People Start Clocking in Tokyo

"Hey, it turns out that Asama-kun has practiced kendo. Really, it's a coincidence. Our family also operates a dojo and a knife shop. It is an old store with a heritage. If Asama-san wants to practice in the dojo, Or if you want to build your own knives, you can come to me directly.” Humiyachiyo looked at Asama-kun in surprise. He must be someone with a high talent in kendo to possess such exaggerated arm strength.

"Unexpectedly, I don't know which kendo genre Asama-san learned from. Will Asama-san be free tomorrow? Do you want to come to my dojo... let's go! "There are only two things left in this world that can excite Yachiyo, one is Miss Shiratō Kyoko, and the other is related to kendo or swords.

"Ahem, Ms. Yachiyo, that... now it seems inconvenient to say these." Too Yuzong Xiaotori interrupted the excited foreman with a little embarrassment. After all, there is still a threat to his life. Iwa Mahiru was present, and although Asama-kun was not afraid, he was really scared.

　　 "Ah, I'm sorry, when I talk about these things, I feel a little bit..." Koyachiyo who reacted was also a little embarrassed, and the old problem was committed again.

"Then, let me introduce to you, this is Iwa Masuru who also works here, but she suffers from severe male phobia. She may...be too scared and directly attack men. It doesn't matter to Asama-kun, but Kotori Yu-kun must be careful not to be killed by her." Koyachiyo explained to Kotori Yuzongta, after all, he is currently the only man in danger of life.

　　 "What? Don't be killed by her?" Yuzong Tori looked at the foreman blasting Yachiyo in horror.

"Yeah, Iwa Mahiru is really strong! It's just a bit weird. The store manager Mingming said before that, for fear of life accidents, I won't arrange you and Iwa Mahiru on the same day." Humyachiyo touched. Maki Iwa's hair looked strangely at the schedule at the door.

　　 "Hey? Is there a shift for Iwa today?" The store manager Shirafuji Kyoko couldn't find Yuyachiyo in front. Some hungry began to wander around, and finally saw a chaotic lounge, while Iwa Mahiro was hiding behind Yuyachiyo tremblingly.

　　 "Uh... You are wrong!" After checking the schedule, Kyoko Shiratō looked at several people around him innocently.

　　 "Hey, don't make a mistake about things that will hang people's lives." Tori Yuzong looked at the store manager Shiratuji Kyoko in disintegration.

"Uh, even if you say that..." Shirateng Kyoko looked at Yuzongta Kotori with some embarrassment. After all, this time it was also caused by her own mistakes, but the fault is not with me, because I am the store manager. , I didn't do anything in the first place, eh.

　　 "Iwa, you should almost get used to it, and it's been so long." Shiratori Kyoko looked at Iwa Mahiru who was hiding behind Koyachiyo, and directly passed the responsibility to her.

　　 "You made a mistake!" Little Bird Yuzong couldn't help but vomit, and the store manager, you are too much to throw the pot like this.

　　 "........." Aoba looked at Shiratuji Kyoko, really worthy of being the store manager.

　　 "But...Miss Kyoko, I really can't do such a thing." Iwa Mazuru looked at Shiratori Kyoko who was shirking responsibility with grievances and tears.

"What do you get with a man..... A man is really...too dangerous." Iwa Mazuru tremblingly glanced at the surrounding bird Yuzong Taihe shallow. Ma Aoba yelled and complained to Shiratō Kyoko about the man's crimes.

　　 "...It's too dangerous or something, don't you think it's not appropriate." Yuzong bird is too mentally disintegrated, is it possible that the dangerous party is actually himself?

　　 Isn’t it supposed to be you, Iwa Mahiru, who is still making a fist and ready to punch anytime?

　　 "That's true." Shiratuji Kyoko agreed.

　　 "........." Aoba looked at the store manager helplessly, is it appropriate for you to say this now.

　　 Kotori Yuzong patted the dust that was accidentally stained with fear just now, and looked at Iwa Mahiru a little puzzled.

"By the way, Miss Kyoko, how does she work in the store in a state like Miss Iwa? Whether it is in the back kitchen or the guests in the front hall, it is all a man, Miss Kyoko, if Miss Iwa hurts the customer with a punch , But the shop will be closed." Yuzong Xiaoniao really didn't understand it.

Since Yuzongta Kotori entered this restaurant to work, he has encountered many strange things. The foreman with a samurai sword, the shop manager who does nothing at all, Soma Hirochen who is lazy every day but nobody talks about it, and Tanjima Baiyang who is like a schoolboy. , And now there is actually another Iwa Mahiru who suffers from severe male phobia.

　　 For Yuzongta Kotori, who has participated in countless part-time jobs, he is really unimaginable how this shop opened.

"You...you are too rude, I have been working for a long time, and the work...all can be done smoothly." Iwa Majiro tremblingly leaned out from behind Hiyachiyo. , Retorted to Xiaoniao Youzong too harshly.

　　 "So, how on earth do you get along with the boys in the store?" Yuzong Tori looked at each other suspiciously.

"Just...just...try not to touch...after all, boys are so rude..." Iwa looked at With the appearance of Yuzong Tiao, tears were about to flow out. Although she knew it was her own problem, she really couldn't help it. Every time a boy appeared in front of her, her brain would go blank, and then her fist would be gone. Subconsciously hit the past, and even because of this, Iwa Mahiru paid out a lot of medical expenses. Fortunately, he has not killed anyone yet...

　　 "..........." Little bird Yuzongtai.

"Forget it, Little Bird You-Jun, since Miss Yibo is like this, I can’t help it. I’m fine in the back kitchen, but Little Bird You-Jun, you are in the front hall with her, so be careful, don’t Dead." Seeing the last Aoba knows that there is no solution to this matter at all, and in the end he will still accept that Yuzong is too accepting to stop it.

"..." Little bird Yuzong glanced at Asama-kun who patted his shoulder too much, and his heart was full of tears. Of course, brother, you are not afraid, after all, you have such a high force value. But I can't. If that punch is really hit head-on, I am really not sure whether I can survive it.

　　 "Okay, that's it, let's all go to work." Shiratō Kyoko clapped her hands and signaled that this is the way things are. Let's go to work as soon as the others in front are too busy.

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　　 "Sato-kun, pass me rosemary."

Aoba skillfully used a small spoon to pour the fat in the pot onto the steak over and over again. The surface of the whole beef exudes an attractive luster. Aoba cuts the garlic and the rosemary passed by Sato-kun. The incense is put in the pot, and the hot oil is soaked to make the aroma and the steak fully merge.

　　 Aoba will look at the surface of the steak. For him who has the skill [Cooking Skills], he can know the internal maturity just by observing the color of the surface of the steak. UU Reading www. When uukanshu.com felt that the heat was almost the same, Aoba directly picked up the spatula and gently placed the steak in the pot on the nearby plate to avoid damaging the burnt body on the surface of the steak, which would affect the taste of the steak after it was cut.

　　 Then add a little water, then fry the starch and black pepper into the pot until the soup appears in the pot, and Aoba slightly dip a small spoon to taste it.

"Well, it's okay." Aoba looked at the caramel-colored black pepper juice with satisfaction, and poured it onto the self-cooked steak, wiped off the dripping oil on the side of the plate with a paper towel, and added it. After some decorations made with green vegetables...

"Well, the black pepper fillet is complete, Sato-kun, let someone serve it." Aoba looked at the dish she had just made with great satisfaction. The color and fragrance were good, and she suppressed that skill. It was perfect. .

　　 Feeling the air is too quiet, Aoba turned around suspiciously...

　　 "Sato-kun, what is this...what's wrong with you?" Aoba, who turned around, saw the pair of wide-eyed glasses behind him.

"Hey! Asama-kun, you are so amazing. Every time I watch you cook, it is as beautiful as a performance, and the dishes made are incompetent in terms of smell and color. Picky." Sato Jun looked at the faintly shiny black pepper feili in front of him and exclaimed.

　　 Sato Jun looked at the dish in front of him, and every cell in his mind sent a strong signal that he wanted to eat it. He shook his head. This was the order from the customer in front.

However, is this really a level that can be reached at Asama-kun’s age? Sato Jun, who did not understand, finally just sighed and slowly picked up the artwork and looked around. People still onlookers.