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He's a man now!
As Uncle Furukawa hugged Sanae, he gave Aoba a thumbs-up from behind.
"Sanae-nee, Furukawa-san, I'm leaving now."
Seeing this scene warmed Aoba's heart.
After waving goodbye.
Then he and Hisako Shinto walked towards the alley entrance.
At this time of day, brothels would have already closed.
Aside from the people going to work, Aonosuke Street is very quiet.
At the alley entrance, there were only Aoba and Hisako Shinto.
"By the way, Miss Shinto, do you handle returning it?"
Aoba suddenly thought of a question.
This caused Hisako Shinoto, who was standing in front, to tremble slightly.
"Yes, please rest assured, Mr. Aoba."
The girl's reply was somewhat somber and helpless, but Aoba wasn't really listening.
He stared blankly at the luxury car in front of him.
Two lifetimes.
This might be the first time he's ever ridden in such a luxury car that he's never even seen before.
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Totsuki Academy.
Tokyo's largest culinary academy.
It is also a renowned cradle of chefs worldwide.
Aoba is a chef.
Naturally, we will pay attention.
Although both Erina and Senzaemon had invited him, he still preferred to stay at that small izakaya by himself.
Perhaps it's also a kind of stubbornness he has as a chef.
"Mr. Aoba".
Aoba, who was staring blankly at the scenery receding outside the car window, was interrupted by Hisako Shinto's words.
"what happened?"
Aoba turned to look at the girl to the side.
Luxury cars come with drivers.
So Hisako Shinto sat next to him.
"May I ask... was that bread really that delicious?"
Hisako looked at the unfinished bread in Aoba's hand with some hesitation and conflict.
She is a qualified professional secretary.
But fundamentally, he is a professional chef.
That's why she was so hesitant and embarrassed when asking Aoba a question.
after all.
Whether it's Erina-sama's attitude towards Aoba last night, or Aoba's glowing dish after returning to Totsuki Culinary Arts Center.
She developed a great curiosity about Aoba himself.
Why would Aoba say something like that when it looks like just ordinary bread?
What is the best bread in the world?!
Could it be even more delicious than the glowing dishes that Mr. Aoba makes himself?
"Sure, but you don't mind if I've bitten you?"
Aoba propped her head up with one hand and handed the bread she had eaten to Hisako with the other.
His face looked somewhat unreal in the morning sunlight.
He is a little handsome at this moment.
"No, I don't mind..."
Hisako looked at the spot where Aoba had bitten her, her face flushing slightly.
They didn't dare let their gaze linger on Qingye's face.
The moment that glowing dish, the golden fried rice, appeared in front of her last night.
She knew it.
Aoba stood there like a towering, insurmountable mountain.
That was a height she could never reach in her lifetime.
This isn't meant to be disheartening; it's just the truth.
She is a person with clear and long-term cognition and will not jump to conclusions.
That's why she became even more curious about the dish that Aoba praised.
"I'm sorry to have bothered you."
Hisako Niito blushed and tore off a small piece of bread from her bite and put it in her mouth.
then
"Waaaaah!!!"
Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, astringent...
It felt as if all the flavors in the world had gathered on the taste buds on the tip of the tongue in an instant, and they were even fighting each other!
This is definitely not bread!
It's clearly a mixture of spilled spice jars, mixed together, then flour is added and poured directly into your mouth, pulling your tongue out and torturing it before tying it in a knot!
"cough--!"
"Cough cough cough——!!!"
Hisako, who had absolutely no resistance to this flavor, covered her mouth, her eyes completely losing their sparkle.
It was as if they had lost all hope in the world.
"Hello? New user?!"
Aoba looked at Hisako, who had lost her color, and panicked a little.
He ate Aunt Sanae's bread before he was purified, so it can't be that scary, right?
"No, it's okay."
Hisako, who was lying on Aoba's lap with her mouth covered, forced herself to sit up and waved.
Then. . .
She collapsed onto Aoba's lap.
"I'm sorry... I apologize for being rude."
Hisako, who had been completely defeated by Sanae Bread, had no energy left.
How can such a dish exist in this world?
devil!
Absolutely devilish!!
Feeling the softness on her legs, Aoba tried to move away even though she wanted to.
But the thought that the girl was like this because she ate the early-maturing bread made him feel uneasy.
I might as well just let her be.
Hisako, who was lying on Aoba's lap, had already turned bright red.
The unique fragrance emanating from Qingye made her forget the taste from before.
turn out to be...
Mr. Aoba smells so good!
Could it be that Lady Erina specially invited him because she has fallen for him?
If Mr. Aoba becomes Erina's husband in the future, then as her personal secretary, I won't be able to resist even if I want to, right?
It's just a short drive.
Hisako seemed to have already constructed her own happy life in her mind.
until. . . . . .
Aoba noticed that Hisako's face was getting redder and redder on her leg.
Even those little hands started to wander off and explore certain places.
Just a little bit.
boom!
"Ouch~!"
"Miss Shinto, how much longer until we arrive?"
The hand knife fell.
Hisako, who was standing up with her forehead covered, still had a flushed face, and her dazed eyes looked at Aoba and the ever-changing scenery outside the window.