After fifteen years of unresolved suspense in Nagano Prefecture finally detected in Tokyo, Morofu Keimitsu wanted to quickly share his joy with his brother Takamei Momofushi, but when he returned to the police academy, he knocked on Fujiwara's door as soon as possible to see how the injuries on his hands were.

"Ah, are you resting in it?" At this time, Fujiwara Yu was lying comfortably on the bed, and he didn't use his own hands as before, but just urged the wind to easily levitate the book in the air and read it at the most suitable angle.

When he heard the sound of Zhufu Jingguang outside the house, he immediately reined in the power of the wind, and as a result, the book smashed directly on the bridge of his nose, and subconsciously raised his left hand to rub his nose, but remembered that his left hand was wrapped by the health teacher and became a mummy.

"No, I'll do it." Fujiwara Yo, who pushed open the door, saw that there was an extremely exaggerated fruit basket in Zhufu Jingguang's hand, he stretched out his right hand to support his forehead, and said helplessly: "Jingguang, you ...... Isn't it a bit of a fuss? I'm just getting a little bit on my hands, and I'll be fine in a few days. ”

"If you are injured, you must obediently listen to the doctor's words, and pay more attention to nutritional supplements, of course, it is definitely inconvenient for your habitual hands to become this virtuous action, so if you want to eat fruit, call us, and leave the matter of washing and cutting fruit to us." Fujiwara wanted to say that he only needed the power of the wind to easily accomplish the action of washing fruits, but this kind of thing was impossible to say, so he had to accept the kindness of his friends, he got up and glanced at the time of his watch, and said suddenly, "Did you come to ask me to go to the cafeteria?" But at this point in time, there should be no food. ”

"We've already discussed with Onizuka instructors and approved our off-campus meals, and tomorrow we're going to find a way to remake the class flag for next week's sports festival." Zhu Fu Jingguang explained loudly.

"Isn't the class flag ready?" Fujiwara Yu opened the wardrobe and took out a more casual short-sleeved T-shirt, took off the casual short-sleeved shirt issued by the police academy on his body, turned around and asked suspiciously.

Zhu Fu Jingguang stretched out his hand and gestured in order to catch their tattered class flag, and said with a wry smile: "Not only is it stained by dust, but there are also torn places and your blood stains, which are obviously useless." ”

"Well, let's go, they should already be in the restaurant, right?"

"Well, it's the Korean restaurant near the police academy, and their cold noodles are quite delicious." 【Mapo Wonjo Cold Noodles】The name suggests how confident the restaurant is in its signature dishes, and this small restaurant is located at 19 19 2-2 Banji, 4-chome Asahicho, and can only accommodate four tables.

But even so, the restaurant has arranged a small private room for the Japanese who prefer privacy, which is more than enough to accommodate up to eight diners, which is perfect for small team building activities.

Matsuda Jinpei, who was sitting near the door, turned around and noticed the two who were late, he patted the position next to him with a smile, and said very quickly: "This wounded man, please sit here, so that the five of us can give you food to eat, and send you to experience old age life in advance!" ”

“…… Thank you so much, Mr. Matsuda, who is two years older than me. Fujiwara choked back angrily, he habitually dragged half a foot and knelt on the cushion, but found that everyone sat cross-legged in an informal manner, so he simply gave up the so-called etiquette and sat on the cushion in a more comfortable way.

He looked down at the menu in front of him, although it was a cold noodle shop, there were many dishes, and there were all kinds of side dishes alone.

But with trust in the name of the restaurant, he finally chose the signature dish of Yuanzu cold noodles and the in-situ pig's trotters that looked like they were full of collagen.

Matsuda Jinpei, who has a soft spot for curry, did not choose curry udon or anything else this time, but ordered a bowl of cold noodles with sashimi, and it was clear that udon noodles were more suitable for winter.

After all the meals came up, Yin Dahang, who had a girlfriend, was different, and asked the waiter for a fork very intimately, and gave it to Fujiwara Yo, who was sealed with his hands and couldn't use iron fast to eat noodles.

Faced with the food in front of him, Fujiwara Yu did not rush to enjoy the cold noodles of the ancestors, but first used a fork to stick a piece of original pork trotter slices into his mouth, along with the side dishes and secret sauce at the bottom, and always ingested a little meat before enjoying the main food.

The tenacious pork skin and the stewed pork trotters are intertwined in the mouth, and even if the lean meat accounts for a large proportion, there is no firewood taste at all, but thanks to the credit of the teeth, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, and the more you chew, the more you can feel the vitality of collagen.

The fragrant pork trotters are paired with a secret sauce full of minced garlic, and the shredded cabbage is the finishing touch to add to the overall crispness, and even eating a few slices will not feel greasy, and even make people want to wrap the lettuce in the side dish and send it to the mouth, adding a piece of red and bright kimchi to it can add a little spicy flavor.

No matter how you mix it, you can feel the deliciousness and the sincerity of the restaurant's attentive cooking.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but stick out his tongue to try to dispel the pain on the tip of his tongue, he pointed to the red and bright spicy pig's trotters, and slurred his words: "Wow, this spicy pig's trotters are really spicy, but they are delicious...... It's a little! ”

"If you think it's too spicy, you can roll it up and eat it with cold noodles, just now I saw that the regulars outside eat it like this, and it can relieve the spicy taste very well." Kenji Akihara, who is observant, suggested with a smile.

Of course, he didn't forget to remind Fujiwara, who was eager to try, not to eat spicy food until his hand injury recovered, so that the kimchi plate that was still on the table in front of Fujiwara was relocated and replaced by cold bean sprouts that didn't look good.

Puzzled, Fujiwara had no choice but to take a sip of the soup base with cold noodles, but the soup that seemed to be clear was carefully boiled from beef bones, and the salty taste of the soup could only be felt in the aftertaste, and there was nothing attractive about eating it just like this.

He picked up the rice vinegar bottle next to him, added a little rice vinegar to it, and grabbed the chili powder from the side and poured it twice while the others were gulping...... With a weak face, he began to stir this bowl of cold noodles of the ancestor that had been slightly processed by himself.

The first thing you notice is the rich aroma of the buckwheat as if you were in a buckwheat field, as if you were in a buckwheat field, and the breeze on your face was accompanied by a unique fragrance.

The crispy cucumber slices and slightly sour white radish slices play their part, and even the tender beef flakes provide their own texture.

It's boring to eat alone, but when you put it together, it's a complex taste that's hard to describe in words...... The only thing that is certain is that this bowl of cold noodles makes him unable to stop at all, and it is really a bit high.

The small private room is no longer filled with conversations, only the sound of snorting noodles, which is the highest evaluation of the chef by diners.

Presumably, after today, they will think that having a bowl of cold noodles in summer is like Calpis encountering ice cubes, which makes people want to drink more and more, and it has become a must-check item in summer.