Chapter 290: Hibiki Eri's Collection

"Wait, what are you doing?!"

It took him a while to finish his words. Shimizu Koji acted like lightning and grabbed Eri Kisaki's wrist, stopping her terrible behavior.

In the kitchen, the two of them stared at each other. Yukiko, who was busy with other things, turned around and looked over curiously.

Eri Kisaki was holding a bottle of soy sauce with the lid opened. If it was a little later, the steamed lobster that had just come out of the pot would become a lobster soaked in sauce.

Fortunately, the shell stopped Eri Kisaki's persecution. Shimizu Koji stopped Eri Kisaki and quickly took the lobster out of the plate that had already filled the bottom of the dish.

Seeing this, Hibiki Eri's expression became a little subtle, complicated, tangled, and hesitant. "Uh, what's wrong?"

"I checked, lobster meat tastes good with soy sauce."

Kouji Shimizu paused slightly, and Yukiko came over and covered her mouth in surprise, "Eri, how did you get so much soy sauce?!"

"Ah? A lot?"

Looking at Hibiki Eri blinking innocently, Koji Shimizu and Yukiko did not answer her question, but turned their heads to look at the sea cucumber fried by Hibiki Eri alone.

It was already out of the pot and on the plate, and it looked very good. Koji Shimizu took a pair of chopsticks, and Yukiko also silently did the same action.

Hibiki Eri just watched, but in fact, she was already sweating profusely, but she pretended to be calm and smiled on the surface.

She seldom cooks by herself. Most of the time, it is Kuriyama Midori who cooks, or she goes out for social events. She is not unaware that there are some minor problems with her cooking, but Kisaki Eri also believes in herself. She has paid attention to the use of seasonings this time.

A sour taste rushed straight to the top of the head, followed by a choking salty aftertaste. Yukiko took a small sip and her face turned green. If Kisaki Eri hadn't looked at her expectantly, she might have spit it out on the spot without caring about her image.

Shimizu Koji felt the same way. He was not a superman. He had clearly felt that his health bar had been reduced by at least five percentage points due to the damage to his taste this time.

His heartbeat slowed down for a while.

A soul-shaking taste, absolutely!

Tacitly, Yukiko and Shimizu Koji looked at each other again, and then turned to Kisaki Eri, who looked expectant, nervous, and a little guilty.

"Ahem, Eri, Koji and I are enough in the kitchen, how can you, the host, do it?"

"By the way, we talked for a long time and forgot to buy drinks. How about Eri, can you help prepare some drinks or something?"

"Well, Ms. Ki, thank you."

Although it was still very straightforward, Shimizu Koji still made a decisive decision-to drive Kisaki Eri out of the kitchen.

This cooking skill is not as good as his!

However, this is really unimaginable.

Queen Well, Queen, you really don't have to cook by yourself. Thinking of Kisaki Eri's title, Shimizu Koji silently complained in his heart.

And Kisaki Eri looked left and right, her face was inevitably a little embarrassed. The three people who were still in high spirits and chatting enthusiastically just now, in an instant, she was kicked out of the queue.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go prepare some drinks."

Hiki Eri's eyes changed. She was actually much more relaxed because the dishes she bought were enough to show her sincerity. The words she said before, which sounded like she wanted to get something for free, made her feel ashamed.

But now, she felt a strange embarrassment in her heart, as well as more guilt and shame.

What was this? She had agreed to treat everyone to a meal as a thank you for Shimizu Koji's help, but after a while, it turned out that someone else came to her house to cook for her.

At this time, Hiiki Eri had completely lost her queen's aura. She was only embarrassed.

She had to think of a way to make up for it. She nodded, not daring to look at Yukiko and Shimizu Koji's eyes. Hiiki Eri didn't even have time to take off her apron, and she turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

In the kitchen, when Hiiki Eri left, Shimizu Koji and Yukiko were the only ones left.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Yukiko stuck out her tongue, chuckled, shook her head and looked at Shimizu Koji, "Actually, I've heard of Eri's cooking before."

"But I didn't expect it to be like this"

"There's no cure."

Shimizu Koji gave a seemingly exaggerated evaluation, but Yukiko hesitated for a moment, but nodded in approval.

"She didn't realize it at all, and she probably wouldn't realize how exaggerated her seasoning was."

Yukiko didn't believe that Kisaki Eri had never cooked, or that others hadn't taught her. Shimizu Koji also thought so, so he came to the conclusion that there was no cure.

"It's like being planted with a curse." Shimizu Koji recalled Kisaki Eri's clear eyes just now, and said helplessly.

As he spoke, he picked up the plate of sea cucumbers that Kisaki Eri had prepared, rinsed it with clean water, and turned around and threw it back into the pot.

It can only be said that it's fortunate that it's seafood. If it were other ingredients, I'm afraid it would really be hopeless.

"Maybe Eri has a stronger taste." Yukiko couldn't excuse her best friend.

She said casually and turned around to continue her work.

The two were busy in the kitchen, sometimes crossing, touching, dividing the work and cooperating. Shimizu Koji silently helped with the details again and again, which made Yukiko a little absent-minded from time to time.

"Koji, do you often cook by yourself?"

"Huh? No, I only know a little bit."

Koji Shimizu wasn't lying. He did only know a little bit, but the tacit understanding in cooking, such as handing over the right seasonings at the right time and taking over when it was time for him to stir-fry vigorously, was actually A profound habit that he and Haihara Ai developed.

Yukiko looked at him strangely, and looked away without saying anything more.

Outside the kitchen, Fei Yingli was not idle.

Originally, she wanted to go downstairs and drive to buy some drinks, but halfway there, she suddenly remembered something. After thinking about it carefully, she turned back.

In Fei Yingli's bedroom, it is almost impossible for Shimizu Koji to set foot. Maybe Yukiko still has some hope, but it is unlikely today. Moreover, even if he steps in, it is absolutely impossible to find and open Fei Yingli buried in the closet. of a small safe.

After carefully taking out the safe, Fei Yingli showed hesitation, but in the end, she still had firm belief.

And if it was just Koji Shimizu, it would not be enough for her to treat her like this, but by chance, Yukiko was also there. Moreover, thinking of the chat with Yukiko during the day, Fei Yingli felt that her best friend needed a little bit of her. of comfort and help.