Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

After a while, I finally remembered.

"Oh, by the way... I was clearly asking, "Is it okay for you not to help the class?" Why did you suddenly start talking about the second year of Genwa?"

In response to the puzzled Arisa Togan, Cong Yu's explanation was simple: "It's always the maid restaurant every year, there's nothing much to help with..."

"You can see a lot of shops like this on Red Heart Commercial Street. I can only say that there are enough shops to appreciate."

Speaking so casually, Cong Yu complained about last year's maid restaurant: "Also, a large portion of the food on the menu is actually all omelette rice with different blessings, and it tastes terrible."

"..."

Alyssa Yuan'an could almost understand Cong Yu's thoughts.

However, it seems to be true that students prefer their own club's activities and booths rather than participating in the school festival activities of their class.

At least they all have their own characteristics.

For example, clubs like the Exploration Club will build a haunted house, and the Performance Club will perform stage plays.

Music clubs will have live performances or concerts.

Sports and competition clubs, the kind that are interesting and not boring (excluding track and field clubs), will have exhibition matches.

An exhibition of games developed by the gaming community.

Even if guests who come to participate in the cultural festival want to eat something, they will not choose the omelette rice in the classroom, but will come to food clubs such as the food club.

"So, Togishi-senpai, how was your cultural festival last year?"

In response to Yaochuan Guang's curious question while playing with dough with scissors, Yuangan Alyssa wanted to ask Yaochuan Guang to stop playing.

This will be baked later.

But she was attracted by Yao Chuanguang's question first, and she looked away awkwardly: "We didn't get the school's booth."

Having said that, Yuan'an Alyssa began to explain: "The number of club booths in each section is limited, and there are only so many for food clubs."

"We didn't get the application, but we don't need to worry about it. It's fun enough just to visit various stalls with my brother."

Arisa Tougi said this, and then asked Guang Yaochuan: "Will your relatives and friends come to the school festival? Bring Xiao Cui with you?"

Without parents, Yaochuan Guang thought that he would only have two relatives and friends, Xiaolan and Xiaocui: "Well, she and another friend... Why do we have to apply for a booth at the school festival?"

In response, Arisa Tougi helplessly spread her hands and responded: "Because the competition among the food clubs at Fuuto High School is too fierce."

Ah, this is cruel competition?

As long as Yao Chuan thought about it, it was hard to imagine that such a thing actually existed in Fengdu... The big companies in Fengdu didn't even have a last-in-first-out system.

This shows how idle people are in Fengdu.

"What about this year?"

In response to Yao Chuanguang's words, Yuan'an Alyssa shook her head helplessly: "There are so few people in our food club, maybe it won't be her turn?"

Although she said so, there was no reluctance on her face: "Last year, let me think..."

As she recalled this, Arisa Togishi picked up the baking tray in her hand and prepared to grease the bread: "It seems that the clubs in the membership restaurant club grabbed the quota... and the food they made looks like..."

"..."

As she said this, Far Shore Alyssa's expression turned a little ugly, and she didn't want to recall it anymore: "Anyway, it's traditional Indian food served in a small stall."

Yao Chuanguang herself has no aversion to Indian cuisine, or rather, her impression of Indian cuisine is that it has been improved through localization.

So I don’t understand what Senior Yuan’an is talking about.

"You'll know when you see it."

Alyssa Yuan'an said this and looked at the small dough in her hand without much concern... This was the bread she was going to bake.

I had expected to bake it into a flaky bread like a croissant, but the dough is round... huh?

Alyssa Yuangan was shocked.

Since she was eating it herself, Arisa Tougi didn't make any shapes except stuffing it with red bean paste, but...

At this moment, the dough in front of her.

"so cute."

Amazed, Arisa Togan looked at the small dough balls neatly arranged on the tray... There were puppies, chicks, ducklings, and even rabbits.

Each one is very three-dimensional and lifelike.

Yao Chuanguang, who was holding the scissors, smiled and rubbed her nose with her hand: "Hey, how about it... Pretty, right?"

Although the taste won’t change.

Alyssa Yuangan thought about it for a moment, and she blinked: "In this way, maybe I can get a spot in the booth with my good-looking works!"

Last year [Membership Restaurant Club], because the strange paste dishes were really ugly, even though the taste was said to be good... classic Marsala flavor.

So it still receives negative reviews.

Yaochuan Guang suddenly became excited. It was obvious that she still wanted to participate in the school festival: "Huh? Is that so? That's great!"

However, success is not guaranteed.

Arisa Yuangan did not say this.

"..."

Cong Yu supported his chin and watched Yao Chuanguang and Yuan'an Alyssa baking bread together. He didn't say much.

I don't think there is any need for me to intervene.

"..."

"..."

But the next day, the name of the food club appeared on the list of the school festival, and the location of the stall was also quite good.

Yao Chuanguang: “Great!”

Alyssa Far Shore: “Great!”

Cong Yu: (∠?ω<)⌒★

Chapter 241 Cong Yu Refuses to Wear Maid Costume

“Rehearse, rehearse!”

"Ahem...Dog Xiujinsa~"

“Hahahahahaha…”

"..."

Listening to the noise around her and classmates waving their maid outfits, Cong Yu fiddled with her phone with an indifferent expression.

The joys and sorrows of people are not connected.

Cong Yu just thought they were noisy.

Especially when Minato Namikaze was pulled into a maid outfit, the noise became even more serious.

But no matter what they do, as long as they don't disturb him and don't involve Cong Yu himself, Cong Yu won't blame them for anything.

When he was thinking about this, Yao Chuanguang beside him came over, looked at him expectantly, and said, "Cong Yujiang, aren't you going to wear it?"

In response to this, Cong Yu, who was flipping through her phone, paused for a moment.

"No, that's not necessary."

Cong Yu said this and took a deep breath as he looked at the male and female students who were playing and fighting in maid costumes.

Are you kidding? Who wants to wear a maid outfit?

"I believe everyone in the class... you should focus more on the club booth later."

Cong Yu said simply, then glanced at Yao Chuanguang, realizing that she was not ready to give up, his eyes fixed: "Toast!"

Yao Chuanguang: “Eh?”

While Yao Chuanguang was confused, Cong Yu reached out and held her face: "Toast, toast, toast, toast..."

After repeating it many times, Yao Chuanguang's eyes began to wander.

Yes, Cong Yu has already mastered the correct way to use Yaochuan Light, which is——

As long as he keeps chattering and mumbling in her ear, Yao Chuanguang will be led astray.

It works like a hypnosis (fog).

"Yes, I will also go see if I can borrow an oven from other clubs, such as the membership-only restaurant Cuisine Research and Development Club or the Western Pastry Club."

Yao Chuanguang said this, stood up, and prepared to rush to the club activity room: "I hope they are willing to lend it."

Indeed, the Gourmet Club has already decided to set up a stall to sell animal bread at the school festival.

And because Fuuto High School was open that day, there were many customers... The food-related club stalls also had good sales.

Even last year's membership-based restaurant club had that peculiar appearance of dishes and the classic [hand-mixing] cooking style.

Sales aren't bad at all.

So, judging by common sense, one oven is naturally not enough... and there is only one oven in the food club.

There is certainly no problem in developing some dishes on a regular basis, but if you want to sell them in bulk, it is obviously not enough.

So either borrow or buy.

In fact, Yuan'an Alyssa could also use her Yuan'an family's wealthy background to easily buy a bunch of ovens.

But it’s a good thing to be able to borrow it…

No one’s money comes from the strong wind.

Yao Chuan was just thinking this when he saw a hundred-dollar bill flying in the wind and landing on Cong Yu's face.

Yao Chuanguang: “???”

"Oh, Lucky! The wind is also bringing me good luck today!"

Cong Yu smiled and sighed, stuffed the money into his pocket, and waved his finger towards the sky: "Thank you, the wind of Fengdu."

Yao Chuanguang: “!!!”

Yao Chuanguang was slightly shocked, and once again felt that... Cong Yujiang and the city of Fengdu were really a perfect match.

In fact, the wind goes well with everything...

Except tears.

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“Ahhhhh! Aaaaaaaahhh!!”

"I didn't apply for it! Damn it!"

At this moment, there was a wailing sound in the membership restaurant club. One of the members had a sad face holding a lump of...curry.

"Our food is so fresh and delicious! What kind of unknown club is the Food Club?"

"Barley tea! Barley tea!!"

"Hey! Were you peeking at me when I was changing into my chef uniform?"

"Is there... any need to peek (guilty conscience)?"

"..."

In the club activity classroom of the membership restaurant Cuisine Research and Development Club, everyone was sad because they failed to apply for a booth at the school festival.

However, logically speaking, they participated last year, and their application priority was indeed relatively low...

However, there are also many clubs that have successfully applied for two consecutive years.

So, how come a [Food Club] with only two people can apply successfully?

There is definitely something fishy going on!

"Dong Dong Dong~"

At this moment, there was a knock on the club's classroom door. Everyone looked towards the door, and then heard a girl's voice coming from outside the door -