People Start Clocking in Tokyo

"Um...Um..." Iwa Majiru opened his mouth, without saying anything, turning his head shyly, embarrassed to look at the bird Yu-kun again.

"Yes... I'm sorry!" Thinking that Iwa Mahiro didn't even want to look at his little bird Yuzongta, his face instantly turned pale, and he bowed in panic and apologized.

"It seems..... Already..." Iwa Maki blinked his eyes and glanced at the bowing Yuzongta little bird shyly.

"Miss Iwa?" Yuzong Bird looked at Iwa Mahiru with too much hope.

"Dad or something... It doesn't matter anymore..." Iwa Majiru gathered his hair, and after speaking intermittently, he lowered his head shyly again.

"Hey?" Yuzong bird looked at Iwa Mahiru in confusion, what did this mean.

"Hmm!" Iwa Majiro instantly squatted down, covering his face, his cheeks flushed like a cooked crab.

"This...Is this... angry?" Tori Yuzong looked at Tanjima Baiyang and Koyachiyo too blankly, he couldn't understand Iwa Mahiru's meaning.

"Not angry! Not angry! Bird Xiaoyou-kun!" Tanjima Baiyang showed a mysterious smile.

"But Tanjima-senpai, this..." Yuzong Kotori pointed to Iwa Masuru uneasyly. What is going on right now?

"Don't worry, Yu-kun Xiaoniao!" Boom Yachiyo and Tanjima Baiyang looked at each other with a smile, and no one said why.

"You tell me what's wrong!" Little Bird Youzong wailed as he looked at the laughing crowd.

At the same time, another direction in the outfield.

"It's really interesting, Asama-kun's colleague, ha ha ha!" Aragaki Kyouichiro said, looking at the beautiful back of Tori Yuzongta.

"Yeah, this elder sister is really domineering. I didn't expect Senma Asama to have such a beautiful and powerful colleague next to him!" Ayase Ayaki exclaimed.

"..." Qingye briefly drank the ice water in front of him, and glanced helplessly at the old and young in front of him, as well as a pile of empty dishes in front of him, and that had already cooled off. The soup can prove that they have been sitting here for a long time.

"What's the matter, isn't Asama-kun not welcome me and Ayase?" Aragaki Kyouichiro squinted at Asama Aoba.

"Of course not, it was just a little accidental. I didn't expect Mr. Aragaki and Miss Aragaki to suddenly appear here." Qingye waved his hand with a dry smile.

"Cut! What's surprising about this, this is a restaurant, and we just happened to pass by the door during dinner time, so we just came in to eat!" Aragaki Kyouichiro gave Asama Aoba proudly.

"Puff!" Ayase Aragaki tried to squeeze a smile.

"Ahem..." Aragaki Kyouichiro glanced at his granddaughter unnaturally.

"What's the matter, Miss Aragaki?" Aoba looked at Ayase Aragaki suspiciously.

"Puff! Actually, grandpa..." Ayaki Ayase's cheeks flushed red, and she looked at Asama Aoba with tears in her eyes.

"Ahem, Ayase!" Aragaki Ayase panickedly called to stop Ayase, if he continued to say this, his old face would be lost.

"In fact, we came here deliberately, in order to taste the cooking of senior Asama!" Ayase Aragaki directly ignored Grandpa's obstruction.

"Sure enough..." Aoba looked at Kyouichiro Aragaki with a weird expression, knowing that he was not telling the truth.

"Ayase..." Aragaki Kyouichiro looked at his precious granddaughter with a dark face, unable to breathe.

"Didn't I mention Senma Sen's nickname to Grandpa before!" Aragaki Ayase explained.

"Ahem...Uh, um!" Aoba was choked by the ice water directly. After a while, he looked at Ayase Aragaki helplessly, how did he come to expose his scar again.

He suddenly wanted to teach Xiangma Bochen again.

"Because the restaurant where the seniors work is so famous, and the customers who come to the store to drink coffee often mention it, so today I decided to come directly to taste the craftsmanship of the seniors." Ayaki Ayase said with a smile.

"Oh, that's it!" Aoba nodded.

"Before coming here, Grandpa also said that in order to avoid the reputation of Asama-senpai, he deliberately decided to verify in person whether the so-called rumors are as exaggerated as they are." Ayase Ayaki Aragaki He betrayed his grandfather without any psychological burden.

"Oh..." Aoba prolonged her voice, and looked at Aragaki Kyoichiro with a funny face. He was obviously curious about his craftsmanship, but he just wanted to say so righteously.

"That...that was what Ayase said, and it has nothing to do with me." Aragaki Kyouichiro took a sip from the water glass to cover up his embarrassment, and carried out what he said just now. The policy of not admitting to death.

"..." Qingye shook her head speechlessly, still so stiff.

"So how does it taste? I shouldn't disappoint you!" Aoba smiled very confidently.

"Well, because there is a mark on the menu, which is specially served in the evening, my grandfather and I ordered all the dishes of Asama-san. It is so delicious. It definitely surpasses the reviews in those magazines. It is indescribably delicious! "Aragaki Ayase said excitedly. Although she is also very good at making various styles of cuisine, her level like senior is still beyond her imagination.

"Thank you for liking it!" Although Aoba doesn't care much about whether other people agree with him, Ayase Aragaki is obviously different in his heart, and he is very happy now.

"Asama-kun, did you use the same technique as coffee in your cooking?" Aragaki Kyouichiro sourly interrupted the interaction between his baby granddaughter and Asama Aoba.

"Uh... Although I can understand Mr. Aragaki's meaning, it is difficult for me to explain whether there are any differences between them. If only from the state of cooking, the two are indeed the same. Yes!" After Aoba hesitated for a while, he made up the excuse he had made up.

It's not a complete lie, after all, the root skills are all 【Cooking Skills】.

"Well, although I can feel some in the food I just tasted, it is not as strong as coffee!" Aragaki Kyoichiro was a little disappointed.

"Grandpa! Cooking is cooking, and coffee is just coffee. The two cannot be compared!" Aragaki Ayase glared at Aragaki Kyouichiro.

"Uh, Ayase is right to say so..." Aragaki Kyoichiro thought for a moment, then reluctantly nodded, but the disappointment in his eyes still couldn't be hidden.

After all, he has already experienced that extreme and strong emotion in coffee, but what he feels in cooking is a hazy and vague feeling.

If you want to compare it, it's like a comparison between a clear and cold high wine and a low turbid grain wine.

Therefore, this huge disparity makes him a little unacceptable.

"Grandpa! You are so rude, and compared to the strange things you said, in terms of taste and texture, can Grandpa pick out any problems?" Ayaki Ayase looked at Grandpa with some dissatisfaction.

"Well, Ayase is right. After all, taste and texture are of course very important to cooking, but..." Although Aragaki nodded again, there was still a hint of disappointment in his tone. He is different from Ayase Aragaki. After decades of experience, what he cares about ~www.ltnovel.com~ cannot be compensated by taste and texture.

"Furthermore, the cooking of Senma Senma feels similar to the place where Grandpa took me last time!" Aragaki Ayase was a little dissatisfied with Grandpa's perfunctory.

"Yes, Sengen-kun's cuisine can indeed be considered top-notch." Aragaki Kyoichiro remembered the restaurant Ayase was talking about. It took a year to make a reservation for them, and the meal just now was not the highest-level. Apart from the ingredients, there is not much difference in other aspects of cooking.

After all, Asama-kun is still so young, it is scary enough to be able to do this, and it may not take a few years...

"So, such simple and common ingredients can make the taste of top ingredients. Isn't this enough to prove the cooking of Senama?" Ayase Aragaki was finally satisfied when his grandpa finally agreed with Senma's cooking. Nodded, but there was more curiosity in her heart.

Senma Asama's cooking is far beyond this level. How did he do it?

In fact, after learning that the senior knew Tongno before, she contacted Tongno that night and asked about this senior who had made her curious since the first meeting.

It's just that Kirino didn't know much, and he still couldn't make it clear. Apart from knowing that Senma Asama was a friend of Kirino's brother, he didn't ask anything.

It seems that I will ask her carefully when I meet next time.

By the way, if you have time this weekend, just call Kanako, let's go to Tongno's house to play together!

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