Chapter 258 Pudding

Xiaonan thought seriously for two seconds.

I feel that things like master-disciple recognition and sharing of life stories...are not that important.

Well, at least not as important as Ms. Ugetsu's event.

After making this decision, she quickly finished her work and returned to the temporary dormitory of the Hidden Rain Village.

"Konan?"

Noticing Konan's return, Nagato, who was still checking the progress of today's activities, looked up in surprise.

"…Why are you back so early?"

He remembered that Konan also said that he wanted to take this opportunity to meet Teacher Jiraiya again?

In fact, they have been wanting to see the teacher for a long time.

But in the past we didn’t dare and couldn’t.

After all, they chose a path that was completely different from the teacher's wishes.

Although there were many opportunities later, they didn't think such meetings would be useful until they changed their minds.

No, it would be better to say that even if we met, it would only cause trouble to the teacher... and add to the sadness.

After all, if they follow the original path, they will definitely stand against the teacher one day.

If this is destined to be the ending, then "not seeing each other" is the best option for them.

In this way, at least everyone's memory can still remain in the past.

"I just think that there's no rush to meet up - Jiraiya-sensei has to work for Ugetsu-san, so he's very busy."

Xiaonan explained with a light cough.

"Everyone is working hard for this grand event, and we can always meet again in the future."

After listening to Konan's explanation, Nagato did not become suspicious - although he felt that the other person's expression seemed a little strange.

But her explanation still makes sense.

So he nodded.

“That’s right.”

He smiled slightly.

"Anyway, we can meet anytime in the future."

The world today is no longer what it used to be.

Whether it is yourself or the teacher, there is still a lot of time...so why rush at this moment?

Nagato smiled slightly.

I feel that with such expectations in mind, I wasn’t that disappointed when I didn’t get any news from the teacher this time.

After all, they still have many opportunities in the future.

Of course I will.

Konan was silent for two seconds as she watched Nagato's smile finally return.

Sure enough, the decision not to tell him the real reason was the right one.

Finally, Nagato can smile.

It’s better to let him retain a little bit of expectation and longing for Sensei Jiraiya.

It is enough for her to bear the blow of disillusionment alone.

On the other side, as night fell, the work of the preparatory team was almost coming to an end.

After the meeting, Yu Yue watched everyone else leave, raised his arms and stretched.

Although the subordinates who came to the ninja world are quite capable, a project is a project, and the necessary experience is indispensable.

After all, although the ninjas are capable, being capable does not always equate to being worry-free - such as the previous doubling of customer flow.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The curly-haired boy smiled and placed the 'comfort item' in front of Yu Yue.

"Hmm? Do we serve pudding in the restaurant?"

Looking at the pudding that was still shaking slightly in front of her, Yu Yue blinked in surprise.

“Not from the restaurant.”

The boy said this and raised his hand to scratch the back of his head as if embarrassed.

"I made it - didn't Miss Ugetsuki want to eat the pudding on the flyer before?"

He was talking about the picture on the restaurant's flyer that he saw on the way here - a seasonal pudding will be released in a few days.

Just because they had other things to do, they had to give up.

Seeing that Miss Ugetsu seemed really eager to eat it, Uchiha Shisui took note of it.

Then, while he was free during this period, he sent his shadow clone to a nearby master to learn some skills.

“Although I didn’t find that many fruits and they didn’t look very good, I think the taste is still okay.”

Of course, Uchiha Shisui had arranged for people to taste the snacks made for Miss Ugetsuki in advance.

——As for the fact that some people are afraid of pudding because of the "tasting", that is another matter.

"You did it?"

Yu Yue blinked, but didn't react for a moment.

It was true that she had thought about eating the limited edition pudding on the way - mainly because the variety of desserts in this world was quite monotonous.

The methods of making more complex or unusual snacks are mostly in the hands of the private chefs of daimyo or nobles.

Or something like yokan.

That’s why the milk tea and ice drink shops she opened are so popular. It’s not because her flavoring is so exquisite (of course, the flavors she developed later are all very good), but simply because the variety of desserts in this place is too monotonous.

That's why Yu Yue suddenly felt a little greedy when she saw a place making pudding.

But that's just a thought.

After all, work is more important. How can a momentary desire for food be compared to her cornucopia... She means the activities that she and the ninjas have worked so hard to organize.

In the end she had forgotten it herself, but unexpectedly Shisui still remembered it now and went to learn it himself.

When Yu Yue looked at the pudding again, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she even felt that the pudding seemed to be glowing slightly.

"Try it."

Uchiha Shisui said this and handed her a small spoon.

"Then I'll start."

Yu Yue scooped a spoonful and put it into her mouth.

"……How about it?"

The curly-haired boy looked nervously at the girl in front of him.

This kind of tension and anticipation is actually a very new feeling for Uchiha Shisui.

Although there may be some self-boasting in it, Uchiha Shisui has always been a quick learner since he was a child.

Whether it's ninjutsu or anything else, basically you just need to watch it twice and try it twice.

Even if he doesn't do it perfectly or not as well as others, he won't take it too seriously.

After all, there is always someone better than you.

There are many people who are better than him.

But it’s different when facing Miss Yu Yue.

He didn't want to see the other person disappointed.

“Mmm…delicious !”

Yu Yue didn't mean this as a compliment, but she really thought the pudding was delicious.

Even among all the desserts I have eaten in the past, it ranks among the top three.

Whether it is the smooth taste or the rich egg and milk aroma.

"I didn't expect you, Shisui, had the talent of a pastry chef."

Although pudding is not a very difficult dessert, it takes some talent to make it with just the right texture and taste.

And she didn’t know if it was Yu Yue’s illusion, but she always felt that this pudding was very much to her taste.

It’s hard to say whether it’s the texture or the taste… Anyway, the combination makes her particularly like it.

"Really? That's good."

Uchiha Shisui patted his chest.

"It would be great if Miss Yu Yue likes it."

He watched with a smile as Yu Yue finished all the pudding he made bite by bite.

"If that's not enough, there's more."

"Um?"

Yu Yue became interested when she heard this.

"How many more?"

"Hmm... five or six. After all, it takes a lot of ingredients to make one, and I won't make just one or two."

——That’s right.

"good."

Yu Yue slapped her face.

"I'm motivated now - let's finish reading these reports and then go have pudding together."

To be honest, I have often heard bosses promise to eat at five-star restaurants or private dishes during celebration banquets.

But at that time, she just clapped and said some compliments for the sake of face, but unlike Pudding today, she didn't really feel that she had replenished her power and had new motivation.

——Maybe it’s because it’s really to her taste.

"no problem."

The boy smiled and immediately bent down to help her organize the documents around her.

But his mind turned to other things.

If Miss Yu Yue thinks five or six are enough, then what should she do with the remaining refrigerator pudding?

If it's pudding, especially for Miss Yu Yue, then of course it's impossible to make only five or ten.

In fact, Uchiha Shisui made an entire refrigerator.

These were prepared just in case Miss Ugetsu really wanted to eat more.

Plus, he wasn't sure if Miss Ugetsu would like it, so he made a few different versions.

But now that he was sure that Miss Yu Yue really liked the version he thought was most likely, the others could be disposed of.

As for preserving it - how could Miss Ugetsu eat something that had been stored for such a long time?

If you want to eat it, of course it’s made freshly!

Anyway, with the shadow clone, it’s very fast...ah, speaking of this, I really have to thank the great man who invented the shadow clone technique!

Ah, as for the disappearance of a large amount of eggs and milk in the kitchen... well, this can only be regarded as one of the unsolved mysteries of the "Hana House".

On the first day, as time went on, a large number of tourists once again poured into the 'Flower House' which served as the main venue.

With yesterday

With the wonderful performance, people are all looking forward to today's selection.

And to say something different.

That is, after a day of competition yesterday, most of the audience had their own favorite players.

Although the concept of "support" is still quite vague.

Specifically, people's "support" is actually quite broad.

For example, "No. 3's voice is my favorite! No. 15's emotions are so sincere that I am moved! But I also like the way No. 48 screams at the top of his lungs..."

——Support several like this at once.

Their ideas are also very simple.

Rather than supporting just one contestant who unfortunately gets eliminated, it is better to cast a wide net and catch more fish.

If we support a few more people, some of them will make it to the end.

That’s right!

Looking back now, they were the ones who had a keen eye for talent and supported the winner from the very beginning!

In contrast to this kind of "universal love", there is another type that only supports one player.

This type of audience is mostly the relatives and friends of the contestants.

For example, on this side of the stands, there were people in uniform holding up huge signs.

"You are the only one! You are the strongest!"

"Damn it! Our sign is smaller than theirs!"

The yellow-haired girl who was sitting opposite her punched the guardrail in front of her.

"Sister, please don't damage other people's public facilities."

The boy next to her looked at the guardrail in front of her worriedly.

"What? Now is the time to worry about the guardrails!?"

The girl, Temari, turned around and grabbed her brother's collar. Then she looked happy as if she had discovered something.

"Kankuro! You brought the puppet, right? Take it out now!"

"I have brought it...but what are you going to do?"

Kankuro looked at his sister warily.

"This is the venue... Even if you want to kill them, please think twice! You will be caught by the guarding ninjas."

He obviously thought that his sister was going to get rid of their huge sign by killing the people on the opposite side.

"What are you talking about!"

Temari said as she slapped him on the back.

"I asked you to unfold the puppet, and then we put the banners and signs

Use the puppet's steel cable to hang on the guardrail in front, isn't it bigger and cooler than they look? "

You can only hold it up, but we can use the guardrail to unfold it!

The most eye-catching support is still us!

Kankuro: ...I don't think puppets should be used like this.

But even if he thought so in his heart, how could he say no under the power of his own sister?

Kankuro had no choice but to reluctantly unfold his beloved puppet and let it fulfill his sister's plan.

On the other side, in the preparation room, the red-haired boy blushed uncontrollably when he saw this scene.

Brother and sister, this is... too exaggerated.

Especially since the people around him were still discussing something, the boy couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Whose family member is that?"

"Let me see, do you have a number?"

"It seems not? But is the name written on it?"

"Gaara... should it be Gaara? What a strange name."

That’s what I said.

"But, look at that banner - this man named Gaara must be deeply loved by his family."

If the feelings are not really deep, how can one do such a thing?

Hearing this, Gaara's face turned redder and redder. When he used the number plate he had just drawn to cover his face, even his ears were completely red.

No, no, I have to concentrate.

Gaara took a deep breath.

——It will be his turn soon, he needs to concentrate on the script.

Gaara took a deep breath, then followed the guide to get his script.

For the sake of fairness and impartiality, and also to test the contestants' on-the-spot reaction abilities.

Everyone's 'performance clips' were distributed according to their number tags just before going on stage.

Therefore, before this, people had no idea what they were going to perform.

This time, Gaara happened to draw a position in the first group and was the first person to perform on stage.

…This caused him to miss the opportunity to build resistance through other people’s fragmentary content.

The red-haired boy, unknowingly, opened his own 'plot clip' in front of the microphone.

Let me see, first of all...

yes……