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Cuisine is a product that reflects a chef's understanding of life, and it's remarkable that a young girl can make such a dish.
This indicates that they have already begun to have expectations for life again.
Isn't this a good thing?
"I should go too."
The girl's gaze lingered on Qingye, her smile radiant and sparkling.
"At this time..."
Aoba glanced at the clock and nodded in agreement.
It's almost eight o'clock.
"It's too late if I go back home, my family will worry."
Asuna took off her apron, but she didn't let down her ponytail and sideburns.
"Ok."
Seeing this, Aoba could only smile helplessly.
Asuna skillfully hung the apron on the wall.
Her every move was being watched by everyone.
wow-
The girl opened the shop door, half of her body already stepping out, but her head turned back.
"Aoba-kun, could you come out for a moment?"
Her words instantly stirred up the atmosphere in the store.
The trio got a little excited.
Yukino Fuyuki's eyes clearly held amusement at the spectacle.
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Unlike joy, there is Hiratsuka Shizuka.
Now she's not just shaking her leg, her fingers are also constantly tapping on the table.
The chill emanating from her body made Yukino Yukari feel uneasy.
"Hmm? Well... okay."
Aoba was surprised for a moment, but still agreed.
He followed the girl out of the store.
They also gently closed the shop door a little.
"Eh~"
Upon seeing this, Futaro uttered a meaningful sound.
However, the next second...
Whoosh-!
The sound of something cutting through the air rang out above his head, and Futaro's hair stood on end instantly. He reflexively covered his head and buried it in the table.
"Futaro, stop talking~"
Saitama's bright, smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
During high school, he also received his fair share of lessons from Hiratsuka Shizuka's iron fists!
"Uh-huh.."
Futaro nodded hurriedly, not daring to even move his eyes.
After exchanging glances, the two understood each other perfectly.
outside the house.
"What's wrong?"
Aoba looked at the girl in front of him.
Even though the sky was dim, it couldn't dim the girl's radiant beauty.
"Aoba-kun, thank you."
Asuna gently untied the bun of hair tied at the back of her head.
The fleeting moment when the girl's hair fell loose had a breathtaking charm.
"Thank me?"
"You helped me tonight, I should be thanking you."
Aoba smiled and said to the girl.
Asuna's lips curled up, and she looked at Aoba with a playful glint in her eyes.
"I know."
"what do you know?"
"Aoba-kun, you don't actually need my help, right? Futaro's behavior just now was also something you told him to say, wasn't it?"
Asuna's eyes were a little cunning, like a little girl who had guessed the answer to a riddle.
Aoba hesitated for a moment, then sighed helplessly and nodded.
"you guessed wrong."
"Hmph~ Impossible!"
"So... are you happy to see your guests enjoying your cooking?"
"Yeah, I'm really happy~!"
"That's good.."
"Aoba-kun, I will come again."
"Okay, you're welcome anytime."
"Hehe, can you teach me how to cook next time you come?"
Asuna looked at Aoba somewhat embarrassed.
Those eyes were like those of a little girl waiting for the right answer.
Seeing this, Qingye chuckled softly, her stray hairs fluttering slightly.
"of course."
wow-
As soon as Qingye entered the door, she was stared at by several pairs of eyes.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Aoba walked behind the bar as if nothing had happened.
Among the trio standing nearby, Futaro and Saitama exchanged a glance, neither daring to make a move.
However, with her back to Hiratsuka Shizuka, the wildly upturned corners of her mouth left Aoba somewhat helpless.
"Futaro, what are you laughing at?"
Aoba glanced at Futaro and Saitama.
"Huh?! I laughed?"
Futaro felt a sudden, cold gaze from behind and quickly turned to look at Saitama:
Saitama, did I laugh?
"No."
Saitama looked at Futaro with a serious expression and said earnestly.
“Futaro definitely didn’t laugh.”
"Aoba, you must have seen wrong."
Even Genos could tell something was off about their back-and-forth performance.
"laugh?"
"Tell us what's funny, let's share it together!"
"Futaro!"
The voice of Hiratsuka Shizuka behind them suddenly made the two of them stiffen.
"Sister Jing, you must have seen it wrong."
Futaro quickly shook his head.
"Alright, Xiaojing, don't disturb the other guests!"
Aoba looked at Futaro, who was trembling under Hiratsuka Shizuka's punches, and spoke up to stop him.
A little farce attracted the attention of almost everyone in the store.
Even the blonde girl who was visiting for the first time was staring at Aoba and Hiratsuka Shizuka with strange eyes.
"Hmph~!"
Hiratsuka Shizuka didn't say much, just gave a soft hum and sat down next to Yukino-sensei again.
"Excuse me, Reiko, and this one too..."
"It took so long."
Aoba first apologized to Reiko and Kaori Miyazono, then patted Kyokotsu's head.
"Puch-"