Chapter 979

"Is a burger patty made from blue fish canned meat really delicious?"

Fumio Daimido looked at the half-portion set meal before her with some doubt; one must know that although the fish meat of boiled blue fish canned food is delicious, its fishy smell is also comparatively strong, and she did not doubt in the slightest that biting into the burger patty before her might result in a mouthful of fishy taste.

"Well, whether it's good or not, you have to try it to know."

Soma Yukihira, on the other hand, appeared very confident, urging Fumio Daimido to eat.

"This is delicious."

At the side, Broly had already moved his chopsticks; just tasting one bite, he was won over by the fresh, sweet fish meat aroma of the burger patty made from blue fish canned meat.

"What is this slightly sour sauce on top? I seem to taste orange."

"This is a refreshing dipping sauce I made by blending citrus juice with the water the fish meat was soaked in from the blue fish can, adding black pepper and onion and simmering; it can give this dish a citrus fragrance while also not diluting the fresh sweetness of the blue fish burger patty."

Soma Yukihira generously explained the sauce he had made.

"This flavor, how did you manage to completely remove the fishy smell?"

Fumio Daimido also moved her chopsticks to taste the burger patty, and upon eating the blue fish meat that was charred outside and tender inside, fresh and juicy, she

asked in some surprise.

"Very simple; black pepper and onion can cover the fishy smell of blue fish meat very well, and during preparation I added quite a lot of black pepper and onion inside."

"Then what about this firm, juicy texture? Blue fish canned meat couldn't possibly have this texture; minced and pan-fried it would only turn out loose and falling apart."

"This is even simpler; after mincing the fish meat, I squeezed out the excess moisture inside, and I also divided the fish meat into two portions — one minced into paste and one minced into granules — mixed the two, coated them in flour, dipped in egg liquid and bread crumbs, and put them into the oil pan to fry thoroughly, turning into the blue fish burger patty with rich texture before you."

Soma Yukihira spoke calmly and at length; he described it lightly, as if making this dish were very simple, but Fumio Daimido heard in it his precise control over seasoning the dish, and his grasp of the texture produced by frying the ingredients.

"Have you made a similar canned fish burger patty dish before?"

"Hah, how could that be? Although my family runs only a small restaurant, if we were to make a fish burger patty, we would never use canned meat; using fresh fish meat directly isn't better? Whether texture or taste, both would be a notch above canned meat."

Soma Yukihira denied directly; of course, using canned meat also has advantages, its biggest advantage being convenience — fish canned meat is easier to preserve than fresh fish meat; at most the resulting burger patty dish has texture that isn't extreme enough, and taste slightly inferior to fresh fish meat.

【One might say, truly worthy of being Azami Nakiri's son; limited ingredients, improvised cooking, yet able to achieve such good flavor——】

Fumio Daimido skipped the rice; there was nothing much to savor there; her gaze fixed on the egg flower soup.

"If you only made the burger patty, I could pass you, but you had to add an egg flower soup; you must know, ordinary egg flower soup would only lower my evaluation of your cooking."

"Ordinary egg flower soup, huh? Then this egg flower soup really is ordinary————"

"This soup is very fresh; Soma added squid jerky, Aunt Fumio, you hurry and taste it."

Soma Yukihira's cliffhanger words hadn't finished when they were interrupted by Broly at the side, who had already drunk the soup.

The red-haired youth turned his head, looking at Broly with some regret: "Broly-san, can't you let me appreciate the surprised expression this dorm matron auntie would show after the flavor reversal?"

", you still have this kind of fetish?"

"Of course; from others looking down on my cooking, to being conquered by my cooking — isn't that exactly the face-slapping satisfaction a chef most anticipates?"

"Ah, this burger patty with rice, then drinking this clear soup stock simmered from squid jerky————"

Fumio Daimido seemed to return to her youth, the time alone on a summer seaside beach with an admiring immature boy.

"Little Gao, hold me, kiss me————"

Soma Yukihira, standing closest, facing this dorm matron old auntie suddenly puckering her mouth to kiss over, immediately pressed down on the other's head, crying out with a terrified face, "Stay away from me, you old hag!"

", Soma, isn't this the reversal you wanted? How come you won't accept the diner's enthusiastic response?"

"Broly-san, don't say cold words, hurry up and save me; my first kiss is reserved for Kurae, I don't want it stolen by an old hag like this————"

Broly felt it somewhat amusing, but at the same time felt Fumio Daimido this dorm matron auntie's reaction was a bit excessive; the only explanation was that the other party was deliberately using this method to tease Soma Yukihira.

", Soma, how can you use 'old hag' such an address to speak of Aunt Fumio; maybe Aunt Fumio was a great beauty when young.

Hmm, you can't think the candy inside isn't sweet just because the candy wrapper is wrinkled; being kissed by Aunt Fumio might even be your gain."

"You gain it then, bastard!"

"Haha, done teasing you, this brat."

Fumio Daimido didn't persist in kissing further; joking in moderation is best, go too far and it turns sour.

"Broly, I really didn't misjudge you; you're a fine young man, well-spoken, aesthetic online."

Of course, Fumio Daimido was not stingy with praise for Broly either.

"Me in my youth, that was a great beauty pursued by many boys."

This dorm matron old auntie hadn't even finished eating before running off to find photos of herself when young.

"Look, if I really kissed you, the one getting a bargain would be you, brat."

After presenting the old photos proving her prowess, she wore a look of you-brat-don't-know-goods, and said to Soma Yukihira like this o

"Is the person in this photo really you?"

Soma Yukihira looked at the graceful beauty in the photo, and looked with some doubt at the dorm matron auntie now old and wrinkled.

"Nonsense; if the one above isn't me, could it be you? Look at this photo's yellowed color, main point being it has endured the baptism of time."

"Fine, even if you were pretty once, right now you're still just an old granny; cut the crap, since I passed the assessment, where am I staying tonight?"

"Truly a rude little ghost (just like a certain equally rude stinky brat twenty years ago), go on, Room 303

is your dormitory."

Fumio Daimido was somewhat dissatisfied, but still handed the dormitory key that Soma Azami Nakiri had once stayed in at Polar Star Dormitory to Soma Yukihira.

"Aunt Fumio, then I'll go help Soma Yukihira tidy up the room."

"You two really know how to help each other out; go ahead."

Fumio Daimido waved her hand.

Broly helped carry Soma Yukihira's luggage and went upstairs.

"Really trouble you, Broly-san."

Soma Yukihira thanked sincerely, even though Broly had just now somewhat left him to die.

"By the way, Broly-san, which room do you live in? Later when I cook, I'll conveniently bring you some."

The situation inside Dormitory 303's room was about the same as Dormitory 301's — both had complete basic facilities, but were covered in a layer of dust; after Broly helped clean up, Soma Yukihira proactively asked where he lived, looking like he intended to deliver tribute delicacies.

"I live right next door to your next door — Dormitory 301 is my room; if you make anything delicious in the future, feel free to send it over."

Broly was very satisfied with this little brother's attitude and directly told him his room number.

"Wow, we actually live this close — good, no problem."

Soma Yukihira nodded.

"Hey, after walking such a long way I'm all sticky — I'm planning to go take a bath; Broly-san, do you know where the bathing place is here?"

"I know, but you'll probably have to wait a bit before bathing."

"Why?"

"Because someone's already in there bathing."

"Hah, what's the big deal — it's a public dormitory, having a communal bath is normal; I don't mind bathing with others."

"But I mind."

Megumi Tadokoro's Qi was still in the bathroom; Broly had already treated that girl as his Future Wife, so he decisively dragged Soma Yukihira to his own room to keep watch.

"This dormitory looks old on the outside, but the facilities inside are quite complete."

Soma Yukihira looked at the brand-new air conditioner blasting cold air, thought of the professional kitchen facilities he'd just used here, and remarked with feeling.

"Right, Broly-san — that guy named Nakiri who called you to meet this morning, did you go meet him?"

"I went to meet him — so what?"

"That guy didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

"Nope."

"Good — if that guy dares give you a hard time, I'll back you up!"

"You've got loyalty — but Miss Nakiri and the others didn't give me a hard time; not only did they not give me a hard time, they even helped me improve the pork bone soup."

"Oh? The pork bone soup's returning-sweetness problem is already solved?"

"Mm, already solved."

"How was it solved — with licorice?"

"Not licorice — Miss Hisako said licorice clashes with pork bone soup's flavor and adding it would destroy the pure big-bone aroma of the pork bone soup; so, on their advice, kelp water was used in the end."

"Tch — I think a real chef must boldly try all kinds of ingredient pairings; I feel adding licorice would be better."

"You say that — is there any basis for it?"

Broly asked curiously.

"A chef's intuition."

Soma Yukihira answered.

"Then with that kind of intuition, boldly pairing different ingredients to make dishes — how many kinds turn out delicious?"

Broly asked again.

"That's naturally a lot — exactly how many kinds I don't remember."

The youth answered brimming with confidence.

"Then how many kinds turn out unpalatable?"

Broly pressed the question.

"Uhh — failure is the mother of success; on the road to success, many mothers named failure must have fallen."

"So — that means there are a lot of unpalatable dishes, huh?"

Hearing this, Soma Yukihira spoke more words defending his making of unpalatable dishes; Broly just kept smiling and listened quietly.

After the youth finished speaking, Broly summarized the pork bone soup improvement: "In short, today's pork bone soup is very good — the improvement was very successful; the taste that came out is excellent."

"All right — congratulations."

Soma Yukihira clapped his hands, congratulating somewhat perfunctorily.

"It's just — when handling the kelp, I exposed the fact that I'm somewhat unskilled —"

Broly then spoke of his own half-baked cooking being exposed.

"Ah, Broly-san — your situation was discovered; those two wouldn't be trying to kick you out of school, would they?"

Soma Yukihira looked over worriedly.

"That's not it — they just plan to give me tutoring."

Broly shook his head and answered.

"Oh — then I wrongly blamed them; they're even preparing to tutor you in basic cooking knowledge — looks like they're not that bad after all."

Soma Yukihira's impression of Erina Nakiri and Hisako Arato had changed somewhat.

"They weren't bad people to begin with — just simply have a beef with you; who told you to say some hatred-drawing remarks on stage this morning?"

"Is it wrong to speak the truth?"

"It's not wrong after you prove yourself — but before that, being targeted is perfectly normal. Hmm, didn't you notice this morning — those students in the same cooking classroom as you, with attitudes like they'd love to take you down?"

"Huh? Really?"

Soma Yukihira thought carefully, then revealed a look of sudden realization.

"Ah, there really were — I was wondering why those guys' eyes looked so fiery at me today; turns out they want to take me down — hahaha—"

The youth laughed carefreely.

"You're quite optimistic."

"Since I dare say words placing myself above everyone, naturally I've prepared for people to challenge me — and as long as it's a cooking contest, I won't lose."

"What if someone doesn't want a cooking contest with you, but wants to compare fists and feet instead?"

"Uhh — then I'll need Broly-san to cover me."

"Alright, if anyone wants to use force to cause you trouble, I've got your back. But in return, I also need your help."

"What kind of help, Broly-san? You tell me."

"Nakiri Erina hopes I won't expose my true level as a cooking beginner, but this is a cooking school, and cooking matters will definitely be unavoidable in the future. I need you to help cover for me."

"No problem. You cover me in force, I'll cover you in cooking."

Soma Yukihira raised his fist, and Broly bumped fists with him, then patted the youth's shoulder.

"Alright, you can go take a bath now."

Tadokoro Megumi's presence had already left the bathroom.

", how come you're here?"

On the way back, Tadokoro Megumi encountered Soma Yukihira and couldn't help but exclaim.

"He also lives on this side of Polar Star Dormitory, and happens to be on the same floor as us, right on the other side of your room."

Broly actively introduced Soma Yukihira's situation.

"Hello."

The youth greeted her, full of vigor.

"You————hello too."

Tadokoro Megumi, on the other hand, wore a bitter expression on her small face; she didn't want to get involved with this kind of super troublesome figure at all.

The girl returned to her own room, while Broly went to take a bath together with Soma Yukihira.

In the bathroom, Soma Yukihira looked at Broly's developed muscle groups, which were like bedrock, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva and say: "Broly-san, your physique, one look gives a person a great sense of security."

"If you want it, you can train yourself too."

"How would one train to get a physique like yours?"

"Very simple, just maintain a high-intensity exercise lifestyle."

"Specifically?"

"Move a distance of a few percent of a light-year every day."

"Broly-san, you really have a sense of humor when you speak."

"I'm serious."

Looking at Broly's dead-serious face, Soma Yukihira showed an awkward yet still polite smile, and didn't continue this topic.

"After washing up and coming out, I feel refreshed all over, just my stomach is a bit hungry. Also don't know if this remote place has anywhere selling food."

Soma Yukihira said while touching his stomach that had started to growl.

"Don't even think about it, there isn't any."

And Broly directly gave a negative answer; he had seen clearly from the sky that besides mountain forests and trees, there was nothing near this dormitory.

"Stomach hungry? Don't worry, we're just preparing to hold a welcome party for you all."

Just at this time, the ceiling partition was suddenly pried open, and a strange youth poked his head out from above, and spoke to the two people on the corridor.

"No way, a ghost!?"

Soma Yukihira was scared.

"It's a person, just don't know why they'd drill through the floor partition."

Broly had long since detected the other party, so he wasn't that surprised.

And regarding his overly bland reaction, Isshiki Satoshi couldn't help but look over curiously.