Haruno Menu Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Yes. And. and I want food—lots. Send all of it. Sushi, ramen, wagashi, fruit—send it in a basket. Best quality. Today's for Yuki." He hesitated for half a beat, as if he felt the magnitude of that craving, but nodded after that. "Understood." "Thank you." Kenji handled the rest: ordering an upscale concierge. I drove this vintage eco-sedan to make it inconspicuous, but racing within. I restrained from playing Ecstasy chords—it needed to sound contemplative, not flashy. Still: revenge against cowardice. Ten minutes in, my team told me it was a group of chefs at Azabu that assembled the basket—fresh fruit, sweet mochi, yakitori, soup, three types of nigiri and a jar of matcha pudding. I permi

I say and both of them laugh. "So, here ya go!" my mom says as she hands me the plate and kisses my head. I dig into it immediately and I close my eyes at the first bite. Before anyone could say anything, a different voice spoke, "I hope I'm not too late" I turn behind to see my brother, "Xavy" I say and I keep my plate and hug my brother, Xavier. "No! Iris, you will dirty my clothes" he says as he holds up his hand to keep distance between us. I roll my eyes at him

Then at the cupboard. Then back at the packet. Luna voluntarily ate this. Not once. Not twice. She had an entire fucking shelf dedicated to it. I opened the cupboard. Ramen. Ramen. More ramen. Different flavours. Chicken. Beef. Spicy chicken. Extra spicy chicken. Something called nuclear fire chicken. I picked that one up. Nuclear. Fire. Chicken. Who the fuck approved that name? I turned the packet around. The instructions had a warning symbol. I stared at it.

"What was the delay for? I am so hungry I feel like I was about to pass out." "Me too! I feel so hungry I think I can devour a whole horse." "Come on in." "Let us sit down." "My goodness." "At this point, my stomach will accept everything you gave it. Any food will do. "I'm really sorry but the thing is there is no one available to cook at the moment_----" "Assorted sashimi, seafood stew, and seafood pajeon are what we have on the menu. If that will do, please sit and wait in silence. If you don't you won't get any food."

I said, a smile spreading across my face as I thought back to that magical night. Sarah and I continued our talk, catching up on all the details while I placed the order for everyone. I ordered an extra crispy pork katsu curry and rice with banana milk for myself, indulging in all my cravings. I wanted something savory and packed with flavor. I ordered an oyakodon and salad for Luca, knowing he appreciated something lighter and healthier. I ordered spicy tuna onigiri and orange juice for Sarah, knowing she like spicy food. And I ordered omurice and a salad for Marco, hoping he would enjoy the Japanese comfort food.