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"So, to handle the daifuku like this, the mochi skin you make will taste better," Soma Yukihira earnestly instructed Chen Ze, then took the opportunity to teach Chen Ze his own experience with making daifuku.
"Oh, I see, right, what did your dad say?" Chen Ze remembered that Soma Yukihira had taken some nut-crusted cutlassfish from him last time and wondered if he had brought Joichiro Yukihira over.
"Hehe, I told my dad I got into a car accident, and he's taking a plane tomorrow. I'll bring him here," Soma Yukihira said with a proud smile. He had taken a lot of nut-crusted cutlassfish, and if he didn't bring his dad over soon, he'd feel embarrassed.
"...That's fine too," Chen Ze was somewhat speechless but still nodded. It was okay as long as Joichiro Yukihira would come, whether he was tricked by his son or not wasn't his business.
