Asama checked the schedule records on his phone and looked at Arima,

"Shouldn't the outdoor cooking contest be tomorrow at noon? Ahead of schedule? ”

Arima shook his head,

"It's not."

"Your students will have a whim?"

"No, this link is already there, and it is an informal rehearsal of the outdoor cooking competition. The chairman said that the purpose was to deepen people's impression of Aomori's food. ”

Aomori's specialty food is not barbecue, let's hey!

"Another purpose is the consideration of fairness and communication. According to the level of everyone's reproduction of barbecue cuisine, the order of entering the Oirase Keiryu team was re-screened, and the communication barriers between grades were broken. ”

Asama nodded, though he didn't think it would break the communication barrier between the three grades. Because the barriers between grades do not exist at all, what young people lack today is interest and respect. Some people, even for their classmates, avoid it.

"What about those who didn't eat barbecue at noon?"

For example, Chiyo Konoe.

"Rely on the team."

"Can the team fire that person?"

Arima was silent for a moment, then looked at Asama and said,

"No, you can't."

In other words, even if it is rotten, the team does not have the right to fire such people? Isn't there something wrong with the design of this mechanic. ”

"Expulsion, quarantine, and destruction are just a stupid way to save trouble. Rather than sending trash into the ocean and space, I would like people to put more effort into thinking about how to turn waste into treasure. ”

After all, it's the main character. Even if you call Konoe garbage, there is a smell of [don't throw away, don't give up].

It's a pity that when problems arise, not everyone has the determination and patience to face them, and it is impossible for you to turn into 500 shadow clones to help people solve problems.

Asama responded to the beckoning from the Immortal River from more than 10 meters away, and it seemed that she had finished her baked apple dish.

It's a good thing to be a guinea pig, so let's give it to someone else.

Shallow said to Arima again,

"On the other hand, those who leave the group and enjoy personal privileges have the right to decide whether she has to pay the price when she returns. What do you think? ”

There was no one to talk about the conversation between the first and second most popular first-year boys in Yinghe, and of course the other five people couldn't get into it at all.

The two of them turned from the barbecue exam questions in the afternoon to the Eastern and Western etiquette systems, and the long flowing water noodles with foreign names flowing at high speed could not be caught at all.

This reminded Ivan of the scene where she and Immortal Chuan were in the atrium of the literary club building two months ago, when she and Imama saw Arima and Asama chatting together, and she thought the combination of these two boys was very strange at the time.

At that time, she thought that Immortal Chuan liked the poor noble son Arima Yoshihiko. But now, anyone in the Department of Modern Art can see that Asama still water is his friend's sweetheart.

She had to admire her friend's vision, that charm was by no means something that could be described by words handsome. When Asama still water gets serious, the whole of Eiwa can't find a more heart-wrenching existence than him.

Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at Futami Tsukikai, who seemed to be looking at Asama Shizumi's body in a dead knot.

This girl who had all kinds of scandals not long after the start of school, everyone with a discerning eye knew that she was being bullied, but they didn't know who the bully was. Immortal Chuan wanted to help her, but this Qing Leng didn't seem to want to have anything to do with Immortal Chuan.

It should be Asama Shizusui who helped her solve the bullying problem, which also gave Immortal Chuan one more terrible rival in love.

Imari glanced at Arima again. On the first day of school, the girls thought that Arima and Futami would have a story about what would happen to the two people who had a relationship with each other. It's a pity that the two of them don't have any girl-like comics except for their seats.

"Here, Imari-san."

"Ah, thank you."

After Asama distributed tea to everyone, Arima also shared apple juice for everyone, and he was much more attentive to everyone than Asama when he refilled the cup.

Imari drank 7 points sweet and 3 parts sour chilled apple juice, and the paper cup still seemed to have the touch of a horse's finger.

When Asama handed her tea, she only kowtowed. Therefore, compared to the charismatic but somewhat scary Asama, Arima is more in line with the image of Prince Charming in everyone's minds.

The first glass of juice was not drunk, and Huang Yameng, who was thinking about her thoughts, waved her hand to Arima to thank her, and she asked Asama, who had stopped chatting,

"Shouldn't the priority now be to recall together what we just ate?"

Ivan came back to his senses and asked,

"Arima-kun, aren't you the vice president of the student council? You should know the menu, right? ”

Arima shook his head.

"Not to mention that this is confidential, even if you know the ingredients, you need to figure out the spices and cooking methods."

Asama took a look at the forum, and someone had already opened a post to collect information, and the third-grade seniors who enjoyed the grass lunch an hour earlier than them opened a summary post on the first floor of the post, and what they ate at the grass lunch just now was counted. It's just that no one has been able to accurately pour out the ingredients and how to make them.

I wanted to reply.,Correcting the pineapple chicken skewers without adding honey.,Suddenly I saw that the unread icon of my private message was displayed []. Asama realized that the account should have been marked, and the ID was probably revealed when he sent a love note before the cultural festival.

Deleted the content in the reply column.,Asama posted the link to the post to the class group.,Motioned for everyone to read the post.。

A group of anonymous users poured water of gratitude to Dade in the class, and even posted a bunch of emojis, and others followed suit.

Asama saw Hanyu with a sinister smile on his face and immediately locked on the suspect.

Arima clicked on the forum thread with his Redmi phone, and after a while, a laugh came out of his nose. In his opinion, it seems that Gui senior's whole work is useless, everyone is still willing to open source answers, work together, and the expansion of selfish desires also depends on the category, but the reward of [admission time advance] is not attractive.

Huang Yameng quickly studied the information overview of the third grade, looked at Arima again and asked,

"Arima-kun, what are the assessment criteria for the student union? It shouldn't be accurate to what kind of cow is and what kind of chicken is chicken, right? ”

The emperor asked Arima here, but the answer was Yukino Drinker, but he whispered these words to Arima and Asama.

"As for the fish, the first dish is real mackerel, the second is Jinji, and then the white tuna, these fish are rich in oil, which is really suitable for grilling, and the last grilled fish pieces, depending on the size and taste, should be mackerel."

Arima and Asama invariably gave Yukino a thumbs up, and this big guy is most likely a man with a golden tongue.

However, why do people with golden tongues like to drink energy drinks and sodas, and eat all kinds of fried puffed foods?

"Won't it?"

Ivanri also showed a surprised expression.

Yukino, who felt like she was going to be praised by a girl, showed a reaction to penicillin allergy and difficulty breathing.

It's a pity that he was wrong, and Ivani's surprise came from Arima Yoshihiko's acquiescence to Huang Yameng's assumptions.

"Arima, do you have to figure out the type of ingredients?"

"Well, that's in the grading system."

Yukino Drinker realized that it was his own excess consciousness and lay on his back, as if he had been slapped by the Buddha, and he couldn't wait to evaporate on the spot.

"Hey! Yukino, what's wrong with you? Brace yourself! Is it a bad stomach? It's broken, I heard that the toilet is a mile away from here! ”

Hanyu's concern attracted more attention, and Yukino said that he was more unwell.

Asama diverted the attention of others to him through questions.

"Arima, if the venue is still here, how do you get the ingredients? There is no large market within a radius of several kilometers, right? ”

"The hotel's central kitchen area will be open to everyone, but of course, some of the ingredients are not in the hotel and you have to find them yourself."

Futami also raised his own questions,

"In other words, it is possible to pick wild vegetables, fruits and vegetables, buy special sauces at supermarkets and convenience stores, or boil eggs in hot springs to make liquid eggs."

"It's not convenient to answer that."

"Arima, aren't those of you who are members of the student council who are in the know become [cheaters] when they are both referees and athletes?"

Arima replied with a smile,

"I'm thinking too much. There are no more than 4 people who really know, we trust each other, and there will be no fraud. We will complete these activities at a moderate level with a guaranteed level of participation. ”

"That's not how you guys are on a cruise."

Asama still remembers that the challenges were all the first of a few people in the student council, although he knew that it had little to do with Arima Yoshihiko, who was working part-time at the student council at the time.

However, even at this time, Arima did not put all the blame on Konoe.

"The cruise is indeed a dereliction of duty on the part of our student union."

A few people chatted again, packed up their picnic mats, and went back to the hotel to rest.

From 4 to 5:30 p.m., there will be a nature class, and then from 6 to 8 p.m., there will be a barbecue buffet.

The ponies disappear to the side of the road, reportedly supposedly having to walk back with their legs.

What? When you say that you also use meat legs? That's fine.

Asama followed the guidance and guidance of the staff and ate slowly.

The way back is actually the same as the way you came, so it's no wonder that I didn't see the third-grade seniors when I went uphill.

In that case, the ponies should be going to pick up the last group.

The second saw that the three girls took out a parasol.

Asama rejects Futami's invitation to be with an umbrella, and Arima also rejects Ivanri's invitation.

Hanyu, who had planned to reject the emperor in advance, failed to flick the knife, looked at the Yamashita Hotel with an empty face, and shook his head.

Asama looks at him a little without Horikita.

Just thinking like this, Horikita, Goxingin, Fukasawa, Immortal River, Mashima, and Ryuzaki killed from behind.

"Why are you walking so fast?"

Goxingin grabbed Asama and Arima familiarly, and said with a smile,

"What are you two plotting with me?"

I'm afraid this strength wasn't learned from Immortal Chuan, right? Have you forgotten the family motto of your Imperial House [Do not violate etiquette and righteousness in your life]?

Seeing that the Imperial Palace had a horse and tiptoed slightly, Asama decided not to bother with him.

As soon as Hanyu and Horikita met, they seemed to be like fish in water, and they pulled a few boys with great interest and commented on the girls who passed by.

Fukasawa Yuki, Ivan Riena, and Huang Yamu were behind them with expressions of seeing flies that had just flown off the shit.

As soon as the small team of Class A grew, it was as if a supernova was born, attracting the star chips of Takishima, Yanagiba, Oshima, and Daiki.

"Is this the test that the Great Teacher put on me?"

Yukino endured it painfully, and although he had no desire to interject or the right to interject, he knew very well what he was doing.

For the sake of the same group, let's take a good look at the person [Asama Still Water].

He's an unusual yin horn that is now charged, much more interesting than scum like Kiyotaka Ayakoji and Si Bo Daya.

If you get close to him, you should be able to produce interesting changes in your own yin corner, right?

Find a black sun and hide it in it, perhaps this is the true meaning of the fate of the [Yin Strength].

It's just a pity that he underestimated the temperature of the black sun.

It is indeed much harder to endure [being superfluous], to accept [to stand in the sun and be scrutinized], to be [seen by as many people as possible, but not to be seen through], than to stay in a corner and watch people coldly.

Takishima squeezed to the left side of Asama, and gay angrily leaned into his ear, and whispered with a smile,

"Komaba is also here, do you want to play together at night?"

"Those ponies who came up to carry everyone can't be from the Komaba family, right?"

"The big teacher knows everything~ Komaba's mother is Hoshino's eldest lady."

“.”

In other words, the hotels are all Komaba's mother's house, right?

Therefore, people who rely on Google Yahoo search cannot grasp the real information of the world around them.

Asama was disappointed in herself.

"What can I play at night, watch you play video games?"

"The big teacher laughed, how could Galgame play in front of people? Isn't there still Daiki? We're going to play billiards. ”

"Aren't you going to participate in the pillow fight at night?"

"Also, you're from Ito, so it seems that you are bound to win the championship of the pillow battle?"

"It depends."

"Then let's also participate in the pillow fight, I don't know if we will meet you in the finals."

"This kind of talk will be advanced in the finals."

"It's rare to see the big teacher so combative, hmm

Takishima put on specially shaped sunglasses and smiled, and Asama recognized him at a glance as imitating Doflamingo Don Quixote in One Piece.

This state of mind. I really want to ask Reina Nijo if she regrets it. Or is it that Takishima likes cos all kinds of people, but it's actually the love between them?

Walking all the way back to the hotel, Asama was pleasantly surprised to discover the fact that when he was surrounded by boys, even the great Myojin Futami who had broken the special attack had no chance to increase his sensibility.

So

Forget it, he would rather be disturbed by the second sight of them than be with these people.

At least he knew what they were for, and at least he had the experience to deal with them.

The only people lying in the hotel for a lunch break were Yukino and him.

Yukino's snoring has already sounded.

This guy looks tired.

Arima went to deal with the affairs of the student council again, and it seems that a few disobedient guys broke away from the large army and got into the mountains in advance.

Hanyu, on the other hand, went to cheer for Horikita. Horikita let go of his arrogance to the boys in classes A and B, and wanted to show them how to play the girl.

"Asama, Arima, Goxingin, Takishima, what [prince] can talk to succeed is just a heavenly reward, to really learn the technique, you have to look at my King of Tokyo Bay, Lord Horikita."

Hanyu sent Horikita's speech to Asama, who felt that Hanyu was more like a joke about his brothers than a cheer.

In other words, even Horikita began to think that he was very handsome

Asama's back suddenly cooled.

Yukino's snoring suddenly became louder, as if he had a chainsaw stuck in his throat.

Asama turned up the air conditioner slightly, silently put on the headphones, and Gould's "Goldberg Variations" flowed into his ears.

He leaned back on the hotel's single sofa, the fingers of his left hand tapping his knees lightly, and with his piano skills, he played the song of reason with Gould in his head.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed like it was just a moment.

Human beings need works, which can travel through time and space, communicate with other people, and then, in the form of memories, continue to live as a part of other people.

What is his work of Asama still water?

Sunlight shines through the windows of the Oirase Hotel, up Asama's trouser legs, and on the carpet under the curtains, the shadows of the trees are dappled.

He tried to record this light and shadow with poetry, painting, and music, but he felt that his ideas were ridiculous.

Maybe I'm better suited to be a spectator.

At this time, the phone rang again.

It can't be Pochi's call, right?

Asama picked up his phone and looked at it.

It's Emiya white.

(End of chapter)