"Ah!"
A scream.
Yoshino Yuji broke free from the captivating vision of the food, her palms sweating with excitement and exhilaration!
Looking down at the warm soup bowl in her hands, she expressed disbelief, "So the flavors of nature can also be this shocking..."
"Right, completely different from Senior Ichise's style!"
Sato Shoko and Aoki Daigo, who also tasted the taro stew, had their eyes wide open in amazement.
"Every detail... filled to the brim!"
The usually reticent Iwazaki Jun rarely spoke up.
At that moment, the hustle and bustle of the Polar Star Dormitory's outdoor restaurant had significantly died down, as the third serving of taro stew had long been served, and the diners had devoured every bit.
It was now break time for lunch, so a group of friends had the good fortune of enjoying Xia Yu's taro stew.
"Sigh—"
