Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

Take a bite of a tomato that is so ripe that the skin is almost bursting, and the aroma and heat locked in the tomato flesh will spread in your mouth at the same time.

That’s right, that’s exactly what I felt like when I ate it before!

"Tomoko, these mini tomatoes are really great. They are like boiled eggs with concentrated flavor."

"Right? But I didn't add any extra seasoning. I simply put tomatoes, bread and soup into the ceramic plate."

"Really? That's all?"

"Hmm, it's worthy of being a tomato specially made for cooking. The texture is completely different after heating, and the flavor hasn't been lost at all."

"Tomatoes for cooking? Are there still such things?"

"Yes, I seem to have forgotten to tell Sosuke-kun when we were picking tomatoes yesterday. This variety of tomato is called "Sicilian-rouge", and it was just developed and put on the market in recent years."

The two had a balcony fight yesterday before picking mini tomatoes.

At that time, my wife's mind was completely occupied by pleasure, and of course she forgot about this matter completely.

"So what's the difference between regular tomatoes and tomatoes used for cooking?"

Ginjo Sosuke was full of curiosity about this new ingredient with excellent taste, so he continued to ask his wife.

"Well, to put it simply, it's easy to process. Even if you cut it on a cutting board, it won't leak water."

“Since there is no excess water, it will not deform even if heated, and the aroma will be concentrated and remain whether it is boiled or roasted.”

Tomoko Matsumoto describes the characteristics of tomatoes used in cooking.

My wife particularly emphasized how delicious they are when cooked, probably because she doesn't want to use them in salad anymore.

"Is that why Sister Tomoko doesn't like to eat them raw?"

"Not really, it's more of my personal reasons."

"Generally speaking, if someone makes this kind of dish, you would think that the person who made it really likes to eat tomatoes, right? But actually, my aversion to raw tomatoes started when I was a kid."

"That's it..."

"If it wasn't for Sousuke-kun's suggestion yesterday, I might never have used raw tomatoes to make salad."

Ginjo recalled that his wife's expression was really conflicted, but that "Sicilian-rouge" tomato was obviously delicious even if eaten as is.

The slightly hard flesh and refreshing taste with less sourness are no problem for Yincheng.

Not only are Sicilian-rouge tomatoes delicious when eaten raw, they also retain their flavor when cooked.

That's right, the refreshing tomatoes become twice as delicious after being heated. The ingredients that look like fruits are transformed into the main dish, which can be said to be a sudden transformation of a monster.

And it seems that they really don't release much water as my wife said. Even when heated so hot, the onion broth didn't turn red at all.

This is in stark contrast to their owners who are very good at producing fluids. The best proof of this is that a large area of ​​the bed sheet is soaked after every exercise.

Ginjo Sousuke couldn't help but start sipping the clear soup and testing its taste.

The moisture rich in tomato aroma did not flow out at all, but was firmly locked in the tomato skin. The heating also increased the concentration of the tomato itself, bringing out more sweetness.

As a result, these specially modified tomatoes make the whole soup taste very rich.

Knowing the difference in the taste and properties of tomatoes, Yincheng almost felt that it was a waste to eat them raw before.

"I don't like eating them raw anyway, so it's more cost-effective to grow some varieties that taste better when cooked."

"But I'm also trying to change this bad habit of mine. If Sousuke-kun wants to eat raw tomatoes in the future, you can always go pick them."

Despite this idea, Tomoko Matsumoto actually prefers not to eat tomatoes raw at all, but instead chooses to heat them to allow them to show their true potential.

Since we specially planted "Sicilian-rouge" tomatoes that are suitable for heating, of course we would want to cook them all before eating.

This is in line with my wife's approach. There is no waste of food and it is very reasonable.

"I am so willful at my age. It's really unacceptable."

Matsumoto Tomoko shook her head in front of Ginjō and chuckled at herself.

"No, there are so many edible ingredients now, everyone must have their own preferences, it's no big deal."

"I'm the same way, actually. I hate raw onions. Whenever I eat burgers outside, I have to ask the waiter not to add onions. But if they're cooked, there's absolutely no problem."

People who hate raw onions are enjoying the delicious soup with onions added. Ginjo's strange preference is similar to his wife's.

"Huh? So Sousuke-kun is also like this?"

Tomoko Matsumoto rarely uses raw onions in cooking, so she had never noticed this. Now that she heard Ginjo talk about it, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"Yes, so I think Sister Tomoko should stop making things difficult for herself sometimes. There is no need to force yourself to eat something you don't like."

There is no need to force yourself to eat something you don’t like, but you have to eat something you like in a hard way. I guess that’s the truth, right?

The wife repeated this and that silently in her mind. For some reason her throat seemed to react as well and she swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in succession.

"By the way, Sister Tomoko's baked soup with tomatoes and bread is really delicious. If you want to add more cheese, it will definitely be more delicious."

"Ah, then do you want to help Sosuke-kun add more?"

"Okay, I'll add a big one then."

Ginjo handed the plate to his wife with a satisfied look on his face. She turned back to the kitchen and sprinkled a generous layer of cheese on it.

"Huh, it really tastes better after adding so much cheese!"

As expected of a boy in his prime youth, Ginjo finished off the baked onion soup twice as fast as his wife.

"It's been a while since I had such a hearty meal early in the morning. I'm full, Sister Tomoko."

Ginjo patted his bloated belly and leaned back in his chair comfortably.

"That's great. Sousuke-kun is young and in great shape, so he should pay more attention to eating."

“Eating fresh vegetables at all three meals is as important as remembering to lock the door and not oversleeping.”

Matsumoto Tomoko said with a smile as she cleared the empty plates.

"Hmm? What does that mean?"

"This is a famous saying of my family. They have been telling me this every day since I was a child."

"Oh, Sousuke-kun, we don't have time to talk about this. If we don't leave now, we'll be late."

When the wife raised her head, she happened to catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall, so she hurried him along.

"No problem, Sister Tomoko, there's plenty of time, because my class today only starts from the second period."

Ginjo Sousuke waved his hand, indicating that it was not a big deal.

That’s right, he is different from those junior high and high school students. He has much more freedom in his courses.

"Eh? Why didn't you tell me earlier? If I had known, I would have let you sleep a little longer."

"College students are really cunning. So what are you going to do with this free time, Sosuke-kun?"

Matsumoto Tomoko smiled coquettishly, as if she was asking Ginjō this question deliberately.

"That's true. We can't waste such a good morning time."

Yincheng and his wife's eyes met, and he quickly found the answer from her flashing eyes.

"Sousuke-kun is full, but I don't think I'm full yet..."

Although Tomoko Matsumoto drank some yogurt as an appetizer, she always felt that something was missing as a main meal.

If I could add some sausages and eggs or something, I think I could feed her.

"It seems that Sister Tomoko has a good appetite today."

Ginjo stood up and walked around behind his wife, whispering in her ear.

"I can't help it. Every time I'm with Sousuke-kun, I seem to become like this..."

The warm breath tickled Matsumoto Tomoko's earlobe, and her whole body trembled.

"Haha, then I am the culprit?"

"In this case, I can't just stand by and watch."

Yincheng suddenly bent down and held his wife horizontally in his arms with a quick movement.

"Am I getting heavier again, Sousuke-kun?"

Tomoko Matsumoto leaned softly on his chest, like a coquettish cat.

"Sister Tomoko hasn't even eaten enough, so how can she be so heavy? It's time to feed her. Make sure you eat more this time."

Yincheng strode back to the bedroom with his wife in his arms and started a new round of soul communication.

"We're really going to be late now."

Ginjo came out of the bathroom after a quick shower and wiped his hair with a towel. Matsumoto Tomoko watched him all the way to the entrance.

"It's all my fault, Sosuke-kun, for pestering you so early in the morning..."

The wife thought about it carefully and realized that except for eating and sleeping time, she had hardly allowed him any rest since last night.

"Haha, it's okay. Sister Tomoko made so many delicious dishes, she deserves some reward. Just consider it as our return of favor."

Hearing Ginjo's answer, Matsumoto Tomoko was truly grateful.

Being able to exchange my cooking for his delicious food is such a great deal no matter how I think about it.

Ginjo put his feet into the large leather shoes placed at the entrance. I guess only athletes would have such a size? They were really huge.

"Shall we go to the balcony together to pick vegetables and cook in the evening?"

He bent down slightly to adjust his shoes, and when he looked up he met his wife's eyes again.

"Okay, I'm ready anytime if Sousuke-kun doesn't mind."

"Great, I'll be leaving now, Sister Tomoko."

"Yeah, bye, Sousuke-kun, be careful on your way."

Ginjō smiled with a face that could be said to be that of a youth idol, then gently kissed his wife on the lips and immediately ran out.

His energetic look was so bright that his wife could hardly open her eyes.

Ah, he must be very popular in school, right?

Even after graduation and entering society, he will definitely become more and more popular among women.