JUST A CRASH - BUTTERFLY CROSSING

21. News

Orange opened his lunch box. Due to its large shape, it was impossible for the other staff not to see it. Even if they eat, they are curious. How could that simple orange come carrying a multilevel dining box.

Only the local people know how much the supply box in the hands of Orange. The dining box is made of wood that is polished with special techniques. The shape of the tree and its flowers appear using pyrography. From the same craftsman, in the production also series Mikia, Mikiala, Mikita, Mikiyo, Mikki, Mikkie, Mikko. The one in the hands of Orange is the Mikkiya series, although this model is the most often found, to get it is still difficult.

Not to mention when it was opened, the contents were so beautiful, the menu was like a supply box from a luxury restaurant.

“Waaah..., Jingga-san, did you make it yourself?” Ryoko is an elderly staff who just joined last week. He who had eaten was hungry again to see the appetizing food order in the box. She doesn't know much about Jingga—just know she's an overseas person. But because Orange helped her a lot, the girl did not hesitate much when chatting.

“I doubt it.” Yuka beside him frowned. One of the menus in the box is a traditional meal. Orangutans abroad. He knows the orange best. The only local food ever made was rice. Anyone can possibly make tempura, but black cod seasoning miso? How do you think about the menu?

He rarely thought of making it.

“Varian this menu... has definitely been set up for a long time.”.

“True also.” As tireless employees, they will spend time sleeping rather than making a complicated lunch. Many of them also buy or eat at home.

Oranges have certain criteria for eating them. For fear of trouble, he often brought his own provisions.

“The man made it?” Most of them know about the orange that the local man approached blatantly. Plus the man ikemen as well, even if there are those who do not see directly, they have heard the news. Ryoko herself had heard of it.

In this place, the most interesting thing besides the anecdotes of their elderly patients, the news about employees is also equally interesting.

The orange that was researching the contents of the dining box was stunned to hear Yuka's apron. His face then reddened in an instant, provoking the cries of those around him.

“Maa, Maa. You guys are so underworked to tease Jingga-san.” The break room door was opened, and their supervisor immediately moved the employees who had time to work to return to their respective posts.

“Jingga-san, do not forget to share the gift if it is already made. That's tradition here.” But before returning to work, the supervisor did not forget to also tease.

The orange just smiled and started eating. Sometimes people here can be very indifferent but when it is close, keponya not much different.

Listening to the comments from the other staff just now, surely Shuji woke up very early to prepare this menu?

His eyes should have blackened so.

He who initially objected became excited to spend his lunch. Even though her stomach was not strong, thinking about Shuji, she seemed to be able to eat all the way to the bottom of the box.

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Ding!

[Orange: My stomach is full.]

[Photo]

Shuji who received the message was of course happy. Seeing an empty lunch box until the crumb is not left, is the best award for him.

But he could not ignore the input from the Orange.

[Shuji: Tomorrow I will cook less.]

[Till: Do it again tomorrow?]

[Shuji: Of course.]

The orange reading it refused but stopped. Shuji will always follow the will of the Orange if it cannot be done.

Instead, when Shuji insisted on tolerable things, Jingga had trouble resisting.

But he also couldn't let Shuji get up early to prepare a lot of servings like this. He shared some of it with the new one.

[Till: Then tomorrow use my lunch box.]

[Shuji: Hmm ☹]

[That is: There was food that I shared with others.]

[Orange: My usual lunch box has already passed the portion.]

[Shuji: Did you share it?]

[Corporate: Divided only a little.]

[Shuji: Tomorrow I make a lot so that I can share it with others, how?]

Shuji had not thought at all of himself who would be exhausted. He just wanted to show off his relationship with the people around this time.

While the Orange across holds its throbbing head. Why is this guy getting so ugly? But strangely enough, the orange is even more able to read Shuji clearly.

[So: I want you to cook for me.]

[So: Of course I can share your cooking with others.]

[Also: But once in a while, it won't be every time.]

Shuji reads it like an arrow of a god of romance from afar until his body is thrown into the clouds.

“Hehehehehe.”

[Shuji: okay.]

Shuji gets a sudden inspiration and he instantly types a new draft for his next article.

[. If you are experiencing this, do not worry. The ingredients on the menu that I wrote will not lose their pure taste. If you have never tried the cuisine of Country T, you can try this. Even if you are primitive about this food, you will surely fall in love with its taste.

For tomorrow, I will make a simple menu from Country I. You know country I? No? Ahems. I made this menu based on my neighbor's request…. I told you about my neighbors, right? My favorite menu is white mushrooms. And I will try to recreate this menu to surprise my neighbor.]

Shuji typing length.

Not finished in the first article, he continued it to the second article. His blog mostly contains about food in interspersed with daily activities.

He also read every comment that varied—one of them caught his attention.

_KokiJouen: Boss since you talked about your neighbor, some of the ingredients on the menu seemed to be changed. I almost never encountered the raw materials [pig] and sake.

Shuji raised his eyebrows and continued reading.

_KokiJouen: I'm sure you're not vegan because you're still cooking chicken and beef. I don't know if you've heard of [halal] food; I tried it while playing to the middle east and now I bring one of his employees here to run my restaurant, hahahahaha! Boss, try playing at my restaurant and sample the menu!

[Map]

Shuji checked the location and saw it not too far from where it was. He could have gotten to changing one train. From there he walked.

“Hmmm.” Shuji inspects the surrounding location, there is a recreation area and there will be a winter festival in the coming week. Shuji becomes interested in making it his next date spot.

After replying to comments and replying to incoming emails, Shuji stops and moves on to create a dinner menu. He counted the time until Orange came home.

At five o'clock, Shuji restores the kitchen. At the counter there are two portions of food that are still warm. The other one is put in a container to be delivered to Orange.

Shuji immediately went to take a bath to remove the smell of cooking and preening. Handsomely he came out of the apartment to pick up Orange at the stop.

When Jingga got off the bus tired and tired, her eyes were filled with a brilliant view. Shuji stood under the stop poetically, under the dim lights and the sky that began to darken the man stood tall. His black eyes looked softly around.

The gaze then stopped to Orange, which made the woman beat her heart.

“Okaeri.”

An orange that was still a few steps away from Shuji could read the man's lip movements even though he did not make a sound.

With cheeks flushed red from coldness and embarrassment, Orange countered when she was already standing close.

“Tadaima..?” Ugh, why is it so embarrassing? I've gone mad.

They really look like a couple…

Hearing Jingga's reply, Shuji couldn't help but smile. Under the twilight light, the smile blossomed alone, amidst the cold.

The orange heard the sound of his heart beating faster. So close to his ears, replacing the noise of the crowd around him.