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Chapter 174. [Can't Take My Eyes Off That Kid]

"I used to take it for granted, but rice cookers are unique to Japan, aren't they?"

It's a cooking showdown with Angu O, but... I've forgotten about it.

It's not like I haven't cooked rice without a rice cooker before.

If I look online, there should be methods for cooking it in a pot.

But I specifically chose curry as a menu that's hard to mess up, and this feels like I'm doing things backward.

"By the way, I think Ogu said something like, 'I bought a rice cooker too.' Hey, Ogu!"

I called out loudly from the kitchen, but there was no response.

It's the downside of living in an apartment with good soundproofing, all for the sake of streaming.

"Well, can't be helped."

It's an emergency, after all. I rushed back to my room.

There, I saw Angu Ogu alone, holding the fort.

"Heh heh heh, I rarely get the chance to enter the room when Iroha isn't here! I'll enjoy it while I can!"

>Don't sniff someone else's bed smell! 

>You're done if it gets confirmed in the archive

>I'll report it to Iroha-chan www

"Heh heh, don't you know? Iroha never checks her own steams. So, don't do it, okay? Absolutely, don't report it!? You'll get banned if it's exposed! Ahahaha!"

Angu Ogu lay face down on my bed, burying her face in the pillow.

I glanced at the chats on the stream screen and her back for a moment... and nodded deeply. 

It seems like some punishment is necessary.

Even if you have permission to enter, it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want inside!

"Ah, if I get caught by Iroha here..."

"Oh~?"

"Yeah, with such a scary voice, she'll definitely get mad... Oh, Iroha! Why are you here!?"

Angu Ogu sprung up as if startled.

She clung to my pillow and scooted back. 

No, you'd better let go of that pillow quickly.

"What, what's wrong, Iroha!? What are you doing in a place like this? Could it be that you've already finished cooking?... By the way, your smile is incredibly scary."

"Hmm~? Isn't it strange~? Why do you think that is~? So, what are you doing, Ogu~?"

"Th-that's none of your...., I'm soooo sorry!"

"Ugh, I'm getting a serious scolding."

"You brought it upon yourself, right?"

While I was working in the kitchen, I could hear Angu Ogu's voice coming from the living room. 

I pulled her out for surveillance since I didn't know what she might do alone in the room.

Due to the change in location for the stream, I switched from a desktop computer to a laptop. 

It should be fine, but just to be safe, 

I used a voltage converter here too.

"So, Ogu, do you have a rice cooker? Didn't you say you 'bought' one?"

"It's properly here. But it's not one of those specialized ones just for cooking rice like they have in Japan. It's a rice cooker with a built-in steamer."

"Huh. Ah, so this is the replacement for a rice cooker."

>Something like this has a nice homemade feeling to it

>Looking forward to Iroha-chan's cooking

>Wondering what kind of bizarre creations will come out... I'm a bit worried

>But didn't she make chocolates for Valentine's Day? 

>The chocolates back then were ruined thanks to Anego, so they were a disaster

>In other words, her cooking skills are still an unknown

"I'm not a child, so it's okay, everyone."

I replied confidently while checking the comment section on my smartphone.

No need to worry; making bad curry is actually more difficult.

"Ogu, where are the cutting board and knife?"

"They're right there."

"How about the pot?"

"Check the cupboard properly."

"Oh, where did I put the seasonings?"

"I'm your search engine!?"

>Somehow, there's a pleasant nostalgic feeling

>Iroha-chan went to an advanced school, so maybe she didn't have home economics classes?

>Or maybe, it's been a while since she's cooked, and she's acting like a dad?"

No offense. I'm just getting used to an unfamiliar kitchen. 

I'll repeat it. I can cook. 

Now it's time to wash the rice and chop the vegetables.

I stretched as much as I could, going, 'Hmm, hmm,' and tried to proceed with the work...

"Ogu, where's the step stool?"

"Oh, American kitchens have high counters, you know.

>So cute w

>It's heartwarming, in a way ww

>On the contrary, when Americans go to Japan, they end up stooping all the time, and it can be tough (U.S.)

This time, everything was ready, and I went, "Dan! Dan!" while chopping the vegetables. 

Even if the curry ingredients are large, that adds to the flavor.

"I-Iroha!? You're making quite a noise with the knife. Are you okay?"

"It's just that the ingredients are a bit tough."

"Is that really true!? Can I trust you!?"

"Haah, haah... I'm fine, because..."

"Why are you out of breath just from chopping ingredients!?"

>Ogu's getting nervous wwww

>It sounds more like she's 'swinging' than 'chopping'!

>I'm getting worried she might get hurt."

I've said it many times, but I can cook like an average person. 

It's just that my lack of muscle strength makes me a bit extravagant. 

Well, while I was doing that, I managed to cut the meat and vegetables and sauté them. 

I added water, and now it's just a matter of simmering for a while. 

It seems like it would be efficient to switch with Ogu at this point. 

But before that, I should do some cleaning.

"Ogu, where's the trash can for organic waste? Even a corner for it would be fine."

"We don't have that here."

"Oh, right, in America, you don't do much waste separation, do you?"

"That's one way to put it, but if it's organic waste, we have a 'disposer.'"

"A disposer?"

I tilted my head at the unfamiliar word, not commonly used in Japan. However, I had heard of it, more specifically, in horror movies.