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“So, transfer student. I’ve got one thing on my mind.”
“Hmm?”
“What are these potatoes you’ve been making me do for the past few minutes …… that you’re making me do?”
“Oh, that’s–”
I threw the grated potatoes into a certain dish as hard as I could.
“Eh, hey, hey! I took the trouble to season it! Is it okay?”
“Don’t worry, it’ll taste even better.”
“Haa?”
Hitomi washed her hands, muttering “I can’t believe it,” and went straight to the kitchen.
This time it was a grandmapad instead of a cook pad. …… I’m sure it’s delicious.
The rice was already cooked, and it was just past 6:00 p.m
“All right. It’s time to start dinner.”
“”Yes!”””
I call out, and the three girls reply.
Just saying this line makes me want to ask myself if I’m the dorm father of the girls’ dormitory.
I prepare a bowl of pork rice topped with a bowl of potato miso soup for the four of us.
Although I made it, most of the ingredients were bought by Yukikawa, and I’ll have to be sure to thank her next time.
“Kajimoto-kun, I’ll help you carry the dishes.”
“Thank you, Haruhara. Haruhara, you’re an honor student after all”
I looked sideways at the two gals lounging on the chabu-dai
Hitomi always help me with the cooking…but when it comes to Yukikawa…
The future husband of Yukikawa will have a hard time.
Although she has too many specs in her looks and head, inside she is just a selfish young lady who pretends to be cool.
It is indeed attractive that she is smart, a beautiful western-style girl with ridiculously large breasts, but in a way it is amazing that when you get to know her true nature, she is just about the same as a plummy.
Haruhara, on the other hand, is cheerful and communicative, kind to everyone, and has no secret face.
Although she says she can’t study, she can get a 90 on a test with just a little help from me, so Haruhara is definitely a beautiful girl with no faults.
After all, if you are a man, you should choose a pure and innocent beauty like Haruhara,……, and she also has big breasts.
“Hey, Haruki. Are you thinking of something rude?”
“Whoa!”
I was thinking in a daze from the kitchen, and before I knew it, Yukikawa was right in front of me.
“What is it? Suddenly, you came over here.”
“I was thinking that I could help you carry the …… dishes, it’s a lot of work for four people, isn’t it?”
It seems that she is going to help me.
Well, even though she’s a selfish young lady, she’ll at least help out on a whim.
“So what were you thinking? Boobs again?”
“No, no!”
Half true, half not true.
“Huh,…… but it can’t be helped, can it? Three beautiful girls from the same class are in the room of a high school boy in his prime like Haruki, so …… a shady boy and three beautiful girls with big breasts.”
“Don’t say it like it’s the title of a movie.”
“Fuufu… …… so what about the big breasted one in the red bra?”
“Haa?”
“Fufu…..”
Yukikawa chuckles to herself.
“As expected… Haruki has a quick wit, so it’s fun to talk to you. I wonder if I’ll do a comedy with you at this year’s school festival.”
“I-I’m not going to do it! It would be embarrassing!”
“That’s true,……, we’re so close that people say we’re a married couple doing a comedy act.”
Yukikawa beamed a little happily and picked up the pork bowl and carried it to the chabudai, staring intently at the meat.
I don’t know, does Yukikawa think I’m a toy or something?
I carried the dishes to the small chabudai, where the pork bowl and miso soup were lined up for the four of us.
From the kitchen, the chabutai seemed to shrink in size due to the three of them having overly large chests, but the dishes were properly arranged for the four of us.
The pork bowl was made by stir-frying pork slices and onions, then slowly simmering them in broth, soy sauce, and mirin (sweet sake), adding a little mentsuyu (Japanese soup stock), and mixing in “that thing” as well.
The “thing” makes the pork bowl look like a Chinese rice bowl, and the savory smell of the pork bowl whets one’s appetite to the point of wanting to devour it at any moment.
However, I thought that the pork bowl alone was not enough, so I served it with a simple miso soup made with onions, potatoes, dried wakame seaweed, and seasoned with red miso paste.
I had them eat the salad first earlier, so this should balance out their nutritional needs.
“Wow,……, you really know how to cook, Kajimoto-kun! I’ve never done any housework, so I’m going to have to learn from you.”
“transfer student,……, this pork bowl tastes good”
“It’s okay. Look at Yukikawa.”
Next to Haruhara taking photos of the food, Yukikawa was already clinging to the pork bowl so hard it covered her face.
“It’s delicious!…… This, this is really delicious! Haruki!”
“Right? Hitomi and Haruhara, eat it too.”
“Yes, Itadakimasu!”
Haruhara and Hitomi also take a bite of the pork bowl at my urging.
“”Hnnn!!””
The two of them looked surprised at the same time and began to mindlessly shovel rice and pork into their mouths.
“…… What’s with this pork bowl? Not only does it taste good, but this shiromi …… is so tender and tasty that it feels exactly like a sauce! Did you put potato starch in it?”
“No, it’s not potato starch.”
“No way, transfer student ……the thing that made this stagnant and delicious taste is”
“Yeah, it’s potatoes.”
“Potatoes?”
Yes,…… I was in the middle of making a pork bowl, and at the timing when it was simmering in soy sauce and mirin, I threw in some potatoes that I had scraped down and mixed them in.
To be frank, potato starch is fine if you only want to add stagnant flavor, but by using the potato itself, the sweetness and some texture of the potato remains, and the flavor is deepened.
This is what grandma’s pork bowl with grated potato is all about.
“The potato is the key to the flavor of this pork bowl. The potatoes Hitomi grated for me.”
“Wow, Hitomi-san, you can scrub potatoes!”
“Hey, are you trying to pick a fight?”
“Kana, you’re good.”
“Seriously, do you guys want to get hit?”
Thus, dinner with three beautiful girls ended peacefully. ……
“I told you, didn’t I? Haruhara-san.
Haruki is a wonderful person with great skills.”
“That’s true! It’s so nice that Kajimoto-kun always cooks dinner for you!”
“Haruhara-san, as a member of the festival committee, I’ll allow you to come to this room …… and we’ll have dinner together again.”
“Really? Yay!”
No, this is my room.
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