Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 96:27. "Typhoon Day Reporting and Fresh Fish Party (End)"

The sky was still dark, and raindrops pattered against the glass windows. The drainpipes on both sides of the street were overwhelmed and echoed with a dull sound.

"Yo! Sorry for the wait, everyone."

After changing into light home clothes, Mami and Haiyue went downstairs.

"You're so slow, Sister Mami. You haven't been sleeping in until now, have you?" Qian Ai frowned.

"It's a rainy day after all, and it's so dark I can't even tell whether it's morning or afternoon," Asami said, scratching the back of her head.

"Do you still sleep until the afternoon?!"

Qian Ai was shocked, tilted her head, and made a puzzled sound: "Sister Mami, what's wrong with your knee?"

"My knee?"

"Yeah, it's red, and the soles of her feet are also red. Are they scratched? And Haiyue's legs are also red. What happened?"

"Well, don't worry, it's blush," Asami answered nonchalantly.

"Blush?"

Qian Ai was stunned: "Why do you put blush on your knees and the soles of your feet?"

"Because if I want to wear white silk in real life to achieve the rosy, translucent effect in the book, this is the only way... Ugh!"

Realizing that she had let the cat out of the bag, Asami quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

"White silk? Book? Effect?"

Qian Ai's already soft voice became even more twisted into a questioning tone.

"Ah! Well, it's nothing, Chi'ai, just pretend I didn't say anything!"

Although the air conditioner was on in the dining area, Mami's cheeks were flushed, she was sweating profusely, and she kept waving her hands.

Qian Ai narrowed her eyes suspiciously: "I feel like something's wrong with Sister Mami."

"Really? Why don't I feel anything?"

The act of playing dumb couldn't be more obvious.

"Ah~ I'm so hungry. I can't wait to eat tuna." She changed the subject abruptly.

"It's rare to see Sister Mami so flustered..."

"Forget it, Sister Qian Ai."

Weilai gently tugged at the corner of her clothes and signaled Qianai with his eyes to stop asking questions. What a kind child.

"I know. Anyway, Mami-san must be doing something strange that no one can understand."

Qian Ai was just asking casually, and after sighing, she pulled out a chair and sat down.

Asami exhaled deeply.

...It’s actually quite easy to understand.

But understanding and comprehension are two different things, Masumi thought.

After Kamishiro and Kurokawa, the two "Fish Magistrates", brought the freshly fried tempura to the table, the chilled fish cooking party brought by Chiai officially began.

"I'm starting." x6
Seafood rice bowl, nigiri sushi, sashimi, tempura, and a salty miso soup with fish.

A large tuna was fully utilized and cooked cleanly, except that the bones were fried into tempura.

Masumi first picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup to moisten his mouth and throat, then picked up the chopsticks and tasted the seafood rice in front of him.

Seafood donburi is similar to teppanyaki donburi, with sliced ​​tuna marinated in soy sauce and served on vinegared rice.

In addition to red meat, there is also sea bream that is not processed much, which simply highlights the original flavor of white meat sashimi.

It was a delicious dish that made him praise it without hesitation.

The rain outside seemed to have eased, but the sky was still dark, making this lunch almost feel like dinner.

"Come on, Masumi, try this."

Kurokawa Mio straightened her chopsticks, picked up a piece of nigiri sushi and put it on his plate.

There was a smear of brightly colored lip gloss on the tip of the chopsticks.

"I made this myself, red sea bream sushi."

"Oh, thank you."

"Then please try my tuna sushi."

Rinyin also picked up a piece of sushi and gave it to him as if nothing had happened.

"Thank you, I can pick it up myself..."

"What are you doing? Masumi was clearly planning to eat mine first." Kurokawa was dissatisfied.

"Please."

Linyin said in her usual cold tone, "There's no first come, first served basis when it comes to sushi. Being the first to eat doesn't necessarily mean you have an advantage."

“After all, in terms of taste, plump tuna is better than lean sea bream.

Kurokawa Mio's expression turned cold: "Oh? Are you so confident?"

"Although tuna is filling, eating too much will make you sick. And I believe that Masumi is not such a superficial person, right?"

She stared at Masumi with eyes full of expectation.

"Na?"

The end of the sentence is deliberately emphasized.

"Uh...it's just sushi, nothing superficial about it."

Kurokawa Mio listened to him patiently before saying softly, "It does matter."

"Which do you prefer, the smooth, sweet, and firm sea bream sushi or the oily, rich tuna sushi?"

She leaned forward, her beautiful black pupils as dark and deep as a black hole, tightly grasping Masumi, and a terrible sense of oppression came from in front of her.

“It’s gotta be a snapper, right?”

Red sea bream in spring, horse mackerel in summer, bonito in autumn, and yellowtail in winter are fish that the islanders often eat all year round.

"Who do you think has better sashimi, mine or Rinne's?"

Kurokawa Mio pressed forward step by step.

Beside her, although Rinyin didn't say a word, from the fixed gaze she gave her, it was clear that she was also waiting for Masumi's next words, a clear answer.

Masumi's expression was calm, but his mind was like a seafood stew pot, bubbling with boiling bubbles.

What is this?

I feel like if I answer wrong, something dangerous will happen.

It's sushi, but the metaphor is pretty obvious, so what's the correct answer?
In terms of taste, I do seem to prefer tuna a little bit, after all, it is a high-end ingredient rich in fat.

But if I answer like that, will Kurokawa mistakenly think I like Kamishiro? And what's her attitude towards me? What kind of response does she expect from me? I have no idea from her cold expression.

Yes, from the eyes!

The moment inspiration came, Masumi looked into those beautiful eyes.

In the clear purple eyes, the chill from the confrontation with Kurokawa just now has not melted away.

The plan failed, and he returned to the options interface in dejection.

Tuna, snapper, tuna, snapper...

Masumi couldn't help but think of the beautiful girl game that Asami pushed on him: in the common plot, there are usually some key options that are necessary conditions for entering the personal line of a certain heroine.

But reality is neither a love game nor a love system.

In this case, why not ask the only hardcore gamer around me -

He looked at Mami as if for help, but the latter pretended not to see him and continued to eat with a hearty attitude, devouring the nearby food in no time at all.

(Hey, you spanked me just now, and now it’s payback.)
(Well done, you two, please work harder and punish the evil-minded Masumi-kun severely.)
Mami found that she couldn't control the corners of her lips from turning up, and a smile of watching a good show appeared on her face.

"Tuna? Snapper?"

Qian Ai tilted her head slightly in confusion.

Haiyue said nothing, just focusing on the sashimi in front of her.

Whether it is sea bream or the belly meat near the pectoral fins of tuna, they are both chewy parts.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be easy to say, but she is Haiyue after all. It is not surprising that this jellyfish girl who often makes people feel incredible has poor bite force.

The air around Masumi suddenly became stagnant.

"Well...there's no need to be so entangled."

Unexpectedly, it was the distant future that broke the deadlock.

She asked tentatively, "They're all great ingredients. Wouldn't it be more delicious if we enjoyed them together?"

"..."

Even Asami looked up.

"What's wrong?" She showed a timid expression: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Mami shook her head with a complicated expression, her voice as stiff as if squeezed out of her throat: "From the perspective of the diner, this is correct."

"Then...why don't we just eat together?" Wei Li was confused.

The smile of watching a show returned to Mami's face.

"That's right, just enjoy it together, Masumi-kun."

Kurokawa Mio turned her face away with a bored look on her face, and Rin also lowered her eyelashes as if nothing had happened and resumed her meal.

Masumi blinked repeatedly, at a loss.

The options seemed to have ended there, so which personal path was I following? Which ending would it lead to?

Anyway, let’s eat first.

The Akashi Strait in Hyogo Prefecture is rich in nutrients due to its whirlpools and fast currents. The fish and shellfish that migrate here have firm meat, sweet taste and excellent quality.

Rin's tuna sashimi is different from others. The fish meat is cut as thin as paper, just like the "specialness" of a girl.

The surface has beautiful lines like frost, and it melts instantly like snowflakes in the mouth, and the aroma of fat as soft as thin snow overflows in the mouth.

In comparison, Kurokawa's red sea bream sashimi is firm and elastic, with a delicious taste unique to white-body fish. The two have their own merits.

Masumi couldn't let go of the moist texture of both sashimi. Just like Mirai said, enjoying them together was the best way to eat them. But is this the right way to interact with people?
"Hmm~ What is this...?"

Haiyue took a bite of tempura, and a look of confusion gradually appeared on her little face.

"Isn't it fried horse mackerel?"

Mami also picked up a freshly fried tempura with chopsticks. The golden and crispy shell made people want to take a bite.

"Fried horse mackerel is the best! If you don't eat fried horse mackerel, it's like you haven't eaten horse mackerel at all!"

"Ah! I want to eat it with wasabi mayonnaise." She put the tempura into her mouth.

"Ok?"

Asami raised an eyebrow at the unexpected taste.

The texture of the horse mackerel was not as firm as expected, but smoother and richer, spreading in the mouth like cream.

After tasting it briefly, Mami confirmed, "This is the milt of the fish, right?"

Baizi, also known as fish white, is rich in protamine and is a high-end food ingredient.

"Yeah." Linyin nodded.

"Pufferfish? Or cod?"

Both are high-end products. There is a saying that "pufferfish in the west, cod in the east" depending on the place of origin. The price of natural tiger puffer milt in season can reach 20,000 yen per kilogram. The price of real cod milt is slightly lower, but it also has a sky-high price of 10,000 yen.

"It's from the snapper."

"I see. That's not bad."

"Bai Zi...is..." Haiyue was puzzled.

"Eh? Is this Xiao Haiyue's first time eating it?" Mami was surprised.

The girl nodded silently.

"Oh, I see. Let me tell you." She began to explain: "White fish are male fish..."

"Hmm~"

Haiyue blinked her blue eyes.

"Isn't that... the thing that creates life..."

"That's the way it can be described." Mami thought for a moment and said, "I remember that Haiyue didn't seem to like eating fish eggs. Could it be that Baizi can't accept it either?"

Haiyue nodded slightly: "It feels... like swallowing my whole life..."

"So... I don't like to eat..."

As she spoke, she picked up a bite of tempura with her chopsticks and put it on Masumi's plate.

Wait, why leave it to me to deal with? Am I a demon king who devours life? Masumi's face was strange.

"Shilk and fish eggs are different, Haiyue."

Qian Ai smiled gently: "At best, it's only half a life. There's no need to feel such a heavy burden."

“When eating, just think of yourself as someone who enjoys the food.”

Life is short, and we don’t know how many more chances we will have to eat.

So, delicious is better. Happiness is better.

"is that so?"

"Yeah." Qian Ai nodded: "And it's delicious."

"Well, it's the essence after all." Asami said meaningfully.

"Sister Mami." Qian Ai complained with an awkward expression: "Your statement is disgusting."

"What's disgusting about that?"

Mami's expression suddenly turned serious, and she excused herself:

"Crab roe and sea urchins are similar things, aren't they? As for plants, there's cauliflower, and then there are all kinds of scented teas. Actually, they're all..."

"Stop, stop, stop! I get it, Sister Mami, please stop talking." Qian Ai was defeated.

Unfortunately, Mami's chatterbox has been completely opened, and she has to fill it with topics before it can be closed again.

"Hey—come to think of it, whether it's plant or animal, they're all delicious, so isn't human food also..."

"——Ms. Mami, this is really disgusting."

This time even Mirai nodded in agreement.

Only Rin and Kurokawa were not affected by the topic. They sat quietly in a corner of the dining table, eating with their heads down.

"Eh? That seems a bit disgusting."

Asami was completely unaware and instead directed the flames of war onto Masumi: "What do you think, Masumi-kun?"

"no idea."

"lie."

Asami refused to let Masumi go. It seemed that she was still upset about the spanking she had just received.

Her lips formed a smooth arc, a mischievous expression appeared on her face, and she said, "Boys must have thought about this kind of thing, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Rin and Kurokawa, who had not been participating in the conversation, also looked over.

The former's expression was impassive, revealing no attitude or intentions. The latter, of course, had an "I can do anything" expression, like a well-behaved and docile golden retriever. As for the side hidden beneath this exterior, like a venomous spider, that's another matter.

"I give up." Masumi sighed, "Let's end this topic here."

"What, what do you mean by admitting defeat?" Qian Ai opened her eyes wide: "Masumi-san, do you mean to admit it? Do you even think about such a thing?!"

"Ahem, let's stop here, Qianai."

Mami reminded gently, "There's a seventeen-year-old girl here."

Mirai's cheeks were now as red as a cooked octopus.

"You were the one who started this conversation, Mami-san!"

"Sorry, sorry, it's my fault. I just wanted to liven up the atmosphere."

"That's a joke, who would do something like that?"

Chiai blushed, her emerald eyes subconsciously glaring at Masumi.

The latter raised his hands innocently: I clearly didn't do anything.

After the lively atmosphere at the table cooled down a bit, Haiyue nodded slightly and murmured weakly:

"I understand... then..."

She turned to look at Masumi again.

"Masumi's... essence... let me eat it..."

"It's the essence of the sea bream... No! Shirako."

Masumi corrected her awkward statement and returned the fried tempura that had just been put on the plate.

"How does it taste?" Asami asked.

"What a strange... smell..."

Haiyue puffed her cheeks cutely like a hamster, chewed it carefully, and said, "It's very rich... but... it doesn't have any strange smell."

"Yeah, Rin'in handled it really well. There's no fishy smell at all." Asami praised.

"It's not difficult to prepare the ingredients. Just sprinkle some salt on them to remove the fishy smell, blanch them briefly in water, cut them into pieces, then coat them in flour and fry them until golden brown," Linyin explained.

“The key lies in the quality and freshness of the ingredients themselves.”

"Fresh...is it fishy?"

With her first experience in life, Haiyue had new problems.

"Don't look at me and ask, how would I know." Masumi shook his head.

The fresh fish party continued. Halfway through her meal, Mami took out some chilled lemon sparkling wine from the refrigerator and began to sip it happily.

"It's nice to do this sometimes." She suddenly sighed.

"What does this look like?"

"It's just that everyone gets together, like friends... no, that's not right." Mami curled her lips and said, "Like family."

"Family?" Qian Ai murmured the word again.

"What? Does Chi-chan hate being a family with me? I'm so sad."

She had a pitiful expression, reminiscent of a puppy abandoned on a rainy day.

"I didn't say that. I was just a little surprised that this topic suddenly came up."

"Great! I knew Xiao Qian'ai was the best!"

Mami drunkenly leaned towards the girl, who firmly kept her distance and said disdainfully, "Sister Mami, don't lean towards me when you're drunk." She was afraid that she would pull her over to "let it all out."

Rinone listened to Mami's words and seemed to be thinking about it.

At this moment, a voice from the distant future suddenly rang out.

"Everyone, look outside!" Weilai raised his finger.

"The rain has stopped."

"Oh~ Really? Is the typhoon over?"

I picked up my phone and the Meteorological Agency also sent me a text message saying that the typhoon warning had been lifted.

"Great! The typhoon is bringing disaster to the people of Kanto!"

Asami waved her hands.

"You deserve a beating for saying that." Masumi complained calmly.

"Don't worry, Masumi-kun. If the Kanto people come to kill me, you will definitely protect me, right?"

There are two people from Kanto in front of you.

"Now that the typhoon has passed, let's take a break and get ready to open."

Rinyin stood up and announced this while clearing the leftovers from the table.

"Eh? Isn't there a typhoon holiday today?" Asami looked dumbfounded.

"Working people don't get typhoon days off. It's only 3 o'clock now, so there should be customers coming after get off work."

"how come--"

Asami lazily rested her cheek against the table.

After cleaning the table with a few girls, Masumi walked out of the kitchen and was about to go out to turn over the sign that said "CLOSED".

When I walked to the door, I found Linyin already standing there, staring at the sky where the clouds and rain had just stopped in a trance.

He then gently pushed the door open.

The sudden rush of strong wind, the sound of rain flowing out of the drainpipe, and the sound of the swinging wind chimes, all these sounds intertwined, making Masumi unable to hear her whisper that sounded like a sigh.

"It wouldn't be bad to be a family forever..."

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