A thin layer of sweat broke out on Natsume Naoki's forehead. Why did he feel like he tasted a little bit of Asai's cooking?

Do you girls all have the same taste in cooking?

With the previous foresight, Natsume Naoki would never say what was in his heart.

But this sense of déjà vu is too strong. He is obviously dating his senior sister...

This should be considered a date, right?

To take a step back, a campus date is still a date! Although there are no school uniforms after entering college, it is still the same.

He was obviously dating his senior, but he felt that the food on the table was cooked by Asai when he was half asleep. The strong sense of déjà vu made him feel a little bit ashamed.

But this shame was quickly erased by Natsume Naoki's innate scumbag qualities, just like a virus being killed by the immune system.

What a sense of déjà vu, isn’t this just laying the groundwork for the senior sister and the young rich lady to visit her home later?

Natsume Naoki said to himself in his heart that the reason why he ate one-tenth of the flavor of Asai when he ate the food cooked by his senior sister was probably because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night.

Earlier, Asai said that he would invite these two people to his home.

Then won't it be exactly the same as now? Then the dishes on the table will really be made by Asai.

"Natsume-kun?" Izumi Mio asked nervously, "Is there anything that doesn't suit your taste?"

"It's nothing." Natsume Naoki came back to his senses and shook his head: "It tastes a bit familiar... What my senior made is very suitable to my taste. I like it very much."

"That's great. Natsume-kun, eat more. You just cooked a little too much."

Natsume Naoki was sweating on his forehead, and the more he ate, the more doubtful he became about life.

After eating everything, he even wanted to go to a store outside after school...

Have you gotten used to eating Asai’s food and everything you eat will taste like this in the future?

Natsume Naoki looked a little melancholy, but little did he know that the apprentice learned from the master, and it was normal for him to be able to do something like the master.

It's a pity that the master Asai didn't know about this, otherwise the maid would have new fun.

It is estimated that Asai will look at Izumi Mio with the same eyes as Kaguya, with a little pity in his eyes.

How pitiful.

After the meal, I could hear Natsume-kun's praise. For Izumi Mio, her efforts in the past few months were all worth it.

She cleared the table and kitchen utensils with a happy expression, not noticing that Naoki Natsume was staring at her more and more seriously.

"Senior."

"Huh? What's wrong, Natsume-kun?"

With the help of Natsume Naoki, Izumi Mio quickly cleaned up the stove. As a result, Natsume Naoki looked at her seriously.

"Senior, come with me." Natsume Naoki said nothing, and actually took the senior's hand and walked out!

"Hey, hey, Natsume-kun!"

Izumi Mio was startled by this sudden move and subconsciously wanted to shrink her hand.

But after her consciousness caught up with the action, she put her half-withdrawn hand back into Natsume Naoki's hand.

What a risk!

I almost pulled my hand out!

Izumi comforted herself mentally, but then her face turned red and she felt ashamed.

So shy!

If Natsume-kun tried to pull his hand out subconsciously but then put it back in the middle, how could he have the face to see others in the future?

Blushing, he lowered his head and secretly looked at Natsume Naoki, but found that his face was still so serious as he walked in front, as if he didn't notice this.

Izumi comforted herself in her heart, okay, okay.

But in fact, Natsume Naoki tried it out, but her heartbeat accelerated, but she didn't make it clear.

A woman's blush is better than a long confession. Remember to behave well when you get an advantage.

Enjoy the ambiguity and youth.

Izumi Mio blushed and was led away by Naoki Natsume amid the low exclamations and happy eyes of many of her teammates in the sports club.

The two people walked hand in hand through the sea of ​​people, going further and further off the road, and finally came to a deserted tree-lined path.

Natsume Naoki stopped and let go of Izumi Mio's hand.

Izumi Mio looked around, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

Natsume-kun’s plan...

"Come up, senior." Natsume Naoki suddenly squatted down, "I will carry you to the infirmary."

"Eh?" Izumi Mio was stunned.

"Senior's foot is injured, right? And the wound should be bleeding again." Natsume Naoki said.

"Natsume-kun, why are you..."

"How did I tell?"

Natsume Naoki smiled helplessly: "Maybe it's due to a long illness."

Who let himself get hurt often before?

Especially the nails on the toes, I don’t know how many times I have changed them in the past ten years.

After everything calmed down, Izumi Mio noticed that her toes were swollen and painful. She was so shy and had high adrenaline secretion that she didn't notice it.

Could it be that Natsume-kun could tell that his foot was injured just by looking at his walking posture?

At this moment, Izumi Mio felt that the toe should be cracked again.
Chapter completed!