“Curry in the kitchen? Of course.” Akashi Hiroto glanced at the kitchen and said, “That’s leftovers from last night.”
"Sometimes I invite my tennis friends over for dinner, so I cook quite a lot."
"If you don't mind, let's all eat together?"
"If you can, that would be very kind of you." Uncle Mori certainly wouldn't refuse, since they had no food on them.
"Then why don't you sit in the living room for a while?" Hiroto Akashi said to the group. "I'll go prepare some curry rice for you; we haven't eaten yet either."
"Thank you for your help." Uncle Mori said to Kouyu and the others, then sat down at the table to wait for Akashi Hiroto's curry rice.
"Conan, the ginger soup has cooled down a bit." Kōyū glanced at the bowl of ginger soup on the table and said to Conan, "Drink it while it's hot, or you'll get a fever again."
"Um."
He wanted to say thank you, but Conan thought about their relationship and felt that there was no need to be so polite. In addition, he needed to reduce his talking now, so he nodded, picked up the ginger soup and drank it.
The taste of ginger soup was a bit too strong for Conan; his eyebrows furrowed tightly as he drank it.
However, he still drank it.
Curry rice is actually very simple to make; the key is the curry sauce poured over the rice.
Now that the curry is readily available, and it's mealtime, all you need to do is put the rice on a plate, pour a spoonful of curry on top, and you're done.
That's why Hiroto Akashi quickly prepared curry rice for everyone.
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