Natalie's cooking skills are very good. She can make ordinary ingredients reach the level that only high-end restaurants can reach. Judging from the presentation of the dishes, she has put a lot of effort into studying cooking.

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Fujiwara Yuu, as a guest, did not do anything. After helping to arrange the dishes, he went into the bathroom to wash his hands and eat. What he did not expect was that the couple was really affectionate. They even had a funny photo of the two of them on the bathroom mirror. It can be seen that it was taken during their school days, and the childishness on their faces has not faded.

Lovers from school days are the most desirable. Fujiwara Yuu has never had a lover, let alone a serious study life. The six months in the police academy was all he had.

Besides…no one falls in love in the police academy. Even if someone has feelings for someone, they won't reveal it until they've officially passed the exam. So even though Akihara Kenji frequently attended social gatherings during that time, he didn't get any chance to find a partner.

"Takashi, eat the soba noodles while they're hot. This is Natalie's specialty."

In Japan, people usually eat Osechi on New Year's Eve. Natalie originally wanted to show off her cooking skills, but Yin Dahang said that there were only three of them and it would be too luxurious to eat Osechi, so they changed it to soba noodles on New Year's Eve.

Hot soba noodles are also perfect for winter, especially after enjoying a warm meal, it is even more comfortable to have a sip of iced wheat drink.

Fujiwara Yu picked up the bowl of noodles and took a sip of the clear soup. The broth made from kelp and bonito flakes had a unique flavor. Judging from the oil floating on the soup base, chicken bones must have been added to the soup.

Handmade buckwheat noodles are smoother than those pressed by machines. The chewy buckwheat noodles burst with a unique aroma in the mouth. The delicious soup and the lotus root tempura that is cut into small pieces and still crispy make the food feel more layered.

Even the chopped green onions and grated white radish used as decoration played their due role. The slight spiciness with a hint of sweetness further elevated this seemingly ordinary bowl of buckwheat noodle soup.

After eating a large bowl of noodles, Fujiwara You felt half full. He looked up at Yin Dahang who had finished two bowls of soba noodles, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The squad leader's food intake is really proportional to his height.

"Brother Hang, why didn't you call your two classmates from the police academy this time?" Fujiwara Yu pretended to be very conscientious. Although he didn't have much acting talent, he could still tell lies of this level with ease.

Of course, this may also be because he has become thicker-skinned after becoming a CIA agent.

Yin Dahang still had Natalie helping him wipe the tempura crumbs from the corners of his mouth. He smiled and shrugged his shoulders, saying with some regret:

"It's not that I didn't invite them, but they didn't have the pleasure. You probably don't know that Kenji has an older sister named Chihiro Akihara? Kenji's sister asked them to go to Kanagawa for New Year's Eve, so they can't come."

Yin Dahang's acting is more natural than Fujiwara Yu's. He must have been in the drama club when he was in school.

"Oh, I see."

The topic ended briefly, and Fujiwara Yu picked up the soup spoon and scooped some of the cream pumpkin soup that Natalie had specially prepared for him. He had to say that she made it very delicious, and the taste was comparable to that in Western restaurants, and even more to his taste.

Because sometimes the pumpkin soup in Western restaurants is made very sweet, and he really can't stand things that are too sweet, so this kind of salty and sweet taste can better appeal to his preference.

"Takashi-kun, can I ask you a few questions?"

Natalie's sudden question made Fujiwara Yuu stop bending his waist instantly. He swallowed the pumpkin soup with a little nervousness, trying hard to maintain his expressionless face. He couldn't let down at the critical moment. You know, girls' intuition is very accurate.

"Of course. Do you want to ask me a question about Brother Hang?"

"As expected of you, Ying Si-kun, you actually guessed it." Natalie stuck out her tongue sheepishly. She looked at Yin Dahang who was sitting next to her and said with a wicked smile, "If you and Ah Hang were childhood friends, you should know about the embarrassing things he did as a child, right? Did he have a crush on a girl back then?"

This is really a question that is life-threatening. If I don’t answer it properly, I’m afraid that the squad leader will be in great trouble tonight.

Fujiwara Yu put down the spoon and forced a fake smile on his face. He pretended to recall the past and began to fabricate memories that didn't exist:

"Well... from my perspective as an outsider, Brother Hang was very popular when he was a student. Many girls in school liked him. After all, he was in the sports department, so he was very popular among students. And Brother Hang has been tall since he was a child. At that time, most people liked tall boys who could give them a sense of security!"

Yin Dahang's eyes widened. He didn't expect Fujiwara Yu to say that. When did he become popular? He had always played with boys during his school days. The love letters he had received... ahem, only in the single digits. How could it be as exaggerated as this kid said? He had no popularity at all.

Natalie's face showed an expression of understanding. She was not a narrow-minded girl, she was simply curious about her boyfriend's past. So she was not jealous or settling old scores, she was just satisfying her curiosity:

"Ahang is really popular. Does he have a girl he likes? He would definitely tell you, right?"

"No." Fujiwara Yuu was still very reliable at this time. He held his chin and looked at Yin Dahang, his tone even a little complaining: "If he had been in a relationship during his school days, he wouldn't have written about you every few days in his letters after being with you... Hey, this guy didn't even bother to ask me how I was doing overseas. He really forgot about his good brother when he got a girlfriend."

You are really good at talking nonsense.

It was the first time that Yin Dahang knew that Fujiwara Yu was so good at making up stories. If he didn't have a good memory, he would probably really believe that Takagi Sosuke, a non-existent character, was his childhood friend.

However, Fujiwara did not lie too much. He and Natalie were indeed each other's first love, there is no doubt about that.

"Hey? Ahang, did you reject all those girls?" Natalie turned her head to look at Yin Dahang and asked.

"If you don't like it, you must refuse it. You can't delay others." Yin Dahang has always had a positive moral outlook. He looks down on men and women who are keen on "fishing". In his eyes, they are all small scums in society.

Natalie nodded with satisfaction, and then asked some miscellaneous small questions. Fortunately, Fujiwara Yu managed to answer them all without revealing any flaws.

As expected, if you want to have a delicious meal for free, you have to pay a little price.

Fujiwara Yu felt like he had told all the lies of his life today. Fortunately, some of the lies he made up were quite accurate. Even Yin Dahang himself had to wonder if this brat had secretly contacted his father. Otherwise, how could he have guessed the embarrassing incident when he was four years old and was punished by holding up the sheets to dry for wetting the bed.

However, this guess is not because Fujiwara Yu has a rich imagination, but because he himself had an experience of wetting the bed when he was a child, and his father punished him in this way.