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Even with a very sullen expression, she was still cute.
Reiko Onodera, who had just entered the door, couldn't help but show a surprised look at this scene.
"What are you all doing…"
Chiba Shimizu stopped what he was doing, apparently having so difficulty in prompting the young lady to say so kind of "welco ho" phrase.
The autumn-water-like eyes had already returned to the usual calm of earlier days, as cold as the rainy weather outside, chilling to the bone,
"Welco ho." The girl with the thick skin perfectly took on the role.
Misaki Saki lifted her little head and yawned, tears of sleepiness sliding from the corners of her eyes, showing last night's all-nighter had taken quite a toll on her.
"This is the lunch Chiba and I made," Haruka Yuzan said, smiling as he ca from behind.
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"You could have waited for to make it for you," Reiko Onodera felt an empty sense of loss in her heart.
And a vague sense of panic, Mrs. Onodera was that kind of person; she wasn't afraid of having things to do, she was afraid of being idle, not wanting to beco a superfluous person.
Yet, the large hand resting on her shoulder dispelled her doubts.
"Don't just stand there, you've always been cooking for us, it was so hard, we can also do sothing once in a while, this is Chiba's first ti cooking."
As he spoke, Haruka Yuzan led Mrs. Onodera to the dining table, where two girls were already waiting for them.
Feeling the warmth on her shoulder and hearing Haruka's words, Reiko Onodera also revealed a sweet smile, her earlier worries evaporating.
On the dining table,
Cumin beef, tomato and eggs stir fry, baked sturgeon, and seaweed egg-drop soup.
Three dishes and one soup, just enough for four people.
Misaki Saki's eyes lit up at the sight of the cumin beef, she swallowed, and her little mouth, as if sweetened with honey, habitually flattered the chef before the al,
"Who made this cumin beef? It looks so delicious, must be a great chef."
The little girl was very self-aware; like herself, who was lazy and couldn't do anything, she had to be good at talking.
Sweet-mouthed children get sweets.
"I made it, have a taste," Haruka Yuzan laughed heartily upon hearing this.
This ti, Misaki Saki had picked the right person; of the other three, only Haruka would indulge her with sweets.
Speaking of which, he also picked up a piece of the golden-fried eggs with tomato, which looked appetizing,
When he took a bite, the taste was quite ordinary, yet Haruka Yuzan was still generous with his praise,
"The tomato and eggs Chiba made are delicious as well."
No matter what, it was the girl's first ti cooking, and Haruka was in a habit of offering encouragent first.
"Let try so too," Reiko Onodera said with a smile, reaching for a piece as well.
She also offered her own praise, "Shimizu, it's delicious, is this your first ti cooking?"
Chiba Shimizu nodded calmly, not surprised or expectant that everyone was trying the food she made.
No amount of praise was just superficial; she knew whether it was good or bad.
She would feel grateful inside, but wouldn't be overjoyed, such was the lady of absolute reason.
Perhaps, the mont today when she had been flustered was when the boy had stood in front of her...
Chopsticks touching her lips, she couldn't help but look again at the back of the boy's hand.
An unconscious, unintentional gesture, indeed very touching.
Of course, the most outstanding perforr was the absolute and self-aware Misaki Saki.
Asserting now that she couldn't cook, her rosy little mouth opened and closed, the words she uttered always brought joy to the heart.
It made Haruka reluctant to scold her again tonight.
In the end, even to make a statent, she monopolized most of the plate of tomato and eggs stir fry all by herself.
Although it truly tasted very ordinary, Misaki Saki was quite aware, her right hand holding chopsticks, and her left almost constantly giving a thumbs-up,
"Shimizu, how did you make this? Teach next ti!"
"It's so delicious!"
Even the usually unfazed Chiba Shimizu stirred at the sugary words of the little she-devil.
It's hard to resist the continuous flattery from a cute little person.
"You're talking even when eating," Haruka Yuzan interrupted, that guy, retracting his earlier thoughts, decided to properly silence her tonight!
"You're just jealous because I didn't complint you," Misaki Saki retorted.
"Are you sick or sothing!"
The two of them bickered again like this, like children squabbling, without a shred of substance.
Reiko Onodera was by the side, suppressing a smile.
With Misaki Saki there, the dining table was destined to never be dull.
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[Tenant: 003]
[Na: Misaki Saki]
[Tenant's Wish List:]
[1. Don't want to stick on band-aids anymore, they feel so uncomfortable, hoping there's a way to deal with it... QAQ]
[2. Today's creative work has hit a snag, hoping to break through and find inspiration! Stagnant....]
[3. To produce an awe-inspiring work, to be called 'Master Misaki' by others!]
[For completing wish list one, the task reward: Add one attribute point]
May 6th, Wednesday, the weather is clear.
Another sunny day.
The azure sky occasionally has a couple of clouds drift by.
The quiet campus is imrsed in an atmosphere of study, with the breeze passing by and cherry blossoms gently falling onto the lawn.
The tender pink petals laying upon the lush grass, the contrasting colors were intoxicating.
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