Tokyo: Something's wrong with my label

Chapter 69 Hypnosis Tag, Condensation!
  In the kitchen, the warm light shines softly on Takehara Maki. She is wearing an apron and busy preparing dinner.

Curry chicken rice.

Takehara Maki skillfully chopped onions and carrots, her fingers dancing on the tip of the knife as if playing a silent piece of music.

Soon, the onions and carrots were cut into small pieces.

At this time, Takehara Maki's eyes stayed on the chicken soaked in cold water.

The blood in the chicken is slowly precipitating.

If the blood in the chicken is not removed cleanly, it will cause a lot of fishy smell.

When Aragaki changed into home clothes and walked into the kitchen.

The Santoku sword in Takehara Maki's hand was swung quickly, and under the light, it emitted a cold sword light.

It didn't take long for her to cut the chicken into evenly sized pieces and marinate it with cooking wine and salt.

"Hey, Aragaki-san."

Just when Takehara Maki was about to peel the potatoes, she turned around and saw Aragaki Yasushi leaning on the door frame, looking at her.

Facing Aragaki Yasu's gaze, Takehara Maki felt a little shy.

"Takehara-san is very good at cooking."

Maki Takehara is quite skillful in handling ingredients, much more skillful than Yasushi Aragaki himself.

Yasushi Aragaki noticed that Takehara Maki was good at cooking before in the cooking class.

Now that I have a look, it turns out that I was right.

"Ah."

Takehara Maki nodded.

"When I'm at home, I often help my mother and sister cook."

“As time goes by, you’ll get the hang of it naturally.”

Takehara Maki lowered her head and looked at the slippers on her feet.

If she didn't hold a sharp knife in her hand, her appearance would undoubtedly be quite attractive.

"Takehara-kun, put down the knife first, be careful not to hurt yourself."

"what!"

Takehara Maki exclaimed, and then immediately put the Santoku sword back on the knife rest.

Aragaki Jing felt relieved.

Although he has many epic labels, the current Yasushi Aragaki still cannot do it. He has been stabbed dozens of times and is still alive and kicking.

Walking to Takehara Maki's side, Aragaki picked up a potato and started chatting with her while peeling it.

It didn't take long for the two of them to successfully peel a few potatoes.

Aragaki Jing picked up the knife and skillfully cut the potatoes into small pieces. Every movement was also quite smooth and natural.

At this time, the chicken is marinated.

Takehara Maki walked to the side, heated up the oil in the pot, and gently put the chicken into the hot pot. Suddenly, there was a wonderful crackling sound in the pot.

As the temperature rises, the surface of the chicken gradually turns golden, and Takehara Maki skillfully turns the spatula so that the chicken is evenly heated.

When the chicken is cooked to medium-rare, she takes it out and puts it on a prepared plate aside.

Then, Takehara Maki took the onions, carrots and potatoes from Aragaki Yasushi and put them into the pot one by one and stir-fried. The ingredients in the pot were wrapped in hot oil, exuding a mouth-watering aroma.

She lightly sprinkled in curry powder and sugar, and instantly, the ingredients in the pot were wrapped in golden curry sauce, exuding a rich curry aroma.

Then, she poured an appropriate amount of water, put the chicken on the side into the pot, covered the pot, turned down the heat and simmered slowly.

During the cooking process, she stirred occasionally to prevent the curry from burning to the bottom.

On the other side, Aragaki Jing has washed the rice grains and steamed the rice.

"Okay, Maki, go study. I'll just watch over here."

Sensing the change in Aragaki Yasushi's title, Takehara Maki's eyes trembled slightly, but he did not stop it.

"This……"

"Okay."   Maki Takehara bit her lip lightly.

"Thank you so much, Aragaki-san."

Takehara Maki clenched her fists, feeling a little at a loss.

"Hey, Maki, just call me by my name from now on."

"How can this work?"

Takehara Maki shook his head vigorously.

As time goes by, the curry chicken in the pot gradually emits a rich aroma. It is a unique aroma made from a mixture of various ingredients, which increases people's appetite.

The spiciness and sweetness of curry blend together to create an irresistible charm.

When the soup in the pot gradually thickened, Aragaki knew that the curry chicken was ready.

On the other side, the rice has just been steamed, with distinct grains and an attractive rice aroma. new
  Yuan Jing picked up the plate, took out two plates of rice, and then poured the cooked curry chicken evenly on the rice.

Instantly, the rich aroma of curry intertwined with the fragrance of rice, forming an intoxicating taste.

The golden curry sauce penetrates into the rice, making every grain of rice full of flavor, and the chicken and vegetables are also covered in curry sauce, which looks extremely tempting.

The two sat opposite each other and tasted the delicious curry chicken rice, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

After dinner, Takehara Maki took the initiative to take over the task of washing dishes and strongly prevented Aragaki Yasushi from helping.

Aragaki Yasushi was sitting in the living room, reading the psychology book on hypnosis and listening to the sound of running water in the kitchen.

For some reason, Aragaki Jing felt a bit of warmth.

They were both guests at home, but the emotions Aragaki got from Saya Tsunoda and Maki Takehara were completely different.

Getting from Saya Tsunoda is a very simple and pure pleasure.

It can satisfy Aragaki Yasu's desires very well.

But what I felt from Takehara Maki was different.

When he originally invited Takehara Maki to cook at home, Yasushi Aragaki had some other ideas.

Just like it was with Saya Tsunoda.

but.

Aragaki Jing glanced at the light coming from the kitchen.

"It's better to wait."

Afterwards, Aragaki began to read the book in his hand seriously again.

"Hypnosis tags, hurry up and gather them together!"

Probably less than half an hour later.

The sound of water flowing in the kitchen stopped, and Maki Takehara walked out.

Aragaki Jing looked up.

Takehara Maki walked towards her. She was wearing an exquisite apron. The white apron was dotted with several small flowers of different colors, which complemented her pure temperament.

The apron that was not too large was worn on Takehara Maki, but it was very fluffy, highlighting her thin figure and flat chest.

Her high ponytail was tied neatly and neatly, but the few strands of hair in front of her forehead hung messily on her face, adding a bit of toughness to her.

"Aragaki-san, let me clean up your room for you."

Takehara Maki looked at the somewhat messy living room.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Maki."

Aragaki Jing looked stunned, but did not refuse.

Takehara Maki nodded with a smile and started to get busy.

Yasushi Aragaki sat on the sofa and looked at Takehara Maki's busy figure, feeling warm and moved in his heart.

Then he focused his attention on the book in his hand again.

Unconsciously, a label slowly appeared in the label bar.

(End of this chapter)