Chinatown - Chapter 7
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bakemonoremyLocation: Garden Terrace Kitchen
Keito: I can’t believe it was all just a misunderstanding. What an unforeseen turn of events.
I guess there’s no need to continue making these steamed buns. After all the trouble I went through making that delicious dough, what am I supposed to do with it now…
Sora: ………..
Keito: ...Hm? What’s the matter, Harukawa.
If you’re done here, you’re free to leave. Or is there still something you want to tell me?
Sora: Can Sora help you with them?
Keito: Huh? Help me with what, the steamed buns?
Sora: Yes. Now that Sora’s stomachache is all better, he’s feeling hungry!
So you see, Sora feels like eating steamed buns. Sora is going to help as best as he can, so can’t we make them together?
Keito: ...Hm, so that’s what you mean. Well, I already heard that you really like Chinese steamed buns.
I’m already halfway through preparing them anyway, and I can’t let the ingredients I received from the transfer student go to waste, either.
Alright, Harukawa. Let’s finish making the steamed buns together.
Sora: Yes! Sora will do his best so they’ll turn out yummy!
Keito: Yeah. By the way, Harukawa, can you cook?
Sora: No, Sora has never really cooked before! But he’s sure they’ll turn out well as long as we make them in a pretty “color”~!
Keito: A pretty color…? Are you saying you want to dye the steamed buns?
Sora: No, that’s not what Sora meant! Let’s make white, steaming hot buns that have a pretty “color”!
Keito: I have no idea what you’re saying, but whatever. As long as we keep sticking to the recipe, we’ll probably be fine.
Look, the dough finished rising while we were talking. What do you think, didn’t it turn out pretty well?
Sora: Wah~, it’s all fluffy and puffy ♪
Keito: Phew, measuring the ingredients gave me some anxiety, but it seems to have gone quite well.
Alright, let’s jump right into it. Harukawa, can you divide this dough into pieces?
You can reference this photo to see how big the pieces should be. In the meantime, I’ll keep working on the filling.
Sora: HaHa~! Understood, Sora is gonna pull this dough into pieces!
Keito: Yeah, I’ll leave it to you. And when I’m done with the filling, we’ll wrap it in that dough.
Guess I’ll start by chopping these onions.
Sora: ...There!
Keito: Uwah, what the hell! Something white just flew over here! Is this… dough?
Sora: There! And there!
Keito: H-Harukawa! I said to divide it into pieces, but I never said you should fling them across the room! What are you even doing that would make it fly everywhere like that?
Sora: HiHi~♪ Tearing up the fluffy dough was so much fun that Sora got a little carried away. Sorry.
Keito: ...Well, it’s not like I can’t empathize with that. If I may say so myself, I made quite the outstanding dough there.
But you shouldn’t make food fly everywhere. It’s fine because I managed to catch it all so far, but be more careful from now on.
Sora: Oka~y, Sora is going to be careful not to make it fly everywhere~.
Keito: Hm, I see you’re controlling the amount of force you’re putting into it now. Alright, then I’ll finally chop these onions...
...Gh.
Sora: HuHu~? Kei-chan-senpai, are you okay?
Keito: What’s this all of a sudden? I’m chopping the onions with no problems at all.
Sora: But Kei-chan-senpai, there are tears in your eyes. Though Sora doesn’t see you giving off a sad “color”?
Keito: ...Don’t mind that. I’m just tearing up because of the onions. But thanks to the tears, my field of vision is getting all blurry. If this keeps up, it’ll interfere with the cooking process…
Sora: In that case, Sora is going to wipe your tears ♪ ...There!
Keito: Hey wait, cut it out! Don’t even try to touch my glasses with your hands covered in flour!
Sora: Kei-chan-senpai, please let go. Sora can’t wipe your tears like this~.
Keito: Give me a moment, I’ll take off my glasses first. And you, go wash your hands. You got some flour on my face.
Sora: Hm~, but Sora wasn’t the one who got that flour on your face, it’s been there this whole time.
Keito: What!? You should’ve told me sooner! Since when? Don’t tell me it’s been like that since I weighed out the ingredients…?
Tsumugi: Excuse me~. Sora-ku~n, are you okay?
Makoto: We came running because we heard Hasumi-senpai’s voice all the way outside… Harukawa-kun, is he scolding you again?
Maybe he found out you were running in the hallways on your way here after all…?
Uwah. You’re both completely covered in flour, what on earth have you been up to?
Keito: Hm? Aoba… And Yuuki, too. Did you come to check up on Harukawa?
Sora: HeHe~♪ Senpai, Yuuki-sensei~, don’t worry~. Sora is making steamed buns with Kei-chan-senpai ♪
Tsumugi: Aah, I guess that means you managed to clear up the misunderstanding. That’s great ♪
You never came back, so I was starting to worry if you managed to get your point across. But I guess there was really no reason for concern.
Makoto: ...Hrmm, don’t you think we should be a little concerned about that, though?
Keito: I can’t believe it was all just a misunderstanding. What an unforeseen turn of events.
I guess there’s no need to continue making these steamed buns. After all the trouble I went through making that delicious dough, what am I supposed to do with it now…
Sora: ………..
Keito: ...Hm? What’s the matter, Harukawa.
If you’re done here, you’re free to leave. Or is there still something you want to tell me?
Sora: Can Sora help you with them?
Keito: Huh? Help me with what, the steamed buns?
Sora: Yes. Now that Sora’s stomachache is all better, he’s feeling hungry!
So you see, Sora feels like eating steamed buns. Sora is going to help as best as he can, so can’t we make them together?
Keito: ...Hm, so that’s what you mean. Well, I already heard that you really like Chinese steamed buns.
I’m already halfway through preparing them anyway, and I can’t let the ingredients I received from the transfer student go to waste, either.
Alright, Harukawa. Let’s finish making the steamed buns together.
Sora: Yes! Sora will do his best so they’ll turn out yummy!
Keito: Yeah. By the way, Harukawa, can you cook?
Sora: No, Sora has never really cooked before! But he’s sure they’ll turn out well as long as we make them in a pretty “color”~!
Keito: A pretty color…? Are you saying you want to dye the steamed buns?
Sora: No, that’s not what Sora meant! Let’s make white, steaming hot buns that have a pretty “color”!
Keito: I have no idea what you’re saying, but whatever. As long as we keep sticking to the recipe, we’ll probably be fine.
Look, the dough finished rising while we were talking. What do you think, didn’t it turn out pretty well?
Sora: Wah~, it’s all fluffy and puffy ♪
Keito: Phew, measuring the ingredients gave me some anxiety, but it seems to have gone quite well.
Alright, let’s jump right into it. Harukawa, can you divide this dough into pieces?
You can reference this photo to see how big the pieces should be. In the meantime, I’ll keep working on the filling.
Sora: HaHa~! Understood, Sora is gonna pull this dough into pieces!
Keito: Yeah, I’ll leave it to you. And when I’m done with the filling, we’ll wrap it in that dough.
Guess I’ll start by chopping these onions.
Sora: ...There!
Keito: Uwah, what the hell! Something white just flew over here! Is this… dough?
Sora: There! And there!
Keito: H-Harukawa! I said to divide it into pieces, but I never said you should fling them across the room! What are you even doing that would make it fly everywhere like that?
Sora: HiHi~♪ Tearing up the fluffy dough was so much fun that Sora got a little carried away. Sorry.
Keito: ...Well, it’s not like I can’t empathize with that. If I may say so myself, I made quite the outstanding dough there.
But you shouldn’t make food fly everywhere. It’s fine because I managed to catch it all so far, but be more careful from now on.
Sora: Oka~y, Sora is going to be careful not to make it fly everywhere~.
Keito: Hm, I see you’re controlling the amount of force you’re putting into it now. Alright, then I’ll finally chop these onions...
...Gh.
Sora: HuHu~? Kei-chan-senpai, are you okay?
Keito: What’s this all of a sudden? I’m chopping the onions with no problems at all.
Sora: But Kei-chan-senpai, there are tears in your eyes. Though Sora doesn’t see you giving off a sad “color”?
Keito: ...Don’t mind that. I’m just tearing up because of the onions. But thanks to the tears, my field of vision is getting all blurry. If this keeps up, it’ll interfere with the cooking process…
Sora: In that case, Sora is going to wipe your tears ♪ ...There!
Keito: Hey wait, cut it out! Don’t even try to touch my glasses with your hands covered in flour!
Sora: Kei-chan-senpai, please let go. Sora can’t wipe your tears like this~.
Keito: Give me a moment, I’ll take off my glasses first. And you, go wash your hands. You got some flour on my face.
Sora: Hm~, but Sora wasn’t the one who got that flour on your face, it’s been there this whole time.
Keito: What!? You should’ve told me sooner! Since when? Don’t tell me it’s been like that since I weighed out the ingredients…?
Tsumugi: Excuse me~. Sora-ku~n, are you okay?
Makoto: We came running because we heard Hasumi-senpai’s voice all the way outside… Harukawa-kun, is he scolding you again?
Maybe he found out you were running in the hallways on your way here after all…?
Uwah. You’re both completely covered in flour, what on earth have you been up to?
Keito: Hm? Aoba… And Yuuki, too. Did you come to check up on Harukawa?
Sora: HeHe~♪ Senpai, Yuuki-sensei~, don’t worry~. Sora is making steamed buns with Kei-chan-senpai ♪
Tsumugi: Aah, I guess that means you managed to clear up the misunderstanding. That’s great ♪
You never came back, so I was starting to worry if you managed to get your point across. But I guess there was really no reason for concern.
Makoto: ...Hrmm, don’t you think we should be a little concerned about that, though?
