Putting aside the pen in his hand, Naoki Natsume turned off the lamp and opened the window a little smaller to prevent the drizzle from entering the windowsill, and then casually picked up the mobile phone on the table and went downstairs.

Today, Mao Asai didn't wear a maid outfit all day, wearing an apron in loose casual clothes, and her hair was tied into small braids to prevent hair from falling into the pot.

At this time, she was wearing insulated gloves and carrying a steaming stew on the living room table.

The place where Natsume's family eats is not fixed, and when the mood is good, the two of them move to the living room to eat, and use the coffee table as a dining table.

If you don't bother to clean up, the shallow well will be set up in the kitchen...... Usually this situation is when Natsume Naoki is busy in the bedroom or study, and it is common for her to eat alone.

Mao Asai still has a very cute cotton slipper on her feet, and without the restraint of a maid's outfit, Naoki Natsume feels that this is what she really looks like under her appearance-

The two passed by, probably just taking a bath, and the girl's carcass exuded a slight fragrance that made the teenager uneasy, which was the smell of shower gel mixed with hormones of the same age.

"Dinner is very rich," Naoki Natsume said on his way to the bathroom to wash his hands, still looking back at the meaty dinner on the coffee table, "I don't think I can eat it." ”

Mao Asai walked out of the kitchen door with the last mushroom soup in both hands, and turned off the chandelier switch in the kitchen with his elbow.

"This is completely prepared according to the amount of food for the two of us, if you can't eat it, it must be Natsume-kun's problem."

"Why does it have to be my problem?" Naoki Natsume smiled helplessly: "Is it really possible that you are doing too much?" ”

"A maid wouldn't make such a low-level mistake."

Naoki Natsume thought to himself, you really can't make mistakes, but it doesn't mean that you are like a god.

After washing his hands, he sat on the sofa with Mao Asai and turned on the TV to watch today's news.

Mao Asai is making a standard Western meal today, with a perfect blend of French and German cuisine, including French cuisine, which is known for its delicate creamy mushroom soup with bread, and German classic pork knuckle and beef stew.

Mashed potatoes are not very particular, they can be used as staple foods or snacks, mainly candles and red wine to set off an atmosphere.

In addition, the rainy night in the evening was very quiet, and when the two of them were not talking, only the sound of raindrops falling on the windowsill and cherry blossom trees rustled.

With such weather and such a time, a candlelit dinner could not be more appropriate, and Mao Asai is a professional with advanced maid training who knows how to make the most of the right time and place to make the best dinner for the host and guests.

But just when Mao Asai wanted to get up and turn off the lights and light the candles, Naoki Natsume stopped her.

"It's not time yet." He said so.

Asai tilted her head to look at him, thought for a while, and finally didn't ask why, but sat back across from him, quietly waiting for what he called a good time.

Naoki Natsume looked at the wall clock on the wall, thinking about the time.

"Ding Dong!"

At the same time, a doorbell rang at the door.

Without Naoki Natsume's signal, Mao Asai had already taken the lead in standing up and walking to the entrance.

"Hello, is it Mr. Natsume's house?"

When the door was opened, there was a man in a delivery uniform, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, with gray temples.

He removed the brim of his raincoat and lifted it to reveal the cake hidden underneath.

The boxy packaging is very good-looking, and the ribbon used for decoration is not wet in the rain, which shows the professionalism of distribution.

The man put the note sheet on the cake in front of his eyes, and then asked, "The mobile phone ending in number is XXXX." ”

Asai Mao nodded, Naoki Natsume's mobile phone number she memorized very well.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and handed the cake to Asai Masao: "Thank you for your patronage!" The double-layer cream fruit cake will be delivered as requested, the cake price is 7,060 yen, the freezer bag and delivery fee are 600 yen, and only cash payment is accepted in bad weather. ”

This made Asai Mao's brows frown slightly, she had never heard of such a thing as ordering a cake at home.

As she thought, a bill was handed out from behind her.

Naoki Natsume, who was half a head taller than Mao Asai, came to her side, gently put one hand on her shoulder and motioned to her, "I'll come on", and in the other hand held a bill worth 10,000 yen.

"It's good to find 2,000 yen, it's really troublesome for you to deliver it on time on a rainy day." Naoki Natsume smiled, "Please be careful on the way back. ”

In Japan, due to the aging population and the lack of young and middle-aged labor, there are many more elderly workers in the food delivery industry than teenagers, which is exactly the opposite of the Celestial Empire.

After thanking Naoki Natsume, the man buttoned up his raincoat and hat and left.

"Go in, or the food will be cold." Naoki Natsume sent him down the stairs and cart, then smiled at Mao Asai and closed the door.

With the box of cakes in his hand, Asai followed him, and the two of them returned to the living room without saying a word, and only then did he gently turn off the chandelier.

Suddenly, only the flickering candles were left in the room, exuding a subtle warm light from the atmosphere.

Natsume placed the cake on the table, and Asai tacitly helped him move the plate to make room.

While placing the cake, Naoki Natsume said, "If there is anything you want to ask, just tell me." ”

"How do you know?" Asai asked.

After Naoki Natsume put the cake away, he thought about it:

"While eating in Shibuya at noon, I noticed that you kept looking out the window. I thought, you probably don't have anything to say to me, so look at the scenery...... But I noticed that you kept looking at the dessert shop across the street. ”

He said this in a relaxed tone, as if he were saying something insignificant.

But Asai was slightly surprised by his observational powers.

Immediately afterwards, Naoki Natsume put away his relaxed look, looked at Asai Mako, and had a serious expression: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, today is your birthday, right?" ”

Mao Asai nodded silently.

That's why she's a little abnormal today.

Because today is her birthday, there is only one vacation in a year, and it is also a holiday that she gives herself only once a year.

So today she wants to go out for a walk, without a uniform, go to her favorite store, buy something she likes, and cook a meal she likes......

"Is such a trivial thing your birthday wish?" Naoki Natsume scratched his head and said softly: "Actually, if you think about it on weekdays, if you don't like to wear a uniform or eat Chinese food, we can both discuss it." In my opinion, as long as you can teach me to learn, it doesn't matter what is written in the contract. ”

Mao Asai looked at Naoki Natsume's stupid mouth who didn't know how to express kindness, and suddenly smiled softly.

"Let's eat, multiple cakes, I really can't eat them now."

After laughing, Mao Asai said as he looked at the extra cake on the table.

"Then eat the cake first, and save the rest of the dishes for the next meal...... There is no one who doesn't eat cake on his birthday. ”

"Why are you so obsessed with cakes? Natsume-kun's hometown is in Hokkaido, and I thought you were used to eating red bean rice on your birthday. ”

Mako Asai thought to herself, your parents prefer to eat red bean rice on their birthdays, and obviously your family doesn't have the habit of having to eat cakes for birthdays.

"I won't do it, it's too late to do it...... Then next year. Naoki Natsume looked at Mao Asai and smiled like a spring breeze: "Next year, I will definitely remember your birthday in advance, and then you will teach me how to make red bean rice, right?" ”

The candlelight dinner turned into a birthday dinner, Naoki Natsume ate happily, and Mao Asai was not good at showing her emotions on her face, but she also ate a lot today...... The cake was eaten by herself.

It was supposed to be a very comfortable dinner, but Naoki Natsume ate it at the end, and he felt that the news on TV seemed to be ...... Somewhat...... Flower......

Natsume's shaky perspective made Natsume think that he might have drunk too much, but when he looked at the half-drunk red wine in the glass in front of him, he felt that something was wrong.

So Naoki Natsume's last thought before he passed out became "When did you get so bad about your drinking?" ”

Mao Asai looked at Naoki Natsume, who was lying on the sofa, lowered his head slightly and spit the wine in his mouth into the trash, and then went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

After coming back, with a physical strength of 9, she easily picked up Naoki Natsume.

"Natsume-kun is still too naïve." Asai Mao looked at him sleeping quietly and said softly, "Don't underestimate the willfulness of the maid, and don't underestimate my birthday wishes." ”