Event 5: Cooking Club

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Hello good, I come with a little announcement xD

I'm Anon20K author of this fanfic and as you know it's inspired by "The Marvelous Dragon Ball" but only the base so don't expect it to be similar, not to mention that I could only read the first 30 chaps xD

Well but let's go with the important stuff in the announcement.

Right now I'm working as a collaborator for Ero-Purgatory and I was left as a scriptwriter, it was decided to make as a project an eroge based on the story "Guide for a Saiyajin in Marvel & DC". Of course the eroge is separate and completely different from the story.

You can go to the patreon and see the project. The download links are completely FREE and any kind of help is completely VOLUNTARY.

https://www.(*)patreon(*).com/EroPurgatory

Just delete the (*)

Sincerely Anon20K

PS: This is the first version and will be updated progressively, not to mention that it will have many more characters.

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Haruta walked through the school visiting different clubs that were on his way, but none of them ended up catching his attention.

"Should I just sign up for some club with few members to keep it from disbanding?" asked Haruta in his mind as he looked at a large board with news and notices, where you could also find the locations of the clubs within the school -Cooking Club..... Well I have the skill and the original Haruta has the experience I don't see the problem-.

Haruta took the recruitment notice of the cooking club and walked back through the now empty hallways, there was only an hour left until the end of the clubs day where the school would be closed.

-Knock knock knock!" the door sounded as it was knocked on by Haruta who was standing waiting for it to be opened but nothing happened.

"Maybe the activities are over already? Should I come back tomorrow?" asked Haruta in his mind really wandering if this was the best club to join, some of the memories of the original Haruta showed that Haruta was disappointed in his food and lack of commitment to the kitchen after several events that could be considered as negative towards his development "Ugh..... it really is annoying, it's like our personalities and memories are merging with every passing second"

Finally before Haruta would start to unleash his way back home, the door behind him opened to welcome him.

-You were knocking on the door?

Haruta quickly turned around to answer -...- As if he were the cat whose tongue was stolen Haruta stood without saying a word, stunned and astonished.

"Beautiful!" exclaimed Haruta in his mind.

-Excuse me, are you all right?" asked the young brunette worried about the silent Haruta who remained speechless, she slowly reached out her hand to wake up the gawking young man in front of her.

But before her hand could reach Haruta, he took a step back to keep the space -I'm Ichijo Haruta from the first year, is this the cooking club- asked Haruta looking at the young girl from the front while hiding his nervousness -I want to join the cooking club- -I want to join the cooking club-.

-Do you want to join the cooking club?" asked the girl surprised to hear Haruta's words.

-Yes, I want to join the cooking club," said Haruta taking out a piece of paper from his bag that showed the recruitment notice for new members, "on the panel it said the address where the club was but when I got here there was no sign," explained the young man while scratching the back of his head.

-this is the cooking club- said the young woman allowing Haruta to enter the classroom belonging to the cooking club, inside there were several chairs and tables to accommodate people, then there was a bar with seats where the cooked dishes were served and finally was located the kitchen made for no more than five people.

Haruta looked inside the classroom while holding his chin with his left hand -This is like a restaurant- said Haruta while walking towards the kitchen calmly -Is the president of the club here?

-I'm the president of the club," said the young girl with a soft but somewhat forceful tone.

-Hey, you're the president?" asked Haruta to which the young woman replied nodding her head "Really?

-I don't really look like the president of the club," asked the young woman reluctantly showing her displeasure at Haruta's insistence on her questions.

-Sigh....- releasing a tired sigh while scratching the back of his head, Haruta bowed slightly to show his sincerity -I'm sorry for offending you with my manners, if I have to do something to apologize just say-.

Seeing Haruta's resolution to the point of bowing in front of her, even without knowing her name -Don't worry, it usually happens- said the young chestnut girl

-Well," answered Haruta raising his head, "How can I join the club," asked Haruta energetically.

-Do you really want to join the club?" asked the brown-haired girl curiously.

-I want to cook," answered Haruta honestly.

Hearing Haruta's answer, the expression on the young brown-haired girl's face showed some doubt -do you know how to cook?- finally asked the young girl looking at Haruta with suspicion.

Haruta's expression changed quickly, "I just have to cook something to show my ability, don't I?" Haruta's serene but firm voice caught the chestnut's attention.

-What?" asked the brunette after hearing the words of Haruta who was already walking towards the kitchen taking off his jacket and then fixing the sleeves of his uniform.

-I'm going to show you my food and then you can judge my skill," said Haruta taking the knife as if it was an extension of his body, "Well, let's see what we have in the fridge, you don't mind, do you?

-No, I don't mind, use whatever you need," agreed the young woman looking attentively at Haruta's actions.

With the permission of the president of the club Haruta quickly opened the fridge to choose the ingredients -You have chicken, quite a lot of chicken I must say-?

-Yes, I thought I could use it for a dish, but I admit it's a lot of chicken," said the chestnut smiling.

-Lettuce, ground pepper, flour and assorted herbs. ..... Nam Pla!

-Nam Pla?" asked the brunette looking at the small bottle in Haruta's hand, "That's fish sauce, a little condiment".

-You are absolutely right but the fish sauce is perfect for my next dish, moreover, it will be a product that will not need a dish to eat, it will be a fast food" without waiting any longer after the words she took all the ingredients to her work table where she started the preparations at full speed.

The knife moved with speed cutting the chicken thighs which later was cut into long strips, all the cut chicken was pickled in a sauce based on soy sauce and red pepper impregnating its aroma in the meat.

For the next step Haruta put all the meat into the hot oil for frying, after a few minutes the chicken was removed from the oil but without taking it out of its container.

As the frying lowered the temperature and released the residual oil, Haruta spent his time making more dough that quickly took the shape of a thin tortilla similar to the one used in Mexican tacos.

At the same time that Haruta put the dough in the oven he also put the chicken back in the oil, this time the oil was hotter than before, while he washed the lettuce and separated the leaves according to size and thickness, and then mixed the sweet chili with the nam pla sauce and prepared some freshly ground black pepper.

-The chicken!" exclaimed the chestnut unconsciously as she watched Haruta move at high speed in the kitchen.

As if he hadn't said anything, Haruta continued his work by spreading aluminum foil over the foil and then covering it with lettuce, finally the chicken was removed from the oil to be placed on top of the lettuce.

The chicken was gently wrapped by the dough and the lettuce, on the outside of the rolled chicken was placed the aluminum foil to prevent any kind of juice from dripping out.

On the uncovered end of the chicken the special sauce based on sweet chili and nam pla was spread, finally a touch of ground black pepper was sharply added.

-Here it is!" exclaimed Haruta turning around to look at the young brown-haired girl -the special Karaage roll- the aroma of the Karaage spread through the classroom seeping outside forcing the club president to swallow her saliva sharply while wiping the edge of her mouth -You can taste it president!" exclaimed Haruta smiling confident of his skills.