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Chapter 12 You're trying to teach me how to cook?!
A clean and tidy living room.

A balcony covered with clothes drying in the sun.

A table piled high with food, and a cook wearing a pink apron!
Who am I? Where am I? Is this really my home?
Akiko Yonehara posed a profound question to herself.

She took a shower, and when she came out, she found that her home had changed drastically and felt somewhat unfamiliar.

Although she could do it too! (Very quietly)
"You did all of this?"

Akiko Yonehara glanced at the living room balcony, then walked to the dining table, looking at the delicious-looking food on the table with disbelief.

Although schools in Japan do have cooking classes, there is only one class per week, and they teach some very common dishes.

However, most students did not study it seriously, felt it was unnecessary, and could not even do the restoration.

Not to mention dishes like those made by Kitahara Natsuhiro, which are a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

Moreover, she didn't recognize most of the dishes on the table; they weren't Japanese food!
"Yup!"

Kitahara Natsumi walked out of the kitchen, placed the dishcloth on the table, and said with a smile, "I live alone, and when I have nothing to do, I like to study cooking. These are all Chinese dishes!"

He has been in this world for over a week, but he still can't get used to Japanese food.

Although Japan is a coastal country with plenty of seafood that tastes delicious, it can get cloying after a while, and the flavors are too bland. Also, some of the food is either raw or cooked, which doesn't suit his taste as an outsider.

So he brought out all the cooking skills he had learned on Bilibili in his previous life and cooked them at home whenever he had free time.

"Chinese cuisine?" Akiko Yonehara paused for a moment, then pointed to a plate of golden-fried vegetables and asked, "What is this?"

She had tried some Chinese cuisine, but she wasn't familiar with the dishes on the table.

"Garlic ribs are made with pork ribs, chopped into small pieces, and mixed with baking soda. Let the ribs fully absorb the baking soda, then soak them in water for 30 minutes. This way, the fried ribs will not have a fishy smell and the meat will be much more tender."

"Next up is garlic."

As Akiko Yonehara listened to Natsuhiro Kitahara's explanation, she felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she were back in school.

And she thinks Kitahara Natsuhiro is trying to teach her how to cook?!

Laugh to death!

If she were a good cook, she wouldn't be making do with a bento box for dinner.

As for her current situation, it is probably...
Brain: Got it, get ready to do it, get ready to do it!
Hand: Ah! I've already broken several of them!
Moreover, Kitahara Natsuyu's explanation was like a demonic shadow in her ears at this moment: "Wait! Can I try some?"

Listening is fine, but eating is okay.

She was starving; the aroma of food was making her mouth water, and her stomach was already rumbling.

"can!"

Kitahara Natsuyu smiled, handed her a pair of chopsticks, and then picked up a bowl from the side and filled it with rice for her.

The moment Akiko Yonehara got her chopsticks, she couldn't wait to pick up a piece of pork rib with golden garlic bits and bring it to her mouth. Her pearly teeth bit into the tender, piping hot meat, and the juices seeped out. The aroma of garlic and meat blended perfectly in her mouth.

It felt as if a pig was running rampant inside her, exuding a heavy aura.

It’s so delicious!
"Even vaguely!"

Akiko Yonehara's eyes lit up, and she uttered the most fitting compliment for garlic ribs with her meager praise.

good to eat!

She's not a food critic, so "delicious" is the highest praise she can give to food.

"Here, rice!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro promptly handed over a bowl of rice.

"Thank you!"

Akiko Yonehara said thank you, then picked up a piece of pork rib with cartilage and put it in her mouth.

The ribs are the perfect size; one rib is just enough to fill most of your mouth before you can eat a bite of rice.

This taste is simply divine.

Then, Akiko Yonehara picked up a piece of green vegetable and a slice of meat, and while eating, she made a soft "ooh" sound, her cheeks puffed out, like a hamster hoarding food.

"what is this?"

"I was actually planning to make stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, but green peppers are too bitter and not suitable for eating, so I substituted garlic sprouts!"

Because of the soil, green peppers in Japan are bitter.

Bitter green peppers are heresy to him, something he absolutely cannot eat! Just like he insists on drinking sweet tofu pudding.

"This is delicious too, but I know what this dish is: scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

Akiko Yonehara pointed to a dish of yellow and red vegetables with a little broth and said.

This dish is the classic scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Even a complete novice who isn't very good at cooking can easily make scrambled eggs with tomatoes; it's not difficult at all!
"Yes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

"So do you know what this is?"

Kitahara Natsuhiro pointed to the dish with its red sheen and bright red chili peppers on the surface.

"I've never tried this before, but it looks really spicy!"

Akiko Yonehara felt that this dish was very spicy just by looking at it, and that there was even a pungent smell in the air.

She has always preferred bland flavors and rarely uses chili peppers, which is why she hesitated to eat this dish for a long time.

"It's okay, it's not spicy! This chili pepper is just for color, to make it look nice. It's not spicy at all!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro kindly offered some words of comfort.

However, the "not spicy" comment was directed at him; as for Akiko Yonehara...
She'll know once she tries it.

One must be brave enough to take the first step!
"Really?"

"real!"

"All right!"

Akiko Yonehara believed Kitahara Natsuhiro's words and bravely picked up a piece of fish, putting it into her mouth along with the broth.

In an instant, a spicy aroma surged up, followed by a fragrant aroma and the smooth, tender texture of the fish.

"Cough cough! It's so spicy!"

Akiko Yonehara choked so badly that tears welled up in her eyes, which were now misty with tears.

"Here, this is milk!"

Kitahara Natsuhiro was prepared and took out the milk he had prepared in advance, handing it to her.

Gulu!

Gulu!

Akiko Yonehara felt much better after drinking a few sips of milk, as the spicy taste was suppressed.

"Didn't you say it wouldn't be spicy?!"

Once she had recovered, Akiko Yonehara looked at Natsuhiro Kitahara with a resentful expression. She had been tricked!
Upon hearing this, Kitahara Natsuyu shrugged and said, "It's definitely not spicy for me anymore."

"But putting aside the spiciness, how is it in terms of taste alone?"

"Delicious! This is good enough to open a restaurant!"

Akiko Yonehara gave an affirmative answer, saying that the taste was fine, but the spiciness was a bit too much for her to handle right away.

"As long as it tastes good, that's fine. Besides, this dish is meant to be spicy, but I can make a non-spicy dish next time!"

Upon hearing this, Akiko Yonehara nodded quickly; she wanted to eat fish that wasn't spicy.

At that moment, her taste buds were conquered by Kitahara Natsuhiro, without her even realizing it.

Half an hour later.
The table was a mess; the garlic ribs, stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, tomato and egg, and boiled fish had all been devoured.

Apart from a little bit of broth left from the boiled fish, everything else was eaten clean, even the rice was finished.

"Ah! I'm full, I'm full!"

Akiko Yonehara slumped on the sofa in a very unladylike manner, patting her somewhat round belly with her right hand.

"Would you like to go out for a walk to digest your food?"

Kitahara Natsuhiro's voice came from not far away.

Upon hearing this voice, Akiko Yonehara immediately straightened up, becoming dignified, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"I really am. Knowing there was someone else in the house, I still did something so indecent. It's so shameful."

At that moment, she wanted to crawl into a hole!
(End of this chapter)