Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

"Don't talk nonsense, Yuya is not fat at all. Even in the water polo club, you are one of the slim ones."

"How about this, Yuya made the dinner just now, so I'll show you my cooking skills. Don't be fooled by my appearance, I actually have one or two specialties."

"I remember when I took the ingredients out of the refrigerator just now, there was pork in it, right? Why don't I make a simple dish..."

"No, that won't work. Pork belly is too high in fat and calories."

Although there was a hint of joking in Yua Kurizono's tone, one could also sense her clear rejection.

"Good fats can also be converted into nutrients, and to a certain extent they can be digested by the basal metabolic rate."

"The problem is not there. The accumulated negligence will show up in the weight."

"I rarely take the initiative to cook for women, Yuya, do you really not want to?"

"Eh? Then I'll leave it to Sosuke!"

Are there few women who can eat the food he cooks himself?

This temptation alone is enough to make Yua Kurizono put her weight anxiety behind her temporarily.

Yincheng put on some clothes and went to the kitchen, where he took out the pork he had prepared as a midnight snack from the refrigerator.

The "White Golden Pork" logo is printed on the package, and the well-defined layers of pork belly make people drool just by looking at them.

As Yua Kurizono said, these ingredients are limited edition high-quality products in the supermarket.

Very good, in order not to waste such great ingredients, Yincheng decided to use his best skills to cook it.

First, he used a kitchen knife to cut the white pork into thin slices of five centimeters wide and blanched them in boiling water.

This will remove excess fat, giving the pork belly a clean taste.

Next, pour the sesame oil from the spice rack into the pot, and squeeze the tube-shaped garlic and ginger paste into the pot to sauté until fragrant.

Throw in the chopped green onion and stir-fry until soft. Then add the blanched pork slices. Shake the pan while stir-frying and mixing all the ingredients.

Ginjō turned his head and peeked calmly, and found that Kurizono Yua was kneeling on the futon at the door in a proper posture, observing him while he was cooking.

It's like a wild cat attracted by a cat toy, struggling between vigilance and desire.

Humans are truly unable to resist the power of meat and spices.

It was almost time to finish, and Ginjo poured a special sauce made from soy sauce, mirin, rice wine, and Chinese seasonings into the sea of ​​meat.

Sizzle, sizzle, accompanied by the sound of the pot, the appetizing aroma filled the kitchen.

Ginjō secretly looked back again. This time, the distance between him and Kurizono Yua was about fifty centimeters closer than before.

Now the side dishes are ready, and the next step is to prepare white rice, which is the perfect partner for meat dishes.

It's too late to cook now, but luckily there is boxed instant rice in the refrigerator.

Ginjo poured the heated rice into the bowls they gave each other as gifts, not forgetting to spread some nori on top.

Finally, use a large spoon to pour the fried meat from the pan over the rice, and then add two slices of yellow pickled radish to cleanse the mouth.

"Energy pork rice bowl, done."

After Ginjō prepared his chopsticks, he turned around and saw Kurizono Yua hurriedly returning to her original position.

"Come on, eat it while it's hot."

He brought the steaming rice bowl to the table in the restaurant.

Yua Kurizono raised her head, bit her lips hard, and looked at Ginjō with a very conflicted look.

“Isn’t pork rice too luxurious as a midnight snack? And the amount of meat is really exaggerated...”

Guluulu——

Although she said this, the glutton in Yua Kurizono's stomach revealed its true nature and chirped even louder.

She pressed her abdomen hard as if she had been electrocuted, seeming to make a final struggle.

Seeing her wanting to eat but afraid of getting fat, her hesitant yet cute expression, the little devil in Ginjo's heart suddenly showed up.

"Look, look, this is a rice bowl made with premium pork. It's just cooked and smells delicious."

"endure..."

"There's still a lot of meat in the pot. You can have a few more bowls~"

“Be patient, be patient…”

“There’s also mayonnaise and bean paste for a different flavor~”

"endure!"

Ginjo gradually began to admire her sincerely. Although she was a twenty-year-old girl with a strong appetite, she desperately resisted pork, white rice, and rice bowls.

Women are really determined to control their weight. Ginjō couldn't imagine how painful it would be to have a common human pleasure like "eating" sealed away.

"In this case, I have no choice but to use my trump card."

Ginjō raised the incarnation of white life that was originally hidden in his right hand.

"that is..."

Yua Kurizono couldn't help but widen her eyes.

The object, which is about five centimeters in diameter, is not very powerful when it exists alone, but when combined with other dishes, its power can be expanded dozens or even hundreds of times.

The true appearance of the object is - an egg.

Ginjo used chopsticks to gently press a dent in the center of the rice bowl, then tapped the eggshell on the corner of the table until it cracked, and then inserted his thumbs into the cracks.

At this moment, a force came from the left, stopping his movement.

Yua Kurizono grabbed his hand and her eyes seemed a little wet.

I'm sorry, Yua.

Ginjo moved the egg to his right hand and held the eggshell in a forkball grip.

"No, except for this matter..."

He spread his thumb, index and middle fingers outward, and a yellow demon descended from the eggshell.

thump.

At this moment, Yua Kurizono's defenses were broken.

"Wow!!"

She grabbed the bowl that Ginjo had given her with her left hand, and then used her chopsticks to attack the pork rice bowl with great force.

The look of him staring at the slices of meat and rice picked up by his chopsticks can't help but remind me of the scene of reuniting with long-lost family members.

"Ah...ah ah..."

Finally, the pork rice was sucked into the open little mouth.

She closed her upper and lower lips together and began to chew.

She tasted it quietly, as if confirming or recalling something.

Rich oil that adds a sheer shine to pale peach lips.

The moment she swallowed the food.

“Aaaaah…I…I can’t take it anymore…”

Yua Kurizono's voice was almost as good as that of Dongpo pork, and it was like melting.

Both her movements and expressions were completely different from just now.

The speed of eating rice suddenly increased, and the meat slices and rice, sticky with egg yolk and sauce, rushed into the mouth.

“The refreshing and rich pork belly is coated with smooth egg liquid, which is easier to swallow with rice.”

"Then the stimulating feeling of garlic and the refreshing feeling of ginger will follow, and the more you eat, the more appetite you will have..."

Yua Kurizono opened her eyes wide and became eloquent, expressing her thoughts with a professionalism that was no less than that of a food reporter.

Could it be that Ginjo released some incredible monster?

"The crispy scallions and the flavor of sesame oil give off a refreshing aroma every time you chew it."

“The seaweed on top of the rice also makes its presence felt, and all the ingredients stand out and are in harmony.”

“The yellow of the egg, the brown of the pork, and the white of the rice create a color combination that looks like the aurora.”

"Ah, I didn't expect to be able to observe the celestial phenomena from within a rice bowl..."

"..."

"The other flavor of the bean paste is also great, which just right balances the smooth taste and makes you want to keep eating."

"Oh, my stomach won't be able to handle this. Let's add some mayonnaise to restore the smoothness."

Ginjō should have made sure that the alcohol in the rice wine evaporated while cooking, but the Kurizono Yua in front of him became intoxicated as if he had drunk alcohol.

"Hehe, of course I didn't forget the pickled radish. I saved it for halftime on purpose. Hmm, the sound ringing deep in my ears is so pleasant."

“The sweetness and saltiness are just right, allowing people to focus on the taste of the radish.”

There was so much meat and rice on her two chopsticks that they were about to fall out. Yua Kurizono opened her mouth wide and put Ginjo's special energy pork rice bowl into her mouth one after another.

This scene made Yincheng discover a new talent in her, which he would definitely develop more in the future.

"one more bowl!"

Having just revealed everything about herself in front of Ginjō, Yua Kurizono now seems to be in a completely different state.

The nervousness and shyness were completely replaced by excitement and joy, and she just wanted to be her true self in front of Ginjo without reservation.

Yua Kurizono handed over the empty bowl. She didn't seem to notice that there were still rice grains on the corners of her mouth. She was only concerned with asking Ginjo for a second bowl of pork rice.

Although she was a beautiful girl who valued her weight and appearance, she now looked at Ginjō with the innocent eyes of a child.

"Very good, eat more, Yuya, another bowl."

"Thank you for your hard work, Sosuke~"

Yua Kurizono held the container solemnly with both hands as if she had received a treasure, and her appearance was also like a fan reaching out to her idol at a handshake event.

She was so focused on the rice bowl that she almost forgot about Ginjō's existence.