swallowed up in the long river of time...... That's right, that's right, an idiot woman like me who can only do research, where can anyone like it! The class reunion was the same before, and one or two showed off to me: I'm going to get married, I'm already engaged or something, what are you doing! To put it bluntly, they just want my share of money! I'll just give you the money if you want it, what's there to show off! ”

(Oops...... The silence just now was misunderstood by her...... ）

"Which ...... Actually, I think it's okay! Miss Sakurai is cute-looking and has a gentle personality. Wouldn't it be great to be able to socialize or something! I, I'm - I like Miss Sakurai the most! ”

That's true. But this [like] is not a love level, which likes it.

As the person who takes care of the daily life of these capable people, the six capable people all like Sakurai Haruna. Kawajin blurred the concept.

"Really?! Am I so good?! ”

It was cloudy and sunny in an instant...... Kawajin nodded hurriedly.

"I was just flattered! As a result, I was misunderstood by Miss Sakurai! ”

"Hug, sorry...... Let you see a strange side......"

Miss Sakurai sobbed twice, quickly wiped away her tears, and it seemed that she had returned to the appearance of Miss Sakurai, who was usually calm.

Judging from her outburst just now, she was probably annoyed by those classmates, right?

Speaking of which,The head of the school she graduated from is on the computer.,It's the premier superpower development school in the school city.,It seems that the elites of the school city come out of nowhere...... Compared to those people, I guess Miss Sakurai is under a lot of pressure.

First of all, the classmates are all famous research institutes or something, and they just follow the director of Kamiya, and their origins are unknown. And then it's that she's never been in love, which makes her even more inferior, although it's hidden deep on weekdays, but once it pokes at the fatal pain point, it will ......

It must be understood that absolute memory is not a good thing. Although things like data will be firmly remembered comparable to a computer, but if you have been hurt by someone, it is impossible to forget, and the verbal violence you have suffered will be clearly piled up in a corner of your memory, hidden like a bomb, once one day, someone touches the detonating mechanism, it will explode in one breath like today, so that Miss Sakurai is completely out of control.

However, the recovered Miss Sakurai calmed down, and she also knew that there was comfort in Kawajin's words, so naturally she wouldn't take it seriously, and she wouldn't really force her to marry or anything. She is also the caretaker of these capable people, counting the seniority, she is similar to a teacher, how can she really attack the students!

As if hiding her embarrassment, she gulped down the platter brought by Nai.

What does it taste......

How so...... It's subtle.

Because Nai doesn't cook at all, he just mixes the food according to healthy standards, and everyone has their own taste.

For example, if you have shredded fish-flavored pork, there will be green peppers in it, right? The green pepper will be stained with the flavor of fish-flavored shredded meat. And here, the vegetables are the taste of the vegetables themselves, and even the salt taste is not very good, and the meat in the middle is also the same, and Miss Sakurai thought that it would be salty with black pepper sauce, but it turned out to be completely ......

It's a delicate dish, but in fact, it's a delicate dish. After all, he just put these things together, and there was no cooking process.

But let's thank him for thinking about his own health.

Miss Sakurai took two deep breaths to calm her mind.

"Alright, let's prepare the next dish."

She said so.

I can't let everyone see my shameful side, after all, they made a meal for themselves today. I have to finish it! Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!