78 78 Angels Cooking Class (1/2)

”Cooking Class by the First Mahiro -!

Zhou didn't even try to hide the trouble he seemed to have in the millennium, when he declared with rhythm and momentum that even BGM, like a cooking show that could be done in a few minutes, seemed to be flushing.

A midday cooking class was held on the first day of the Golden Week. The venue is Zhou's house.

The reason is that it's a simple, midday and millennial place to get together and get the circumference in.

Thousand year old houses can't make a scene because they have a thousand year old family, and midday houses settled into Zhou's house because they were reluctant for Zhou to enter.

A thousand years old wearing an apron said, ”No!” and thriving alone. At midday he was similarly wearing an apron and smiling bitterly next to a thousand years old.

”Instructors are invited to Midday the Vertebra!

”I'm not inviting you, I'm inviting you to this house.”

”And the poisonous taste… guests are invited Mr. Cho Fujimiya, who is twice as loud for flavor”

”It's weird. And this is my house.”

”Nori, I'm sorry. No more.”

I just haven't been able to keep up with the millennial tension since morning.

The current time is after 9 a.m.

The cooking class for lunch meant we were supposed to meet at this hour.

I don't mind, but I wake up for the sake of sleep, so I have a thousand year old tension.

”... sorry, in the morning...”

”No, that's fine. I can get you to make lunch. Well, keep an eye on what's weird about a thousand years old.”

I don't trust you.

”Don't forget your Valentine's record...?

I won't forget the taste of the chocolate she planted with pranks.