And the warm baby on the lower abdomen is also doing his best to exude his temperature at this time, and the warm feeling really makes Miss Buchuan lazy.

Of course, I didn't want to move all of a sudden.

And then it happened that Miss Buchuan's appetite that had disappeared directly from being tortured by her aunt had not fully recovered until now, so she didn't feel any hunger that "must eat", so Miss Buchuan's laziness naturally became more rampant at this time--so she kept her lying on the table and didn't move, Miss Buchuan pulled out a hand from between her hands, and after waving it in the air a few times, she lazily asked the class leader to let her go away by herself today.

Maybe in the near future, Miss Ayukawa will regret that she gave away a good meal for nothing today, right?

However, that's for the future.

Anyway, the current Miss Buchuan is already lazy, so she doesn't want to care about this.

And Luo Xiaotian noticed that Miss Buchuan didn't want to go to the housekeeping class to eat and drink once, so where would she let go of this "two-person world" where she could get along alone?

However, it's a pity that the class leader here looked at Luo Xiaotian and felt that she must have bad intentions, so how could he allow her to skip class too?

In short, he directly forcibly pulled Luo Xiaotian away.

-- Not to mention how reluctant Luo Xiaotian was to go to the bottom at that time, I only felt as if I had missed 100 million invisibly.

Then, when Miss Buchuan completely forgot about the things in the housekeeping class and slept very comfortably, suddenly she frowned slightly in her sleep, and vaguely seemed to smell a very wonderful and appetizing fragrance...... Wait, is it time for her to take a lunch break when she falls asleep?

The next second this thought floated through her head, Miss Ayukawa instantly felt like she was stimulated. Directly opened his eyes suddenly.

But my head is still a little groggy.

So Miss Buchuan frowned slightly and supported her forehead, and raised her head in a trance, as if this was the sequelae of the eldest aunt's excessive blood loss. Looking around a little hazy, Miss Ayukawa noticed that although everyone was playing, it seemed that no one was eating the bento.

So following the direction of the fragrance she smelled, Miss Bukawa turned her head directly and looked ahead of her.

"Bu, Buchuan, why did you wake up?"

Unexpectedly, Miss Buchuan suddenly opened her eyes, and raised her head to look in her own direction, the head of the class did not have any psychological preparation, of course, she was slightly stunned for a moment-although she did want to wake up Miss Buchuan, but she hadn't used the "Fishing Method" yet? So the question blurted out. However, Miss Buchuan didn't answer the class leader's question about herself, and her eyes seemed to freeze for a moment. stared blankly at the class leader's hand.

-- To be exact, something that the head of the class is carrying.

Miss Bukawa here is admittedly aware that the source of the fragrance is not someone else's lunch, but it happens to be the thing that the head of the class brought with him when he returns from class.

That's what you eat!

After sleeping comfortably and recovering a lot of energy for herself, Miss Bukawa certainly had a lot of appetite and her stomach was recovering...... So at this point, her eyes could no longer hold anything except the container that absolutely contained the food.

What the?

Of course, these two big people can't eat them, and of course Miss Buchuan can't put them in her eyes

"What is this?"

Stretching out his hand and pointing directly at the container that seemed to be used to keep warm in the hand of the head of the class, Miss Bukawa's eyes straightened slightly. On the other hand, she asked the class leader very concisely -- Miss Buchuan decided that if it was filled with something she liked to eat, then she would definitely be stronger! If it wasn't the food she liked, it didn't matter, she barely ate half of it and tasted it before throwing it back to the class leader. Miss Buchuan has always been so humane, don't be too impressed.

#我已经不想吐槽世界上怎么会有这样子的主角了#

――I don't want to complain about how there is a barrage like you.

And the head of the class here didn't seem to have any intention of hiding Miss Buchuan, and after smiling a little helplessly, he also honestly replied that this was a ginger soup specially prepared for Miss Buchuan herself. After drinking, you can warm up and relieve the pain of the great aunt.

Listening to the meaning of the class leader's words, it seems that he took the opportunity to boil the existing ingredients in the middle of cooking in the housekeeping class.

After all, the head of the class is a master cook. It doesn't seem like a difficult task to be dual-minded in the kitchen.

Because the materials in the home economics class are specially prepared for the topic, the class leader can only pick out a few suitable materials from them that will not conflict to make ginger soup, so it seems that this ginger soup is a little simple, after all, there are not many materials. And it's the simplicity of the ingredients, so the time it takes to boil is not as long as the normal ginger soup takes a long time, and it happened to be completed just when the class was about to end, and the head of the class also took the heat preservation from the housekeeping teacher and brought it to Miss Bukawa in the classroom.

However, even if this ginger soup can be said to be simple, the final boiled product is very good, and the smell is mouth-watering anyway.

That's right, Luo Xiaotian next door wanted to drink secretly.

It's a pity that the class elder found out in time and stopped her, and in the end, she was so greedy that she gave her such a small spoonful.

By the way, when the housekeeping teacher lent the warmth and it was easy to hear that the head of the class was preparing ginger soup for a girl who was "deeply tormented by the pain of her aunt", all of a sudden, the simple-minded housekeeping teacher did not feel that the head of the class was making a big deal about his behavior, but was deeply moved. (To be continued.) )