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(TL/N : I don’t understand the konekone…)
I had cleaned up the room and water area, and I had finished cleaning up well before Sakimiya-san came home.
I had sold off the only ero games and magazines that would have ended up in my room if Sakimiya-san had seen them, so I was fine.
I would be sharing this room with Sakimiya-san for a long time, so I had no choice but to get rid of the ero goods.
Besides, the times are online now.
I can just repurchase everything I sold online later.
Well, that’s a big expense, but it’s better than …… being seen by Sakimiya-san and being pulled away.
If Sakimiya-san saw books that I sometimes want to look at, she’d be very reluctant. ……
[Bing bong.]
“Oh, Sakimiya-san is back.”
I unlocked the door with a startled look on my face.
“I’m back, Kazakiri-kun.”
“Oh, oh, welcome back, Sakimiya-san!”
I was so nervous that I started to behave suspiciously.
“Kazakiri-kun, are you nervous?”
“That! That’s not true! Ah, I’ll carry that shopping bag!”
“Well, Kazakiri-kun won’t do anything strange, so don’t be nervous.”
Sakimiya san laughed and handed me a shopping bag, then went into the room.
W-weird things are ……!?
I mean, that’s what you mean, right?
My heart pounded even faster.
“Kazakiri-kun, what do you want to eat today?”
“A-Anything!”
“Okay, then, I’ll make a hamburger steak or something.”
Sakimiya san’s homemade hamburger steak…..
I’m not thinking anything strange, but the only time in my life I’ve had the opportunity to eat a girl’s home-cooked meal was during a cooking class, so when I think about it, I’m impressed.
I put the shopping bags in front of the refrigerator in the kitchen and put the ingredients in the shopping bags into the refrigerator.
I’m going to leave a lot of the housework to Sakimiya-san, so I have to do at least this much.
“Fufu, Thank you, Kazakiri-kun.”
“You don’t have to thank me. Sakimiya san bought it for me, so I have to do something like this.”
“I’ll have to make the most delicious hamburgers then, won’t I?”
I-I’m looking forward to it too much. ……
“I’ll start getting ready as soon as I put on my apron, so Kazakiri-kun can relax and watch TV.”
“relax…well, I’ll help you make it too!”
“Can you help me?”
“Yes! I don’t feel at ease having to do nothing while Sakimiya-san makes it for me.”
I can’t let Sakimiya-san do it alone, no matter how much gas I lend her.
Due to my personality, feeling apologetic tends to be stronger.
It’s true that I’m not very good at cooking, but I’m sure I can help in some way.
“Then, I’ll take your word for it and cook with you, Kazakiri-kun.”
Sakimiya-san smiles kindly.
Don’t worry. Sakimiya san is a kind person, despite her flashy appearance, and I’m sure she’ll praise me even if I’m not very good at it.
Well, I would be really happy if I could get a simple compliment from Sakimiya san
I’m always showing her the uncool side of me, and I want to show her the cool side once in a while, too.
Okay, let’s do it. ……
Motivated, I put on an apron and stand in front of the sink.
“We are going to make hamburgers and potato potage soup, so let’s use carrots, onions, potatoes, and broccoli for now.”
“Y-Yes! Understand!”
“Mooou, you’re too nervous. Then, we’ll start washing and peeling the vegetables.”
Saying that, Sakimiya-san pulled a bright pink apron with a big heart embroidered on the chest from around her neck.
I knew she wears a pink apron for everyday use.
I remember the last time I saw her working at Snow tops, she was wearing a pink apron.
“Kazakiri-kun, are you okay with vegetables?”
“Y-yes. Carrots, potatoes, and onions are vegetables that I use a lot (since I can only cook curry).”
“Hee! You are so cool that you eat vegetables, Kazakiri-kun?”
“I-I guess so.”
I’m so embarrassed that Sakimiya-san suddenly told me I’m cool that I almost grinned like a baby, but I suppressed it.
I was so happy to be praised by Sakimiya san that I wanted to praise her as if in return.
“Oh, you know, Sakimiya san! That apron is really cute! It’s the perfect apron for you.”
“Eh—?”
Then, in direct contrast to her expected reaction, Sakimiya-san dropped the potatoes she was washing into the sink.
“Eh? S-Sakimiya san?”
“M-mouu! Kazakiri-kun!”
“Y-Yes”
“You’re not allowed to say ‘cute’ when cooking! If you say it while I’m holding a knife, I might cut myself because I’m so happy.”
“Haa??”
What do you mean you’ll cut yourself?
Apparently, I had unknowingly interfered too much.
I regret it.
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