Uneasy daily life

"Unyielding! Undeterred by setbacks! Where there's a will, there's a way! Even idiots can succeed!" The black-robed, masked man dropped the pretense and spoke in Yui Yuigahama's voice, clenching his fists and pumping air with a "ha-ha-ha" sound. Then, pointing at the now-messy omelet rice, he shouted, "Become even more successful! Win! Win! Win!"

Yui Yuigahama was motionless; she was probably dead.

Thanks, I'm already thinking of sneaking out to the toilet.

Hachiman Hikigaya broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's Uncle Shiro!" Chitanda Eru exclaimed in surprise. "How did you become a chef?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it. So, this guest—"

The black-robed, masked man gave up and solemnly lifted the lid in front of Chitanda Eru: "The 'Pop-Pop Surprise Explosion' omelet rice you ordered!"

Instantly, an overwhelming aroma filled the air. The golden rice, coated in egg and stir-fried in a little oil until it was neither too dry nor too soggy, along with the shrimp with their light yellow shells and sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms, created a fried rice dish that enticed both delicacies. A cone-shaped omelet topped the fried rice, emitting an irresistible fragrance. As the lid was lifted and the rice was shaken, the golden egg yolk wobbled slightly.

A knife gently slices open the omelet, and the egg skin slides down smoothly, covering the fried rice. The rich, oozing egg liquid flows naturally on the surface, making one's mouth water. As the egg liquid spreads, a cooked egg yolk stands on top, adding a touch of class.

Chitanda Eru exclaimed slightly in surprise, "Wow, Uncle Shiro's cooking skills are amazing! I can never make omelets like this..."

I'll send you a copy of the recipe later.

The black-robed, masked man smiled kindly, then turned to face Oreki Houtarou: "This customer ordered a regular omelet rice, right?"

Houtarou Oreki stiffened slightly: "Hmm."

Uncover.

On a clean plate, a white egg lies horizontally.

Was it any surprise? Oreki Houtarou remained calm, thinking of it as getting acquainted with how to get along with Chitanda's father.

Hachiman Hikigaya chimed in, "Boiled eggs? And rice?"

The black-robed, masked man smiled and used his knife to pry open the boiled egg. The egg split open instantly, revealing no yolk, only a grain of rice that was barely visible against the white.

"Please enjoy the most basic omelet rice."

Oreki Houtaro: "..."

Chitanda Eru interjected, "Uncle Haku, you haven't recited the magic spell for me yet!"

"This is easy." The masked demon appeared kind and gentle, pointing to his niece's omelet rice and reciting in a clear and solemn voice, "Academic success, dreams come true, life is joyful, sincerity remains undiminished! It tastes good, right! Yay! ... Hmm? What are you doing?"

Chitanda Eru pushed her plate next to Oreki Houtarou's plate, deftly swung her rice spoon, and cut her deluxe omelet rice in half. With a few quick movements, she scooped one half onto another plate.

“I can’t finish all of this. The omelet rice that Oreki ordered doesn’t look like enough. Let’s share it.”

Stealing a chicken but losing the rice?!

The black-robed, masked man froze, then straightened up—Impossible! I, Uncle Bai…

"Hey."

Chitanda Eru scooped up the egg yolk, placed it over, then thought about it with a bit of a troubled expression. She put down the spoon, clasped her hands together, clapped her hands at Oreki Houtarou's omelet rice, and earnestly prayed, "I hope the omelet rice will taste better!"

puff--!

The black-robed, masked man appeared to have been struck by an invisible arrow.

"Uh……"

Houtarou Oreki couldn't help himself; his cheeks twitched slightly, and he raised a hand to pinch his bangs: "Isn't that a gesture you make when praying at a shrine..."

"I'm more familiar with this, so hurry up and eat." Chitanda Eru, oblivious to his presence, scooped up a spoonful of omelet rice. "Mmm... Uncle Bai's cooking is really amazing."

"That's right! Back in the day, your uncle and I were eating street food..."

The black-robed, masked man revived at lightning speed, speaking eloquently, never forgetting to present his demonic face to Oreki Houtarou.

Houtarou Oreki asked, "Ahem, where's Hachiman's omelet rice?"

Hikigaya Hachiman: “?”

"Hmm? What do you mean?" The black-robed, masked man raised his voice. "Isn't the food your niece Eru gave you good enough? You want to covet what others have in their bowls? I think you, this thorn in my side, are fickle and change your mind all the time. You don't seem like a good person..."

Houtarou Oreki tried his best to remain calm. He figured it would be better to hide behind Chitanda if he encountered Haku's Uncle White form in the future.

Hikigaya Hachiman silently lifted the lid of his omelet rice, his eyes twitching slightly as he looked at the words "ketchup" on it—"Silly brother, I was worried about you. Have fun and come home on time!" Komachi's spell!

Hmm... this overcooked rice, this slightly burnt egg crepe, this completely failed omelet...

Isn't this the first time Komachi made omelet rice for himself? He even gave her some serious feedback, encouraging her to do better next time!

What a terrible minister! What did you and Komachi talk about?!

Hachiman Hikigaya kept eating with his rice spoon, he had no choice but to finish it. What kind of torture is this, the "bitterness of remembering sweet food"?

Amidst the lively chatter of a large group of people, two overlapping voices suddenly came from the doorway.

"Bai Jun, I'll have an omelet rice."

"Give me a bastard omelet rice!"

Yukino Yukinoshita and Kazuka Toyohama were standing at the door.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Maid Competition?

"Eggs are a high-quality, inexpensive, and filling source of protein. Without protein, there is no life. Humans cannot live without protein, just as a fatal flaw cannot exist without a last meal."

"People all over the world love eggs, and there are countless ways to cook them. Besides the usual frying, stir-frying, boiling, stewing, and deep-frying, eggs can be added to flour to make desserts, or made into batter to coat meat. Eggs are such a versatile and indispensable ingredient!"

"Without a doubt, the freshest and most efficient way to absorb it is to crack open the eggshell and pour the raw egg directly into your mouth. The eggs used to make omelet rice are the most suitable sterile eggs for eating raw, with less fishy smell, high nutrition, and are very healthy!"

Bai Ying pointed to the two raw eggs on the table and said earnestly, "Matchstick Man, do you think what I said makes sense? If it does, then put down your spoon first..."

Pointing the spoon at Bai Ying's nose, Feng Bin and Hua sneered, "I ordered omelet rice, what do you mean by pulling out two eggs?!"

Bai Ying corrected, "There's only one egg for you, the other is for the hero. Didn't you all order food?"

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded slightly, picked up an egg from the table and handed it over: "Then, Haku-kun, please demonstrate how to eat an egg raw."

“I don’t eat raw or cold food except for cold dishes,” Bai Ying said confidently. “Anyway, I have now resigned from my position as head chef at the coffee shop and am currently a tourist at the cultural festival. If you two want to order omelet rice, please ask the waiter over there. I’m too lazy to run back and stir-fry it.”

The two immediately focused on the last sentence: "You've only just arrived, and you're already too lazy to even toss the food?"

Upon hearing this, Yukino Yukinoshita tapped her palm with the rolled-up paper tube, just about to bring up the old story again, when suddenly a thought flashed through her mind. She squinted at the white figure with a righteous and stern face... Come to think of it, she had a few more opportunities to have the white-kun cook for her.

Five, six, seven, eight, nine?

Bai Jun probably has his own way of calculating, and the number of times might not match his own thoughts. Maybe one day he'll casually take the bread Bai Jun offers, take a bite, and then this guy will announce with a clatter that the promised agreement has been fulfilled.

Perhaps... more than the promise itself, I hope this promise will never be fulfilled.

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced subconsciously at the rolled-up calligraphy paper in her hand, swallowed back the words that had just come to her lips, and simply said, "That's a real shame."

The white figure stretched out his hand: "Lend me one hundred million yen."

Yukinoshita Yukino: “?”

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Feng Bin and Hua rolled their eyes. "If I lend you 100 million yen, do you even know how to spend it?"

"I don't know," Bai Ying said matter-of-factly. "I mainly want to experience what it's like to be someone's boss—how about I borrow the stick figure?"

"climb."

Feng Bin and Hua's words are concise and to the point.

As it turned out, the two new guests clearly had no intention of trying raw eggs, so Bai Ying could only regretfully put the two eggs away: "This is my wages earned through my labor..."

Feng Bin and Hua's eyes lit up: "Two eggs are enough to make you come and do whatever you want?"

Bai Ying pondered for a moment and said, "When the 'Deadly Chef' poisons Hachiman, Hachiman is expelled from the family by Komachi, and Komachi marries Yui Yuigahama, you will be able to wake up from your dream."

Toyohama Kazuka: "?"

What a complicated and chaotic love triangle!

Yui Yuigahama felt insulted: "Shiro! What do you mean by poisoning? I can already make cookies that amaze Dad!"

Hachiman Hikigaya was slightly agitated: "How could Komachi kick me out of the house? The possibility the department head gave is too absurd."

"Is it absurd?" the white figure asked curiously. "If the Deadly Chef were to become Komachi's apprentice and learn culinary skills, his status would be above yours and the floor. He could command Hachiman at Komachi's behest and easily control you, right? Do you think you can disobey Komachi's orders?"

Hachiman Hikigaya leaned back, what a wicked scheme?!

Yui Yuigahama looked thoughtful. "Huh? So there's such a way?"

A group of Da people chatted and ate omelet rice.

"Phew, so spicy, so refreshing, so delicious..." Kita Yuyo said with surprise as she drank her water, "I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so amazing."

The white figure scoffed, "The ingredients are subpar, otherwise you wouldn't have had a chance to speak at all."

"I've never actually encountered food so delicious that I'm speechless," Kita Ikuyo said curiously, looking at the others. "How was your omelet rice?"

"Ummmmmm!"

Nijika Ichichi chewed on her omelet rice and gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

With her eyes closed, Yamada Ryo scooped spoonfuls of omelet rice into her mouth: "As long as you can't see, it tastes like inhaling the crunchy fruit pieces when you drink milk tea."

Bai Ying proudly stated, "By carefully removing the small eyes from the saury and then slowly frying them in light oil, you'll achieve this crisp texture..."

Yamada Ryo: "I can't hear you, I can't hear you, I can't hear you..."

"Uncle Bai, remember to give me the recipe later, I'd like to study it."

Everyone expressed their approval, except for Oreki Houtarou, who remained silent and ate quietly.

Bai Ying frowned: "Why is our trusted nemesis silent? Could it be that the simple food doesn't suit his taste?"

The answer is → Hey! You snobbish, materialistic person! Blah blah blah...

The answer is no → Hey! If you think it's delicious, why don't you praise it? You're so unreasonable! Blah blah blah…

Houtarou Oreki decisively chose the third option and calmly said, "I'm really looking forward to Chitanda's omelet rice."

Chitanda Eru tilted her head: "Huh? Then once I've learned it, I'll invite Oreki-kun to try it out."

The black-robed, masked man remained motionless, casting a gaze as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Yukino under the snow has a subtle feeling of seeing someone familiar.

"Hmm, I suddenly have a subtle feeling of being with an elder?" Ijichi Nijika asked curiously, "Could it be that you are close in age but different in generation?"

“No, no,” Chitanda Eru shook her head. “Uncle Bai and my uncle are very good friends. They’ve known each other for a long time. According to etiquette, of course I should call him Uncle Bai.”

Under the table, a foot kicked the white figure's shin, and Feng Bin and Hua raised their eyebrows in dissatisfaction: "So, where's the omelet rice?"

"Go away, what kind of stray dog ​​are you?"

"Huh? What are you saying..."

Bai Ying opened her mouth and muttered in a flowery tone, "Tsk, I feel like I'm not very familiar with the others, so I can't just interrupt. I might as well cause trouble for Bai Ying..."

Deadly series of kicks!

The white figure dodged and weaved, casually expanding the attack range: "Why not learn from the hero, calmly remain silent, and use actions to set up a powerful AT field around yourself..."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "#!"

"Ta-da! The best way to improve a relationship is definitely to do something special together!"

The maid suddenly interjected, "Would anyone be interested in trying on a maid outfit?"

"Oh? Is that okay?"

I want to give it a try!

"Well……"

"interested in!"

The bustling noise subsided, and everyone turned to look at the white figure who had spoken.

“Sir, I know you’re very interested in your friend wearing a maid outfit…”

"Am I not allowed to wear a maid outfit?"

The maid hesitated for a moment: "Next is the butler café, where we have male butler uniforms..."

The white-clad figure suddenly stood up, raised her hand and removed the ghost mask. Her expression was gentle, and a serene smile played on her lips, making her face seem delicate and tranquil: "Someone like me, can I even wear a maid outfit?"

The maid couldn't quite connect the other person's face with what had just happened: "Uh, it seems alright?"

"So, what if we add this?"