Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

what--

Alice cried out and pointed to the glittering particles on the surface of the hot rice.

"what are these?!"

"Seaweed Umami Bomb——"

Xia Yu smiled.

"When did you master the skills of molecular cooking?" Alice looked at him suspiciously.

Waving his hand, this time I came here to make up the lesson. Xia Yu didn't intend to talk more, but decided in his heart, first use strong medicine to instantly break Alice's defense, and then reverse her stubborn "materialism" concept.

Otherwise, Alice will be blocked by the special gate forever.

After receiving the lunch box that Xia Yu had forced over, Alice felt hot, her hands trembling, and gave him an irritating glance.

But she was quickly attracted by the delicacy pouring out of the box.

Hold the chopsticks and put some rice into your mouth.

Just chewed slightly.

Huh!

Alice's hand holding chopsticks twitched slightly like an electric shock.

"It tastes like salmon roe!"

The mouth vigorously squeezed the grains and rice spread on the tongue, and the strong flavor of seaweed naturally penetrated from the grains, overflowing the nose and mouth.

At this moment, the delicious salty taste of seaweed tightly wrapped every grain of rice in the mouth.

Addictive touch sensor!

Can't help but pick up a ball of rice.

what!

Alice widened her eyes in surprise and found that the rice ball on the chopsticks had four layers!

The first layer is the condensed seaweed particles.

The second layer is finely chopped braised bonito flakes, a bomb-like combination!

After eating two balls of rice in a row, Alice was trembling all over, she held the food box tightly with her hands in expectation, and gently drank the gorgon juice poured in the box from her mouth to the edge of the bowl.

In an instant, the slender and elegant taste intertwined into a pure white spider web, capturing Alice's soul in the dark.

what--

Scream.

The tip of the tongue is a diffused current.

Alice was lost.

In the autumn garden, the red maple trees have brilliant red leaves.

In the courtyard surrounded by red leaves, there is a small secluded pavilion.

This seems to be a certain aristocratic school. At the far end, there is a western-style teaching building. The high school is just during the lunch break, and there is a faint noise.

"Alice, have you had lunch?"

A gentle greeting.

The beautiful body shook, Alice's eyes widened, her gaze crossed the layers of red leaves, and finally saw that in the small pavilion in the courtyard, a teenager in uniform was waving to her.

Involuntarily stepped past.

"Come, sit down."

"Haha, today I adjusted the alarm clock, got up at six o'clock, and made such a bento at eight o'clock. You must taste it carefully to make sure you are satisfied!"

The boy took the dazed Alice to sit down, and opened the delicate food box on the pavilion table as if offering a treasure.

"Crack"

The lid was lifted, and the smell of cooking made Alice cover her belly.

Why is it so hungry!

Upon seeing this, the boy smiled very brightly: "Alice, you must not have a good breakfast? You are too addicted to those cold machines. How can you study well without eating and hungry? You are a chef. what!"

"Chef, first of all can't starve yourself!"

While talking, the boy picked up a pair of clean chopsticks, first picked up the seaweed fried bamboo wheel, and delivered the food to Alice's mouth.

"Ah, open your mouth—"

He said with a smile.

Alice was dumbfounded, well, chopsticks stuck into her attractive little mouth, and she was forced into the food at this moment, but all she felt was the sweetness that the whole person had to melt away.

The snack "Zhulun" is essentially fish puree, mixed with flour, egg whites and other seasonings, and it is a round bamboo tube.

Therefore, you can imagine the taste when chewing.

It has the sweetness of sugar and starch.

Add the freshness of the moss cheeks, ha, spit out in one breath, Alice held her hot and high fever cheeks in a daze with both hands, and looked up at the obscure teenager sitting opposite.

Ding ding, ding ding ding.

Soon after the lunch break, the class bell rang, and the moment the empty lunch box was covered, the red leaf pavilion and courtyard shattered and disappeared in Alice's vision.

I don't know when tears pattered on the dining table.

Alice Nakiri, who is already emotional and likes to express her anger, kept wiping her tears.

"Do you want to eat?"

A voice said suddenly.

Shocked, Nakiri Alice realized that there was someone else in the kitchen, and it was a senior she had longed for.She immediately lowered her head to wipe away the tear marks on her cheeks, sniffed, and raised her head to the smiling eyes of the young lecturer.

The strange thing is that, faintly, the shadow of the teenager of the same age in the food illusion overlaps with the young lecturer.

"Don't—"

Nakiri Alice said subconsciously.

Sure enough, the Tsundere factor of the demon king's bloodline of the Naguchi clan broke out again.

"Why don't you just start eating! Taste it!" Xia Yu is not a peer, but he came as a lecturer to tutor the girl, so, holding the silver spoon, he scooped a full spoon. A scoop of hot rice was delivered to Alice’s mouth.

More like it.

It is simply a reappearance of the food fantasy.

Nageri Alice was fidgeting, and almost fleeing from here in shame.

"Hey!"

Seeing the girl's shy posture in his eyes, Xia Yu smiled secretly, look, this will fix you.

"Open your mouth—"

"Well!"

"One more bite!"

Soon, the glutinous rice in the food box was wiped out.

Xia Yu dropped her spoon, clapped her hands, and asked in a leisurely manner: "Alice, let's talk about it, what's your feeling this time, what have you eaten?"

"Or, does my bento fit your aesthetics, is it delicious?"

Nageri Alice sat quietly in the chair.

At the moment she is more ladylike than Morita Maki.

"good to eat!"

"This is the best bento I have ever eaten—"

She whispered.

Snapped!

With a snap of his fingers, Xia Yu nodded: "I just like your honest character!"

If you ask her cousin Erina so directly, that tsundere girl will run away in all likelihood.

Cute Lisi is different, very frank and straightforward.

"Then you think, let you get a bento that you have never experienced before, is it the taste that makes you so, or the imprint and connotation that I give to the cooking, which makes you really enjoy?" Xia Yu continued to ask, staring at her delicate Face.

"I can't do it with pure taste!"

Alice's palm on her knees suddenly squeezed her fist, then released it again after two seconds.

She had to admit.

No matter how the ultimate taste, if it loses its connotation, it will be formulaic and cold.

The connotation, or the mark given to the cooking by the chef, makes the cooking truly come alive and have life.

So tasting food means savoring life.

"A heart-pounding love bento." Alice couldn't help thinking in her heart, her eyes floating a little, with longing and yearning, "If there is a boy who can make lunch for me every day..."

Xia Yu continued: "Alice, don't want to be crooked, this time, I gave you a warm-up exercise in advance. Maki gave the cooking, a similar mark, more than ten times stronger than me..."

boom!

Suddenly, the kitchen door was pushed open.

"What are you doing!"

Nakiri Erina glanced at the two sitting at the dining table and looked at Alice with red and swollen eyes.