The caller ID showed a completely unfamiliar encrypted number. Yushan Kazuto frowned, but still chose to answer the call. "Are you back from Hokkaido?" The voice of Yayoi Hayama came from the other end of the phone. "I just got back. Is there something you want to talk to me about?" Yushan Heren felt a little strange. How could Yushan Yayoi, who was busy giving speeches and shows all day, have time to call him? "Isn't your birthday next week, so I'll take some time to celebrate it for you?" Yayoi Hayama's voice was carefree, and it was hard to imagine that such a person was actually a member of Congress. "Time, place." Yushan Kazuto said very briefly. He didn't take a shower last night, and he didn't take a shower after exercising this morning. Now he just wanted to rush into the bathroom and take a good shower. "Seven o'clock in the evening, Vittorio's cabin." …… Vittorio's Cabin. The name may make you think that this restaurant is not very attractive, but in fact, it is a genuine high-end Italian restaurant. The two of them sat in a corner of the restaurant, with no other customers around. The closest person was a girl wearing an eye patch, sitting three tables to the right of Yushan Kazuto. She was lying on the table, playing with some cards in her hands, and no one knew what she was doing.
Without having to worry about walls eavesdropping, Kazuto Hayama and Yayoi Hayama were a little more relaxed in their conversation. "I didn't expect that the cabinet minister who was on TV yesterday and called on the public to protect the environment and reduce waste would take the lead in breaking the promise between himself and the public today." Hayama Kazuto looked at Hayama Yayoi and smiled. Sayuri Sawamura was right when she said that Hayama Yayoi was a shameless politician. "Aren't agreements meant to be broken? If everyone kept their promises and obeyed the law, wouldn't the police be out of work? If all 270,000 police officers in Japan were unemployed, how much employment pressure would that cause?" Yayoi Hayama was very confident and didn't take his boasting on the talk show yesterday seriously. In fact, he has been talking nonsense for many years. "You have transformed from a politician into a joke teller." Yushan Heren smiled and took a bite of the appetizer bread. "In fact, there is no need for you to make a show everywhere. Japanese politics needs politicians like you. As long as you are alive, even if you are a mute, you can become the third minister of the cabinet before the age of 45." "Oh, don't say that. Even if what you said is true, what I did at least made those people feel disgusted. I just like the way they can't stand me but can't get rid of me." Yushan Kazuto shrugged, not wanting to waste time on this topic with Yushan Yayoi: "By the way, how did you know I went to Hokkaido?" A look of relief suddenly appeared in Yayoi Yuyama's eyes, as if she was lamenting that her pigs had finally learned to dig up cabbages: "Mr. Toumori and Sister Sayuri showed me a photo." Hayama Kazuto didn't know why Hayama Yayoi could be so thick-skinned, and she said the words "Sister Sayuri" so smoothly. "I didn't expect that after more than half a year of not paying attention to you, you would actually take girls out for a trip. You really are quite like me back then!" Hayama Yayoi patted Hayama Kazuto on the back like a buddy and laughed. Yushan Heren pushed him away, only to feel nauseous. "Although you are young and energetic, your dad still wants to remind you. Some things should be done in moderation! It is enough to take one girl with you when you go out to play. If you take three girls, even if you can handle it physically, you will not be able to handle it mentally. You can just take them out to play three times!" Looking at Yushan Yayoi who was mumbling, Yushan Kazuto felt that he was inciting juvenile delinquency. In addition, he seemed to remember that there were four girls in the photo. [Mei, have you been ignored again? ] "I just met them by chance in Hokkaido." "I understand, I understand, it's just a fateful encounter!"
…… "My dear guests, your Florentine steaks are ready." The waiter brought a huge steak, which stopped the verbal battle between the two. This piece of steak weighs 1,600 grams, which is four times the size of an ordinary steak. A large T-bone runs across the middle of the steak. The four-centimeter-thick beef is oozing with fat, making one's appetite whet at the first sight. "I'm gonna start now." "The taste is a little different." Yushan Heren cut off a small corner and chewed it carefully. "Well, usually the burnt part tastes a bit woody, but today it tastes crispy." Yayoi Yuyama also nodded. Today's steak tasted like half Wagyu and half Chianina beef. “It’s quite rare to make Chianina beef taste like Wagyu beef.” "Chianina beef has just the right amount of marbling. Although it doesn't have the melt-in-your-mouth texture of Wagyu beef, it has a lot more texture when eaten, making it perfect for steak. But this Florentine steak combines the best of both types of beef, which is really rare." "It seems that Mr. Gallegrini's cooking skills have improved again." Yushan Kazuto cut off a long strip and tasted it carefully. "I hope he doesn't improve, otherwise you won't be able to find such authentic Florentine steak in Tokyo." At the same time, Gallegrini was walking out of the kitchen with a tall woman wearing an apron and holding a A steak, both of them looked unhappy. "Ms. Touka, after you finish your work, please place it on the sous chef's counter instead of at the food pick-up counter," Gallegrini said in his not-so-authentic Japanese. "I'm very sorry, Mr. Gallegrini. If the guests are dissatisfied, I will take all the responsibility." Touka Takanashi said sincerely while wearing an apron. "In fact, I am also responsible for not showing the steaks to the two customers in advance. You don't have to be too nervous. These two customers are regular customers of the restaurant. I am also their friend. As long as you are sincere, it shouldn't be too difficult for you." …… "Hey, Gallegrini, my friend!" Yayoi Yuyama saw Gallegrini, walked over and gave him a big hug. "Hayama-kun, my friend!" Gallegrini patted Hayama Yayoi on the back. The girl next to her glanced at Touka Takanashi, twisted her body, and tiptoed to a table farther away. "Mr. Gallegrini, is it buy one get one free on steak today?" Yushan Kazuto did not stand up. He looked at the steak held by Touka Takanashi from a distance and said with a smile. "I'm sorry, my two friends. Miss Juhua and I came here to apologize to you." Chapter 92 Are You the Messenger of the Invisible Boundary? "So, the steak we are eating is actually cooked by your disciple, Miss Kotori?" "Yes, I'm very sorry, this steak is what Mr. Gallegrini cooked." Tohka Takanashi presented the steak in her hand. The charred crust and overflowing butter are indeed Gallegrini's style. Cut a piece and the cooking temperature is just right. When I tasted Touka Kotori's steak before, I didn't feel any problem with the cooking temperature. After comparing, I felt that the cooking temperature was not as good as before. One can't help but sigh, Gallegrini is really worthy of his reputation as the chef of fire. "As expected of Gallegrini, his control of the heat is absolutely superb." Yayoi Yuyama couldn't help but praise.
"Mr. Yushan, as long as you are satisfied." Gallegrini took off his chef's hat and bowed slightly. "I'm very sorry for disturbing the two guests' meals today. To express our sincerest apologies, all of your expenses today will be borne by me and Shihua." Although he is an Italian chef, Gallegrini is more like a Scottish man, straightforward and serious, whoever is responsible should bear the responsibility. In his opinion, the responsibility for today's accident should be 50-50 between himself and Touka Kotori. "No need, Gallegrini. We are making a profit by being able to taste two dishes with different flavors while only paying the price of one dish." "Hayama-kun, the motto of Vittorio's Cabin is to never let any guest eat imperfect food. If you insist on paying, I'm afraid I will have to fire Miss Juuka." Gallegrini frowned. If someone else said this, it might be a joke, but Gallegrini was definitely serious when he said it. "Chef Galai, have you never tasted Miss Kotori's cooking?" Yushan Kazuto said lightly. "The teacher tasted it last week and found that I still lack the control of the timing." Before Gallegrini could speak, Tohka Takanashi spoke first. "Shihua's control of the heat is indeed a little lacking. She still needs practice." "Chef Gallais should taste it himself." Yushan Heren took a new knife, cut a small triangular piece, and placed it on a small plate. "Although I don't know how good Ms. Kotori's other dishes are, I think this Florentine steak is pretty good." Gallegrini looked at the beef on the plate, put on his gloves, pressed it gently, felt the texture, and then put it into his mouth. His teeth were like blades, cutting it carefully, and a look of enjoyment gradually appeared on his face. "With this texture and this flavor, I admit that this is a qualified dish." Touka Takanashi opened her mouth, a little incredulous. Gallegrini was a strict person, and it was not easy to get his approval. "Jukka, with your current cooking skills, you can become the assistant chef of Vittorio's cottage." Gallegrini said with a little emotion that he didn't expect that the chef apprentice who came just a few months ago has now grown into a qualified chef. …… After giving a few instructions, Gallegrini returned to the kitchen to continue preparing other dishes, while Touka Takanashi was stopped by Yayoi Hayama and stayed. "Actually, I came across this dish by accident. It was dinner I prepared for myself and my sister. My sister didn't like the burnt smell of Florentine steak, so I tried to remove it. I didn't expect it would actually change the taste of the steak." Tohka Takanashi said modestly. "I'm sorry for eating your dinner." Yayoi Yuyama smiled. "It's okay, I'll just prepare a new one." Tohka Takanashi shook her head gently. Two "gurgling" sounds were heard at an inopportune time, and Tohka Takanashi blushed instantly. She didn't expect that her stomach would be so uncooperative. The other voice came from the girl wearing a white eye patch. Yushan Kazuto looked over and saw that she was holding her belly and occasionally looking back. When she saw Yushan Kazuto looking at her, she hurriedly turned her head back. "Ms. Kotori, is that your sister?" Yushan Kazuto asked, blinking. When Rikka Takanashi heard Yushan Kazuto mention her, her whole body tensed up. She couldn't control it for a moment and her stomach growled again. "Well, her name is Rikka." Touka Takanashi lowered her voice. "Rikka?" Yushan Kazuto remembered the Rikkatei they had just visited a few days ago.
"Why is she wearing an eyepatch?" As soon as he asked this, Yushan Kazuto knew he had said the wrong thing. Whether the other person wears an eye patch because of an illness or simply to look cool, it is a very private reason, and it is always impolite to ask like this. "I'm sorry, I can't answer this question." As expected, as Hayama Kazuto had guessed, Touka Takanashi did not answer, so Hayama Kazuto could only change the subject: "In Hokkaido, Rikka means hexagonal snowflakes." When Rikka Takanashi heard this, she suddenly sat up straight, expecting Hayama Kazuto to continue speaking. "Does Rikka's name have such a meaning?" Touka Takanashi blinked and immediately became interested. Touka Takanashi's birthday is February 10th, hence the name Touka, while Rikka Takanashi's birthday is June 12th. Touka Kotori had always thought that Rikka's name was just like her own, and was only related to her birthday. But after hearing what Hayama Kazuto said, it seemed that was not the case. “每 Every snowflake is unique, and correspondingly, Rikka is also unique. Your parents should hope that she will become a unique person, right?" Touka Takanashi shook her head: "I don't know." My father passed away more than two years ago. A year after his death, my mother also disappeared in the vast sea of people. Before her father passed away, Touka Takanashi lived a carefree and somewhat heartless life, and did not have to think about these little things at all. But after her father passed away, the heaviness of life made Touka Takanashi breathless, and she had no time to think about these messy things. Rikka Takanashi stood up. Touka didn't know the origin of her name, but she herself knew it. "Rikka means snow crystals! Rikka, remember, every snowflake is unique, and Rikka wants to be a special person like a snowflake!" Thinking of what her father said to her that winter, Rikka Takanashi finally took the first step. "You, are you the messenger of the invisible boundary?" Rikka Takanashi walked up to Kazuto Hayama, took off her eye mask, revealing an eye with orange-yellow contact lenses. Chapter 93: The Evil King's True Eye and the Deadline God of War Looking at the girl dressed in Gothic style in front of him, Yushan Kazuto blinked: [Invisible boundary line, what is that? ] "Emissary, please follow me. This space and time has been imprisoned by the Holy Adjuster of the Invisible Boundary Management Bureau. The power of the Evil King's True Eye cannot be fully exerted. It can only delay the Holy Adjuster for a period of time. Please go to the Alpha Star Ring and wait for me!" Yushan Kazuto was confused. What is the Holy Coordinator? What is the Alpha Ring? This Rikka Takanashi's Chuunibyou seems to be even more serious than Touma Sanae. "Rikka, this is a restaurant, not home." Touka Takanashi looked at Rikka and reminded her coldly. "Holy Counselor, I am here, so you can't try to deceive Mr. Messenger! The original form of Dark Zex - the Spear of Eternity!" The pitch-black long-handled umbrella shot out like a dragon, attacking Takanashi Juka. However, Takanashi Juka seemed to be used to it. She lightly pulled and snapped, and her left hand turned into a knife, and with a strike at Takanashi Rikka's wrist, she snatched the umbrella away. "My original black Zekes!" Takanashi Rikka suddenly covered her right eye and took a few steps back, her expression looking extremely painful: "Messenger, hurry up, I will completely release the power of the Evil King's True Eye! The entire block will be razed to the ground!"
The umbrella handle hit Rikka Takanashi’s head, and she immediately squatted down holding her head: “It hurts, it hurts, it hurts…” "I'm sorry, my two guests. Rikka..." "Ms. Kotori, your sister is very cute. Unlike my kid, who has been mature since childhood, I don't feel very real as a father." Yayoi Hayama is indeed a politician. With just one sentence, she not only eased the embarrassment, but also showed her Versailles attitude without making a fuss. "Thank you, Mr. Hayama." Touka Takanashi replied politely.