The robot called Robert is pretty good.

At least at the level of a three-star chef.

Ireland, who had tasted quite a few feasts, thought as he ate the food Robert had made.

The crispy golden crust is wrapped in a tender and smooth meat steak and sandwiched with crispy fresh lettuce.

The golden egg wraps the rice, and the tender texture and well-defined rice are complemented by sweet and sour tomato juice, and the three ingredients have a strong sense of presence and get along very well.

There is no greasy feeling until I finish eating.

It's not like Ireland hasn't eaten a special chef's meal, but it's only eaten at banquets, and it's not every day.

And the average restaurant chef is not even a one-star chef.

So most of the time Irish eats ordinary food, maybe even fast food, and his own cooking level is not bad.

It's not as professional but it's not bad either.

After all, bachelors still have quite a lot of skills, especially older bachelors.

And the food made by this robot named Robert is, in the eyes of Ireland, completely at the level of being able to open a restaurant.

Is this the kind of life that Avi Crell enjoys every day?

It's a bit extravagant, but at least it's better than the best and most expensive members of the organization who eat and drink with funds and public funds when they go out on a mission.

After all, robots don't charge money for cooking.

Ireland thinks it's a good thing to partner with Aviclere, who is a bit clingy, but very well-behaved, doesn't seem to cause trouble, gets along very well, and has a stable standard of living.

For him, a man who lives alone, this standard of living is quite high.

After all, when you live alone in Ireland, you need to do your own laundry, cooking, and cleaning.

"I'm done eating, goodbye Uncle Ireland." The white-haired and blue-eyed boy put on his sunglasses, walked briskly to Ireland's side, slapped and kissed him on the face, and then happily took the hand of the doll bear and ran out of the gate.

He went to school.

Ireland touched his kissed face, and his posture carried the reliability and composure of an adult.

"It's the style of the overseas faction." That's all he said.

Avikril should have been abroad, and if this style is combined with only one kiss, is it Germany? But Avi Clear kissed the right side of his cheek.

The etiquette on the German side is to kiss the left cheek once.

France has the most areas that need to kiss both sides of the face five times, the Netherlands three times and Italy twice.

These are all countries that have a habit of kissing the cheek, but Aviclell doesn't look like any of them......

I guess the United States is the way to put it.

After all, the style of the United States is more casual, and there is no so-called traditional etiquette and rules.

Blonde, blue-eyed, non-Japanese Ireland accepts this well.

Even if Avi Clear was a little more enthusiastic, he wouldn't have the slightest problem.

……

Aitto came to the classroom with Daifuku in his arms.

I found that Zhuxing Xiushu sat in his position early as always, but today it was a little different that there was something white on the other party's forehead, and the bandaged hand had also been removed, and there was already a thin layer of cocoons between the thumb and index finger.

That's what you practice.

"Are you sick? Stars. Aitto looked in amazement at the object on the forehead of the star hideki.

That's probably a fever reducer.

He's seen it in movies and TV series.

There are characters who have a fever and will have something like this on their foreheads, and there are also white towels instead.

"I'm fine, it's just that my body temperature is a little high, and I use it to reduce fever." Zhuxing Xiushu refused to admit it, and said as if nothing happened.

"Why do you have a fever?" Ato asked curiously.

Just like in film and television dramas, are the stars raining?

Or overboard?

"It's just a little hot, not a fever." Zhu Xing Xiushu said stubbornly.

And it's not high, just a little higher than usual, and it won't take long for the fever to go down.

If it weren't for the family's worries, he wouldn't even need a heat-reducing patch.

"Do you need cold water to cool down?" Aitto asked thoughtfully, his tone full of concern.

The proposal made Zhu Xing Hideki feel that the other party wanted him to burn more seriously.

Miyamoto has no common sense of lifeMiyamoto has no common sense of lifeMiyamoto has no common sense of life......

Zhu Xingxiushu brushed out a row of bold and underlined characters in his mind.

"No, I'll just get some sleep." Zhu Xingxiushu said calmly.

In front of Miyamoto Ato, he took out a blanket, spread it out, and then wrapped himself up and lay down on the table.

"Call me at lunch." He said to Aitto.

"Okay." Ato nodded, looking thoughtfully at the stars wrapped in a blanket.

It turns out that you can cover the quilt when you sleep in class.

But no one else has done that.

Worthy of the stars.

There was a slight tremor from the bullet communicator on his chest, and the frequency of the flutter suddenly coincided with the beating of the heart through the flesh and bones.

Aito took out the communicator, looked at the flashing red dot above, turned it a few times, and heard the voice from Takizawa Shinya.

"Miyamoto Miyamoto, do you play soccer together in physical education class?" Takizawa Shinya asked excitedly.

"But the stars are asleep." Aitto bowed his head to the communicator.

"Going to bed early in the morning? Shouldn't he have stayed up late last night or stayed up all night practicing guns or reading books? Jiang Shouhuang's voice came, with a little tiredness.

Why are they so tired now? Because Hideki Zhuxing worked too hard, and took them to work together.

If you don't work hard, you can't keep up with each other, and you'll fall behind.

So everyone at the Silver Bullet is gritting their teeth and trying.

"I don't know, it seems to be a fever, but the stars say there is no fever......" Ato continued.

"The stars won't admit it." Jiang Shouhuang had a familiar tone.

"yes, it's the stars after all." Kikukawa Kiichiro echoed.

"I've always been very hard-mouthed." Takizawa's tone was full of affirmation.

Aito looked at the star hideki who was sleeping on the table, thought about it seriously, and then said into the communicator, "That's true. ”

"Then it seems that football can't be played, by the way, have the stars taken medicine?" Jiang Shouhuang said boredly at first, and then asked again.

"I don't know, I didn't see him taking his medicine." Aitto replied.

"He must have been given medicine at home when he went out, right?" Takizawa Shinya said in an uncertain tone.

"If you need medicine, just tell us, I've got it." Seiichiro Kikukawa, who is really frail and sickly and carries various medicines with him every day, said.

Cold and fever medicine is the most basic, and the rest are allergy medicines, pain relievers, bruise medicines, as well as alcohol swabs for disinfection, and band-aids.

It can be said that he has a medicine box in the bag he is carrying.

"I see." Aitto replied.

Everybody cares about the stars, just like the book says.

That's what friends do.