「Iyaー, our bad, Nee-chan.」
If I’m told so in such a threatening voice that doesn’t sound a single shred apologetic, I’ll be troubled, Skinhead onii-san……
But I, the chicken, am unable to respond.
In front of me, was the pot and rice cooker I forced onto my neighbor a while ago.
For some reason, I was currently taken captive and making a meal at my neighbor’s residence.
Yes, while being watched over attentively by all the people in the “Ya” business.
Incidentally, I was made to go buy ingredients. I brought the cooking utensils from my own room.
I want to tell them off in a loud voice.
Why’d it turn out this way!!??
I’m tired!
My hellish one month long business trip just ended you know!!
No, I did shout it, and they more or less understood.
Rather, they accepted my explanation.
According to their explanation, the tonjiru and white rice I gave them before leaving on my trip seems to have grasped their hearts. That is, with a rea～lly firm grip.
They, who hadn’t eaten a warm meal in a while, were deeply moved.
They said,「as I thought, it’s gotta be rice and miso soup if you’re Japanese!」and「with this I can do my best for a little longer!」
I don’t really want to think about what the people in the “Ya” business have to do their best at.
But, as a day passed, two days passed……
Withdrawal symptoms began to appear.
Yes, they craved eating warm tonjiru and rice more and more badly, they couldn’t help themselves.
「Couldn’t you have gone to (小戸屋)?」1
When I voiced out the name of a big restaurant chain store, they showered me in yells「don’t fuck around!!!!」（I unintentionally shrieked）.
「Nee-chan, do you think we’re too dumb to think of that?」
「Nononono, I wouldn’t dare!!!」
Huh, it feels like my neck is gonna rip like from before……
「Of course we went. But it was wroーng!」
「Completely wroーng!!!」
「It wasn’t even a little tasty!!!」
That sort of feeling.
Uーn, is that so? I’ve gone there too, but I didn’t think it was that bad?
But well, I didn’t not understand what they were saying either.
Eating from the meal menu of the chain store over there wasn’t bad, but more than that, eating a freshly made meal at home was many times more delicious.
It wasn’t a problem with the ingredients or other things, but just by being made fresh, the flavor was that much different.
But well…… Just because, that doesn’t mean you have to raid my house!!
「Nah, I mean I made my girl make it too, but the rice was gooey and the tonjiru was half-cooked, most of it was inedible naa」
The host-like flashy guy said.
No, I know he’s a yakuza and not a host, but……
And, to Host yakuza’s girlfriend-san, sorry for inadvertently troubling you……
And that’s how, they who were at the ends of their limits, charged my place every day and affixed those posters onto my door.
Uーn, yakuza can’t choose their methods.
But, having my apartment attacked by yakuza daily and getting posters pasted vigorously onto my door……
I wonder what kind of rumors are circulating about me.
Aahh, I don’t want to think any further than that.
While recollecting the events so far, I sampled the tonjiru.
Un, it’s yummy.
Rather, this, I want to eat it too.
By the way the menu I was making now was, as requested by the “Ya” people, tonjiru, fresh rice and natto. 2
Natto huh…… No, it’s tasty. It’ll soothe my tired body ne?
But I don’t feel like it’s something someone should serve others to eat……
Well, when I’m exhausted, I also want to eat this type of menu, so it’s fine though.
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