Suddenly, when you have a girlfriend, what do you all imagine?

Going home together after school, going to movie theaters or cafes on weekends and holidays, and sometimes even spending the whole day at an amusement park are not bad.

In fact, since I started dating Watanabe\ san, I have been simulating such situations, checking out cafes in front of the station, and so on.

But [my girlfriend visiting me at home.] I had not expected this at all.

Watanabe san is pure, and her knowledge of male-female relationships is limited. I assumed that if she were to visit my house, it would be after we had been dating for a while and had reached a certain stage in our relationship.

But, to my surprise, she suggested it with an innocent expression on her face.

This made me so flustered that I have never been able to return to a calm state of mind.

“W-well, then, you’ll have to wait here for a while.”

Two hours on the train, 15 minutes on the bus from the local station. Finally, we arrived at my house.


Watanabe san entered my house and sat down on the edge of the sofa in the living room, looking a little nervous.

She moved her scurrying face and made a soft expression while saying [Whoa.]

“So this is your house, Aikawa kun.”

Just looking at her like that makes me nervous. Alone with my lover in my own house. How could I not be nervous in such a situation?

“I don’t think there’s anything particularly unusual about it.”

I cut my gaze from Watanabe san, who sounded impressed, and headed for the kitchen.

I took out a cup of barley tea from the refrigerator and poured it into a cup.

“Wait, drink this and wait.”

‘Thank you. It feels nice and cold.”

Watanabe san put the cup against her cheek and made a pleasant sound, but I went to the bathroom and returned with a bath towel.

“Watanabe san, you can wipe your sweat off with this if you like. It will take a little longer for the air conditioner to work.”

We had come home under the blazing sun, and both Watanabe san and I were sweating. I thought it might be uncomfortable if it was left as it was…….

“Ah……Aikawa kun, could you please not get too close to me?”

She reacted to my words and moved away, looking embarrassed.

Perhaps her wariness of me had just now come to her mind?

Certainly, it would be a lie to say that such delusions did not occur, but I want to take good care of Watanabe san. I never intended to touch her.

I was a little hurt and it showed on my face.

“Ah, it’s not that……um…..I thought I might smell of sweat….”

She tells me shyly as she looks down.

It had been that hot, so she was certainly sweating, but what was wafting from her was a floral scent. It doesn’t smell bad at all.

But even if I told her honestly, I don’t know if she would agree with me because this is her own problem.

“If it bothers you, there is an antiperspirant spray, just in case…….”

So I made another suggestion.

“Please lend me !”

She was eating up my words. I took out the antiperspirant spray I usually use from my sports bag and handed it to Watanabe san.

She went to a corner of the room and stared at me while holding the antiperspirant spray and bath towel.

“Sorry, it’s hard to use if you’re watching me.”

I guess she has to take care of her sweat, so I should leave her alone here.

“I’m going to change clothes, so can you call me when you’re done?”

Saying that, I left the living room in a hurry.

“Thank you very much, I feel much better.”

Ten minutes later, I returned to the living room after receiving a message that everything was fine.

With a faint floral scent in the air, I accepted a towel from Watanabe san.

It was damp with her sweat, and I imagined her wiping her sweat in this room just now.

“Aikawa kun?”

As I freeze, Watanabe san tilts her head and turns her innocent eyes on me.

I turned away from her and hurriedly threw the towel back into the laundry tub.

“Nah, it’s nothing.”

“Is…..that so?”

I acted suspicious, but she tilted her head and didn’t pursue the matter further. That was a complicated feeling, but there was no use in staying like this forever.

Let’s move on to what we came here to do.

“Anyway, I think I’ll start cooking as soon as possible.”

“Yes, please.”

She clasped her hands together in front of her and said so happily.

In the first place, the reason why Watanabe san wanted to come to my house was because of her desire to try the fish she caught.

The first time we fished together, and the last time we fished together, she had never tasted the fish she caught. That said, she could not bring it home, so she had to come to my house to eat it.

“I want to try my hand at processing fish today, so please instruct me.”

She then pulls out a hair clip from her bag and gathers her flaxen hair so that it does not get in the way. The way she put the hair clip to her mouth was strangely sexy, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

“Then, can you use this apron?”

I handed her a brand-new apron that I had picked up on my way back to my room.

“Thank you very much.”

Watanabe san put on the apron quickly and came into the kitchen.

I looked at her standing beside me. My heart is pounding and I can’t take my eyes off her.

She was washing her hands in the sink, and the way she carefully and slowly washed her fingertips with hand soap was so elegant that I could watch her for a long time and never get tired of it.

“Hm, is everything alright?”

“No, I just thought the apron looked good on you.”

When a woman wears an apron, it gives off a homely atmosphere, but when it is Watanabe san, it takes on a different dimension. If this was a frilly apron, she would be in a completely newly-wed state, and I regretted why I didn’t get that for my new apron.

“D-don’t stare at me too much…it’s embarrassing.”

Perhaps such thoughts were conveyed to her and she covered her mouth and looked away.

If I look closely, her ears are faintly dyed red.

“T-then, let’s cook.”

I was distracted by an unnecessary thought, but I decided to start cooking.

The kitchen in my house is quite spacious, so two people can cook side by side.

First, I take out the Japanese whiting from the cooler box. The fish had already been frozen in ice water using seawater and ice, so it was already immobile.

“First of all, I would like you to remove the scales with the back of a kitchen knife.”


Once I show her the example, she begins to work seriously. She makes a shuffling sound on the cutting board as she works hard to remove the scales from the Japanese whiting.

“Next, insert a knife here and remove the head. Then, cut the belly, take out the entrails and blood, and then cut the fish into three pieces.”

“I-I understand !”

This time, she is unable to get the knife into the fish. Still, hse somehow manages to get the knife to the gill fins of the Japanese whiting…….

“T-there is a bone !”

She looked like she was about to cry and asked for my help. If this is your first time handling a fish, it’s understandable that you might hesitate at times like this.

“It’s okay, you’ll hurt yourself if you relax too much.”

I put my hand behind her back and together we went to work on the fish. The first thing you should do is to get your head around how to do it.


She listens to my instructions and finishes processing the Japanese whiting while her eyes glaze over.

“Yeah, that’s about right, I guess?”

I used about 20 of the Japanese whiting I caught to make sashimi. The plate is neatly lined up with thin slices of Japanese whiting.

“Ah, ah, um……Aikawa kun?”


“T-too close !”

Watanabe san pointed out that I was in close proximity to her. It seems that I was getting too close to her in order to see her handiwork, as I was giving her instructions on handling a knife.

“S-sorry ! I got carried away !”

I took my hand away from hers and moved away.

“No……well, I was the one who asked you to instruct me, and it was very easy to understand, so it’s all right.”

“Is that so?”

It’s fine if she says so, but her ears are red and I’m worried if she’s really okay.

“Then, the next step is how to process the fish for tempura–“

“Yes, please.”

I then instructed Watanabe san on how to open the back of the fish.

After that, we fileted all the remaining Kisu and fried it.

“Well then, thank you for your hard work today.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

We toast to each other with a glass of barley tea.

On the dining table, there was a plate of sashimi and Kisu tempura, and a bowl of rice and miso soup.

“Let’s start with you first, Watanabe san.”

I gave her the right to eat first and watched her eat.

“Then, I’ll take your word for it.”

She picked up a piece of sashimi with her chopsticks, put some wasabi on it, and dabbed a little bit of soy sauce on it. She took it into her mouth and tasted it slowly.


She put her hand on her cheek and made a face like she was melting.

“How is it?”

“It’s delicious, with a rich flavor spreading through its tenderness and lightness.”

Watanabe san was so impressed that she told me what she thought of the taste.

“If you catch it yourself, it will taste even better, right?”

“Yes ! It’s really delicious, I’ve never tasted anything like it.”

With a twinkle in her eye, she praises the food. She had caught the fish herself and processed it herself, so there was no reason it couldn’t be delicious.

“You should try the tempura. This time of year, Japanese whiting are often good size, so it’s very satisfying.”

“Yes !”

Watanabe san enthusiastically reaches out with her chopsticks and grabs a piece of tempura. She dipped them in the dipping sauce I had prepared, which included grated daikon (Japanese radish), and brought them to her mouth.

With a crisp sound, she eats the tempura. It was easy to read what she was thinking by the look on her face.

“It’s so soft and chewy and delicious.”

“That’s good.”

In this way, Watanabe san is satisfied with just how appealing the fish is to her. Watching her eat happily…..

“Aikawa kun, you haven’t eaten, have you?

“Oh, yeah.”

Watanabe san pointed out. I was thinking that it was time for me to eat too, when Watanabe san took a piece of sashimi and dipped it in soy sauce,

“Aikawa kun, ahn.”

She tried to feed it to me.

“Watanabe san?”

“Because you didn’t eat it for a long time.

Do you want your delicious food to get cold? ”

She makes a small complaint and sticks her chopsticks out further. Apparently, she has no intention of backing down…….


I feel like my face is about to catch fire. Surely we are now lovers, but isn’t it too soon for this kind of action?

“How is it, is it good?”

“Yeah, it’s delicious.”

Frankly, my head was about to boil and I couldn’t taste it.

“I’m glad. I wanted Aikawa kun to eat the fish I caught.”

What a cute reason. But, I couldn’t let her get away with it.

“If that’s the case,……Watanabe san, ahn.”

Half of this Japanese whiting was caught by me. I have the right to make her eat it too.

“Eh ! Ehh !”

“Look, if you don’t eat it soon, it’ll lose its flavor, okay?”

“Ugh……ahm !”

She probably never imagined that a counterattack would come. When her face turned bright red, she ate the sashimi I gave her and stared at me.

“Geez, you’re so mean.”

“That’s not true. I also wanted Watanabe san to eat the fish I caught.”

We looked at each other and blushed with embarrassment at what we had done.

“From now on, let’s just eat normally.”

“Y-yes, we should…….”

In the end, we both got damaged, and we ate normally after this.

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