It took a bit of ti to finish cooking.
Sakurai Saki divided the rice into portions and placed the dishes on the table.
He didn't forget the ghost girl who had followed him into the kitchen.
"Dinner ti!! Yay!" Yakumo Shiro spun in the air, happily raising both hands and clapping.
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Now that he thought about it—what do ghosts usually eat?
Incense? ♨♨♨
Did tasting food serve only to satisfy their lingering desires for flavor? Or was it that if they weren't offered anything by their family, ghosts would starve until they faded away? Would that make them... hungry ghosts?
At the dining table, Sakurai Saki watched Yakumo Shiro and realized she was very picky.
She hated bell peppers, disliked carrots, but seed delighted eating pickled vegetables.
Tonight's al was tempura—pretty greasy—so the pickled daikon was there to help balance things out.
Nakano Nino glanced at the pickles with a displeased expression, then pushed them away.
After doing that, she cheerfully picked up a tempura shrimp and popped it into her mouth.
A few seconds later, Nino broke into a smile of pure bliss.
Delicious!
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Sakurai Saki picked up a piece of vegetable and waited for the ghost girl to finish eating before swallowing his own bite.
"How bad is your nearsightedness? I'll go buy contact lenses for you tomorrow." Sakurai Saki thought it wasn't a good idea to let her stay blind like this.
Yesterday when he picked her up, he had seen several injuries on her body. They looked like self-inflicted wounds… but could've also been from falling.
"No need… soone like isn't worth your concern." Nakano Nino lifted her head and said anxiously.
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She didn't dare let him sacrifice anything more for her.
Nakano Nino had never imagined she'd ever have to lower herself like this in front of a complete stranger.
But rembering the things he said to her yesterday made her heart beat faster.
'Sharp tongue, soft heart… maybe that's the type of person he is?'
Thinking this, Nino's cheeks flushed a little.
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