After Sumire Kiriyama glanced at him, he immediately turned back to the front: "I thought that people like you kept the principle of keeping things as simple as possible. ”

"It's not, when I was in junior high school, my sister was boarding at the school, and my parents were sometimes busy, so I often ate alone, even if it was only one person, I still made the ingredients elegantly, and the dog next door was drooling."

Sumire Kiriyama's face was full of astonishment and speechlessness: "What's going on with this self-confidence with pathos......"

Without much discussion, Hashima walked straight to a stall, and on the table, lay the half-finished products of the swordfish.

Sailfish is light and non-greasy, making it ideal for sashimi.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

"This is different from the fish sold in other stores, and it was just caught in Tokyo Bay! This small serving is 1,000 yen per box, but you can pay the price. ”

"This material is too little, a fixed price, 600 yen."

"Yes, just make a friend."

Hashima String bought three boxes of small pieces of sailfish sashimi, turned around and said very gently, "Kiriyama-san, tonight, I will let you taste my awesomeness." ”

Refers to swordfish sashimi.

When Sumire Kiriyama heard this, she smiled contemptuously at him: "I'm sorry, I found that I can't parry you every time, and I don't want to embarrass myself." ”

Hashima put the box in the shopping bag: "Can you not say this so seriously?" I thought the two of us were already comrades. ”

Sumire Kiriyama sighed slightly: "For you, who are often popular, this may be a bit harsh......"

"Don't worry, it's already harsh." Hashima had a dry smile on his face.

At this time, an elderly woman accosted the two.

"Little girl, come and try this, my freshly processed tuna."

On the tray she was holding was a bright red sashimi, with wasabi and soy sauce seasoning on the side.

Seeing the beauty of the fish fillet, Hashima immediately exclaimed, "Grandma, this looks really good!" ”

"Right? Try it, no money. The old woman said with a smile.

Sumire Kiriyama picked up a toothpick on the tray, pricked a fillet of fish and dipped it in wasabi, and smiled and tried to feed it to Hashima.

Hashima didn't hesitate at all, and ate it in one bite.

The melt-in-your-mouth texture, as well as the mustard that looks like a World War II, made Hashima Can't help but cry out loudly.

"How?" Sumire Kiriyama said with a smile.

"The taste of adolescent love." Hashima's answer was categorical.

"Adolescent love?" Sumire Kiriyama frowned, looking at the toothpick in her hand, her mouth open but she didn't know what to say, perhaps startled.

"It's like the bitterness of the unripe seeds, but the aftertaste makes people nostalgic, and what finally stays in the mouth is like the deliciousness of soft glutinous rice."

The old grandmother couldn't understand what the teenager was talking about.

Sumire Kiriyama was a little surprised, so she pricked herself with a slice, dipped it in soy sauce and ate it.

"No, don't you eat mustard?" Hashima asked with a wink.

"Why do you want to eat mustard?" Sumire Kiriyama tasted the taste, nodded and said, "Well, the meat is full, the aftertaste is sweet, and there is no fishy smell, grandma, this is very good." ”

Then why feed yourself mustard!

The old lady smiled happily and said, "In addition to tuna, my fellow villagers and I have a lot of vegetables in our shop, you two are high school students, right?" ”

Sumire Kiriyama nodded and said, "Hmm." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Ah, it's a beautiful little girl cooking, right?" This girl will definitely be an amazing wife in the future, hurry up! ”

Sumire Kiriyama just wanted to deny it, but Hashima immediately interjected: "Yes, but today I will cook a dinner for her, which she will never forget for the rest of her life." ”

At this time, Sumire Kiriyama's gaze was like cold dry ice, and Hashima was almost frostbitten.

"That's right, a boy who can cook is good! I'm going to give you a discount, little girl, what do you want to do? ”

"She wants to help me make duck soup, but the ingredients for the soup haven't been decided yet."

"Duck, then try lion's mane mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots......"

The two followed the elderly to the joint shop in their village, bought a lot of ingredients, and gave them a discount on freshly made tuna sashimi.

Out of the booth, Hashima Strings blossomed in his heart: "Hey, hey, make money!" ”

Sumire Wushan held her forehead with her hand: "You are so deceitful?" ”

"Liar? I didn't tell a word of lies, I really didn't know it would be discounted, but I just saw my grandmother smiling so happily, wouldn't denying it embarrass her? Besides, since people sell it to us, they will naturally not lose money, but the profit is a little less, and it is harmless. ”

Sumire Kiriyama looked away, fiddling with her hair, trying to find the words, but eventually sighed, with a "lost to you" expression on her face.

This is how Hashima himself understands it.

Sumire Kiriyama glanced at Hashima String beside him, he was carrying three large bags by himself, and there were ice cubes in them, which must be very heavy.

"Did you buy too much?" She asked.

"Shouldn't you just say, "I'll bring you one?" ”

"You're going to mention it to me?"

"No, how can you let a beautiful girl carry a heavy bag, besides, I'm here on a women's bicycle." Hashima said embarrassed, "But I'm sorry, I can't let you sit in the back seat for the time being, otherwise there will be no place for the ingredients." ”

Sumire Kiriyama couldn't help but smile at the corners of her mouth, she couldn't imagine that a teenager who was calling for wind and rain at school would ride a women's bicycle on the street.

"I'm on the tram."

"Okay, I'll take the ducks over right away."

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Sumire Kiriyama took the train directly back to ANG, while Hashima Jun rode a women's bicycle alone and drove down the street.

All around, the light is fluttering, and inadvertently, the cherry blossoms that are slightly floating are also saying goodbye, as if they are saying goodbye to each other in the coming year.

The sunlight reflects on the water, and it is beautiful, soft and warm.

When I came to ANG, Toko Kiriyama hadn't returned yet, so Hashima first transported the shopping bags to the kitchen and put the condiments needed for dinner in the cupboard.

The duck is boiled directly and added with accessories such as lion's mane mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots.

Sumire Kiriyama didn't sit, but tied an apron to help, and the bow accentuated the curve of her hips, which was long enough for men to covet.

She rinsed the cutting board, picked up a wood knife, and cut up the fresh ingredients she bought, such as cabbage and pineapple.

"What did you decide to cook tonight?"

"Because today's seafood is very good, I'll make paella tonight." Hashima string is in a good mood today.

Sumire Kiriyama said with some curiosity, "Hashima-san, have you been strong since you were a child?" ”

Hashima raised his head, the smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and he frowned and said, "This sentence sounds like what happened to me from a small family?"

Sumire Kiriyama spoke a little slurred: "No, I just think you seem to be very handy at what you do." ”

"Because I'm a genius."

"Are you provoking girls?"

"......," Hashima said with a headache, "because I'm smart, my family treats me laissez-faire, and my sister is all-round discipline." ”

Although the phrase "sister control is disgusting" came out of her mouth some time ago, he suspected that the all-round discipline issued by the family meeting had entered the paddling stage.

"Oh......" Sumire Kiriyama bowed his head in centimeters.

"What about you? Miss Kiriyama lives here with you, and she should be the same as me, too, laissez-faire, right? ”

"It's not." Sumire Kiriyama shook her head and said, "My parents have been divorced for many years, and then they promised to let me live with my sister, who is already an adult. ”

When she said it, her expression was a little serious, and Hashima suddenly realized that he had talked too much, but he didn't expect that Sumire Kiriyama would tell him about it.

"Ever since I was a child, my parents told me, 'Think for yourself, make your own decisions.'" Sumire Kiriyama slowed down the speed of her carrot and said, "This practice is telling me that I want to take responsibility for my decisions, and I am grateful." ”

"Gratitude?"

Sumire Kiriyama lowered her head and whispered, "Because I'm having a good time, I like the feeling of being completely in my own hands, who I socialize with, what I eat today, and where I'm going tomorrow." ”

Hashima Kan's eyes turned slightly, and there were ingredients bought by the two of them on the operating table, and he leaned in front of the stage and took out his mobile phone in the apron bag to take pictures.

Sumire Miriyama raised the kitchen knife in her hand and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Send it to my mom and sister to show that I'm cooking with a beautiful female classmate so they don't have to worry about my bad time in Tokyo." Hashima immediately turned his face away and said with a smile, "Come on, put down the kitchen knife first and put it in my mirror." ”

Sumire Kiriyama sighed and began to put down her kitchen knife to clean the green shells, and the setting sun shone through the window, staining her cheeks with a layer of orange.