Chapter 169

"It's getting late. Should we prepare dinner?" Meifeng Lan, who had brought down all the guests who had already arrived at the villa, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room, turned around and found a camera to confirm the process with the staff who were watching them through the monitor screen. "We can't let everyone go hungry just to wait for the latecomers - I remember that there is someone in your Starlight Academy who doesn't eat after 7 o'clock in the evening?"

"That's what Shibuki-senpai originally did." Kitaoji Sakura stood at the back and continued Mikaze Lan's question, "But later everyone was attracted by Hoshimiya-senpai's superb cooking skills. And we often have celebration parties for friends and family at a later time because it's hard for us to schedule time together."

"No matter from which angle, delaying dinner time is harmful to the body." Meifeng Lan stared at the camera and pressed the staff on the other side of the camera, "Although there is no script, this kind of collective plot and basic settings can still do something for us, right?"

"Wait for me to come over." The voice of Ritsuka Fujimaru came from the Bluetooth speaker placed on the TV cabinet.

“Is this speaker connected directly to their place? Aren’t the staff members very close to us?!”

The five people gathered in the living room were startled by the sudden noise, and the sound of whispers instantly filled the entire living room - some people stared at the door of the villa as if facing a powerful enemy; others prayed from the bottom of their hearts that Fujimaru Ritsuka would bring them some good news this time.

"Excuse me, I'm Fujimaru Ritsuka." Fujimaru Ritsuka pushed open the door and walked into the villa, clasping his hands in front of him and bowing slightly to the idols standing in the living room. "I'm the producer and director of the '5 Centimeters of Love' project - as you know, nowadays the professionals are all on the 'This is just basic reasoning 'Elementary' side."

"If you have any ideas, just tell me directly."

"Then I have a little idea." Tsukioka Tsumugi, who was sitting on the sofa near the dining room in the living room, raised her hand. "No matter from which angle, the time is too tight - whether from the performance angle or the variety show angle. The most busy time for the Mankai Theater Company is the opening performance of the new Spring Group. In one month, they push the newcomers with zero experience to the point where the Senshoku Raku is fully booked."

"We only have half a month, or fifteen days, to shoot now. Generally speaking, the shortest shooting period for a romance variety show is three weeks, or twenty-one days." Tsukioka Tsumugi paused and looked at the guests sitting on three sofas. "Since time is limited, I hope the production team can create a scene for us... or pretend that a long time has passed. Creating such an atmosphere will help us to show our acting skills, or at least speed up our transition from unfamiliar to familiar."

"Although we all arrived here before Animusphia, the five of us surprisingly have had little contact with each other."

"Seasonal change?" After thinking about the candidates in the Throne of Heroes, Fujimaru Ritsuka agreed to Tsukioka's proposal. "In this case, even though there is no script, we can also arrange some of the usual procedures of love variety shows - we have three days in a season in fifteen days, and the three days in between the four seasons are fixed date days. The invitation rules for these three days are set by us... How do you think?"

"Let's do it this way." Tsukioka Tsumugi nodded.

"Then about the three meals a day issue you mentioned earlier." Fujimaru Ritsuka spun the pen in his hand, put the writing board on his arm and began to record the previous proposals. "In addition to making it yourself - of course I suggest you make it yourself, after all, it is also considered raw materials; besides, it would be a pity not to use the bar over there, wouldn't it?"

"Another way is - I guess you all know that I'm also pushing forward the filming of a cooking variety show, right?" Fujimaru Ritsuka shrugged, his eyes moving from the five people one by one, "You can order food there - it's a cooking variety show anyway, so it's good to make the best use of it where necessary."

"You are very close to each other."

"I don't worry about that ruining the atmosphere here..."

"The staff brought it to you from there." Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at the guests who were quietly complaining and sighed helplessly, "We also care about the atmosphere. Also, the last guest will be a little late due to work, but if you start preparing dinner at this time, she should be able to arrive in time for dinner."

"It's better to do it by yourself on the first day, right?" Nishikino Maki asked the others, "After all, it's the first day we meet."

"Your food supply will be more generous than that place." Fujimaru Ritsuka pointed at the refrigerator and shook his hair with a smile, "Put everything in the refrigerator - now it's settled, right? Then I'll be leaving first. The collection of materials will officially start after I leave the villa - if you want to choose a room, please wait until then."

After Fujimaru Ritsuka closed the door of the villa, the guests sitting in the living room started to move.

"Since this is a love variety show, should we change the way we address each other?" Amura Ransu jumped up from the sofa and asked the other four guests, "For example, how about changing from a surname to a given name - why don't you call me 'Ramuda'? Names are the best way to shorten the distance, right?"

"Can I choose the room first?" Nishikino Maki pointed at herself and grabbed the handle of her suitcase. "I came here from the concert without taking off my makeup - at least let me take off my makeup and change into clothes suitable for cooking before participating? It's still uncomfortable to have glitter and sequins stuck on my face."

"Then please go upstairs, little Maki. Is there anyone willing to prepare dinner?" Yicun Ransu went straight to the restaurant to check the ingredients in the refrigerator. "There are quite a lot of things. Basically, we can cook anything. But the production team didn't prepare the ingredients that would be suitable for a grand feast. These are all ingredients for home-cooked meals."

"I think the program team didn't prepare that kind of ingredients because they were worried that we would waste them - those next door should be able to make them." Tsukioka Tsumugi stood quite far away from the refrigerator and waved her hands helplessly at the two people who were checking the ingredients. "Sorry, I'm not good at using any machines, so I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you in the kitchen."

"I can cook. From what Maki said before, she should be able to cook too." Mifuki Lan has already started taking ingredients out of the refrigerator and preparing to cook. "For drinks, there are fruit juices, milk drinks, carbonated drinks, and also wine. By the way, is there anyone here who is of drinking age?"

"Since it's prepared, someone should be able to drink it." Kitaoji Sakura looked up from the counter, washing the utensils for Mikaze Aoi to use later. "But as for the question of age, although it's necessary to tell everyone, it's also fun to hide it and let everyone guess, right? After all, love has nothing to do with age."

"Can I sit here and watch?" After Mikaze Lan entered the kitchen, Tsukioka Tsumugi sat down at the bar. "What are you going to do?"

"The first thing to consider is that the photos have to look good and be in line with the season." Mifuze Lan answered Tsukioka's question while preparing the ingredients. "Also, although I haven't worked with Garden of Avalon before, someone who worked with me before, who is from the same office, told me that the members of the GOA team have a big appetite."

"So considering the aesthetics, it's better to prepare high-calorie food - the staple food is pizza with a lot of cheese, and the rest is up to everyone's preference." Mei Fenglan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall while kneading the flour that would become pizza dough. "It's half past five now, so we can basically have dinner before eight o'clock."

"Based on the end time of the interview program, she will be here around 8 o'clock."

"The production team gave us two and a half hours to prepare." Yicun, who was sitting at the dining table, calculated the time randomly, "How worried they were that none of us had ever been to the kitchen."

"Let's not talk about your situation for now." Meifeng Lan, who had already kneaded all the flour into the dough, patted the dough back and forth a few times, covered the stainless steel bowl with plastic wrap and started to ferment. "There is a cooking program here at Shining Office that all the employees have to participate in. I was almost scared to death when I saw my juniors on that program."

"I have no idea why the president asked him to be on that show. By the way, I didn't think he did a bad job, but everyone else in the office looked like they were going to die after eating it." Meifeng Lan shrugged and started to prepare the pizza stuffing. "So everyone was very careful not to let him into the kitchen."

"That Lan must be the favorite partner type of those who make dark cuisine." Tsukioka Tsumugi leaned on the bar and complained with a smile, and explained to Amura Ransu who was outside the agency alliance, "This is someone who truly feels that dark cuisine is not bad - it's Shinomiya Nazuki, right? When the Spring Group cooperated with you guys before, he also gave our troupe his handmade cookies."

"What was the result?"

Kitaoji Sakura and Aemura Ransu's attention were both attracted by Tsukioka Tsumugi.

"Except for Sakuya who ate it and gave his comments... everyone else who ate it fell down." Tsukioka Tsumugi laughed happily, "Luckily I came home late that day - by the way, Sakuya's comments were better than the manager's food. Before the director came, Sakuya was the only member of the Mankai troupe, and at that time, only the manager cooked for him - that is, Sakuya was the only member who could fill his stomach with the manager's dark food."

"What on earth has your troupe been through!?"

"There are actually people who can eat the homemade cookies of Yue normally." Meifeng Lan raised her eyebrows in surprise. "The ingredients list of that cookie is as follows - the main ingredient is wheat flour, and it is added with durian, celery, salted round trevally, fresh cream... and a small amount of canned herring."

"Is this... really something that humans can eat? Also, where did this ingredient list come from?"

“Ah, I ate that.”