The teenagers and girls on the tennis court, in the time zone of youth, are swaying with vitality and sweat.

Asama, on the other hand, is in the central kitchen of the Goxingin house, observing the high-end ingredients from all over the world.

This large, centralized kitchen with two delivery windows is clearly not an occasion for the villa owner to cook it himself.

The tune of "gentleman is far away from cooking" was thoroughly implemented by these nobles.

Under the leadership of Michelin-starred chef Mr. Takayama, who had cooked for state banquets and the G7 summit, Asama joined the ranks of aristocratic servants and began working part-time cooking for aristocratic lords.

Thinking that he would be able to serve the table in the end, Asama felt a hint of apology to Mr. Takayama and the others that was invisible to the naked eye.

Mr. Takayama communicated happily with everyone present for a quarter of an hour.

From the more than 20 dishes he showed, tonight's dishes were determined one after another.

It was all decided by Mr. Takayama alone, and Asama did not understand the need for such a democratic discussion.

Narita housekeeper timely mentioned Miss Konoe's expectations for Asama cuisine,

Asama, based on Miss Konoe's needs for sweet and spicy dishes, cooperated with Mr. Takayama, and it took less than 5 seconds to decide on the two dishes he was cooking.

Goxingin House June 17 Kyoto Suburb Manor Villa [Goxingin Saint and his friends Chiyo Konoe, Nijo Reina and others] dinner menu is as follows:

Roasted corn seafood jelly foreign style tea bowl steamed,

Fish sauce with tuna vegetable salad with bassamique vinegar,

Iwate Prefecture called pearl chicken fish maw morel mushroom soup,

Kanayamji miso tender beef stalk fried Tajima steak,

Saikyo grilled mackerel belly with grilled matsutake mushrooms,

Hokkaido mashed potatoes with Norwegian steamed cod,

Nagasaki mud squid with turnip milky flounder,

The English Christmas pudding that George Orwell, the proletarian fighter, likes to eat,

The proletarian fighter Asama still water likes to eat Chinese Chongqing noodles.

-fin-

Chiyo Konoe's sweet taste needs are naturally satisfied by Christmas pudding.

The portion of the dishes served by Mr. Takayama is not large, so Asama is in charge of a staple dish full of the hot style of the mountain castle.

Asama's cuisine is simple and inviting, almost out of step with Mr. Takayama's menu.

Anyway, when the time comes, the portion will be a little less, and it will be high-end to put on the plate and paint some sauce and sprinkle some vegetable leaves.

Alas, it would be nice if the second saw to cook with him, maybe the cooking level could be full overnight.

With less than an hour and a half to go before dinner, the entire kitchen went into wartime mode, and Mr. Takayama methodically directed everyone and personally handled a few fish dishes.

Asama also began to prepare two dishes, and although the Imperial House was completely Westernized, the kitchen unexpectedly had ingredients such as chili oil, peppercorn noodles, soybean soy sauce, and mustard produced in China.

Ready-made tonkotsu stock and alkaline water surface save a lot of time.

So much so that Asama can even think crankily while cooking.

Being a cook is really chilling.

Although Kant had graded the human senses -

The senses of sight and hearing are advanced and objective, and they are the faculties that can be cultivated to expand the perception of pleasure through these two senses;

Whereas the sense of smell and taste is low and subjective, the knowledge generated through the sense of smell and taste is not universal, but especially relevant to the subject, so it is prone to subjective perceptual distortions.

As the saying goes, "his honey, my arsenic".

Eating even became an original sin.

Therefore, in this world, the status of musicians and painters is obviously much more noble than that of chefs and perfumers.

But in Asama's eyes, there is no distinction between high and low in these professions, because their presentation carriers can transcend the language full of falsehoods and arouse inner resonance.

Paul Sartre, who advocates eating artificial creations such as "bread and halva" and opposes natural creations such as "seafood and fruits", once said:

"What a person needs is not just food, but a clear view of the world. It is through food that we are able to see through the surface of the world. ”

The food on the table is the result of human labor, and it is also the carrier of culture.

The shallowness of appetite, and the profundity of culture and happiness,

The duality of the two at the same time is the unique charm of this special theme of gastronomy.

Christmas pudding is sprinkled with lemon and orange crumbs to neutralize the taste, covered with tin foil and sent to the oven at 220 degrees in a water bath.

Just as he was about to make the noodle sauce, Wei Gongbai appeared next to him with an unhappy face.

Asama said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"If the guards asked you to help, you don't have to. Go up and play and admire the upright arima a little more, which will help ease your distortion. ”

"When you went downstairs before, did you threaten Chiyo-sama?"

"So what? Isn't it? You're interfering with my cooking like this, and you're waiting for a satisfying meal that your family's Konoe-sama can't eat, and it's all your fault. ”

With a look of disgust and helpless pain, Wei Miyabai stood beside Asama, unknowingly thinking that it was food poisoning.

Asama rubbed a ball with the jam and nuts left over from the Christmas pudding and stuffed it into Emiya's mouth.

"If you don't know what to do, just stay here and test the poison, just like you did at lunch on the rooftop that day."

"Hmm!"

Emiya, who was stuffed with something in his mouth, wanted to spit it out, but his mouth swallowed the fruit balls without obeying him.

"If you want to talk about the merits, it's not useless. There is still a chance that a horse will take a fancy to you. ”

After speaking, I saw that the maid's expression management was out of control.

Asama didn't want the stupid Emiya to replace the arrogant Konoe as the heroine,

The new heroine must still consult Arima's opinion.,This is democracy.。

Constantly shaking the psychological defense line of the palace with a horse and separating the master-servant relationship is an idle move.

Asama felt that Konoe did not have the way of a king, and she could not be the spokesperson of everyone's will like the conquering king Alexander, and stimulate the desires, ambitions, and abilities of her subordinates; can't be like Liu Xiu, the monarch of Wanbi, gentle and humorous, unify everyone's interests, and give everyone a sense of security; Nor will they be like religious leaders or moral heroes who are so noble as to make everyone die for his ideals as if they were serving God.

The student council doesn't really have a Konoe party.,During the two months that Chiyo Konoe was vice president.,Never did anything to convince people.,Arima, who is also vice president, often contradicts her will.。

Emiya Bai, a personal maid, does not show any insight and wisdom, nor can it be used as an extension of Konoe's true will.

It can be seen that his ability to control is not high.

Then, for opponents who can't really win over their subordinates, it is natural to cut off their wings.

The pork fat has been boiled, scoop 2 spoons of fried peanuts, take it out and mash it.

Ginger water, garlic water, and water spinach are also ready, and the pressure cooker is still boiling peas, and I think of Chiyo Konoe saying that she wants to eat something spicy,

Asama decided to make a couple of salsas with a few jalapeños,

The richness of ingredients in the kitchen of the Goyuin family today is comparable to that of a supermarket, and Asama suspects that they may have really emptied an imported supermarket.

Asama gathered the raw materials, and made some red sauce, green sauce, macha oil sauce, avocado salsa, and tomato salsa.

Strange to say, spicy food is basically not on the aristocratic table, after all, it may be gaffe.

So, why would Chiyo Konoe want to eat spicy food?

Do you want to show your tears and snot to anyone?

No, maybe she's very spicy and orders super spicy food, maybe she wants to see other people cry bitterly?

Before I knew it, the time was half past six, and all 9 dishes were ready, divided into plates, and put into large trays.

"Hmm———" A muffled scream came from the side.

Looking back, I saw Wei Gong's white red face and tears in the corners of his eyes, as well as hateful eyes,

Who told you to try all the hot sauce straight away?

Asama thinks that Emiya may be able to live for a long time, after all, a philosopher once said: Staying stupid, but not knowing how stupid you are, is the key to survival.

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The tennis match upstairs has come to an end, and after a brief bath, the maids present the washed and dried school uniforms to everyone.

The group walked to the cafeteria to discuss the ball game they had just played.

The Konoe-Fukasawa group defeated the Takishima-Futami group and became the final winner.

The second sight, who fell short in the finals, almost cried, and finally found a chance to ask Jingshui-kun, so it was in the soup.

Second sight, you're so useless!

Majima breathed a sigh of relief with a sense of guilt, as long as Nimi didn't win, she wouldn't lose.

Nijo asked secretly beside Takishima:

"Tetsuya, why did you release the water at the end?"

"My gut told me it might be better to lose tonight."

"Playing basketball with the boss, right? I can't imagine that you are this kind of person. ”

"Miss Reina, if you think it's a pity, we can buy our own tickets to go on a Disney date."

"Who... Who wants to go on a date with you! I just want to see the castle fireworks. ”

"Okay, how about we watch fireworks for 3 days?"

"Think beautifully! I'm not going to spend the night with you! ”

"Miss Reina, if you don't stay a few more days, won't these beautiful princess costumes have a chance to show off to your subjects?"

Nijo looked at the COS suit in Takishima's mobile phone and blushed.

"Good.. Well, there's no way around it. ”

When Asama entered the restaurant in a tennis suit, he felt the backstab of the world.

Even Wei Gongbai has changed into a school uniform.,In addition to my different appearances,The style of painting is not allowed to be the same, right?

As the host, Goxingin sits at the head of the long table, with Konoe, Arima, Fukazawa, and Emiya on the left, and Nijo, Takishima, Majima, and Futami on the right.

Ignoring the look from Konoe, Asama sat down at the vacant seat on Futami's side, and Futami next to him poked his head over and asked softly:

"Asama-kun, has the matter asked by Narita Steward have been resolved?"

"Well, it's solved. Tennis match Konoe and Fukasawa won? ”

"How does Asama-kun know?"

"You know by looking at the expression."

Majima and Futami looked at Fukazawa's side, and it was really full of spring breeze.

Rumble!

Outside, there was a thunderclap, followed by a few bolts of lightning.

After a few hours of rain, it rained down on the whole of Tokyo like a river bursting its banks.

The wind and rain seem to want to wring out the moisture over Tokyo in one go,

Within seconds, the villa was shrouded in torrential rain, lightning and thunder.

If it's in a detective novel, this kind of weather, at least, 2 people have to die.

The Narita butler took the maid and put the carefully prepared dishes in front of everyone.

Tasting the delicious food prepared by the country's top chefs, everyone showed an expression of enjoyment.

In addition to the island, the pupils, nasal cavity, and tip of the tongue felt expensive did not make her feel happy.

This is not the cooking skill she wants to master.

Perhaps only the taste of the simple ingredients of Jingshuijun can give her real pleasure and be called truly delicious!

Fukasawa, Goxingin, and Nijo, worthy of being the only three social cows here, constantly throwing out topics, and the atmosphere of jokes makes dinner more relaxed and interesting.

Fukasawa looked at Nijo opposite and asked with a smile:

"Nijo-san and Takishima-kun are in love~"

"Who... Who would fall in love with such a person! ”

"Miss Fukasawa misunderstood, I'm a dog raised by Miss Reina."

Well, the real social terror is here, Tetsuya Takishima, you have done another thing that Asama still water can never do!

In front of you, I'm just a waste robot with a system.

Takishima saw that the topic seemed to be snuffed out by himself, so he added a fire to it.

"Everyone present should be single based on their strength, right? If you really want to be in a relationship, do you think you can get out of being single in a few days? ”

Unexpectedly, the first person to answer the question was Arima:

"In my case, it will take three years at the shortest."

As soon as the words fell, it attracted the surprised attention of all the girls except Konoe.

Futami, Majima, and Fukasawa all looked at the cold girl next to Arima with hidden eyes.

Nijo leaned back and bypassed the three of them to look at Asama, who was glared back by Asama covertly.

"Arima-kun, is this a new type of joke? Too modest, huh? ”

Fukasawa smiled and patted Arima's shoulder, and Goxingin also gave his own answer:

"I won't start a relationship casually, maybe a little impulsive, but if you think about it, this still needs fate. As for getting rid of singleness or something in a few days, this kind of thing is too disrespectful to another person. ”

Takishima nodded, and directed the fire to the corner of the long table,

"The boy is the only one who didn't answer."

Don't you really think of yourself as a human being? What about yourself? Takishima?

"If narcissism is considered love, it takes less than 1 second, right?"

"Except for the Imperial Academy, you boys' answers feel so weird!"

Fukasawa didn't know if it was pretending or real, but he was smiling happily anyway.

"If Asama-kun helps, I'll only need a day."

Konoe Kiyoshi replied coldly, and the atmosphere of Takishima and Fukasawa was frozen at once.

What do you mean?

Emiya followed along with understanding:

"Don't you know? Asama-san's love counseling job at school! ”

But the reaction that Emiya was expecting did not appear, it was... Did something go wrong?

Nijo, Takishima, and Arima knew about it, but why didn't the others move?

Only Goyuin, who was completely unaware of the situation, looked at Asama curiously:

"Asama, I didn't hear you're still doing this, huh? After tutoring before, you said something, is this the matter? ”

Asama nodded calmly,

"It's just that I've been caught and cheered everyone on, and I'm just starting to learn, and I'm not even good at being a wingman or something~~"

Goxingin smiled heartily,

"I understand this, just like many people in the square who hold a microphone to give speeches and exercise their courage to challenge themselves, right?"

Asama nodded,

"What the Imperial Court King said is very true."

Konoe didn't care, and gracefully ate the main dish first, as if she was really not afraid of spicy food at all.

BANG!

A loud thunderclap rang out in the nearby sky.

Futsumi thought of "The Tempest", thought of Shakespeare, thought of the sentence,

[Delayed, there are not many days to come, twenty Lishu, please come and kiss me, the withered grass and withered poplars, youth is easy to pass]

Maybe it's a good opportunity to make your heart heard! See you in two!

"If I fell in love with someone I couldn't be with, I would choose to be single for the rest of my life."

This answer made the three people present feel heavy.

Majima quietly glanced at the second sight, what she actually wanted to see was the reaction of the person behind the second sight.

There's no need to think of a better way to put it, and she also gave an answer that is not a response to Takishima's question:

"I don't know how many days it will take to fall in love, but I may only need 5 days to fall in love with someone."

At this moment, Asama felt the sudden arrival of the rainstorm in the Shura field.