My daily anime romance in Tokyo

Many girls in the class can cook, and Kato Megumi is one of the best among them, but it is precisely because of this that she can see how good Aragaki is.

The heat, timing, and amount of ingredients, if these factors are slightly changed, the taste of the dish will change.

However, Aragaki Jun uses seven or eight pots to cook, and each time he cooks, it seems as if he has copied the dishes accurately and smoothly.

After adding water to the curry, the rice that Aragaki Jun had soaked in advance was almost ready, so he pressed the cooking buttons on the rice cooker one by one.

After doing all this, Aragaki Jun moved a stool and sat next to the steaming stove. Just by looking at the amount of heat, he knew which pot needed to be stirred.

The most troublesome process has been completed, and all that remains is to wait. All the students in Class F of the first grade are looking at the pot, and not even one is playing with his cell phone.

The cooking teacher watched the whole process and was most impressed and curious about Aragaki Jun's cooking skills:

"Aragaki-san, who did you learn cooking from?"

"I like to cook, so I often read cooking books and watch videos online."

Aragaki Jun thought about it and felt that this reason was not enough, so he added one last one:

"I think if you really want to make a delicious meal, the most important thing is who you are cooking for and whether you want to see her smiling face."

"Yeah... it's the care that matters most."

The cooking teacher didn't completely believe what Aragaki Jun said, but this explanation was enough.

In just those few dozen minutes, she learned a lot. It is not something a teacher should do to delve into other people's secrets.

"almost."

Aragaki Jun glanced at the clock on the wall, walked to the edge of the classroom, and turned the rice cooker to keep warm mode.

Then, Jun Aragaki directed the students of the first-year class F, and each of them lined up with a plate in hand.

No one objected to Aragaki Jun's request. Everyone lined up neatly and even remained silent.

Aragaki Jun picked up the rice shovel and started serving rice to men and women. He did not ask about the amount of rice individually, but only ordered two amounts.

After the rice was cooked, Brigadier General Aragaki turned off the stove and poured curry on everyone's rice.

Don’t underestimate the amount of curry in each plate, because it determines how much soup the rice absorbs, which can affect the taste and softness.

Aragaki Jun's hands did not tremble at all, and each spoonful was so precise that it had to be measured with laboratory equipment to distinguish the slight difference in weight.

At this time, lunch break was approaching and most of the students were hungry. They had been intrigued by the aroma of curry for a long time and could not wait any longer.

"Hmm... delicious!"

"Delicious! So amazing!"

“This is the best curry I have ever had!”

No matter what you think of Aragaki Jun, everyone will sigh in admiration after eating the food he cooks.

Although they are just the most common ingredients, the food made from them is comparable to that of a five-star restaurant.

No, it might be even stronger than that!

"..."

The cooking teacher took a tentative bite and couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression on his face.

If she hadn't watched Aragaki Jun cooking, she would even suspect that he had added something bad.

"Can this... really be done using normal techniques?"

The cooking teacher watched the whole process. No matter how confused and amazed she was, in the end, she would only think that Aragaki was really amazing.

"I made a lot more, you can add more if it's not enough."

Aragaki Jun and Miura Yumiko sat together. He just nodded in response to his classmates' praise, and there was no expression of pride on his face.

On the contrary, it was Yumiko Miura who puffed out her chest like a proud little hen.

She ate the curry that Aragaki Jun had specially added extra beef to, and the smile on her face never faded.

"Aragaki-kun, you are amazing~"

"No matter how powerful I am, I am still your boyfriend."

Aragaki Jun touched the girl's head, took a spoon and started eating.

Aragaki Jun vaguely felt that Miura Yumiko's proposal of the so-called Chinese restaurant at this time was not for the school festival.

Perhaps, she wanted to use this opportunity to change the relationship between Aragaki Jun and his classmates.

We are only in the first year of high school, so we still have a long time to spend together. Even if we are re-divided into classes in the second year of high school, there will always be classmates who can be reunited.

At that time, their good impression of Aragaki Jun will easily influence unfamiliar classmates, thus completely changing Aragaki Jun's situation.

With Yumiko Miura's brain like a golden paramecium, it was really hard for her to come up with this idea.

Although Aragaki Jun doesn't care about others, he can only be touched and happy when his girlfriend cares about him so much.

Xinyuan Jun knew that he was a good cook, so he deliberately gave each student more food.

However, there are still a few people who have unusual appetites and can still eat at this time.

Xinyuan Jun could have just sat there and done nothing, but he chose to stand up and serve another portion to those who wanted more rice.

Miura Yumiko's method did work, and at this time their attitude towards Aragaki Jun had changed.

To put it bluntly, Aragaki Jun is alone in the class and does not unite with his classmates.

He never bullied others nor collected protection money. His classmates might be afraid of him, but few of them really hated him.

A man should be grateful for the favors he receives.

The students in the first-year class F ate the meal prepared by Aragaki Jun, and many of them wanted to ease the relationship.

More importantly, you’ll have the chance to eat it again!

No matter how good a restaurant they went to or how famous a dish they ate, the simple curry made by Jun Aragaki completely crushed them all.

Aragaki Jun had deliberately made a lot more, but in the end, both the curry and the rice were eaten up.

Even Aragaki Jun wasn't full yet.

However, this was not a big deal. When the lunch bell rang, the students in Class F of the first grade had already eaten their fill.

At the instigation of the cooking teacher, the students applauded loudly and thanked Aragaki Jun loudly.

I don't know who it was, but someone suddenly mentioned the Chinese restaurant. The students in the class immediately changed their focus and directly decided on the school festival activities.

Everyone is looking forward to seeing how much money their class can make if it opens its doors to the public, given Aragaki Jun's cooking skills.

All the money earned by the class during the school festival will be used as class fees, but in fact it is spent by the students themselves.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Aragaki Jun with eager eyes.

"Aragaki-kun, everyone is looking forward to your performance!"

"I may not be able to watch over it all the time, so let's make it a box lunch model."

Since Aragaki Jun has taken on the task, he will definitely not get away with it.

He might also have to take charge of the service department, so he would have to take easier on the class side.

Chapter 226 The Second Entry

During lunch break, the students of Class F of the first grade left the cooking room and returned to the classroom with full stomachs.

Because Aragaki Jun was not full, he returned to his seat and asked for Miura Yumiko's lunch box.

Miura Yumiko was in a good mood and gave Yuigahama Yui money and asked her to help buy drinks.

Then, the girl lay on the table, looked sideways at Aragaki Jun, with a smile on her face.

"Sneak peek at me while I was eating. Are you secretly in love with me?"

"No, I don't have a crush on you~"

Miura Yumiko paused for a moment, without making any sound, and just mouthed:

"I am Minglian."

Two people who have already acknowledged their relationship no longer need to be shy about whether they like each other or not; everything is above board.

After finishing his meal, Aragaki Jun returned the lunch box to Miura Yumiko. Yuigahama Yui came back at this time and placed orange juice on his table.

"Wow, it's a wonderful life."

Aragaki Jun leaned against the chair and leaned back a little. The front two legs of the chair left the ground, leaving only the back two legs for support.

Then he lifted his feet, completely suspended in the air like an acrobat, and rocked like he was in a rocking chair.

"..."

Miura Yumiko saw that he was about to fall backwards at any time and reached out to support him, but Aragaki Jun did not fall.

"Yumiko, what do you think? I'm awesome, right~"

"Okay, stop trying to show off. I'll throw you down again."

Yumiko Miura used to be self-centered, but after she got a boyfriend, she became very caring.

Aragaki Jun stopped swaying, put the chair back to its original position, and lay on the table, looking at the girl next to him.

The sunshine at noon was very bright and warm on the body. Aragaki Jun closed his eyes unconsciously and fell asleep again.

"Like a pig..."

Yumiko Miura was not sleepy. She got up and closed the window next to Jun Aragaki to prevent him from catching a cold.

Without Aragaki Jun to chat with her, Miura Yumiko felt a little bored. She took out the English lessons for the afternoon and began to preview the content she was going to learn.

When the afternoon class bell rang, Aragaki Jun just moved his head, and the loud noise did not wake him up.

However, when Nangong Nayue walked into the classroom, Miura Yumiko bent over and strangled him to wake him up.

"grateful."

Aragaki Jun made a gesture to Miura Yumiko, then transformed into a good student and began to listen to the class attentively.

At the podium, Nangong Nayue spoke slowly and her deep blue eyes occasionally swept over Aragaki Jun, but she did not ask him to stand up and answer questions.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Aragaki Jun let out a long sigh and instantly became lazy.