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[MHCISQD] Chapter 398: Dinner
🕑 Added 2023-09-20 19:19:32 +0000 UTCShocker and the League of Villains were up to some conspiracy, but Renault didn't bother considering it. These matters were the concern of the committee and U.A.'s teachers.
Furthermore, Renault didn't believe that those villains could outsmart U.A. because Principal Nezu, though he appeared to be a harmless mouse on the outside, was incredibly intelligent.
With the intelligence gathered from Tsukasa about Shocker, Principal Nezu had been secretly fortifying U.A. and enhancing their existing defensive measures.
As long as students were within the school, there was no need to worry about their safety. Those sent for off-campus work-study had been rigorously tested by the teachers and had office support, making it difficult for anything to go wrong.
After a year of confronting villains countless times, U.A. was well-prepared for how to handle such situations.
Today, on the streets of Tokyo, there were no lingering effects of yesterday's turmoil. It was peaceful.
Renault and Hado had spent a good portion of the day on patrol, and nothing out of the ordinary had occurred, which put Renault at ease.
After work, back in civilian clothes, he was getting ready to head home.
"Renault, aren't you going back to school?"
"Nah, I'm going home..." Renault replied as he hopped onto his motorcycle and donned his helmet.
"Well then, senpai, we can go..."
Before she could finish her sentence, someone appeared on the back of the motorcycle.
"Alright, let's go! I want to eat for free, and I want to play games with Mikoto!"
Renault couldn't quite grasp his senpai's thought process.
"Senpai, don't you need to go home?"
"I live alone, you know that."
"After everything that happened yesterday, didn't your family contact you?"
Hado nodded. "Of course, they did, but Renault, I'm a senpai who's been through a lot. I've seen it all. My family was reassured once they knew I was okay. So, don't waste any more time. Let's go!"
What else could he do? They were off. After all, having a fellow foodie around wasn't a bad thing, even if it meant a few more trips to the buffet.
Renault handed Hado a helmet and started the motorcycle, taking her to the supermarket to buy ingredients.
"What are we having for dinner tonight?"
"Mikoto wants hotpot, so we're having hotpot tonight. It's not too much trouble, and it's fine for a few people."
As Renault spoke, they arrived at the meat section, where there was sliced beef, beef tongue, tripe, lamb, pork belly, and various seafood like shrimp and octopus tentacles. There were also plenty of vegetables.
After grabbing a bunch of ingredients, they bought some condiments for dipping sauces. They didn't need to buy a hotpot base because they still had some at home.
With their shopping done, Hado noticed there was still some time and dragged Renault to the snack section.
"Seaweed, potato chips, cookies... and this, this, and this! Wait, Renault, there's more over there!"
In just a few minutes, their shopping cart was overflowing.
With a frustrated look, Renault managed to stop Hado, who was still reaching for more, and with a large bottle of cola in her arms, they headed to the checkout counter.
While paying at the counter, Renault glanced at Hado, who had an embarrassed expression on her face. "If Mikoto didn't like these, I definitely wouldn't let you put them in the cart."
"Hehehe..." Hado chuckled and stuck her tongue out at Renault.
After leaving the supermarket with several bags of groceries, Renault finally returned home.
"I'm back!"
Footsteps resounded.
"Welcome back!" Mikoto, still in her school uniform, greeted him enthusiastically as she came to the door.
"Oh, Hado-senpai, you're here too?"
"Hehe, Mikoto-chan, I came for a free meal!" Hado changed her shoes and approached with a big smile, hugging Mikoto.
Mikoto struggled for a moment to break free.
After observing Hado's impressive chest for a moment, Mikoto became more and more puzzled. She could only lead her inside the house.
Mikumo saw Renault carrying several bags of groceries and immediately came over to help him bring the ingredients into the kitchen.
Once the groceries were set down, Renault pinched Mikumo's cheek and smiled. "Alright, go relax in the living room. I'll take care of this."
"Do you really not need my help?"
"We're having hot pot today, no need to make it complicated. Just go rest."
Mikumo obediently nodded and went back to the living room.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, as Renault was just starting to prepare the ingredients, Yuriko walked in.
"You're back? How was the store today?"
"It was alright, nothing special." Yuriko entered and glanced at the ingredients in front of Renault, then turned around to put on an apron.
"I'll help you."
"Don't you want to rest?"
"I'm not good at dealing with that Hado Nejire, so I'd rather stay in the kitchen."
Yuriko's reason was impeccable. Indeed, Hado's personality was something Yuriko struggled with the most.
So, tonight's dinner at Renault's family was prepared by the two siblings.
Speaking of hot pot, while Japanese-style hot pot was good, Renault preferred traditional Chinese hot pot, which was more satisfying. You could cook and eat whatever you liked.
Moreover, if you wanted to prepare a Japanese-style hot pot, you had to spend a lot of time on the soup base.
In contrast, the current setup was simpler. You could just order a big bag of authentic Sichuan hot pot base online, and it would guarantee that even if the Shocker came, they'd be spiced up.
In winter, this kind of spicy hot pot was even more enjoyable.
Soon, all the ingredients were washed, sliced, and placed in individual bowls, which were then brought to the dining table.
The red oil hot pot base had been heating up early. As the soup began to boil, its hot and fragrant aroma filled everyone's noses.
Sitting at the table, Mikumo couldn't help but swallow saliva.
Although she had to practice singing for a couple of days, she couldn't resist the temptation of this hot pot. She even declined Renault's suggestion of a mild soup base.
"Well then, let's dig in."
Dinner began.
