Noriko Endo paused for a moment, then explained, "I was just passing by and happened to be hungry."
As she was finding a seat, Noriko Endo glanced at Mitsuyu, her eyes filled with a hint of hesitation.
Since the woman was a guest, Masahiko couldn't very well refuse to serve her now. Besides, his shop was already deserted, and it wouldn't be good to turn away another customer, even if he knew this woman.
Arima Masahiko gave a service-like smile and asked, "Ms. Endo, what would you like to eat?"
Noriko Endo glanced at the menu and said, "Pasta, please."
After Arima Masahiko nodded, he went to the kitchen, and Kouyu quietly followed him.
In the kitchen, as Kouyu watched Arima Masahiko busily preparing a plate of spaghetti, he couldn't help but shake his head.
He said, "Uncle Arima, can I try?"
Arima Masahiko wiped his hands with a towel and shook his head: "Children shouldn't touch such dangerous things."
"You added too much olive oil and cooked the pasta for too long, so the pasta sauce flavor didn't come out."
Guangyou swore he really didn't want to sabotage the project, but this stuff tasted awful, and he didn't want to go hungry tonight. "Could I make one to try?"
Arima Masahiko frowned, his expression turning somewhat unpleasant, but he managed to suppress his anger and asked, "Little boy, are you really sure you can do this?"
Guangyou didn't answer, but silently put on an apron and started making pasta.
Pasta isn't difficult to make; the most important part is the sauce.
He was preparing to make red sauce, a tomato-based red sauce. Once the sauce was ready, the pasta was almost done.
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