Zhao Hao replied, "Yes, I'm home alone. If I don't cook myself, I'll have to eat takeout every day. While takeout is delicious, it's definitely not as clean as what I make myself."
"You're right. Eating too much takeout is bad for your development. Not being clean is one thing, but the main thing is they add a lot of additives to their food to enhance the flavor, which increases the risk of cancer. I never eat takeout, I always cook my own meals."
Yukino Yukinoshita's cooking skills were quite good, so she could make delicious and hearty meals on her own. She didn't need to order takeout at all, and she couldn't even stomach it.
"Speaking of, how are your cooking skills?"
Zhao Hao shrugged, "Cooking doesn't require much skill, as long as it's edible."
"Alright, I get it. How about I cook for you?"
From Zhao Hao's response, it was clear that his cooking skills were mediocre. Yukino Yukinoshita saw this as an opportunity.
They say the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. While the reality isn't that exaggerated, it certainly plays a part.
Zhao Hao responded with interest, "Oh? You seem so confident. Let me see your cooking skills then. The ingredients are in the fridge, feel free to use anything. I'm not picky."
Yukino Yukinoshita extended her hand, "Then watch closely. My Yukino Yukinoshita's culinary skills will definitely leave you speechless with delight."
"I'll be watching,"
Zhao Hao untied the apron he had around his waist and handed it to Yukino. He then crossed his arms and watched her performance.
Yukino Yukinoshita expertly tied on the apron, then opened the fridge and took a quick look. She already had a recipe in mind.
While cooking, Yukino Yukinoshita kept her eyes fixed on the task, seemingly casually asking, "By the way, about what you said after school, what do you think? Do you want to join the club I'm going to create?"
"A club..."
Zhao Hao didn't immediately give an answer. The club Yukino Yukinoshita wanted to create was about helping others in need and fulfilling their wishes, essentially a commission-based service, albeit a good deed.
He himself was the greatest benefactor. He was a Warrior of Light, doing good deeds regardless of size, regardless of how many people he helped.
Zhao Hao, chosen by the Light, was naturally no evil doer, but a person with a heart that yearned for light.
"What are you going to name this club?"
Upon hearing this, Yukino Yukinoshita knew Zhao Hao wasn't rejecting the offer. She said, "I haven't thought of a name yet. Why don't you name it?"
Zhao Hao looked up at the ceiling, "Me naming it? In that case, let's call it the 'All-Matters Department'. What do you think?"
The reason he chose this name was because in his past life, his favorite anime wasn't Naruto, but Gintama. Its combination of action and humor deeply captivated him. The protagonist's business was a "Everything-Goes" agency, taking on any requests from others.
"All-Matters Department?"
Yukino Yukinoshita stopped what she was doing, put her hand on her chin and pondered for a moment before nodding. "All-Matters Department, a club that takes on all requests, that's better than my name. So it's decided, it'll be called the All-Matters Department."
In fact, Yukino Yukinoshita had already settled on a name for the club, "Servant Department", but she wanted to hear if Zhao Hao had any better ideas. And she hadn't expected his to be better than hers.
She continued washing the vegetables, saying, "The club requires three members and a teacher's guarantee. But I know a teacher, so we can form a club even without three members."
"Okay."
Zhao Hao wasn't surprised. He did remember that Yukino Yukinoshita knew a teacher who had formed a club on her own before the events of the original story.
They didn't speak again. Zhao Hao watched Yukino Yukinoshita cook silently. Her technique didn't seem that different from his, maybe slightly better.
He quickly lost interest in watching until, half an hour later, Yukino Yukinoshita came out carrying several dishes.
There was miso soup, fried pork cutlet, mapo tofu, and a red-braised fish, all home-style dishes.
"It's done, you can eat now."
Yukino Yukinoshita took off her apron and sat down across from Zhao Hao.
At that moment, a warm feeling arose in Yukino Yukinoshita's heart, warmer than her own home, more soothing to her soul.
Looking at the man who had left a deep impression on her since childhood, she felt an indescribable emotion. Just seeing him made her feel at ease.
Zhao Hao took a few bites and his eyes lit up. This was far tastier than what he made, not only were the colors more vibrant, as if they had been beautified, but the flavors were so delicious.
He had clearly seen that Yukino Yukinoshita used the same ordinary seasonings he used. How could the result be so different?
It wasn't that his cooking was inedible, but compared to Yukino Yukinoshita's, it was significantly inferior.
"Delicious?"
From Zhao Hao's first bite and his expression, Yukino Yukinoshita already knew her skills had conquered his stomach. This gave her a sense of smugness.
Seeing her slightly smiling expression, Zhao Hao, with his typical "mouth says no, body says yes" attitude, said, "Not bad. On par with mine."
Yukino Yukinoshita's smile remained unchanged, she responded with interest, "Oh really? Then I must ask for a cooking lesson sometime."
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"Everyone, starting today, our class's math teacher has been transferred to another school, so a new teacher will be taking over."
In Zhao Hao's class, the homeroom teacher, Kyouko Kyouko, stood on the podium and announced that the previous math teacher had been transferred, and a new teacher would be taking their place.
"Huh, a new math teacher, I wonder if they're a beautiful teacher like Kyouko-sensei?"
"You're dreaming. I bet it's going to be some balding middle-aged man."
"What if it's a cool-looking guy?"
Upon hearing that there would be a new teacher, the students began to discuss, wondering what the new teacher would look like.
The boys were hoping for a beautiful female teacher, while the girls were hoping for a handsome male teacher.
Zhao Hao, however, didn't care. It didn't matter who the new teacher was, it had nothing to do with him. All he needed to do was skip class.
Kyouko Kyouko said to the door, "Mr. Gou-Ryu-Moku, the students are curious about your appearance, come in."
"Gou-Ryu-Moku?"
Zhao Hao perked up. Could it be? Gou-Ryu-Moku, was it the guy he knew?
As Zhao Hao looked towards the door, a man wearing all black, with a spiky hairstyle, walked in.
His aura was filled with an air of mischief, a hint of a mischievous smile played on his lips, coupled with his cool black attire, leaving the seniors speechless with admiration.
Gou-Ryu-Moku Shinya may not be the kind of guy you'd find handsome at first glance, but the aura of mischief he exuded was unforgettable.
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