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Which one tastes better?

If the word "geng" was missing, Nomiyama would say "both are delicious" without hesitation. The presence of the word "geng" means that a winner must be chosen.

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After taking a look, he didn't hesitate and reached out to touch the cookies under the snow.

Grab a piece, put it in your mouth, chew it, and swallow it.

Mm, delicious, just the right amount of sweetness and crispy enough.

Then he reached out and grabbed Hui's plate.

Well, it’s delicious, I like it and want to eat it again in the future.

Then he reached out to Eriri's cookies, which were obviously overbaked and burnt brown.

Well, it's unpalatable as a matter of course, but that's normal. Eriri is unreliable, but it would be delicious if Sayuri were used instead.

Then he reached out and stopped.

Black coke?

He turned his gaze and looked at Yuigahama.

Yuigahama Yui turned her head away somewhat embarrassedly.

Forget it, I can eat anything that is edible, as long as I won’t die from eating too much.

Put it in your mouth, chew it, and swallow it.

Very good, pure sweet charcoal.

After eating, he looked up.

"Tell me, Nomi-san, whose cookies are better?" Yukinoshita Yukino rubbed her apron unconsciously with her fingers, but her expression remained cold.

Kato Megumi also looked at him, quietly waiting for an answer.

Nomiya looked here, then there, and finally moved his body to move over to the plate of cookies at the edge.

With a serious expression, he said, "I swear, mine is definitely the best. You can try it."

I choose myself.

"Heh." Yukinoshita Yukino sneered.

"Fukahaya is very cunning." Kato Megumi said calmly.

"Why don't you believe me? I really like my cookies." Nomiyama was dissatisfied, then took out two pieces from the plate, held one in each hand, and handed them over.

"Try it, it's delicious." He smiled brightly.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at his smiling face, reached out to take the cookie, and looked away.

Kato Megumi glanced at his somewhat happy expression, lowered her eyes, took the cookie, and quietly put it in her mouth.

After both of them took it, Nomiyama took out a cookie and handed it to Yuigahama, then moved the whole plate of cookies and placed it next to Eriri: "Eat it."

"Hmph, I'll give it a try reluctantly." Sawamura Eriri pulled the plate over, but spoke rudely.

Nomiyama didn't bother to pay attention to her. He just turned his head to look at Yuigahama, hesitated, and said carefully: "How about we change the commission?"

Yuigahama Yui was squinting her eyes, enjoying the pleasure brought by the food. Upon hearing this, she opened her eyes wide and stopped chewing.

After realizing what the other person said, she chewed quickly, swallowed, and said in a complaining tone, "What's wrong?"

Nomiyama was silent for a moment, then reached out and picked up the plate of charcoal. "You ask me? If I weren't in good health, this sweet charcoal would be enough to give me food poisoning."

"Aha." Yuigahama Yui scratched her head a little embarrassedly, then she put her hand down and said with certainty, "This is an accident! It must be an accident!"

"It can't be said to be an accident. It can only be said that Yuigahama-san chose the wrong person to learn from." Yukinoshita Yukino took two steps forward, staring at the black charcoal thoughtfully, "Of course, learning from Nomi-san won't work."

"Oh?" Nomiya raised his eyebrows.

Maybe because she is the one who knows him best in the service club, Yuigahama did learn how to make cookies from him.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at him and smiled, her voice full of contempt and helplessness: "There's really nothing I can do. I'll just show you the difference in talent between us regarding 'teaching'."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the cooking table: "Yuigahama-san, from now on, follow my steps and replicate them step by step."

"Oh oh." Yuigahama Yui hurriedly followed.

Eri Sawamura thought about it and followed him. She hadn't learned how to make it yet, so she didn't bake it well just now, and he didn't react at all after eating it.

Nomiyama looked at Yukinoshita's arrogant look and ignored her. Instead, he reached out, grabbed the cookies she had made, and started stuffing them into his mouth.

The difference in 'teaching' between them? Haha, I watched Yuigahama replicate the steps and put it in the oven.

She put in the same amount of sugar and baked it for the same amount of time, but she just made a pile of tooth-sweet charcoal. In a sense, her cooking talent has nothing to do with learning. She is simply a dark food production machine.

Putting down the empty plate, Nomiya Toshi looked around, ready to find some water to drink. He was quite thirsty after eating too many cookies.

The next moment, a plate full of cookies was handed to him.

Nomiyama turned his head to look at Hui. She had a calm expression and was just looking at him.

Okay, I’ll eat it.

Reaching out to take it, he began to chew it again.

Kato Megumi watched him take her plate, looked away, reached out, took a bottle of mineral water from the table behind him, and placed it next to him.

Nomiyama blinked and lowered his voice: "Hui is still good to me."

Kato Megumi responded calmly: "Yeah."

"Snapped!"

Yukinoshita Yukino slammed the dough onto the chopping board, then said coldly, "Yuigahama-san, remember this: you must knead the dough hard."

Um, you're hitting, not kneading...

Yuigahama Yui looked at the ferocious actions of the person in front of her, and the words stopped in her stomach and she couldn't say them.

Nomiya was at a distance, moving silently, a little closer to the door.

......

I'm so tired, so alone

"Why is this happening..."

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the charcoal on the plate and murmured, "There shouldn't be any problem with the steps..."

Nomiya lowered his head and leaned forward to smell it.

Nice, familiar charcoal, sweet flavor.

Straightening up, he sighed, "What a difference in talent when it comes to 'teaching'..."

When Yukinoshita Yukino heard his words, she came to her senses and looked at him.

The two looked at each other.

The next second, Nomiyama took two steps back, looked at the person who had landed in his original position, and tilted his head: "Yukinoshita-san, what are you doing?"

Yukinoshita Yukino said nothing, but just continued walking forward.

So one person moved forward and the other moved backward, and it eventually turned into one chasing the other in the cooking room.

Kato Megumi looked at the two people walking around the table with a deep look in her eyes.

But in the end, she turned her gaze away and looked at Yuigahama who was watching the show over there. After hesitating for a while, she said, "Yuigahama, let me teach you."

Yuigahama Yui heard the voice and looked at Kato, who seemed to have a low presence, with some surprise: "Is it okay?"

Kato Hui thought about it and nodded: "Well, it should be possible."

But she added, "However, we have to do it together. If one person can't do it, we can each take on a part, and maybe it will work."

Yuigahama Yui felt a little embarrassed: "Well, I'll trouble you, Xiaohui."

0丿樲⑵⑧⒊檪⒐

Xiaohui?

Kato Megumi's eyes moved slightly, but she did not refuse the title. She just walked to her side and prepared the materials again.

Eriri Sawamura kept staring at the two people chasing and fleeing in the cooking room, and was eager to try.

But in the end, she looked dejected and gave up the urge to chase him and step on him.

They both move so fast that I feel like I can't keep up.

Turning around, she walked towards the two people who were preparing cookies.

Well, I'd better learn how to make cookies. Once I learn it, I can show off to them.

Nomiyama walked around another cooking table and gestured for the other person to stop. "Don't chase me. We're in the cooking room after all. It would be hard to explain to the teacher if we break anything."

Yukinoshita Yukino said with a cold face: "I didn't chase you, you were the one running, I just followed you."

"Okay, then I won't run away." Nomiya stopped where he was.

"Heh." Yukinoshita sneered, walked around the table and came in front of him.

Step on.

Nomiyama looked painful: "It hurts."

Yukinoshita Yukino paused, then stepped harder.

Step on, step on, step on.

You're in pain, liar.

Yukinoshita has changed and doesn't give any face at all. Sighing in his heart, Nomiya shifted his gaze to make sure that Hui was preparing the cookies seriously.

He tilted his head, bent down, put his lips to Yukinoshita's cheek and sucked it.

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned, then the tips of her ears turned red. She looked carefully at the other three people in the room, and finally looked at him, gritting her teeth.

Here we go again.

Nomiyama looked at her angry expression and licked his lips.

So cute, I want another kiss.

Looking into his eyes, Yukinoshita Yukino's expression changed and she took a step back.

Shameless, you still want to come?

"Snapped!"

Kato Megumi slapped the mold hard and said calmly, "Yuigahama-san, you have to use force to shape the cookies, otherwise they might not fall into place."

No, you are just hitting the mold...

Yuigahama Yui forced herself to remain calm, then turned her head and looked at the two people standing opposite each other.

Could it be a... love triangle?

Eriri Sawamura looked at Kei's technique, nodded thoughtfully, and felt that she had learned it.

⒏ⅰ 缌叔叔灵散企９母

Nomiyama heard the sound, looked around, turned around and walked over there.

Yukinoshita Yukino watched him walk over there, and the urge to take out a whip and whip him rose again.

Feeling the rising malice behind him, Nomiya's expression remained unchanged.

Don't be afraid. There are several people here now, so they won't pull out the whip.

匌○弌弍②ノ╲⒊澪⒐ba

......

"Actually, it succeeded?"

Yukinoshita Yukino murmured, then looked at him.

According to the rules, the head of the service club will be the person who completes the most commissions, but Kato Megumi is not included in the bet.

jiu liu ling yi er liu er qi ling

Nomi-san took a look at the cookie, which was yellow and slightly burnt.