Fairy Tale Chronicles
Lesson 20
"Apron, it's here."
Ten days before the cultural festival. Before the morning home room begins. That's what Spring Vegetables, who came forward with cardboard, say when the whole class is roughly in place.
"Oh, you got it?
"What's it like?
A voice of spring vegetables brings together Walla Walla and the students. In a gaze full of curiosity and anticipation, Spring Vegetables took out the top apron and spread it out to show.
"I thought we were going to buy an apron anywhere, but it's different..."
"It's so simple that I can make it in my family medicine class, but it looks amazing..."
I look at the apron spread by the hands of spring vegetables and an exclamation stir arises throughout the classroom. Though a masterpiece that also combines rookie training, it was just a top notch brand and its apron looked really good.
It is a simple design that eliminates any extra decoration for reasons of cost reduction, practicality and both sides, but the pursuit of functional beauty made it a stylish silhouette because of simplicity.
Most importantly, there are no extra decorations, but there are about three pockets attached that would be useful. Whether it is the intent of a first-class brand or whether it is a consideration for the client or, in the long run, a design that does not seem likely to have pockets at first glance even if viewed at close range, but it is firmly attached to a place that is not in the way of cooking work and easy to get in and out of.
Just to be clear, the more I feel like it, the more I can use it for a little fashionable wear, the better the design apron is. Honestly, I'm usually reluctant to use it for applications as an apron the other way around.
"... awesome. Do it. It's kind of a bad name, but this logo doesn't make it feel bad at all..."
"Professional or famous brands are amazing, seriously..."
The roommate's logo, which he then designed with me, also creates a strange power by the deliberate smell of Showa, making the cook feel the storefront good-looking that serves specially dressed potato dishes.
At this level, it is problematic that the contents of the cultural festival are less interconnected in the mock stores.
"Aprons are made for both men and women except for their size. So, this and this is the triangular scarf I got worn on the set. The twisted bowl wind is for boys, and the chic bandana is for girls."
That's what I said, spring vegetables that take out one triangle towel at a time and spread it out to show. This makes me cheer on a triangular scarf that seems to be used as a fashion item on its own again.
Not to mention the women's, and the men's triangle scarf is only motif to say twisted bowl wind, so the design is excellent to the extent that wearing this and walking around the city doesn't float, backwards of the impression I get from the words.
To be clear, I don't think so unless they say twisted bowl rolls. Even if you have the impression that the taste of sum is somewhat stronger, it's a difficult design to go twisting bowl rolls with a straight ball.
"Is this really okay to include a set of about two hundred and forty yen tax?
"Yeah. I thought maybe they were going to tell me, so I took confirmation that clothes are basically, like, the majority of the price is for design and technology. As for the fabrics, I'm making a few of them there this time, and using the imports will keep them pretty cheap, so it seems like this is the only cost of the fabrics at that level."
"Oh, you are."
Listen to the explanation of the circumstances of the spring vegetables, and try to convince them with the expression that Yasukawa is enough. I'm not lying about material costs, but there are other circumstances where the fabric I used for the triangle towel was a dead end product that was relatively scarce for use.
Spring vegetables that, in a way, are physically well helped dispose of defective stocks, but remain silent because no one is unhappy. It seems reassuring to know that no one cares where it is known otherwise, rather than the translation ant, but it is not likely to water the festival mood.
I've never passed unwanted backstory in silence.
"And the guy who designed it said he was Senior Kitsugawa."
"Senior Kitsugawa graduated in March, the one who made the legend in the handicraft department?
"Yeah. That Senior Kitsugawa"
Spring vegetables showing off another backstory that I thought I should rather expose when I finished talking about the dough. Spring vegetables are added to the name they serve during the class.
Senior Kizukawa, whom Spring Vegetables spoke of, is a one-year senior of the Spring Vegetables and a woman named Erika Kizukawa. The costumes and accessories made in three years spawned numerous legends, and last year's graduation production was an all-encompassing feat of a snow-capped idol singer decorating him with a nicer costume than the stage costume he brought.
It should be noted that it may be some kind of promise that the person in question has a very plain and discreet appearance for showing so much glamorous activity.
"... that? Senior Kitsugawa's place of employment is definitely..."
"... wait a minute, Fujido. Let me see that apron laundry tag."
"Yes."
Yasukawa and another female student who receives an apron from Spring Vegetables complain when they see the laundry tag logo.
There, the logo of Angel Melody, a world-class fashion brand prized by the tide, shined brightly.
"What? That? Wait a minute. Why?
"I think Angel Melody is the only person my associate with the famous fashion brand of graduates here, didn't you notice?
"... because I don't know the way forward for all graduates, and if I were an associate of Fujido, I would have had as many first-class brands as I could..."
"It's a lot to say about famous brands, so I thought it would be more affordable..."
Yasukawa and the others unwittingly nod to the cut back of spring vegetables. Angel Melody, a tribute to women from all over Japan, who live on the tide. There are a lot of things I think about that first experience in terms of aprons and triangular scarves that are no longer quite as expensive as a convenience store sandwich.
By the way, the best thing I can think of, though how much I've said from the other side, is that even if millionaires around the world are sorry to have to do such a shitty job on luxury brands ordering full-order items. Then, I wanted to try the first experience with more decent clothes, which, in a way, would be natural.
"By the way, how much would you pay if this was a regular price?
"I don't know much about it because I've never bought it myself or seen the catalog, but maybe even if I make more than a hundred pairs, if I get the average, I'll normally ride a five-queta large in one pair? I think if you go through the agency or something, maybe the price will go up more."
"I don't think it's the price of an apron..."
Spring vegetables returning a truly appropriate answer to Rongzi's question. Rongzi listens to the answer and has a distant eye.
The truth is that Kitsugawa is the newcomer in training who did the design, so without the design of the logo, it would be about half the price assumed for spring vegetables, and could be several times more expensive than Spring vegetables think, including the design fee for the logo.
For your information, if the designer was the future of the brand top, it would be an even more amazing price without the logo design. When it comes to having it designed for the future, it will be very hard on itself to get that concern before the amount in the first place, but that's irrelevant this time, so I'll keep it.
Either way, the price of an apron used at a cultural festival is definitely a stray amount.
"I mean, spring vegetables. What do you mean, you've never bought it yourself or seen the catalog?
"This is deep snow, too, but I've been used as a fashion model replacement dressing doll since I was a kid, so I thought I'd buy it on purpose at Angel Melody. I'm just getting a break from getting photos on the catalog and stuff, but deep snow seems to be modeling the catalog for an occasional penny craving"
"Oh, yeah. If you were Spring Vegetables, you would normally be."
"Hey, Mika. You don't have to bother asking. That's about all you can imagine, right?
"Yeah. I didn't realize you were there. I just thought I was retarded."
Mika listens to the circumstances around Spring Vegetables and honestly admits that she lacked her imagination or her ability to guess or something like that. In the first place, it's the kind of relationship where you personally offer something like this directly to Spring Vegetables. I don't have to buy it on purpose. There will be as many opportunities to wear it, etc.
By the way, Spring Vegetables is as neglectful to the market for underwear and variations in design as luxury brands. I don't have any opportunity to buy underwear because the future gives me something that I have measured and made from hand to hand.
I am not familiar with the price of fashionable casual clothing due to the fact that I have difficulty getting too upset and fashionable with other issues. Because there are as many parental decorations in the system, basically the clothes you buy belong to regular clothing brands of essentially any age gender, such as No ○ Good product or Yu ○ Kuro, or to shops where there is something difficult but a little fashionable and attentive around Yu Mura.
Although fashion sense itself was polished thanks to its surroundings, including its parents, it was a boxed spring vegetable at a level not much different from Mio in this respect.
"Well, for now, I wonder if the apron is on lunch break or after school. It's time for the homeroom."
"Right."
Spring vegetables cut off the topic under the pretext of the current time, as the story seemed to flow to strangers. In fact, it's time for the prebell to ring, so Yasukawa and the others take the word and return to their seats.
Eventually, after school that day, there was a fuss about trying on the apron, and not much preparation would go on.
That's how time flies and the day before the cultural festival.
"Is this the position of the sign?
"Almost to the left, it seems more balanced."
"I borrowed a hose! East, plumbing gas, please!
"Whoa. I'm going now. Wait a minute!
The class is closed today and the whole day is ready, so every class/club has been moving around to the final finish since morning.
"The gas stopper is here, and the oden pan is here. Place the stove here, here and here, then hook the gas hose..."
A macro that carefully crawls the gas hose deposited from Yamaguchi, looking at the placement drawings. If you do this to a good addition or subtraction, the chance of an accident jumps and is very dangerous.
"Maybe this will hook your leg or something, but just make sure."
"Oops.... you look ok. After that, if I hide the hose with wallpaper, is that it?
"Ainya. Make sure it ignites properly before then and if there's a gas leak."
Check again the connection between the rice noodle pan rented from the school meal and the tabletop stove, the macro that opens the stopper and ignites. Seems to have a proper plumbing and ignites the gas without any particular problems.
"All right, now it's OK."
Hiroshi confirms ignition and also confirms that there is no smell of gas leaking, etc., declares so while extinguishing the fire. The classmates who heard the declaration take the moulded paper that was placed round the back and move on to the next task.
"Well, that's a wallpaper"
"Finally, the power of the east"
With that said, I paste wallpapers made of very precise sizes, old and often flavorful, or worse, imitating a blurry restaurant, with a total human outfit currently in my class. The very cheesy method of fixing that I just stopped with a push pin and cellohan tape makes me feel like a cultural festival barely, but otherwise I don't think it was just painted like that on cheap moulded paper.
Unfortunately, painting comics, illustrations, and ordinary paintings cannot be a big deal, as the ability of a macro to draw is only exerted on the props of this hand. Instead, spring vegetables and Mio are a few steps up on that side, and there are more walls beyond which there is a true harp.
By the way, only some of the boys' students currently remain in the classroom. The rest of the students, including spring vegetables, carry out buyout and sourcing work in the cooking practice room in total.
"All right, we're done here"
"We're done back there."
"Sort your desks and chairs later."
After constantly checking the classroom where wallpapers were made and it felt a lot surreal, we moved on to the next class. Nevertheless, the pasting of the most laborious wallpaper is over, and all you have to do later is put the remaining desks in pairs as you look at the space and apply a tablecloth.
Since it is not a major task, the general arrangement ends without sufficient time.
"Like this?
"I think so, but do you want to sit down for a minute and wander around and make sure?
With that being said, the men go out of their way to see if they can sit through clutter, fine-tune it.
"This must be the way it is over here"
"Maybe we should take a little more space over here. I don't know if I can get through, but in some cases, it's going to hit the customer's body with an arm or something."
"So this is it?
"When that happens, now I need to mess with this side a little..."
For measuring and positioning in measure, the table continues with subtle imperfections. Correct it immediately and put it in a satisfactory state.
"Another pair, I don't think I should..."
"If you think about trash placement and take-out people, you should stop. Yeah, let's do it."
"... right"
Hiroshi immediately denies Yamaguchi's opinion. Denied by Hiroshi, Yamaguchi also withdraws his opinion.
"I borrowed a cutting machine, but how much newspaper should I cut?
"From the size of the potato, I think if I cut it into quarters or so, eh. If you can hold it, yeah, you don't have to wrap it all up."
"I see. Let's just give it a try with the guy who cut it in half and the guy who cut it in quarters"
"Saya."
While we were discussing the placement of the table, students who were waiting for the order of the cutting machine loan would come back and see what they would do with the size of the newspapers and flyers wrapping the baked potatoes. In the meantime, other classmates with free hands look inside the classroom and say what needs to be done next.
"What am I supposed to do with an extra chair or something?
"You can carry it to a classroom you don't use at a cultural festival. That's the closest we've got."
Haruta, the executive committee member for the Cultural Festival, answers the men's questions with his hands free.
"Right. All in one set?
"No, I'll leave about four in the workspace and grab some baggage and some other temporary storage."
"Copy that. After that, isn't it time to leave the baking potato machine and steam cage behind?
"Let it go. I thought I left it in a pair. I'll take it."
"Then I'll help you carry us too."
"Please."
That being said, Honda moves into a group with some chairs in her hand. Carry a baking potato maker for both of us for safety and follow with what other boys had kept for practice, such as all-purpose steamers, sweet potatoes and potatoes.
"East, does the dumpster look okay around here?
"Shit, do it around there."
Detailed work was also under Yamaguchi's direction, apparently, while Honda brought in baked potato maker and other items. Yamaguchi picks up confirmation, pointing to the tentatively placed trash can.
"No, what happens to the separation of waste?
"In our case, there is no metal debris or regular plastic debris, so we should have been glad to treat it like raw waste burning debris."
"Is garbage good for a garbage dump in the dining room?
"Oh. All you have to do is collect it there and punch it in"
Where the topic of the trash can came up, the man who was waiting after the work he could do checks about the disposal of the trash. To the best of Yamaguchi's knowledge.
Since learning foods are also caterers, example raw waste treatment devices are normally introduced. Therefore, the bulk of raw waste and packaging materials generated at Tiomi High School are disposed of with raw waste treatment devices for learning food.
Metal debris does not appear in Hongda's class this time. Dishes and chopsticks used to provide products are made of paper, and chopsticks are items that can be treated with raw waste treatment devices where biodegradable plastic is used. Aluminum foil, which is wrapped directly in butter, is also predominant these days in products that achieve the same effect without the use of aluminum, which also treats them normally even when placed in raw waste treatment devices.
Even if such accidents and details are handled with raw garbage without thinking about them, they can usually be handled without problems.
In this way, in Hongda's Japan, the majority of combustible waste has been able to be treated with raw waste treatment devices in the past few years, and simplification is progressing year after year with regard to the separate collection of waste. Given that recycling technology is also advanced where ordinary people are unconscious, garbage is not likely to become an issue outside of poisoning in the not so distant future.
Around here, where Tianyin hasn't bit anything other than that some of the people involved are from his Semi, it doesn't seem that he has quite abandoned the technical skills and development abilities of ordinary Japanese people either.
"I'm home."
"Potato stew and rice noodles, I've prepared them."
While we're talking about that, the Spring Vegetables Cooking Internship Room group returns at a time when Hiroshi has finished installing all the equipment. The baggage they have, such as a container with a rice noodle dashi, a dimensional torso pan with stewed potatoes, and a tapper that separates the rice noodle ingredients by type, is quite a portion.
"See, Oden said that when I poured it inside, I put the ingredients in every type. Pork juice is placed on top of each stove."
"Roger. When the buyout squad returns, I'll even take a tasting and tummy, and later they'll let me know on the air. Practice?
"Let it go. I want you to join me, and I want you to collect the ingredients from the field, and I want you to tell me if there's any."
Spring vegetables that often come to mind in the offer of the Hong. It counts in my head for about thirty seconds and derives what tomorrow's manipulation is likely to be suspicious.
"From the feel of it, I think Gobo, radish, suji meat and eggs are suspicious. But are eggs and suji meat a little harsh at this hour?
"Copy that. I think we can handle the eggs. Finally, why don't you bring some extra potatoes and sweet potatoes?
"Oh, right. I'm thinking about making a vegetable curry for dinner, so it would help if you could afford a large cooker or something."
"You know, the ingredients. Is it going to be enough if there's more or less?
"Mm-hmm..."
Make notes on your computer of ingredients picked up by Spring Vegetables. Finally, I will check with Mr. Yasuyoshi to see if I can secure the eggs and the suji meat.
Why Mr. Anyang, this time as far as meat and eggs are concerned, is because he makes time-lagged barter and wholesale purchases from livestock farmers of his relatives through Mr. Anyang.
The time-lagged barter, the main subject of which was watermelons, just handed over a large number of watermelons that could not be arranged in the sales floor to the Anyang clan, and the ingredients used for this cultural festival practice were free of charge, and the items used in production were to be provided at wholesale prices.
Nevertheless, since it is just tough after the shipment work, it is time for the eggs to be subtly dubious when they are still sushi meat.
"The amount of light tiger is likely to be used from the quantity, but in this case, when should I not ask for it?"
"Exactly, I don't think you can drive me to school."
"Yan..."
To the quantity of ingredients normally required in kilometres and, in some cases, boxes, both Hongkong and Spring Vegetables give up a crisp haul in the raw.
"Well, East, I'm licensed."
"I was wondering if it would be convenient to come in for the summer vacation right away. By the way, my birthday is July 27th."
"Oh, I see. I haven't had my birthday yet, and I have an entrance exam, so I'm gonna take it for spring break."
"Actually, I kept my mouth shut, but my parents told me to go on summer vacation to stay with you and get my license. I just took it and I haven't driven it once."
From the talk of driving a light tiger, the topic of a driver's license arises. As it is, the buyout squad returns to the place where they are already licensed to say they are students, on the contrary, birthdays have come but not yet taken, etc.
"I'm home."
"Joy! I've been sourcing white rice for cheap!
"I also have rice balls ~"
With that said, a buyout unit that distributes all the white rice and rice balls it has sourced as a somewhat late lunch. The smell of pork juice and rice makes me impatient. The class takes it with cheer.
The fact that they couldn't afford to let me use the cooker and the fact that Hongkong and Spring Vegetables could afford the budget because they procured all sorts of things for me at a cheap price has led the buyout unit to quickly procure extra white rice and rice balls.
"Here, if you hand out the rice noodles and potatoes, you can try them."
"Whoa, quick, please!
"Oodle, you can't take off the garlic!
"You idiot! First the radish, plus thick fried and suji meat, though!
"No, Fujido doesn't have a rice noodle?
"Ah, yeah. Because Kansai's is the basics of how we season and take dashi."
And so on and so on, I distribute the rice noodles and potato stew while responding to some requests. Where we have all gone, we will summon you as a minimum courtesy or demeanor, and start tasting by sitting back in a place of thought.
Incidentally, the problem that we cannot carry without trays in content is solved without having to bother to come up with ideas in order to test and operate a spatial projection tray, a new invention of Heavenly Sound, this time throughout the Cultural Festival.
As you can imagine from the name, a space-projected tray is a new technology that has developed space-projected displays and keyboards that carry objects on top of projected trays in the air.
As can be seen from the fact that we are about to run a test here, as a system, it is stable and already in the practical phase, and the rest comes to the point where common problems, including costs, and the accumulation of operational know-how alone can be commercialized.
The University of Hainan has already introduced it into the school food for data retrieval, and the first large-scale operational test at the school festival has also been completed without particular trouble. Therefore, we are now going to test whether we can operate without problems even where the developer is out of sight at Shiomi High School, our alma mater.
I can tell you that Shiomi High School came to fruition because it is so cooperative in this kind of thing that I don't think it is a public high school.
"... chair, it might have been too soon to clear it over there"
"Right."
Though he cleans thoroughly and lays more rugs before work, Hiroshi and Yamaguchi say in the face that he failed when he saw one of his classmates sitting directly down on the floor.
In the meantime, the classmates with chopsticks on their meals become captivated by their flavors, eating more and more potato stew without wasting any mouth and flattening their rice noodles.
"This one sucks. Let's get ready."
Having seen the dietary speed of his classmates, Hiroshi starts the baking potato maker and all-purpose steamer once he interrupts his own meal, putting more and more potatoes in. Seeing that behavior, my classmates, who were replacing Oden and Braised Potatoes on their own, stop the extra hand just because it's gone.
"It was. Baked potatoes and potato butter, I forgot."
"We can all finish eating for a little while, so I'm sorry I'm going to get hungry later if I eat mama."
"Right now, I'm saddened by mistakes..."
A man who unexpectedly entered the third circle of Oden answers with a genuinely regrettable look on his face. The gaze is directed at the baked potato maker, well represented by his inner grit.
"Even so, I don't know..."
"Is this 300 yen for five dishes?
"Yes, yes. To make it easier to calculate the change, I cut it into hundreds of yen pieces along with other menus, and I don't sell it in one dish. Even so, I don't think the material will multiply by five at the end of the day."
"I guess."
Two male students nodding convincingly at the word of spring vegetables about the price. The same is true of the calculation of the change, but it is also generally predictable that it will not be multiplied by five.
"I don't know, Mr. Spring Vegetables, this menu organization and how much did I want to sell for just squeezing the rice noodles into the rice noodles?
"Right. Even if I add it up, is it just pork juice at best? If I could serve a charcoal stove, I'd like to do a grilled chicken or something."
"Well, personally, if I do pork juice, I want rice balls or something."
"Anyway, you want rice for pork juice."
Spring vegetables are foreseeable about the preference for spring vegetables and affirm with a chuckle at the penetration of the just saying hong. To that friendly appearance, a raw warm gaze is directed from all over the class just when he comes.
"That's right, and what does Oden mean all the time anyway?
"Sometimes you don't recognize Oden as a person or even a family member. We basically make it a treat by the time it's skinless like a cake or something, except that it's not rice."
"That's right."
"Yeah. Like something similar, like okonomiyaki or something? Well, eating rice without okonomiyaki is basically Kansai culture."
"Kansai, hey, let's almost do Osaka. And even people in Osaka don't eat their rice with okonomiyaki."
"Yeah, I know. In other words, Hiroshi, basically, doesn't feel like an okonomiyaki."
"In our case, the mood of one day or the other."
Moving on from the street menu to the topic of Oodles, Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables leap further into the way you eat okonomiyaki. In the meantime, the way of eating Okonomiyaki in Hongkong is out of the mouth of spring vegetables, but the outfield is no longer as good as this.
"So, I'm thinking right now, baked chicken on the oven is going to be a menu for drinkers?
"Right. Some stewed moths are perfect."
"I'm glad I'm sure we can get down to the charcoal stove. I'll do the menu at the high school cultural festival, and the challenger will have enough."
"No matter how much I do, I just don't do it at cultural festivals, do I?
"For a cultural festival mock shop, no matter what a woman says about planting a rice noodle dashi for a month, it's totally convincing."
"Ugh."
Together with his classmates, he watches Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables, a cheap exchange that makes him feel neither nervous nor reluctant at all, with a slight expression just because this is what he wanted to see.
As always, I like Spring Vegetables to Macro. There is no sweetness in the aura leakage, but the trust in each other for that matter wields almost the warmth.
Honestly, this is still a one-sided idea of spring vegetables, which is more than a scam, but it cannot be said to be the ideal image of a couple in a certain sense.
"Hey, isn't it time you baked potatoes?
"Let it go. Well, if you eat that, I'll go for a little while."
"Yeah. Oh, yeah. We're gonna have dinner here, right?
"I didn't mean to."
Answer the spring vegetable question by removing the first one of the baked potatoes, breaking it and checking how it is baked. As it is, flatten it while savoring so as to check how the potatoes are made.
As it is, next time the potato butter is flattened with a good taste, one nod declares to the surrounding area.
"Yeah, yeah, I can do that. Take it yourself and eat it yourself."
Students who received that proclamation of the Macro and waited after the meal, which also flocked to the baked potato maker, mainly with the women cheering. As I say I have to, I take out more and more baked potatoes and give them to the surrounding area, refilling the next potato.
"... it doesn't matter how many potatoes there are..."
"Right ~..."
"Well, let's save it and bring it twice what we plan to do. If you make it a little extra, if you do it all the time, bake it on the worst afternoon festival or cleanup day, you can eat it up."
"In some cases, I'll rent a kitchen or cooking practice room and make sweet potatoes or college potatoes."
"Let it go. Well, I'm coming."
"Come on in."
Leaving my classmates obsessed with potatoes alone, I'm just going to go procure some extra ingredients. One female student noticed that, rushing over to spring vegetables.
"Oh, the east's gone."
"Yeah. What's going on?
"Actually, I heard it was a meatless curry, so I was sneaking up on the campa and spreading the meat bill. East and Fujido are very luxurious with ingredients and dishes, so we talked about wanting to do this. So, they all give me more than a thousand yen, so I thought I could buy some meat for curry with this..."
"I know it's okay, but in our case, curry is basically beef, so the amount is less, right?
"It's okay. Because just because it has meat in it is not the same tension!
"Well, I'll buy as much as I can for the money I get when I get some practice on offerings."
"Please, the extra money can be broken by two expenses."
"Copy that. Then I'll return the empty pan to the cooking practice room, and then I'll go to the broadcast room and have the information broadcast in."
That said, a female student who gives her about 40,000 yen collected at Kampa to spring vegetables. Spring vegetables that take it and get up and retrieve the first potato-boiled dimensional torso pan that is already empty and leave the classroom.
Afterwards, the preparation of the festival progresses in many ways in a memorable way, thanks to the fact that the dishes behaved too well over the practice of offering them have become wings that devour more than half of the ingredients for production, the ingredients and equipment procured by Hiroshi have become more amazing than expected and the shine of the eyes of spring vegetables has become amazing, and thanks to the convenience of the fluffy potato cutter made up by Hiroshi last week, the supply of butter has become so smooth.
It should be noted that among the students, other than that, the convenience of convenient goods made up by a macro is more topical than a spatial projection tray. It is normal for Heavenly Sound to surprise ordinary people by preparing something beyond common sense, but it is only natural that the convenience equipment that should be a regular high school student has been improved and established for many years. Making something even more convenient and user-friendly than this is a matter that simply cannot be expressed by the word surprise.
That's how time progresses and dinner is prepared.
"... hey, Spring Vegetables"
"... what is it?
"Why don't we just take everyone's share in school?
"... Well, I had my budget turned, and that's okay?
Hong and Spring Vegetables had distant eyes as they took care of a large number of large pots in a kitchen of school-food filled with scents of curry.
"... Hiroshi."
"... what?
"Actually, I was wondering if this was going to happen somehow as of this morning..."
"Bizarre encounter. Actually, me too, I felt that way..."
"Yeah, I knew it"
Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables making such confessions about each other's current situation. At the very least, I can easily imagine that Hiroshi had anticipated this from the fact that he had procured spices in cans that would be ingredients, on the contrary, even beef had been secured via Mr. Anyang.
"In the meantime, it would be helpful to have rice served from a learning meal as well. Just let the teacher in. Un hundred people, I've been sourcing that amount of rice."
"Curry eats a lot of rice, so maybe a hundred kilos isn't enough."
"Seya Nen. I've only been raising about thirty kilometers to spare for my class, so it's not enough at all."
"Well, I don't have enough pots and stoves right now than that,"
"I'll rent a curry to cook in the cooking practice room."
"Something reminds me of the cookout over there."
"Equipment makes it more difficult right now."
Macro and spring vegetables descend from the stove one after the other after the curry, which has been simmered in a good way, to say the like. Keep looking for the extra pan and start planting more new curries.
One class at most in a pan, I don't care what you think if you think about the stomach in the athletic department, and after occupying all the places where there are currently cooking facilities for dinner preparation, the humans who can cook simmer the curry planted by Hongkong and Spring Vegetables in total, cooking the rice.
Because of such an environment, the smell of curry began to drift throughout the school, inviting them to the smell of curry and cooked rice that they could, and gradually the students gather for dinner to study and eat.
"... what a sign of war."
"Right. Hopefully I'll have it until I'm done simmering next..."
"Rather, rice could suck..."
The fears of Hiroshi and Spring Vegetables were moderate, and the cultural festival for Hiroshi ended with the incremental effect of the Gods' Supper Skills, yet the offering could not be chased away, causing a war to wash blood with blood (Note: exaggerated expression by image) that involved the treatment of the remaining curry slightly more.
And the next day, the first day of the cultural festival.
"... I expected it, but it's another terrible attraction."
"...... hmm. You've got a lot of momentum, but you haven't lost any lines."
Tatsuya, who came to see how it was because it was a corner, had his face drawn to the flourish of the "no no" shop of the Hiroshi and Spring Vegetable classes.
"Well, I can't help complaining, and let's give up and line up"
"Mm-hmm. I knew this would happen at the time Sister Chun got involved anyway, and I can't help complaining"
"Right."
Zhenqin prompted Mio and Tatsuya to line up at the end of the queue.
"El, are you sure?"
"You don't have to worry about it. We're just kids here, so follow these rules. Besides, I'm not trying to be reasonable enough to complain about waiting in line."
A slightly anxious poetry weave asks Aeris in a queue that he does not think is a cultural festival mock shop. With a glittering smile on that question, Aerys answers that strangely with pleasure.
"Elle, you seem oddly happy..."
"Yes, actually, I've never been in these queues before..."
"No, no, no. If that's your position, that's normal, right?
"When we act in an official capacity, we know that's normal. But even when I went with the fam and the others to the stall village in the eastern district of Urs, even though I was properly disguised with Heroshi's magic props, because you will give way to the line..."
"Ahhh..."
Makoto shows a lot of convincing looks to Aeris' answer. Aeris strangely delights in that kind of cluttered treatment, but ordinary aristocrats don't. Therefore, it is the sacrificial art that is natural to give way and order to the nobles over there.
When I was doing stalls in Dar, the queen who came in disguise was not treated like that, for one thing, due to her experience as Alvan is significant. To be clear, in Aeris, where you've only done princesses and witches since birth, the same thing is impossible no matter how.
Therefore, it would not be possible for Aeris to wait in line unless attention was drawn to it or Japan, where no one would make such an idea.
"Still, I know you did this, but isn't it a little too much?
"Culture festival mock shop, that's not what it looks like."
"Made by a specialist vendor, that makes sense ~"
An elderly group that puts that kind of penetration in store signs, wallpapers, and so on, while lined up at the back of the line for the most part. If you look closely, you can see that it is properly secured with cellohan tape or something, but if you don't notice that, you are actually building a wall out of that material, which also just looks like a store that has been around for quite some years.
To be clear, it's too authentic and floats as much as I want compared to the classrooms before and after.
"But this, maybe the master is out of hand to the limit. I was in the field before, and I was blurry about it."
"Right. Sure, it's great work, but if Hiroshi meant it..."
"On the contrary, maybe even if I do it with as much of a feeling as I normally work, it makes me feel more beefy"
That's what Mio tells the elderly group, who don't know the backstory around here, that they seem to work slightly with their everyday faceless expressions. Aeris, who was uncomfortable with the part where she deliberately showed that she was just putting up paper, also agrees with Mio's words.
"... if you ask me, yeah"
"I mean, if you let Hiro do it, it's gonna be like this at the very least, you know?"
"Difficult story..."
Makoto and Tatsuya get the look of knowing the unexpected hardships of Hiroshi, ahhh. This is the first time since I came back to Japan that I've really made things out of materials available in Japan, so I hadn't pinned to see to what extent the impact of the Hiroshi becoming a god was.
"... so I've been thinking for a while now that we're super collecting our gaze"
Where everyone is convinced about the appearance of the store, Mio, who goes beyond the limits to ignore this point, accidentally brings it up on the topic as blurry.
"Well, this is the only noticeable group. I can't help it."
"After all, when our brothers and sisters Shiori and Elle align, they can't stand out in words."
"That dialogue, from me, feels like which mouth says it."
Makoto and Mio have an unexpectedly caricature-talented conversation about the current situation where nobody is as bumpy as pointing a dignified camera at a boulder, but still gathers the same gaze as celebrities have come.
If you say it just by appearance, four of the five people on this scene boast a beauty that has hit the average far. There's no way this won't get your attention.
The biggest problem is that the appearance and contents of the population are quite low. At least, the reality is that Mio and the Virgin Aeris, who look like mysterious Japanese-style girls, are neither going to hide their rather unfortunate parts.
Even the poetic weave, which has the fewest gaps in that respect, would probably smash fantasies with all sorts of things if it were to be fully open to its strangely pompous nature.
Appearance scams around here are not something that has started now, but sometimes when we become a group like this, we amplify each other, and the degree of fraud and the discrepancy with reality is pretty bad.
Furthermore, given the addition of spring vegetables here, it is likely to chew up a lot of depth in the world.
It should be noted that the most pitiful part of this time is Tatsuya, who only seems as if a handsome man is forming a harem, not Makoto, who has become a feather mixed with a potun and a normal appearance in a group of beautiful men and women, and who in the opposite sense stands out in vain.
If there were at least one or two guys around the gino who aren't particularly beautifully shaped, it would be impossible for True Harp to think in his heart that it would make him a little more uncomfortable.
"... I thought before we lined up, the line's going pretty fast, right?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like you're going to sit inside and eat, and if you get juice and baked potato take-out, the number depends, but I guess this is the normal pace"
"I think so."
I think I'm about to put it in the classroom, where such comments pop out of the mouth of Makoto and Tatsuya at the unexpected speed of progress. In the meantime, guests with a full set on top of the tray are leaving, searching around for places to eat.
"Hey, Tap. Is that what the puff said about the spatial projection tray?
"Sounds like it. I mean, it's really a non-physical projection, but it doesn't fall off if you put it on top."
"Technological advances are amazing."
"Hey......"
Translucent obviously projecting into some space, Kazuki and his wife talk about it with their eyes unintentionally rounded, as if a piece of paper with a potato-boiled rice noodle was lined up on a flavored plate and it was being transported without a problem.
There were still people carrying things in the projected tray, but they weren't in view because they were in the crowd and because they were conscious of the exterior of the store.
"When we can project anything at this rate, it's going to hit a lot of industries..."
"Mm-hmm... I don't think Professor Ayase is that diverse, so I think he has some shortcomings in terms of application ~?"
"Well, I guess so, but I'm a little nervous..."
Exactly, Tatsuya, where such anxiety cannot be plucked into a spatial projection tray with too much impact.
In reality, as Shiori put it, spatial projection trays can only be applied to trays and plates and cups, and then at most about a meal ticket, and no matter how much technology they develop, they cannot be used on a home computer for the convenience of the required output and arithmetic ability.
They see the limits already even if they cost down, and even if they cost down to the cheapest point, they don't seem to have much benefit other than fast food, food courts, employee cafeterias, outdoor events, etc., which seems to be the truth.
It is difficult to apply it to the extent that it will take another three centuries to say that it is a positive attack method due to the problem of principle, even if it is applied to lines and the like.
"... here we go again..."
"If you look closely at the counter, you have to know what a school desk is, it only looks like a regular shop..."
"Master, I'm trying too hard on wallpapers and stuff......"
While doing so, further rows proceeded, finally entering the classroom (store) together. After rounding his eyes on the interior of the store, he accidentally and in a dry voice groaned at the overdoing of Hongya, Makoto and Mio.
It is only natural that Tatsuya and the others groan, and if they don't have the blue seats laid on the floor, chairs used for eat-in space, desks used instead of counters and other equipment to deliberately claim schools there, they have such solid interiors that they don't immediately know that this is a school classroom.
Students in the role of employees also wore a well-designed apron and triangle towel, rather than a bandana, which facilitated a more decent restaurant look.
"... there is something like a strange object, what is that?
With such Tatsuya on his ass, Aeris, who doesn't know a normal cultural or school festival in the first place, looks intrigued into the classroom and then turns his attention to the baking potato maker running behind the counter to voice such questions.
The baking potato maker only looks like an object because you can't see where the baking potato is being removed from the Aeris position or where the potato is being offered to the customer.
"It's a baking potato maker made by Aunt Tianyin."
"Ah, Master Harna"
"Hello, Elle. Tatsuya and the others are here."
Spring vegetables coming to pick up the order speak up so as to answer Aeris's question. The accountant seems to be moving independently because it can be difficult to exchange money together.
"So, the menu is baked potatoes and potato butter, stewed potatoes, and rice noodles, and the rice noodles are 300 yen per serving, otherwise it's 100 yen, but can we have all kinds for the number of people?
"Ooh. So, spring vegetables. I know it's a high school cultural festival, and I dare ask..."
"What?"
"Where's the alcohol menu?
"haha"
Spring vegetables accidentally give a bright laugh to Tatsuya's question, which also combines penetration. The annoying smile that the transcendentally beautiful girl floats attracts attention from other guests who waited in line and students from other classes who came to scout.
"That's what other customers asked me, right? It's just high school, so I can't, but if it's a college festival, can you serve about a can of beer?
"I don't care if you ask me..."
"Maybe it depends on the school?
Spring vegetables and elderly groups receive the merchandise price from Tatsuya on behalf of him, and continue the conversation without feeling so subtly out of point while giving him a meal ticket, which is an application of a spatial projection tray. I received the money, and the conversation was separated, so I cut up the conversation, and Spring Vegetables goes back behind the counter.
Incidentally, there was no system for meal vouchers at first, but Spring Vegetables suddenly introduced a spatial projection tray setting because other students were confused and were likely to misplace or give excessive orders anyway, and even more problems were likely to arise in managing cash.
"I'm sorry you're here because it's like this, but I'm not going to be able to get out of it for a bit unless it's even sold out. I wish we could have gone around together..."
"Ma'am, it's good that business is thriving, and don't worry about it"
Spring vegetables that go back to the counter, put back the cash and check something out, and tell Tatsuya they look really sorry. Even though the classmates seem equally sorry, they don't stop working at all.
For making food vouchers an application for spatial projection trays, the purchase of goods is cash only, sales management is also handwritten, but this is because electronic payments can make it easy for fees and completely unrelated external systems to bite.
"But it's flourishing..."
"It's pretty cold today, and the advertising effect of baked potatoes and spring vegetables is amazing..."
"Ahhh..."
The line went further, and where our turn came around, Tatsuya had such a chat with Roko the Oden Clerk. Next door, Mika pours the potato stew into the vessel.
"Dear Aerys, I'm sorry you're here because of this."
"Don't worry too much, I'm not dissatisfied with being taken at work"
"But Dong, I'm just sorry that you're not here or Spring Vegetables..."
Apologize for Mika's inability to entertain a rare guest while giving Aeris a potato stew that was lined up behind Tatsuya. To Mika, who seems really sorry, Aeris tells her words of forgiveness with a holy smile.
"Well, don't worry, after this cultural festival just for us, we'll raid the fields of Hongkong and Spring Vegetables, so it's not just that Hongkong and Elle won't face each other."
"Hatake... Oh, speaking of which, you said you'd have your share for tomorrow."
"This crowd is tough on you, so when did you say it was your job to carry it?"
"We plan to help with sorting and loading, too"
"I don't have to wonder about that..."
Later, Rongzi offers Oden without hiding the subtle stiffness to three people: Makoto, Shiori and Mio, who, one after the other, inform us of their plans and background circumstances after this.
Since the back is still grasping so as to continue the conversation, he passes in front of Roko and Mika, although somewhat unfortunately, and receives the butter-filling flavor from the student who is preparing the potato butter in the flow work, and finally arrives in front of the baking potato maker.
Although I tend to be blinded by spatial projection trays and baked potato makers, the work done by the secretly highly-made fudge potato cutters also attracts considerable attention.
It doesn't matter what shape of potato you have, and it doesn't matter how cluttered you set the potato, just set it up and gently push the top lid into it and it will get a clean slice of the cross, the apparatus that you have made is getting a good deal of attention from the person in that muscle.
Rather, the spatial projection tray, which obviously costs a lot to invest in capital, is more prominent from people who do culinary relationships than the fluffy potato cutters, which are likely to be readily available even if they are commercially available, at most, in the tens of thousands.
"Dear Aerys, go ahead."
"Thank you, Master Yamaguchi"
"It's a tray, but it's floating in the air even if you let go of your hands, so feel free to use both hands when tasting potatoes"
"Care, thank you"
Yamaguchi, a class commissioner who was in charge of baked potatoes during this time period, respectfully puts the baked potatoes on Aeris' tray in the closest manner to saluting them. Aeris receives it with a smile and looks around with only her gaze away from the line. I feel that a large number of gaze mixed with expectations and anxiety is poured out, and I understand the role that I am required to play because the relay camera is pointed at me by a student who has an armband written as the broadcasting department.
By the way, Aeris receives explanations from Zhenqin, who often captures material photographs and footage, so he understands exactly what the camera is. I also know that the brochure says that if you refuse, you can stop shooting, but Aeris, who is part of his job to see the dining landscape and so on, doesn't really care and decides to live up to the expectations around him.
Move to an unobstructed position in the line and take Yamaguchi's word for it and get your hands off the tray. After seeing it really float in the air and rounding his eyes, he gently reaches for the yam that he can stand up for.
As expected, while lightly holding hot potatoes that would normally burn if held by bare hands, take over the modus operandi and break them into two pieces and carefully peel one skin. I just peeled it just enough to put it on my mouth and scratch a small, elegant bite to keep it from burning in my mouth.
As a result of a smaller bite, Aeris crushes the baked potatoes into his mouth and immediately cools to the right temperature, crushing them with his tongue to taste them carefully and swallow them. The expression gradually turns into a smile as the flowers blossom.
"Very, very tasty"
"I'm glad you like it, because it's homemade that you and I worked hard to raise."
Spring vegetables, which had been ordered by other customers, answered so happily to Aeris's sentiments. A gallery dedicated to the fact that Aeris and a beautiful girl grow sweet potatoes and sell them at a cultural festival that makes them look somehow badly convinced.
"The vegetables used in this menu, they were all taken in our field, so tell me what you think later"
"Yes, because of this, I will have this potato butter here too"
"Yeah."
When you have that much conversation, you rush back across the counter to finish processing the money you received. Afterwards, check the contents of each dish and contact the cooking practice room.
"It's time to simmer the potatoes, the pan ends with the first and the second half. When converted from an order, the Oden also needs to be added. Potatoes and sweet potatoes may not last until noon '
"The potato stew, the first extra cup is done, so I'll carry it that way now. I don't boil any more rice noodles, so I'll have them collected in an empty pan and then taken that way. The potatoes are transported with the rice noodles. '
Copy that.
Tatsuya waits for Aeris to eat potato butter with a bitter smile that feels like it after all at a mock shop in Spring Vegetables class that is showing signs that the supply is going to collapse early. Our share is held in state by the magic of Stacisfield to avoid sneaking around, so waiting a little will not make the flavor go away.
"... This one, too, is very tasty. The compatibility of steamed potatoes with butter soy sauce can only be described as stunning"
"I guess. Oh, if you're done eating, throw the garbage out there. I don't care about the fine fragments, it's the hilos and spring vegetables that I clean later."
"I know."
Tatsuya noticed and finished eating satisfactorily. Aeris dumps butter paper plates and ready to eat baked potato skin in the trash. As it stands, it will be intrusive to continue standing and eating here, so I leave the store with dignity in a relaxed manner.
At this time, a series of streams was broadcast in real time in the form of a one-cut of the cultural festival at the hands of the broadcasting department, and further propaganda was repeated many times during the cultural festival, resulting in the classes of spring vegetables being feathers working until they overheated over two days.