PREVIEW
... chili flakes, beautifully arranged like a mural in an arcade.
Aozawa picked up his chopsticks, took several slices of pork tenderloin, and brought them to Chitose's mouth. "Ah, I'll feed you."
Today, Morimoto Chiyoda decided to play along nicely. She opened her cherry-red lips and chewed the pork, the smokiness of the grilled meat and a zesty tanginess simultaneously bursting on her tongue.
The flavor was good.
It was a tad inferior to dishes from high-end restau ...
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