Ming Ke: What’s wrong with me, Gin, having several aliases?

"Matsuda, s...Mask, go in and get all the dishes out, we made a lot."

Kenji originally wanted to call him Su, but considering Su's current condition, they probably didn't want him to call him that, so he changed it to Mask.

If it's exposed so quickly, you won't see anyone trembling in fear.

"I can go alone, I don't need him!"

Matsuda Jinpei suddenly spoke loudly, with an unquestionable firmness in his voice.

As he walked towards the kitchen, he glared at Kurosawa fiercely.

Kurosawa was slightly stunned and blinked blankly. Why did he suddenly get so angry?

"Friend, I didn't offend you. Besides, wouldn't it be better if we all helped together?"

Jinpei Matsuda was not moved at all. He pursed his lips tightly and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

"I don't need your help. I can handle everything on my own."

After saying that, Jinpei Matsuda turned and walked into the kitchen. His movements were swift and decisive, like a gust of wind.

In the kitchen, a huge plate of tempura was placed on the stove, exuding an enticing aroma.

Jinpei Matsuda walked quickly to the tempura and held the plate tightly with both hands. He bet that this was definitely made by Hagi!

Just as Jinpei Matsuda was about to walk out of the kitchen with the tempura, Kurosawa also walked in.

As soon as Jinpei Matsuda saw him, he hugged Tempura tightly in his arms.

"Why did you come in? I can be alone here."

He looked at Kurosawa as if he was guarding against a thief, and slowly approached the edge of the kitchen, trying to move out, fearing that Kurosawa would steal food.

There was obvious confusion in Kurosawa's eyes. How had he offended Matsuda?

Seeing his alert look, Kurosawa shrugged, then turned and walked out of the kitchen, leaving space for Matsuda to walk out.

Jinpei Matsuda breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Kurosawa walk out of the kitchen.

He walked out of the kitchen holding the tempura like a winner.

When leaving the kitchen, Matsuda Jinpei did not forget to glance at Kurosawa with disdain again.

Kurosawa:?

What's going on with this inexplicable aura of masculinity?

Looking at Jinpei Matsuda's back, Kurosawa shook his head helplessly.

He turned and walked into the kitchen and took out the remaining three dishes.

Kurosawa placed the three dishes carefully on the table, then stood up, looked at the dishes on the table, and glanced at Matsuda Jinpei lightly.

With that shabby mask, he looks so arrogant, too arrogant.

Jinpei Matsuda looked at Kurosawa's mask and immediately got angry. Even without seeing his expression, he knew that he must look very mean.

He was unconvinced and quickly rushed into the kitchen, but there was no food for him.

Kurosawa followed curiously. He wanted to see what Matsuda Jinpei was going to do.

In the kitchen, Jinpei Matsuda was looking around for something and finally picked up a spoon.

I saw him quickly turn on the fire, add seaweed, a large pot of milk, a little oil, and eggs.

Finally add the sugar and chili for the soul.

Kurosawa blinked. He did not comment on the previous steps, but why add sugar and chili at the same time?

Jinpei Matsuda looked at the pot of unknown object and always felt that something was missing. After thinking hard for a while, he suddenly pulled out a large bag of flour from the corner of the kitchen.

Just as Jinpei Matsuda was about to open the big bag of flour and pour it in.

(ps: Flour coming into contact with open flames can cause a dust explosion.)

Kurosawa squeezed his hand in time and screamed, "What are you doing!!"

Matsuda Jinpei glared at Kurosawa and shouted, "Let me go! I can carry more plates than you!"

Kenji Hagiwara was just about to invite the two of them out for dinner when he saw Matsuda Jinpei holding something in his hand outside and took a closer look.

flour???

"Jinpei!! What are you doing!!!" Hagiwara Kenji screamed and rushed into the kitchen.

When Jinpei Matsuda heard Kenji's scream, his hands shook and the flour almost fell into the pot. Fortunately, Kurosawa kept pinching it and it didn't fall.

The frightened Kurosawa hid the flour while Matsuda was not paying attention.

Matsuda immediately became timid when he saw Kenji getting angry, and said aggrievedly: "Hagi... I can carry more dishes than him, and I can help you more."

Kenji Hagiwara's expression twisted several times. He took a deep breath and tried to make his tone sound less anxious.

"Then... why are you cooking? You can just serve something already prepared."

".....but what if I accidentally mess up what you made? You worked so hard, I don't want to waste the fruits of your hard work."

As Matsuda Jinpei spoke, he glanced at Kenji cautiously.

Kurosawa really wanted to ask, why did you just go for the explosion if you didn't want to destroy the fruits of Kenji's hard work?

Kenji Hagiwara folded his hands over his chest, stood there quietly, and was silent for a long time.

Finally, he took a deep breath, tried to make his voice not sound so anxious, and slowly asked: "Why did you put flour?"

At this time, Jinpei Matsuda was standing in front of the stove. When he heard Hagiwara Kenji's calm words, he thought Hagi was no longer angry.

An expression of excitement immediately appeared on his face, and his eyes were shining like stars twinkling in the night sky.

He pointed at the rice and seaweed in the pot excitedly and said loudly: "This is the little cake my colleague taught me to make. He said it tastes delicious, fragrant and soft."

After hearing what Jinpei Matsuda said, Kenji Hagiwara's eyes became a little dull.

A question mark slowly appeared in his head, followed by two question marks, three question marks...

"Did your colleague tell you that it was made in a pot?" There was a slight tremor in Kenji Hagiwara's voice.

There was a moment of blankness on Jinpei Matsuda's expression, his mouth slightly opened, but he didn't know what to say.

He realized that he seemed to have done something wrong, and asked stumblingly: "It's difficult... isn't it?"

Kenji Hagiwara sighed helplessly. Ever since he gave his child a knife, he seemed to have become stupid, and his IQ could not be restored.

He walked to the pot and looked at the strange mixture in the pot with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Xiao Zhenping, maybe you should not go into the kitchen to serve dishes next time."

"I am a little scared."

Matsuda Jinpei looked as if the sky had fallen: "Hagi... is it really not possible?"

"I didn't say anything about you using a rice cooker to cook eggs, but flour will explode when it comes into contact with an open flame... I'm really scared."

Jinpei Matsuda's eyes widened slightly, fear overwhelmed him like a tide, he quickly turned off the fire, then looked at Kenji and lowered his head silently.

If the man just now hadn't stopped him, would Hagi be in danger?

This terrible thought kept circling in his mind, making him feel even heavier.

"What if I can't come back this time?"

This thought was like a sharp dagger, piercing his heart.

Jinpei Matsuda's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and tears burst out like a flood, but his sunglasses covered everything.

His hands and feet gradually became cold, as if they were frozen in ice and he lost all feeling.

His face was as pale as paper and his lips had lost their color.

The pain in the memories was like a demon lurking in the darkness, which suddenly awakened and opened its hideous claws.

Jinpei Matsuda felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. It was pitch black all around him, without a trace of light.

His body became numb and he fell into a daze for a moment.

His ears began to ring, and the sharp sound seemed to pierce his eardrums.

Faintly, he could only hear the sound of his own heartbeating quietly, and the sound was so faint that it seemed like it could stop at any time.

Jinpei Matsuda's eyes were empty and lifeless, he stared blankly at the ground, as if he had lost his soul.

The phone call on November 7 kept appearing in his mind, and the moment of the bomb explosion replayed in front of him like a movie.

Kenji Hagiwara felt helpless as he watched Jinpei Matsuda bow his head and admit his mistake.

He sighed and took them out to eat.

(Please recommend some books, or give a rating. I don’t even have a rating of 5.0.)