Minamoto Tamako couldn't help but ask, "Why do you add ketchup to tomato scrambled eggs? It's one thing to add ketchup, but why add sugar too?"

"It's tastier with ketchup, otherwise why do you think it's so delicious with rice?" Fushimi Roku looked puzzled, "The tomato scrambled eggs outside are not authentic at all; the eggs are just eggs and the tomatoes are just tomatoes. They don't have that sticky consistency. This is the authentic tomato scrambled eggs."

Minamoto Tamako felt a bit overwhelmed and couldn't help but ask, "Are all the other dishes like this? Is there anything lighter? Something without oil, sugar, or seasoning?"

"Are you talking about white people food?" Fushimi Roku chopped the vegetables on the cutting board, mixed them up, and poured them into a bowl, "Here, vegetable salad, enjoy."

Minamoto Tamako looked at this unappetizing pile of greens and couldn't help asking, "What are you having for dinner then?"

"Braised pork ribs, tomato scrambled eggs, cola chicken wings, and steamed bass," Fushimi Roku gave a thumbs-up gesture, "Persistence is victory. I believe in you. You can definitely lose the weight!"

Minamoto Tamako suddenly felt like Fushimi Roku was messing with her. All that talk about excellent people becoming even more excellent together was a lie. Excellent people just excel on their own, and it has nothing to do with 'who they're with' at all!

After all, Fushimi Roku can't lose weight for her!

She watched Fushimi Roku cook. The steamed bass looked light, but in fact, it had a layer of hot oil over it, and the black bean soy sauce underneath was a calorie bomb; the braised pork ribs were a disaster area, with large chunks of rock sugar caramelizing, high oil, salt, and various seasonings—you could tell at a glance it was delicious but unhealthy.

As for the cola chicken wings, they were no longer on her menu. The sugar content in cola is hellish—eating two chicken wings would mean today's run was for nothing.

Fushimi Roku put the fragrant dishes on the table and served rice with Taira Sakurako.

Minamoto Tamako sat beside them, holding her vegetable salad in both hands. She looked down at the bowl of greens, then looked up at the delicious dishes on the table, feeling absolutely miserable.

"The things you're eating aren't healthy," she said sourly.

Fushimi Roku packed the rice in the bowl with a wooden spoon and looked back, surprised, "Why isn't it healthy? There's meat and vegetables. It's great."

Minamoto Tamako pointed at the dishes with her chopsticks, "They're all high in oil and sugar. Eating them will make you fat."

Fushimi Roku sat down beside her, unconcerned, "Ah, nothing to worry about. Sakurako is still growing. It's not that easy to gain weight."

"I was talking about you," Minamoto Tamako looked him up and down, sensing something wasn't right, "How come you don't gain weight?"

Fushimi Roku made up, "It's natural. Some people just have good genes. You've probably heard of the 'easy-to-gain-weight' body type, right? I'm the opposite. I have an 'easy-to-lose-weight' body type. If I don't eat enough, I actually lose weight!"

Which is true, you can't apply the same standard to everyone's body type. As a petite girl, Minamoto Tamako deeply understood this.

Once again in her heart, she resented the unfairness of the heavens and furiously ate her salad with a battle face, her expression showing no joy in eating, only resentment for having to eat greens.

Fushimi Roku picked up a piece of tomato scrambled egg, drizzled some sauce over it, mixed it with rice, and said while eating, "Keep it up, I'll support you mentally!"

Minamoto Tamako quietly took her bowl back to her room.

A good lunch turned into separate dining, which felt a bit unfamiliar to Taira Sakurako, who was quite concerned about Minamoto Tamako, and said, "This isn't good, is it? It's like we're isolating her."

Fushimi Roku continued eating unconcerned, "She's doing it to herself, who can she blame?"

Taira Sakurako didn't agree with this view, "Dieting isn't self-inflicted, is it? If she became a little chubby, would you still like her?"

Fushimi Roku shook his head, "I'm not that kind of shallow guy who only looks at appearances... But you have a point, dieting isn't self-inflicted. It's for health. As a criminal police officer, keeping a slim figure is quite necessary."

"Yes, so what should we do?" Taira Sakurako's intention was for Fushimi Roku to find a way to help Minamoto Tamako, like making light and tasty dishes.

However, Fushimi Roku said, "You should join her in eating greens. That way she'll feel balanced."

"No way, I'm still growing," Taira Sakurako was at that age when she was constantly hungry, and couldn't make such a huge sacrifice. She straightforwardly suggested that Fushimi Roku should make healthy dishes for Minamoto Tamako from now on.

After hearing this, Fushimi Roku sneered, "How can there be healthy and delicious food in the world? Delicious food is inevitably unhealthy, and healthy food is inevitably not tasty. This is the law of deliciousness conservation."

Taira Sakurako wasn't convinced, "Didn't you make some relatively light dishes before? They seemed like recipes from China's coastal areas..."

"Seafood is high in purines. If you eat too much, you can't expect to lose weight. It's already lucky if you don't get gout," Fushimi Roku paused and continued, "If you're talking about Cantonese cuisine, those dishes just look light. Things like fish maw and pig trotter soup, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, and dried scallop seafood soup are all collagen."

Taira Sakurako wasn't convinced, "What about steamed chicken?"

Fushimi Roku said, "I don't find that dish tasty. If you like it, I can make it in the future."

Taira Sakurako thought about it and agreed that the dish was average. Fushimi Roku had made it before for convenience, and it only tasted like chicken and salt. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't particularly good either.

She simply gave up thinking about it and passed the problem to Fushimi Roku, "Then you can research new recipes. After all, Tamako is your girlfriend. Can't you bear to see her suffer every day?"

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