"Boom! "Where's Nogizaka" has started, MC Banana Man is here, it's painful to die at night——"
With the familiar opening remarks, the recording of today's first episode of dog fighting officially began.
When the theme of the content to be recorded by the HK3 trio was announced today, even though he had already learned about the tragedy that was going to happen today from Baiyunshan and the script, Himura still couldn't help but feel his anus tightening, and he felt like he was going to be in front of the guillotine. The prisoner's tone became a little nervous as he felt like he was eating the last bowl of decapitated rice.
"Ikuta, since this is a cooking project, you also have to participate. What do you think?"
Huahua, who was named, was full of confidence: "Last time it was just because it was my first time to play and I didn't know how to operate the induction cooker. This time I have mastered various uses of the machine, so there will be no problem!"
Himura looked stunned: "Listen to what you said, you seem to have done some cooking during this time, right?"
"Of course! Not only did we ask the members to learn how to cook, but we also let them try the food. Everyone said they have made great progress!" Bu Zinghua said proudly.
"That road may be more——"
Himura could only nod his head unconsciously, and seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. The members in the circle next to him all had dark faces, and they couldn't help but murmur in their hearts: Ichiku-chan has indeed made great progress, but this requires Compared with previous dishes, after all, compared with a pile of substances that can cause mental pollution, progress does exist, but——
Just because one bun is more delicious than the other, it doesn’t mean that the one in front is for human consumption, Himura-san!
Sure enough, the subsequent cooking scene can only be described as horrific. The four girls, Shiraishi Mai, Takayama, Ichimi Matsumura, Sayuri Ikuta and Erika, all performed very steadily. Shiraishi and Takayama were stable, skilled and delicious, while the last two were stable. Dark cuisine.
Let’s not talk about the mapo tofu made by Matsumura. The appearance is generally proportional to the taste. Just by looking at the appearance, you can feel the taste contained in it from its striking appearance. As for Miss Erika's pork cutlet rice, it looks barely good on the outside, but she can't even tell the difference between pork and chicken. After cooking it hastily, she even stuck a green grass on top of the rice, which always makes people feel uncomfortable. Does the feeling contain any special meaning——
...
By the time this cooking planning recording ended, nearly an hour had passed.
The next plans are to celebrate the members’ birthdays in July and a ghost story convention in yukata.
There is a break during which the young idols have to go to the dressing room one after another from the recording site to change clothes. After changing clothes and getting their hair styled, they return to the studio to record again.
Baiyunshan naturally had to accompany them. Of course, he couldn't go in. He just waited outside the door of the dressing room for the little idols to change clothes and come out, and then brought them back one by one. With nothing to do, he even asked Akimoto Manatsu, who had been standing at the scene to watch the recording, to accompany him there. This is mainly because I am worried that the girl's knees will feel uncomfortable after standing alone for a long time. Let her walk with him so that she can stretch her knees. If she is really tired, she can find a place to sit nearby so that it will not be too hard.
The two of them chatted without saying a word, and the girl felt slightly uncomfortable with the scenes of the recording scene just now. She seemed to have recalled some not-so-good memories, and her face was a little pale.
"Baiyun-san, are you sure that nothing will happen to Himura-san?"
Baiyunshan gave her a strange look: "What do you mean?"
Akimoto Manatsu's face was still pale, he swallowed hard, and whispered: "After I ate the food made by Ichiku-chan last time, I would feel severe stomach pain every late at night, and I felt weak all over. This situation continued. It took several days to end, are you sure Himura-san doesn’t need to wait to see a doctor?”
"Have you had stomach pain for how many days?"
Baiyunshan looked stunned for a moment, then looked around to make sure no one was leaning his head, and whispered in the girl's ear: "From the symptoms you described, are you sure it's not that one that's here, but Ikuta's cooking?"
"Of course not! Baiyun-san, you are...dirty!"
The girl suddenly glared at him with her cheeks burning in anger, and then blurted out a curse.
Baiyunshan rubbed the opponent's round head with a smile and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Himura-san has eaten it once a long time ago. If something happens, it will happen a long time ago. Why wait until now? Besides -"
"Besides what?"
The girl's head was rubbed, and her voice was vague and curious.
"Besides, even if something does happen, we have prepared the most professional anorectal surgeons in Tokyo to be on standby in the background. There will definitely not be any risks~"
Baiyunshan replied with a smile.
Akimoto Manatsu: "..."
At this moment, the door lock clicked, and the door to the dressing room was finally pushed open. A girl who had been going in to change clothes finally came out.
The two of them looked back. The first girl who appeared was wearing a dark blue bathrobe. The pattern on it was of blooming peonies and peonies, which symbolized beauty. She looked mature and noble. Her hair was tied high back, and she wore simple wooden clogs under her feet. Her skin, which was as white as snow, looked even more alluring under the dark yukata, making an impression on people at first glance.
"Ma, Ma Yi-"
Even Akimoto Manatsu on the side was stunned for a moment. It took him two seconds to realize what was happening. He approached the girl with excitement on his face, pulled up the girl's wide yukata sleeves and sighed: "Mai looks like this." Your outfit is so beautiful! It matches your temperament perfectly!"
Shiraishi Mai deliberately pretended not to be surprised, wrinkled her nose and said half-jokingly: "Is it just that the clothes look good?"
"Hehe, of course not! You certainly look better looking like Mai! Right Baiyun-san?"
Akimoto Manatsu hurriedly touched his head and laughed, and then with one sentence, he diverted the other party's attention to a certain salted fish and successfully let himself out.
Seeing Baiyunshan here, Mai Shiraishi straightened her back subconsciously, turning her head away pretending not to care, but her eyes peeked unnaturally towards this side, and snorted: "What do you think, Baiyunshan?" ?”
"Well......"
Baiyunshan touched his chin in thought, glanced at the girl, and suddenly said: "Not good."
"Not good?"
Mai Shiraishi, who was waiting for the words of praise, couldn't help but be startled, and then her eyes suddenly felt aggrieved, and she pursed her lips dissatisfied and murmured: "Why is it not good? This is a yukata that took me a long time to choose. The color and material are good. , it seems to fit very well, and I specifically asked Ichiku-chan and Sayuri for their opinions. Logically speaking, it is already the best——"
"——I mean it's not good for you to stand here, you're blocking the people who are coming out from behind!"
Baiyunshan interrupted with a helpless expression.
"..."
Shiraishi Mai paused for a moment, and quickly looked back in embarrassment. Sure enough, she saw several members looking at her silently from behind, with expressions on their faces that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Ahaha, sorry! I'll come out first -"
Shiraishi Mai quickly opened the distance to give in, and hid behind Akimoto Manatsu in some embarrassment. While touching her hot cheeks, she couldn't help complaining to the girl in a low voice: "Manatsu, you saw it just now. Yeah, why didn't you remind me earlier? Really——"
Akimoto Manatsu: "..."
