The lively atmosphere lasted until late at night.

After dinner, Natsume took out the pudding that had been frozen in the refrigerator, separated it from the mold with a toothpick, and finally served it in a different cup, adding a little fruit and garnish.

The girls with a sweet tooth were excited, and the pudding they made was more delicious than the pudding they bought at the supermarket.

Maybe it's echoing that sentence, rather than getting something for nothing, you will have enough food and clothing by doing it yourself.

Watching them taste carefully, coupled with different voices of appreciation, Natsume wondered if she should make sweet and sour pork ribs and kung pao chicken tomorrow.

By the way, it seems that the essence of chicken in the house is about to run out, and the cooking wine used for seasoning is too light, so it must be processed tomorrow.

No, no! Natsume, who was leaning against the doorrail of the living room, shook his head vigorously, didn't this idea show that he had completely become a househusband?

His task is not to make food for this group of girls, but to 'fall in love'.

No matter how much you hate the real, real world, you can't give up easily, because it's just your own reality.

No one can escape their own reality, just as the sun will rise in the east, it is a royal being.

"Is it time to water?"

Looking out the window, the bright moon was hanging high in the night sky, and its light was like a cicada singing in the dark, preparing the stage lights for them.

Therefore, Natsume thought of the flower garden outside the door, which was transported by Miss Murayu Lingyin, saying that there were some rare medicinal herbs planted in the flower garden. So it needs to be taken care of by Natsume.

Obviously, there are special facilities in Ratatoskr. However, Murayu Lingyin still entrusted himself. It seems that she either hates herself or deliberately wants to play tricks on herself.

Walking sideways into the kitchen, remember that the watering can seems to be placed just under the cabinet.

Walking to the cabinet painted with green glue, it glittered because of the relationship that Natsume had wiped before, and crouched down in front of this dazzling light, Natsume opened the cabinet.

The pitch-black cabinet was immediately filled with the glow of the fluorescent lamp, and like an artist who was gradually entering the stage, a watering can appeared in front of him.

Picking it up, Natsume carried it towards the door.

Although on the way, I met Kotori who was holding water. But instead of saying anything, she stared at Natsume with grateful eyes.

The food is delicious, but it's a little hard to accept when you look at it with gratitude.

This may be one of the great things that chefs have, because delicious dishes are always praised and praised by others, and the producers feel the same sense of accomplishment as the scientists who have received honors.

There are two kinds of human existence, one is to exist for the sake of others; One is for oneself.

There is nothing wrong with the two, and approaching 'selfishness' is also a 'virtue'.

Natsume thinks he could be in between, or maybe he belongs to the second type. 'Selfish' human beings.

But now he is sincerely happy with the compliment, which makes his positioning a little difficult to grasp.

Walked to the courtyard. The elves who were silent in the darkness seemed to move with joy at this moment, and they blew the wind currents to interfere with Natsume's movements, causing the flowers and green grass in the flower garden to start swaying with a slight flapping sound.

The stars, who have refused to be embraced by the sun, are currently guarding the moon as shining guards.

Squatting down in front of the flower bed, Natsume pressed the head of the watering pot against the flower bed, and a thin stream of water sprayed out of the spout and sprinkled on the green leaves and petals.

The sparkling dew can be seen very clearly even at night, and the surface of their flirtatious petals is like pearls, pretending to try to rob it of its fragrance.

"Natsume-sensei came out alone, do you think it's funny?"

"Don't treat me as a protagonist with a withdrawn disorder.,It's just a watering thing.,Why did you come out...... No, it's Miss Flat. ”

"Don't always talk about things that people can't change! You perverted gentleman Natsume-sensei. ”

Without looking back, Natsume thought that if he had watered during the day, a rainbow might form in front of him.

Rainbow?

Speaking of rainbows, I have heard people say that it is not a beautiful existence, but a bridge built to welcome people whose lives are coming to an end.

Just like the sun's rays that fall from the clouds at the beginning of the heavy rain, it seems to be the path to heaven called the 'Angel's Stairway'.

"Natsume-sensei, can you continue the previous topic?"

"What was the topic before?"

"That's it, don't pretend you don't know, if we talked about it a while ago. Natsume-sensei's task is to fall in love, but people think it's a rather difficult task, after all, Natsume is fundamentally lacking in emotion, isn't it? ”

"I didn't."

I will cry when I encounter sad things; I hide when I feel pain; It's not that he lacks emotion as Lu said, and he doesn't even know what he's thinking.

That's a terrible thing, and personally, if you can't understand yourself, then you will never understand it, right?

"Negative? Mr. Natsume is really modest.,In the past,Mr. Natsume once 'killed'.,At the same time, he cried for the lost partner.,But is that really Mr. Natsume's feelings? ”

"Of course, in that world."

In that world of death games, I was sad for my former teammates.

"No, people think that the reason why Natsume-sensei cries is just to imitate, in order to make himself feel at ease."

"Let yourself, feel at ease?"

"Yes, just like human beings 'cry when they are sad', 'laugh when they are happy', 'sorrow when they are in pain', and 'calm when they are calm', Natsume-sensei's tears, in the final analysis, are just to fulfill their obligations, to fulfill the so-called 'sad' task in your heart, therefore, Natsume-sensei cried."

Crying like a child, like a weak person who has lost his support.

But that's an illusion, and that's what it means.

Natsume understood it very well, but she felt a little ridiculous.

"I really can't agree with it, of course my emotions are determined by myself, and grieving for them is not due to the fulfillment of any task, but the real pain."

I-

Natsume moved the kettle to the other side and watered the weeds that were about to be pulled out by herself.

"More than anyone else—anyway, I think it's the right thing to do at the moment."

"The stubborn Natsume-sensei is also quite cute, but can you really do it? Natsume-sensei, who falls in love with someone else, what does it look like? People are looking forward to it. ”

"You're looking forward to it."

"Received, after all, they are Natsume-sensei's enemies." (To be continued......)