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A woman's voice, tinged with grievance and murderous intent, came from the side: "Try moving one of them?"
"What happened?"
"You're asking what's wrong?! What's your relationship with that girl inside? How can she just walk into the kitchen like that?"
Even someone as strong as Hiratsuka Shizuka seemed to have become a wronged little woman at this moment.
She really wanted to punch this guy in the head.
But the thought of him being beaten made me feel even more uncomfortable.
The conflicting emotions between these two opposing forces ultimately prevented Hiratsuka, the notorious "Demon King" who was known as a violent goddess at school, from actually taking action.
"Hey, Asuna?"
Aoba smiled helplessly and sighed softly, "She's a girl with a great talent for cooking. I'm just fulfilling one of her small wishes."
"There really is no other relationship!?"
"No, not at all. In fact, this is only the second time I've met her."
"If you can get into the kitchen on the second meeting, then you can just go straight to the front of the table..."
Hiratsuka Shizuka stared with slightly red eyes, not wanting to argue with Aoba anymore after figuring out the answer.
In particular, she felt that the eyes of those around her had begun to turn towards her.
Even as a mature woman, she lacks the stage presence that Kaori Miyazono possesses.
"What are you talking about? I'll go take care of something first, we'll talk later."
Aoba sighed helplessly.
"Aoba, hold on."
Futaro tugged at the hem of Aoba's apron and whispered.
"Mmm, Aoba, don't panic."
Saitama looked at him with a serious expression and nodded very earnestly.
Genos, who was engrossed in eating, quickly put down his chopsticks and looked at Aoba when he saw Saitama's serious expression.
"Manager, please feel free to ask if you have any questions."
The trio gave Aoba the illusion that he had actually done something.
"Did you three forget to take your medicine before you went out today?"
Aoba sighed helplessly at the three of them, then turned and left.
Seeing this, the trio couldn't help but sigh at Aoba's performance.
"Aoba...sigh."
Futaro was quite helpless.
"Aoba... This is terrible."
Saitama seemed to recall something, and a look of fear appeared on his face.
"Manager... *slurp*"
Genos is still eating.
Aoba returned to the bar and watched Reiko talking with Kyokotsu and Yukino Fuyuki.
"Reiko, aren't you going to eat today?"
Since Lingzi entered the store, the customer has not ordered any food.
"No, the manager was busy just now." (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
Reiko turned back to Aoba with a smile and explained.
"It's alright. Besides, it's the chef's fault for making diners wait too long."
Qingye chuckled and shook her head.
"Well... I want to eat a sandwich today."
"no problem."
"You also need to add ketchup!"
"Uh-huh."
After speaking with Reiko, Aoba headed towards the kitchen.
Just as Yueyi*er Yiqi Jiuli III lifted the curtain, she saw Asuna coming out carrying udon noodles.
The girl in the apron had fine beads of sweat on her forehead, which shone brightly under the light.
"You did a great job."
Aoba glanced at the udon noodles in Asuna's hand.
Although there are still some shortcomings, it is a great improvement for Asuna's cooking skills.
The girl at this moment is so bright and happy.
Why should he say such discouraging things?
"Don't laugh at me, Aoba-kun."
Asuna, somewhat embarrassed, pointed to her toes and spoke to Aoba with a hint of friendly coquetry.
This stirred up ripples in Hiratsuka Shizuka's calmed mind, which had been watching closely.
The low air pressure instantly sobered up Yukino Yuka, who was still feeling tipsy.
"No jokes, Asuna is already great."
Aoba looked at the girl with a serious expression.
"Hehe~, it's not as good as Aoba-kun says. I can tell the difference myself."
Even if the girl said it verbally.
But when she received approval from Aoba, who was an excellent cook, her smiling eyes revealed her true feelings.
talking.
She brought the udon noodles to Futaro.
"Udon noodles, please enjoy."
"Huh? Not Aoba..."
Futaro looked at the udon noodles the girl had served, then glanced in Aoba's direction.
Seeing that he was nodding repeatedly in front of him, 847 understood what was going on.
He quickly assured her that he was fine, and smelling the rather pleasant aroma, he nodded repeatedly, "It smells wonderful!"
"really?"
Asuna seemed very happy, but she still had some doubts in her heart.
She is very clear about her own level.
Is this gentleman really behaving as exaggeratedly as he did?
He couldn't help but look at Qingye behind him.
Aoba simply looked at Asuna with encouraging eyes.
He was well aware of Asuna's tense yet expectant feelings at that moment.
Besides, he has never been a strict person.
If the girl were to be hurt at this moment, she would definitely cry.
“Slurp——!”
"Mmm!? This tastes really good!!!"
And so, under the girl's nervous gaze...
Futaro's performance became increasingly exaggerated.
"Really?!"
"real!"
Even Futaro couldn't tell the truth when he met Asuna's gaze!
Let's just consider it a white lie.
However, if it goes too far, it might backfire, so we can only try to salvage the situation a little more.
"Although it can't compare to Aoba's skills, it's still the best udon I've ever eaten."
"puff--!"
Asuna smiled as she watched Futaro's exaggerated performance.
The smile that radiated from his heart was genuine.
At this moment, it seems that all worries have drifted away with this bowl of udon noodles.
"Ahem, that's an overreaction, Futaro."
Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Aoba shook his head helplessly and reminded Futaro.
"what?!"
"No, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh."
Asuna wiped away the tears that had welled up in her eyes and quickly apologized to Futaro and Aoba.
"I'm really happy today, thank you Aoba-kun!!"
"Well, it's okay."
Seeing the genuine smile on Asuna's face, Aoba was also in a good mood.
In the end, we saw that the girl's hard work had not been in vain.