"Any other requests?" Fujiwara Reya skillfully tied the apron.
"Hmm, remove the bones, the fish soup can't have a fishy smell..." Mrs. Hoshimi pressed her fist to her chin, her shiny black hair neatly draped in front, "And Rinko likes fish porridge, make a bowl for her. Just one bowl, don't let other women have any."
"You're putting me on the spot here." Fujiwara Reya said, deftly bleeding the fish with a knife.
"I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself, so don't be ungrateful." Mrs. Hoshimi smiled elegantly, her eyes fixed intently to observe the fish's reaction. In the sink, the fish blood flowed from the faintly breathing gills, seeping into the smooth, white fish body.
Fujiwara Reya skillfully extracted the fish bones, aptly separating the fish meat, using the fish bones and head to make a stock for stewing. The fish skin and flesh were also separated; the skin was roasted as a starter snack, while the meat was used for clear soup and porridge.
