They all have hidden attributes!

"No."

Uesugi Maya's lips curled into a cruel sneer as she turned to him with an indifferent gaze: "I suggest you face reality, and besides, Kashima is very loyal to Ritsumi."

"Absolutely impossible."

"Scumbag."

"Say it whatever you want."

"Come on a date with me today."

"Huh? My girlfriend—"

Just then, the waitress brought over fried chicken and grilled seafood, placing them in front of the two with a "thump," interrupting Takahashi Makoto's speech.

"Sorry for the wait, we recommend pairing the fried chicken with our special lemon juice~"

The aroma of oil fills the nostrils, and the golden-brown fried chicken looks crispy and delicious. Paired with the sour taste of lemon juice, it whets the appetite.

Maya Uesugi picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of fried chicken, and put it in her mouth to taste.

"I said, my girlfriend..."

Just as Takahashi Makoto was about to speak, she impatiently interrupted him with a slightly forceful tone: "If you want to eat this kind of fried chicken at home in the future, then shut up."

"Yes." Takahashi Makoto had no choice but to give in.

Maya Uesugi swallowed the chicken in her mouth, dipped her chopsticks in lemon juice, and tasted it on the tip of her tongue: "Lemon juice base, with rice vinegar and chili, and yellow mustard."

"God's Tongue?"

Makoto Takahashi's eyes widened as he willingly became a prisoner of Hell Girl's cuisine.

Chapter 120 When it comes to girlfriends, they know when to stop.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. Chiba ramen and Takeoka ramen, and a small bowl of rice. Please serve from this side."

Before Makoto Takahashi lay Takeoka Ramen, a simple soy sauce broth filled with a generous amount of well-simmered char siu pork, and diced onions piled high on top of thin noodles coated in broth, exuding an irresistible aroma.

Pick up your chopsticks, lift up the char siu pork that has soaked up the broth, and put it in your mouth. The rich, non-greasy aroma coats your tongue, bringing you a sense of pleasure.

He turned to look at his side. Uesugi Maya hadn't picked up her chopsticks yet. She raised her hands and deftly tied her long black hair into a simple yet inexplicably beautiful high ponytail.

"How does it taste?" she asked softly.

"It's delicious, but compared to your cooking, it's not as enjoyable."

"What kind of talk is that?"

“What’s on my mind.” Makoto Takahashi then picked up a noodle and slurped it into his mouth, chewing slowly as he pondered the differences between it and the Hell Girl’s cooking.

The restaurant in the luxury hotel with its view was hard to say was bad, and the seasoning was impeccably refined, but it couldn't ignite his greed.

Sitting beside her, Maya Uesugi finally picked up her spoon, took a slow sip of the soup, and savored it carefully.

Seeing her thoughtful expression, Takahashi Makoto asked curiously, "Do you really have a divine tongue?"

What is the Tongue of God?

Uesugi Maya cast a questioning look at him with little interest. He explained, "It's a superpower in the manga that allows you to taste the quality, freshness, preparation method, and origin of ingredients."

"Are you an idiot? You said it yourself, it's a comic book."

Maya Uesugi sighed with a headache, picked up her chopsticks, and ate her noodles in small bites: "As for the place of origin, Chiba ramen will of course use Chiba-produced specialty soy sauce. Identifying the ingredients and quality used in the dish does not require superpowers."

"I see."

"However, the person who taught me to cook was able to distinguish the origin of the salt."

"Hmm?" Takahashi Makoto became interested.

Of course, I'm not interested in "superpowers" or "the origin of salt".

May I ask about "the person who taught Uesugi Maya how to cook"?

—As Maya Uesugi once said, she had been working in the kitchen since elementary school, and those things about the Uesugi family might evoke unpleasant memories for her.

The restaurant suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Maya Uesugi slowly raised her face, her caramel-colored eyes staring straight at Makoto Takahashi, a mixture of admiration and helplessness welling up within her: "It's alright, as long as you write it down, the pain will pass."

"Who taught you to cook?" Makoto Takahashi asked honestly.

"The Uesugi family's maid, Aunt Shizuko, comes to help with cooking and cleaning at noon, but she goes back home when it's time. I spend the rest of the time alone."

"so."

"That person's cooking has a taste of happiness, but unfortunately she went back to her hometown when I graduated from elementary school."

"This is it."

Makoto Takahashi suddenly raised his voice, earning a disgusted look from Maya Uesugi.

"Don't be so easily startled. Can't you be as calm and collected as me?" she asked coldly.

"Compared to your food, the hotel's cuisine lacks a flavor that brings happiness."

Makoto Takahashi spoke with certainty, turning to Maya Uesugi with an admiring gaze. She merely gave a cold "heh" and silently lowered her head to eat her ramen in small bites.

Can someone like me really make "the taste of happiness"?

Uesugi Maya frowned in annoyance, and seeing that she was ignoring him, Takahashi Makoto continued to ask:

So you eat breakfast and dinner alone?

“Breakfast is usually bread or something, and dinner is served. Sometimes my father comes home for dinner, but we don’t really talk,” Uesugi Maya replied awkwardly.

"Isn't this great? In the past, I was happy just to be able to have a meal in peace."

As Makoto Takahashi finished his food, he said casually, "Even if we have nothing to say, as long as it's quiet and no one throws chopsticks or smashes bowls, I don't ask for much."

Maya Uesugi paused for a moment with her chopsticks, nodded slightly, and continued to eat her noodles in small bites.

She poured the rice from the small bowl into the remaining broth until the tips of her chopsticks touched the bottom of the bowl.

So, is ramen served with rice similar to rice soup? I thought it was served as a side dish.

Makoto Takahashi picked up his cup, swallowed a mouthful of water, and gazed at the sea outside the window, leisurely immersing himself in a pleasant breakfast.

After breakfast, the two went to the hotel gym together. After doing stretching exercises, Uesugi Maya stepped onto the treadmill to start her morning workout.

Makoto Takahashi set the anaerobic equipment to its maximum weight, but he still found it effortless to use and didn't get any training benefits, so he quickly lost interest.

The two stayed in the gym until Tachimi Yuki appeared.

As the sun rose above the sea, its rays slanted in through the gym windows, casting shadows on the various equipment. Yuki pushed open the glass door, her beautiful legs, encased in white stockings, swaying gracefully as she stepped through the shards of light.

Wearing a blue and white dress with a gorgeous bow ribbon tied at the waist, she accentuated her slender waist and full bust, her elegant and smooth figure making her irresistibly attractive.

"Greetings, Your Excellency."

She naturally revealed a gentle smile, her pure and lovely face as delicate and beautiful as a slowly blooming flower.

"Good morning."

Makoto Takahashi got off the leg press equipment, revealing his arms, which were muscular and well-defined.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" he asked casually.

Yuki's gaze swept over the counterweight markings, and she was slightly surprised: "Not yet? I missed you so much when I woke up this morning, so I rushed over here."

"The restaurants here are nice, I'll go with you."

Takahashi Makoto wanted to find a reason to retreat with Tachimi Yuki, but Uesugi Maya didn't give him the chance.

She slowed down the treadmill, switching from jogging to brisk walking, and said with a sneer, "Don't forget my cream puffs, and also, your date invitation, I accepted."

A date invitation?

Tachibana Yuki narrowed her beautiful, deep blue eyes, scrutinizing the two of them with a meaningful gaze. The corners of her mouth curled up in a dangerous arc: "Hey~ Makoto-kun, did you invite Saya on a date? Really?"

Feeling the immense pressure, Makoto Takahashi turned to look at Maya Uesugi's retreating figure and explained, "I already said it's not a date, I just wanted to stroll around Chiba with everyone. Didn't you say you weren't interested yesterday?"

“Everyone, including Kashima Reiko, right?” Uesugi Maya gazed at the sea directly in front of her, drawing out her words with a knowing, playful tone.

Faced with her increasing pressure, Makoto Takahashi's lips twitched slightly.

"What? Is Xiaoye ostracizing Lengzi?"

Yuki stepped forward, smiling as she glared at Maya Uesugi with a murderous look.

The young lady was unaware that Uesugi Maya and Kashima Reiko had become friends, and instinctively began to protect her friend.

This shows that in Tatsumi Yuki's eyes, Uesugi Maya, his foolish younger sister, had such a terrible personality.

Takahashi Makoto was about to step between the two, but Uesugi Maya took a step back, suppressing her icy aura and adopting her usual aloof attitude:

"The cat house is coming later. I need to talk to you. Go to the coffee shop downstairs and wait for me. Don't forget the cream puffs."

She knew that Makoto Takahashi disliked conflict, and this small matter wouldn't warrant a prolonged standoff and stalemate with Yuki Tachimi.

To ease the tense atmosphere, Makoto Takahashi walked up to Yuki Tachimi, placed his hands on her shoulders, and asked in a gentle tone:

"How about having breakfast at the coffee shop downstairs? Most coffee shops seem to offer black tea these days."

"Chengjun, do you have any leverage over Xiaoye?"

Tachibana Yuki tilted her head, looking at him with a troubled expression, as if she were having a headache: "This won't do. As your girlfriend, I should protect you properly."

"It's not exactly a weakness, but for now, it's a secret between the two of us."

Makoto Takahashi leaned down and gently kissed her cheek, comforting her, "I'll tell you after school starts. Let's go downstairs now."

He didn't intend to hide the matter from Kashima Reiko, but he needed time to make full psychological preparations and contingency plans, as well as to formally confirm Kashima Reiko's thoughts.

Naturally, Yuki is unhappy that her boyfriend shares a secret with another woman.

She pressed down the corners of her mouth, staring straight at Takahashi Makoto with an unhappy look, wanting an explanation right now.

From now on, I must always carry chocolate with me so I can take it out to make the young lady happy whenever needed.

Makoto Takahashi, half-pushing and half-forcing, made Yuki Tachimi turn around to face the glass door of the gym, coaxing her as he said:

“I never intended to hide it from you, and Hina used to be my only friend. She came all the way to Chiba today, so I can’t go back on my word.”

"You have a point. Honestly, I can't do anything with you." Tachimi Yuki finally relented.