Yuko Kinoshita came out and came out of the cramped kitchen.

She elegantly served the filet mignon made from expensive beef tenderloin.

On the snow-white plate, the delicate and tender "Meat in the Meat" is evenly drizzled with black pepper sauce from southwest India, and next to it, there are fine broccoli from the eastern Mediterranean coast and bright red carrots from southwest Asia.

The heat gushed and the aroma swayed throughout the room.

Takasaka nodded in satisfaction, and unhurriedly picked up the silver knife with his right hand.

He cut the filet mignon into small portions and slowly forked it up with a silver fork and put it in his mouth.

Originally, he was expecting this scene.

However, Ling Feng is too sorry -

These are just his imaginations.

Kazeta also understands that this is impossible.

It's not just a matter of time - Yuko Kinoshita, a childhood friend who has just entered the kitchen for less than a quarter of an hour, will have a hard time completing the dishes that Futa is looking forward to.

Also, the ingredients are not allowed, the beef tenderloin is very expensive, and the guy named Kazeta Takasaka can't buy it to his heart's content, at least for now.

"Yuko, didn't you say you were going to make lunch?"

Although there is no filet mignon that makes the wind too mouthwatering. However, the childhood sweetheart who came out of the cramped kitchen didn't even bring out the ordinary [egg fried rice].

Yes, there is not even an ordinary [egg fried rice].

She glanced at Feng Tai helplessly, and did not answer his question directly.

"Why is your fridge empty?"

"Eh, I remember I had toast and ......."

glared at the Empress Dowager Feng viciously, and as Takasaka Fengtai's childhood sweetheart, she directly interrupted him.

"I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about food that can be cooked!"

“…… You can cook toast bread, but Yuko can't. ”

The wind was too quiet to protest.

"Do you mean, my cooking skills are not good? Chef Takasaka, who only cooks a few egg-related dishes?"

"I'm not the one who only makes egg-related dishes, hey, you can't even cook toast!"

"Hush. ”

She glanced at Kazeta Takasaka.

The voice was not deliberately raised, and the pitch was not deliberately lowered.

"I won't cook for you if you can't even cook toast. ”

Yuko Kinoshita's just such a bland opening made Kazeta feel an incomparably huge pressure.

…… This guy!!

"I mean really, Kazeta. ”

Do you think you're going to be able to make me succumb like this?!

He stood up from the low table, his eyes instantly sharpened.

My name is Kazeta Takasaka, male, alive.

Exhaling softly, Kazeta looked directly into Yuko's turquoise eyes.

"Just don't cook. ”

I can't even count the years I've lived in the world.,Like today.,It's not a small number of times that I've been threatened by my childhood sweetheart with [don't cook].

"...... to me"

Whenever this happens, Mr. Takasaka always puffs out his chest and is not afraid......

"It's really important!"

Choose to surrender.

With a sad face, Takasaka Kazeta blocked the door with his not too strong body.

- Yuko's cooking level is really good!

"Hmph. ”

Taking this cold snort as the end of the fight, Yuko Kinoshita looked away from Futa.

“…… Don't stand in the doorway like a fool. ”

"Cook for me......"

"Walk away from the door first!"

"Cook for me when you walk away from the door?"

"Less verbose!"

Honestly walking away from the door, Takasaka Fu, tormented by the contraction of his stomach, sat down at the low table too regularly.

"Yuko ......"

Feng Tai's appearance fell into her eyes, making her sigh slightly.

She rubbed her forehead, looking helpless.

Of course, the so-called "helplessness" is only on the surface.

In Kinoshita's heart, the emotion that is defined as "happy" arises.

"I see. ”

She whispered in response to Feng Tai, then waved her hand, "But there are no ingredients in the refrigerator." ”

“…… I'll eat instant noodles anyway. ”

Saying to himself, regret flashed in Fengtai's eyes.

…… Really, I knew I was like a child.

"If you don't do it, you won't do it! Who is rare, and it's not only Yuko who can cook, but I can too!"

Obviously looking forward to the delicious food she will cook in her heart, but she still utters disdainful words in her mouth to belittle her value.

This kind of superficial vanity is called face......

Well, forget it.

In front of Yuko, my face doesn't exist at all, right?

Probably......

"Stupid, wouldn't you buy it if you didn't have it?"

Rolling her eyes, Yuko, who saw that the wind was too low, opened her mouth to remind.

"It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and if you go to buy it now, it can probably be considered dinner, right?"

Rejected Yuko Kinoshita, and the wind was too lazy to lie down on the bed.

"Who told you to wake up so late?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have gotten up so late. ”

“…… A sucker. ”

Muttering these two words, Yuko walked into the kitchen.

Glancing at her, Feng Tai didn't speak.

"Coo-goo. ”

My stomach growled.

……

When she came out of the kitchen again, Yuko Kinoshita was holding food that didn't exist when she went in.

Ordinary [egg fried rice].

The fragrance wafted and caught the attention of Kazeta Takasaka.

“…… I'm still looking forward to it. ”

Getting up from the bed, he pouted.

"There's no way, all I can find is eggs and rice. ”

“…… Forget it, Yuko's egg fried rice is not bad. ”

Closing his palms, Takasaka Futa looked at the egg fried rice with a brilliant color like broken gold: "I'm moving." ”

"Wait!"

Yuko seemed to remember something, and suddenly reached out and snatched the spoon that Futa held in her hand.

"Kazeta, have you brushed your teeth?"

“…… Forgot. ”

…… Is this the one thing you forgot?

"Stupid. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Walking into the bathroom, Kazeta picked up a toothbrush.

In less than five minutes, he was back out of the bathroom.

Picking up the spoon again, Kazeta spoke, "I'm moving, Yuko." ”

"Hmm. ”

She didn't even look back at the TV, just uttered a simple syllable in response.

“…… Yuko, I've changed the channel. ”

While letting the rice with just the right amount of hardness and softness be chewed in your mouth, Feng Tai picked up the remote control.

"No, I can't. ”

"Okay. ”

The egg is soft and tender, wrapping the elastic rice and making Futa's tongue happy.

……

PS1: Thank you for my reward for the month and the lone star, although I can't get it at all......

PS2: I was going to update it yesterday, but something suddenly happened, so I'm sorry...... The next chapter should be able to bury the pit......