"Really, really?" Mio Izumi looked at Naoki Natsume's expression so seriously, which was a little unexpected, and her mood became excited and apprehensive......

Natsume-kun is willing to eat my cooking!

That must be done well, otherwise it will leave a bad impression in Natsume-kun's heart!

Mio Izumi cheered herself up, although she was a little apprehensive, but she still had confidence.

After all, I have been practicing for so long, and my parents and Xiaohui have also said that they have improved a lot after eating.

"There's no one using the stove here, right? I used it! ”

Mio Izumi pointed to the nearest stove and shouted around, but unfortunately everyone walked away in a very interesting way, and now there is no one who will come over to be a light bulb?

Megumi Tosaka heard Mio Izumi's voice, pulled out of his busy work, and came over and replied, "Mio-chan, do you want to use the stove?" Use it, use it, that one won't be used for a while. ”

Megumi Tosaka is not only the accountant of the sports club, but also the busiest person at the annual school festival - she has to coordinate the use of various items at the school festival, and the best place to go is to be with the club members who make things, and control consumption and calculate income while helping.

So every year the campus festival is also her busiest time.,I was so busy just now that I didn't notice what happened here.,Now I found out that Natsume Naoki was actually there.。

"Ah, when is the little handsome guy coming?" Megumi Tosaka looked at Naoki Natsume and shouted at the top of her voice.

Naoki Natsume smiled back: "Hello Tosaka-senpai." ”

"I'm almost too busy here, so I won't entertain you! Let Mio-chan entertain you well! Megumi Tosaka looked at the two of them with a smile, and then suddenly realized something, and her expression suddenly realized: "Oh~ Mio-chan, you want to use the stove to cook for the little handsome guy, no wonder ......"

"Xiaohui, shut up!"

All of a sudden, Natsume Naoki only felt a gust of wind blowing beside him, and when he came back to his senses, the senior sister had already rushed to the side of the senior sister Tosaka and covered the latter's mouth.

Naoki Natsume was stunned for a moment, looked at the position of the senior sister just now, and then looked at Senior Sister Megumi Tosaka.

Good guy, about seven or eight meters away, a second to fly?

You must know that this speed is considered fast after the running starts, and the senior sister goes from static to moving......

Megumi Tosaka made a "woo-woo" sound from her mouth, and she winked at Mio Izumi with her eyes, signaling that she was weird and not talking nonsense, and Mio Izumi slowly let go of her.

"Hehe, Mio-chan, your explosive power just now went to participate in the National University Games, and you are guaranteed to win the first place!" Megumi Tosaka grinned and teased her.

Facing Megumi Tosaka's teasing, Mio Izumi just glared at her and scratched her nose hard: "Joke with me again, see how I clean you up!" ”

"Go cook, go cook!" Megumi Tosaka pushed Mio Izumi back to the stove, flattering to help her tie her apron, turned her head and looked up at Naoki Natsume: "Little handsome guy, you can only eat hot dry noodles today, do you know?" On today's menu, except for the hot dry noodles and Yangzhou fried rice, at most you will add a hamburger meat side dish, nothing else! ”

Naoki Natsume was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Senior Sister Tosaka, how do you know that I like to eat hot dry noodles?" And you're talking about dishes that I like to eat. ”

Mio Izumi bent over and began to tinker with the gas canister and switch, but her cheeks were already flushed.

Megumi Tosaka was close, and as soon as she tilted her head to see Mio Izumi's appearance, she was thinking about the dishes that Mio-chan had been practicing, and her eyes rolled, and the aunt at the corner of her mouth couldn't stop laughing.

"I see......"

It turns out that Mio-chan, what you practice is all dishes that handsome guys like to eat!

I usually ask you and you still don't admit it, saying that you just practice casually, and you find a careful anchor to start watching, and it has nothing to do with others.

Mio Izumi saw the smiling expression on Megumi Tosaka's face, her face became more and more ruddy, and she was even more shy than she usually saw at all, and even the roots of her ears were red.

"Go about your own business!"

Mio Izumi gave the order to evict the guests, and Megumi Tosaka smiled even more happily, and reluctantly left while saying that it was okay.

It's torture to get a gossip leader to refuse such a sweet melon, but Megumi Tosaka, who even has the truth that the good drama is behind, can only retreat first and let the two of them cultivate their relationship.

Back in the busy group, Megumi Tosaka was still thinking in her heart, if the matter between the handsome guy and Mio-chan really came to pass, wouldn't it be a good conversation if she and the straight man in Kitahara could also do it?

"There's something wrong with that stove over there, so take care of it, just use these first." Megumi Tosaka said to the members of the group.

Several people looked at each other, and they could only accept this fact.

Mio Izumi, who was wearing an apron on the other side, waited until the rosiness of her face disappeared a little, and then straightened up and started to get busy.

The sports club not only moved cooking utensils such as stoves, milk tea machines, and ovens today, but even moved two freezers over there, so that the ingredients can be kept fresh after the electricity is turned on, and everything from seafood to meat and vegetables can be guaranteed, and even if the sports club plans to open a sushi restaurant tomorrow if there is still so much traffic.

Mio Izumi took the ingredients out of the refrigerator and began to make hot dry noodles and fried rice for Naoki Natsume.

Naoki Natsume raised his eyebrows as he watched his senior sister's decent movements and skillful cooking.

"Senior sister, you're so good at cooking," Naoki Natsume smiled, "Or do you girls know how to cook?" ”

"I just know a few dishes." Mio Izumi replied with a slight smile, and suddenly she looked stunned.

"You girls?" She looked at Naoki Natsume with some suspicion: "Can you cook?" Which girl else did Natsume-kun cook? As far as I know, Natsume-kun's mother is in Hokkaido, and you live alone in Tokyo, right? ”

Naoki Natsume's expression froze.

Good guy, I thought that only girls with high understanding, Amamiya and Asai, had keen insight.

It turns out that the girl's sixth sense has nothing to do with understanding.

"Of course not that." Naoki Natsume didn't know why, as if he was instinctively reacting, he thought of his words, and his face became a little self-deprecating: "I'm not very good at cooking, and the boys I know are no different from me, so I subconsciously think that girls can cook?" ”

Mio Izumi apologized slightly when she heard this: "It turns out that Natsume-kun meant this, I misunderstood you." ”

"Kacha!"

The kitchen knife rattled on the cutting board, and the kohlrabi screamed.

Naoki Natsume looked at the bright kitchen knife, and inexplicably felt so dangerous, as if he had escaped death.

Strange, how can it feel this way?

For a moment, Natsume Naoki felt that someone in the heavenly kingdom was waving at him.

The meal was done quickly, hot dry noodles and fried rice, steaming hot.

Mio Izumi also knew that his mind was exposed in the sports club, so he simply didn't pretend, pulled a folding table and two high chairs, and just set up a table in the corner of the square with Naoki Natsume, and enjoyed the freshly baked meal face to face.

It's definitely not appropriate to eat noodles and rice alone, so hot dry noodles and fried rice are separated, and Mio Izumi plans to let Natsume-kun taste which one suits her appetite and eat the other one herself.

The side dish is naturally fried hamburger, and it is because of this dish that she has a shallow scar on her hand.

While Mio Izumi was moving the chair, Naoki Natsume looked at the posture of the senior sister and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if he knew something.

"Which one do you prefer, Natsume-kun, hot dry noodles or fried rice?" Mio Izumi held the spoon and stuck it on the fried rice, she looked at the spoon and blushed, shook her head and pressed this bold idea in her heart.

Feed Natsume-kun by yourself or something...... Shame on you.

Naoki Natsume rubbed his stomach, he was really hungry, so he picked a quick hot dry noodle and blew it, and ate it in his mouth.

Mio Izumi blinked, looked at Natsume-kun eating and thought, doesn't Natsume-kun have the habit of praying before meals at home?

This is actually because she doesn't know Naoki Natsume.

Asai would not be surprised if he was here, the two of them have a tacit understanding at home, and what kind of meals to eat.

Eating Chinese food is the table etiquette of Chinese food, French food is the table etiquette of French food, only when eating Japanese food, two people will pray before eating, such a diverse table, it is estimated that only in Natsume's house can be seen.

In fact, this is also a part of the maid's work, to train the master into an excellent elite who is knowledgeable, table etiquette is an indispensable part.

For example, ramen in Japanese cuisine and ramen in Chinese cuisine, it is taboo to eat noodles and make rude noises in Chinese table etiquette, while it is disrespectful to the chef to eat noodles silently in Japanese ramen, and the noodles can express deliciousness.

Table manners like this are completely opposite, if you don't know anything when you go out as a guest in the future, and make jokes, it will be a dereliction of duty for the maid to do her usual job.

Naoki Natsume took a bite of noodles, and his eyes lit up: "It tastes good!" ”

Mio Izumi became more and more nervous when he moved quickly, and his heart was in his throat before Naoki Natsume spoke.

Hearing this, her hanging heart finally let go, patted her chest, and comforted herself with a little cuteness: "That's good, that's good." ”

"And ......"

"And what?"

Naoki Natsume's words made Mio Izumi nervous again, especially when he frowned this time.

"Let me try the other dishes first, I'm a little unsure."

After that, Naoki Natsume ate a little fried rice again, sandwiched a quick hamburger and fried meat, and after he had tasted all the dishes on the table, he put down the fast rice and his face was a little solemn.

It's broken.

Is there something wrong with your sense of taste?

Naoki Natsume oozed a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, why did he feel that he had eaten a little taste of Asai cooking?

Don't you girls cook with the same taste?

With the previous foresight, Naoki Natsume would never say what was in his heart.

But this sense of déjà vu is too strong, and it's obviously dating a senior sister......

This should be considered dating, right?

Taking a step back, campus dating is also dating! Although there is no school uniform after going to college, it is not bad.

Obviously he was dating his senior sister, but he felt that the food on the table was made when Asai was half-asleep, and the strong sense of déjà vu made him feel a little ashamed.

But this shame was quickly erased by Naoki Natsume's innate scumbag qualities, just like a virus being killed by the immune system.

What kind of sense of déjà vu, isn't this just to lay the groundwork for the senior sister and the little rich woman to go to the house as guests later?

Naoki Natsume said to himself in his heart that the reason why there is such a situation where eating the food cooked by the senior sister and eating one-tenth of the charm of the shallow well should be that he thinks about it day and dreams at night.

Previously, Asai also said that he would invite these two people to his home as guests.

Won't that be exactly the same as it is now? At that time, the table will really be made by Asai food.

"Natsume-kun?" Mio Izumi was nervous and cautiously asked, "Is there anything that doesn't match the taste?" ”

"Nothing." Naoki Natsume came back to his senses and shook his head: "I ate something familiar...... The senior sister made it to my taste, and I like it very much. ”

"That's great. Natsume-kun ate more, just a little too much. ”

Naoki Natsume sweated on his forehead like this, and the more he ate, the more he doubted his life.

When he had eaten everything, he even wanted to go to the outside store after school......

Are you used to eating the food made by Asai, and everything you eat in the future will taste like this?

Naoki Natsume was a little melancholy, but he didn't know that the apprentice learned from the master, and it was normal to be able to make a little bit of the master's taste.

It's a pity that Asai, who is the master of this matter, doesn't know about it, otherwise the maid will have a new fun.

It is estimated that Asai will look at Mio Izumi with the same eyes as Kaguya, with a little pity in his eyes.

It's pathetic.

After eating, I can hear Natsume-kun's praise, and for Mio Izumi, his efforts in the previous months have been worth it.

With a relieved face, she cleaned up the table and kitchen utensils, not noticing that Naoki Natsume's eyes were staring at her more and more solemn.

"Senpai."

"Huh? What's wrong Natsume-kun? ”

With Naoki Natsume's help, Mio Izumi quickly cleaned up the stove, and Naoki Natsume did look at her with a serious face.

"Senior sister come with me." Naoki Natsume didn't say a word, but actually took the senior sister's hand and walked out!

"Eh, Natsume-kun!"

Mio Izumi was taken aback by this sudden move, and subconsciously thought about withdrawing her hand.

But when her consciousness caught up, she shoved half of her hand back into Naoki Natsume's palm.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous!

I almost pulled my hand out!

Izumi comforted herself in her heart, and then her little face flushed, and she was embarrassed.

I'm so shy!

Subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, but he pulled it halfway and stuffed it back again, if Natsume-kun tried it, how could he have a face to see people in the future!

With a red face and a lower head, he secretly looked at Naoki Natsume, but found that his face was still so serious that he didn't seem to notice this.

Mio Izumi comforted herself in her heart, it's okay, it's okay.

But in fact, Naoki Natsume tried it, but his heartbeat was faster, but he didn't find it clear.

A woman's blush is better than a long confession, and if you get cheap, remember to be good.

Enjoy the ambiguity, enjoy the youth.

Mio Izumi was taken away by Naoki Natsume with a red face amid the whispered exclamations and happy eyes of many companions in the sports club.

The two men walked hand in hand through the sea of people, walked further and further, and finally came to a tree-lined path where there were no people.

Naoki Natsume stopped and let go of Mio Izumi's hand.

Mio Izumi looked left and right, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Natsume-kun: This is going to ......

"Come up, senior sister." Naoki Natsume suddenly squatted down, "I'll carry you to the infirmary." ”

"Huh?" Mio Izumi was stunned.

"Senpai's foot hurts, right? And the wound should be bleeding again. Naoki Natsume said.

"Natsume-kun, why are you ......?"

"How can I tell?"

Naoki Natsume smiled helplessly: "Maybe it's a long-term illness." ”

Who allowed themselves to get hurt so often before?

In particular, the nail cover of the thumb of the foot has not been changed several times in the past ten years.

Izumi Mio waited for everything to calm down, only to notice that the thumb of his foot was swollen and swollen, and he didn't notice the adrenaline secretion just now.

Could it be that Natsume-kun can see that his foot is injured just by his walking posture?

At this moment, Mio Izumi felt that the thumb of his foot should be cracked again.