The young tame of the head of the Zen monastery is the six-eyed next door

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Riho Zenin skillfully pulled out two roasted sweet potatoes from the fire that still had a faint spark, and wrapped them in tin foil. She cut a large hole in the sweet potato with a knife, poured a layer of honey over the steaming, soft golden filling, and put the spoon on the two children who were sitting under the porch drinking tea.

Zenyuan Heyi doesn't like bitter tea, and she often wants to drink medicine, so she shouldn't drink more tea. So in order to prevent Heyi from being so bored to drink milk, when he was thinking about how to improve this matter, he suddenly remembered the milk tea that the international student from the UK in his class had brought them to taste-

There is a tea aroma, but the taste is still mellow and milky, maybe it should be okay?

After getting the milk tea formula from a classmate I hadn't seen for a long time, and then asking the pharmacist at home, saying that it didn't matter if the concentration of the diluted weak tea was a little bit and that as long as I didn't take the milk tea to deliver the medicine, it would be fine, and Zen Riho tried to cook milk tea for Zen Yuan Heyi.

Since then, most of the tea that Zen Yuan Heyi said is milk tea. Moreover, Gojo Satoru and Tsurui are children of the same age, and Riho Zenin thinks that children should like this drink, so they don't change to normal tea.

Since he was a child, he has lived in an old house deep in the mountains like Tsurui in Zen Temple, and Satoru Gojo, who is going out for the first time today, really likes this light brown milk with the fragrance of tea. It's much better than the sweet-tasting milk in Gojo's house, and he'll have to do the same when he gets back.

"How is this milk made? Do you add tea and sugar? Because the six eyes were consumed too much, Gojo Satoru, who urgently needed to replenish sugar, quickly drank the cup of milk tea in his hand.

He Yi, who once cooked milk tea in the Zen courtyard and knew the steps, blinked: "This is called milk tea, boil the sugar first, then pour the milk and tea leaves into it and cook it together, and finally filter it." "

As he spoke, Riho Zenin happened to come over with a roasted sweet potato. Because he was used to getting along with Tsurui, Riho Zenin smiled casually when he put the roasted sweet potatoes in front of the two of them, "If Satoru-sama likes it, I can tell your attendant the steps." "

Riho Zenin is not surprised at all by Gojo Satoru's curiosity about milk tea. In the ancient and conservative Imperial Third Family, it is impossible for this kind of thing that comes in from outside to be placed in front of these young masters and young ladies without special instructions.

Satoru Gojo glanced at the waitress who dared to interject while they spoke, a little surprised, but not offended: "Thank you. "

Originally, Gojo Satoru looked at him and realized that he had trespassed the Zen temple Riho, and before he could confess his sin, he heard the boy's calm words.

Some flattered Zen Yuan Risui was stunned, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and bowed down to salute: "Don't dare to be." "

After pouring milk tea for Gojo Satoru again, Riho of Zenin saluted the two of them again, and then withdrew from the corridor.

Tsurui in Zenin bit the spoon and looked at Satoru Gojo, who was slow in his every move on the other side, wondering if it was the first time he had eaten baked sweet potatoes.

After all, there are a lot of things, and I only ate them after Riho came. Satoru Gojo, who has been cultivated as an heir since birth, should only be more knowledgeable than himself. Because if some things are put in front of the mother, they will probably be evaluated as unnutritious, rude, and inadequate.

"Are baked sweet potatoes good?" Zen Yuan Tsuru asked.

Gojo Satoru's hand paused: "Not sweet enough." "

"Huh?" Zenyuan Heyi's eyes widened in surprise, the sweet potatoes sent to her now are all carefully selected and of high quality, even if they are not poured with honey, they have a high sweetness, could it be that there is a fish that has slipped through the net?

"There's honey here, too." Tsurui glanced at the white porcelain pot painted with plum blossoms on the table.

Hearing Tsuruyi's words, Satoru Gojo, who put down the spoon, and her stared at each other for a while, before realizing that there were no attendants here. Satoru Gojo, who was accustomed to waiting for the attendant to do something, pursed his lower lip, then stretched out his hand and added honey to the sweet potato himself with a somewhat awkward movement.

Digging up a part of the sweet potatoes and gradually filling them with golden honey, just as Zenin Tsuru was wondering if Gojo Satoru would be too hungry to eat, she saw him add a lot of honey to the milk tea.

"Isn't milk tea sweet too?!" Zenin Tsuru asked in shock.

Satoru Gojo, who was stirring the milk tea with a spoon, said calmly, "I prefer to eat something sweeter." "

Tsurui suddenly realized that the magazine that Riho brought back to her once said that there is a kind of person in the world who is called the sweet party. She originally thought that she was a sweet party who liked to eat cakes, but now that she thinks about it, people like Gojo Satoru should be called a sweet party!

"That greasy sweet apple candy must be a good fit for you." Zenyuan Heyi sent a spoonful of sweet potatoes dipped in honey to his mouth, and said a little inarticulately.

Because of curiosity about the celebration of ordinary people, Riho of Zen Temple once brought back an apple candy for Tsuruyi, but the pure syrup coat of apple candy was too sweet for Tsuruyi.

Satoru Gojo, who has only eaten Japanese-style Japanese sweets made at home since he was a child, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking, "Apple candy?" "

"Hmm...," Tsuruyi winked, "don't you know even this?" "

Satoru Gojo was suspiciously silent.

Although he wanted to say arrogantly, 'I don't know what', but looking at the pair of green eyes in front of him, this girl who was recognized as an opponent by himself, especially the girl who had just lost the fight, Gojo Satoru was a little speechless.

"Well, fried chicken burger soufflé, Coke Sprite pudding, you must have never eaten it. "The physical fitness is not as good as Gojo Satoru's Zen temple crane clothes, looking at the slightly dazed look of the boy in front of him, he suddenly felt that he had won back a city.

Zenyuan Tsuruyi held his cheeks with his hands, looked at Gojo Satoru and said with a smile: "That Gojo-kun is too miserable, you haven't eaten so many good things." "

Satoru Gojo, who was said to be miserable for the first time: ......

I'll eat all these things when he gets back!!

After the Gojo family left, the Zen temple called Tsurui to chat.

"What do you think of the six-eyed man of the Gojo family?"

Zen Yuan Tsurui thought about it seriously, and then said, "Arrogant, I don't think about other people's feelings, but I'm very honest, and I don't care about lying." "

When the Zen temple heard Tsurui's words, he asked with great interest, "Why do you say that?"

"Who would be a guest at someone else's house, and almost point to the host's nose and say that you are weak. Zenyuan Heyi couldn't help but roll his eyes a little when he said this, obviously still a little mindful.

No wonder there will be a fight, Zenin Naobito nodded, and the second half of the sentence is very honest about Gojo Satoru's evaluation without asking, because the child admitted that Tsurui was very powerful in front of them.

The Zen temple touched his beard and said with some emotion: "This is also a strong mentality." Because it is powerful, you can do whatever you want. Other people's eyes and opinions will not be taken into account. "

Then, he looked at Heyi, who didn't know what he was thinking, and added: "The style god envoy's technique advantage in the early stage will be greater than others, although today you are better than the six eyes, but you can't be slack." "

"Got it. Zen Yuan Crane Yi nodded obediently.