I dropped the plastic bag in my hand.

“Was this a surprise from a TV show?”

“No, it wasn’t. I’m going to live in this house because I’m going to be Komaki-san’s younger sister.”

“Maybe, I don’t have a sister.”

“T-That’s not what I meant! My mom is going to marry Komaki san’s father!”

Seriously, …….

“That’s great.”

I washed my hands and put on my apron while still in my school uniform after a moment of hesitation.

Actually, I should change my clothes, but I’m nervous about showing my casual clothes to idols. I don’t want to keep a hungry girl waiting as much as possible.

Then I head for the kitchen.

The kitchen and living room are very close to each other, and we can see each others faces.

Hashiro-san looked at me with interest.

“What are you going to make?”

“I’ll tell you when it’s finished.”

Fortunately, there are enough ingredients for the two of us.

I had a variety of ingredients in my refrigerator, and I had bought a large quantity of the main ingredients so that I would be able to burn myself out of a broken heart.

I have frozen the rice I cooked yesterday, so I can heat it up and enjoy it.

Pork miso soup is also refrigerated. The secret of cooking for oneself living alone is to make a lot of food and leave it for later.

However, today’s main dish will be freshly made.

I took out two thick slices of pork loin.

“Pork. ……huh”

Before I knew it, Hashiro-san was standing right behind me.

Her eyes were sparkling. The idol who had been so far away from me was now in my kitchen. And from almost zero distance.

I almost lost my composure for a moment, but I told myself to calm down.

“I’m going to cook this right now.”

“Why the honorific?”

“No, it’s just something.”

I’m getting nervous. I took a deep breath.

Then I put the edge of the knife into the pork.

“Are you going to chop it finely?”

“No, I’m just going to cut into it. It’s called cutting the muscle.”

I do it

I make four light cuts in each of the two thick slices of pork. I also make a cut in the shape of the palm of my hand.

“What’s the purpose of this?”

“One is to make the meat into a shape that is easy to eat, like a glove. The other is to tenderize the meat. If you cut the muscle fibers, it won’t get tough when cooked. Also ……”

I take a thick wooden stick …… rolling pin off the shelf. Then I pound the meat.

“This is also to tenderize the meat,…… right?”

“You guessed right.”

I smile. Yes, I smile naturally.

Tension is easing off. People seem to be able to behave normally if they do something that they’re used to doing–something that’s fun for them.

“Um, ……, is there anything I can do to help you?”

“No, Hashiro-san is a customer, so you can take a break.”

“I’m not a customer, I’m your sister.”

Hashiro-san corrects me. No, maybe you are.

“You look tired, so I’ll leave you alone today.”

“Then I will help you another day. I promise.”

Hashiro-san fiddled with the ends of her red hair with her fingers. It must be a habit of hers.

I’ve seen it on TV.

A promise, yes. Besides, another day, huh? Is she going to live in this house?

With that thought in mind, I seasoned the meat with salt and pepper and dusted it with potato starch.

Then I prepared a frying pan and greased it with lard.

The important thing is the garlic. I throw the sliced garlic into the frying pan.

When the garlic is a nice color, I take it out and start cooking the meat.

I’m very good at what I do.

“Komaki-san …… looks like you are having fun.”

“Does it look like it?”


Hashiro-san nodded her head. In fact, it is fun.

“Cooking is my hobby.”


“Well, maybe it’s a little strange for a guy, but I get teased a lot for being feminine. People often make fun of me for being feminine.”

“I don’t think so! I think you’re cool!”

“D-do you think so, ……?”

“Yes. I can’t cook at all and I think it’s great.”

I felt my body temperature rise as the idol said that to me, her eyes shining brightly.

My hands stopped involuntarily.
Hashiro-san tilted her head.

“What’s wrong?”

“No, to be praised like that by that very popular idol, Hashiro Shiho, I thought …… this would be a once-in-a-lifetime keepsake.”

I said it jokingly, but I half meant it. Etoile Sandrillon is a regular favorite of mine too.

Hashiro-san smiled cutely.

“It’s an exaggeration to say that it’s a lifelong memorial. Besides,……, we’re going to live together as a family every day from now on.”

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Julian Robert
Julian Robert
7 months ago

Thanks. Love this