Chapter 69: Why do you have mashed potatoes too!

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Mid-December comes.

The climate is also getting colder and colder, walking around the campus, the bare tree trunks on both sides of the road are also covered with white frost color, and the cold wind is like a knife across the cheeks of every passing student.

To say that the cold wind in winter also belongs to the self-penetrating damage, slipping into the neck without noticing.

But even so, there are still a lot of young girls bare legs or just wearing a warm stockings, freezing knees are red, but still do not intend to change down the skirt, the old Japanese tradition, it is no wonder that so many Japanese people get old cold legs.

Noon.

A group from the Discovery Club also met for lunch.

The main reason was that the clubs would soon be celebrating the Cultural Festival, and each club would have to come up with an event that would attract students from different grades to come over and play, and the student council side had said that they would also prioritize future clubs for funding based on popularity, in order of precedence.

Each club receives a decent amount of club funds every semester, and most of these rare and unusual things in the classroom were slowly accumulated by the former minister through the funds, and so far they have never lost a single one of them, and Sakurajima Apricot treats them as if they were treasures.

“Aoi …… hasn’t come today?” Takahashi Midu asked when she saw that he was late.

“Well, he took today off, saying that it’s Lina’s first day of elementary school, and because of her special situation, she needs her family to go and accompany her for three days, and he won’t be able to come tomorrow or the day after.”

Listening to Hayakawa’s explanation, Takahashi Mito nodded lightly.

Getting back to the point, what exactly should we organize for this Discovery Club event?

Takahashi Midu thought for a moment and suggested, “Maybe we could do what we’ve done in past years, and make some simple challenges, like blowing out candles and getting prizes for more than five, or maybe displaying some of the club’s never-before-seen things for other people to see?”

“Uh, will this be too boring?” Sakurajima Apricot frowned at Hayakawa on the side.

“It seems …… like a little bit.”

Hayakawa said in a thin voice.

“So what do you guys think we should do?”

“I think …… we should get a snack or something, right?” Sakurajima Apricot gives a suggestion.

“What kind of snacks? Do we still have to do the cooking?” Takahashi Midu questioned.

“No, the existing ingredients simply processed will be fine, let’s say ……” Sakurajima apricot sight slowly too high in thought, finally sight back, said, said

“Mashed potatoes.”

“???” Takahashi Midu’s head was suddenly filled with questions, “You, what the hell are you talking about!”

These days her life was basically on a collision course with mashed potatoes, every other day the stuff would show up, and she was literally on the verge of becoming obsessed with the sight of the floppy, flopping mashed potatoes herself.

“Don’t you know? It’s this thing ah.” Sakurajima Apricot then untied the dishcloth and lifted the bento box, which was filled with none other than mashed potatoes.

“Ah! This, this!” Takahashi Mai couldn’t believe her eyes, how come Sakurajima’s mid-day meal was also mashed potatoes!

“Why are you so surprised, didn’t Aoi tell me that he gave you a lot of potatoes too, and you haven’t eaten them yet? Let me tell you, it tastes pretty good.” Sakurajima Apricot narrowed her eyes back at the flavor.

Takahashi Mito looked at the mashed potatoes in her bento box and her brow began to tighten more and more.

How many people did that guy give potatoes to!

Takahashi Mito smiled awkwardly and said, “It did taste okay, so you got it too ……”

“Eh! It’s not just me, Ryuusakura got it too oh, did you follow her Facebook friend, she did post an update oh.” Sakurajima Apricot opened her phone and quickly turned up a dynamic on Facebook.

“I’m sure potatoes are perfect for mashed potatoes.”

Hello!

Why are you making mashed potatoes too!

Obviously there are so many ways to do potatoes, why do they all make mashed potatoes!

And why are all the potatoes from Aoi?

How many potatoes did his country grandfather send him? A whole truckload?

Takahashi Mai was having trouble understanding it all and even felt a slight headache, looking at Sakurajima Apricot eating mashed potatoes with a face of enjoyment, she couldn’t help but lean towards Hayakawa beside her in disgust, “Hayakawa, let’s both share the bento ……”

“Uh, yeah.”

Takahashi Midu opened her bento, it contained an egg roll she had lovingly made this morning, grilled sausage, fried loose eggs, served with two small chicken thighs that had been marinated, and finally some cauliflower, rice with some chopped nori on top to spice it up, and it looked pretty good overall.

“What about you Hayakawa, what did you do?”

“Oh, I made mashed potatoes.”

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Takahashi Mito sat up violently from the bed with a strange cry.

A faintly bright light shone in through the opening in the far curtains, and when she touched the top of her head, it was full of sweat.

That, that was a dream ……

False alarm.

She let out a long breath, the dream hadn’t been horrible.

She probably won’t want to see any ingredient similar in color or even shape to a potato in front of her again for a short while!

After her mood gradually returned to calm, her gaze slowly turned her head to land on the bedside table as well.

At that moment there was a bowl and saucer on the nightstand, and the pile of yellowish objects in it instantly made her eyeballs quiver.

There’s a sticky note at the bottom that says:

“Today’s breakfast is potato salad.”

Ahhhhhhhhhh!

Takahashi Mito sat up on the bed and let out an unmistakable miserable scream from his mouth.

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Evening.

Aoi Natsuki because the family is out of cooking oil, go out to the nearest convenience store to buy oil, recently because the design side of the money earned is not bad, quit the convenience store part-time job, was actually very unsuitable for the night shift, although met less customers, but inevitably will meet the female customers pestering, and now can be on the Internet to temporarily rely on the design of a little extra money, has been considered God to reward their own mouth to eat.

After coming out of the convenience store, he was shivering from this big cold wind, just then, he heard a meow, looked along the source of the sound, and didn’t see a cat, and upon closer inspection, he realized that it was a black cat.

Black cats had different symbols in different parts of Japan, some foretelling misfortune and some foretelling good fortune, and the brownish-yellow pupils of the cat looked straight at him and purred towards him once more.

Aoi Natsuki glanced at the ham sausage in the bag, then pursed her lips and slowly walked over.

But the black cat turned into the side corner, and Aoi Natsuki peeked her head out to see that the black cat was standing in front of a pole, licking the fur on her body with her tongue.

Seeing that it wasn’t running anymore, Natsuki Aoi walked up and peeled open a ham sausage in the process, wrenching a section and placing it not far from it.

But the black cat didn’t seem to be wary of him, and immediately followed and began to eat the ham hocks.

At that moment there was a roar in my ears, like the sound of a motorcycle.

Turning his head, it was really a motorcycle slowly coming up to him.

In the car was a very hot female in a leather jacket, her face invisible in a helmet.

The light from the headlights illuminated the road ahead.

The female in the car rolled down as well, and Natsuki Aoi noticed that she was still wearing a one-piece one-piece leather jacket.

Putting down the bottom bracket, he walked straight towards his face, and at the same time took off the helmet on his head, revealing his true colors.

“Sakura, Sakurajima?!”

Wearing a tight black leather jacket, Sakurajima Apricot lifted out the long hair tucked into her neck, her long black hair cascading behind her, her face still with the same heart-stopping smile, her right hand index and middle fingers together, waving it forward, “Yo!”