"Click."

"Dong."

Shiina Iori took off her shoes and closed the door.

After spending the well-informed idiots in Panasonic, he spent half a day in the library to study, and Shiina Iori bought vegetables and returned home.

Miss Takiya has not received any news these days. It seems that because she did not recommend her, no one has ordered him.

For the time being, he could only rely on the money earned from Igarashi and Miyahara for expenses, and some of them were sent back home to treat his father.

However, relying on them alone is not a long-term solution.

We must find a way to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.

It seemed as if I heard the sound of closing the door next door, a sudden sound of tidying up from Miyahara Nagisa's room came from, and another rumbling sound of water flowing, and it was closed immediately.

Before Shiina Iori could figure out what the sound was there, she saw Miyahara Nagisa not even tidying up the hem of the skirt she was clamped and rushed out of the wall door with a whoosh.

Close the wall door.

"You're back~"

Miyahara Nagisa said sweetly, pressing against the door behind her back.

He looks guilty.

Shiina Iori didn't care much about it, so she threw down her schoolbag, put the discounted dishes she had grabbed when she passed by the vegetable market into the kitchen sink, and asked her casually.

"Yeah, you just did..."

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

Miyahara Nagisa blinked her big eyes and immediately interrupted her question.

“…”

Shiina was silent for a few seconds, looked at her suspiciously, and asked again tentatively.

"You're in the house..."

"Or eat first?"

Miyahara Nagisa continued to ask.

Shiina turned around, put down the dishes and plates in her hand, and walked to Nagisa.

It seems that there is no problem.

but......

He stepped forward, stretched his head and approached Miyahara Nagisa, and gently moved his nose beside her neck.

"Sniff."

A bit weird.

Miyahara Nagisa leaned her little head back and leaned against the wall. This action made her little chest stand out a little more.

Although it's still relatively flat.

"You, are you perverted?" Nagisa's face turned a little red, and she leaned against the door and turned her head away. "I actually like to smell the smell of a high school girl!"

"Don't get so close!"

Shiina raised her head and looked at her strangely: "Why are you a little weird today?"

"It's obviously you who is weird!"

Miyahara Nagisa suddenly reacted and reached out to push back against Shiina's head, so she had time to take a breath.

"No one can come to the ordinary high school girl and smell it as soon as he enters the house!"

"abnormal!"

"Not ~"

Miyahara Nagisa stretched out her small tongue and made a face.

Shiina Iori looked at her disgusted.

Who would meet a high school girl who asked him "Do you want to eat me?" as soon as he got home?

In addition, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, Nagisa’s tongue seems to be a little longer than that of ordinary people, and when it swings, it makes a thunderous sound.

Shiina Iori was too lazy to pay attention to this childish ghost, so she walked over and poured oil into the pot and lit the fire.

Start washing vegetables.

The weather is a little gloomy tonight. Calculate the day, it is about to enter the rainy season of the island. During this period, you must first dry the quilt.

Wash the eggplant, then wash the pork and cut it into diced with a quick knife.

Now, because Shiina Iori has entered the professional level of cooking skills, her knife skills, eyesight, and cooking habits have reached a certain level.

When cooking, your hands are fast and stable.

The picture when diced is full of artistic sense.

I don't know if this is the reason, Nagisa kept staring at him.

Shiina is not the kind of person who can't pee when someone looks at her. It doesn't matter if you look at her for two more times.

After splitting the eggplant, preparing the diced meat, and then looking at the small saucepan at hand, Shiina was stunned for a moment.

Being stupid.

It is obviously easier to make with a round pot.

However, the pan heats up quickly and the oil won't be wasted. Shiina opened the cabinet without thinking too much, intending to find the round pot inside.

As a result, as soon as he reached out to touch the cabinet, he saw Miyahara Nagisa rushing over and holding his hand.

“Yiyiyiori?”

Miyahara Nagisa forced herself to smile: "What are you looking for?"

Shiina looked at her fragile wrists that were about to be pinched out of blue veins, and then looked at Nagisa's extremely shaken expression. She couldn't help but look at her with a slant.

"Get a pot, what's wrong?"

"Isn't it good to use a flat bottom pot?" Miyahara Nagisa's eyes began to sway around, and she seemed to be whistling with whistles as if they were relaxed.

"No, if you minced meat and eggplant, it's easier to stir-fry in a round-bottom pan - what's wrong with you?"

Shiina Iori said, looking at her more suspiciously.

"No! It's okay!"

Miyahara Nagisa seemed to have noticed his guilt and tried to cover it up with loud voice.

However, this attempt was futile.

Shiina Iori reached out and pinched her white and tender cheeks, gently pulling her face back.

My head leaned closer to observe.

"You have a problem."

"Where is it!"

Miyahara Nagisa immediately became excited: "I didn't... don't want it!"

After attracting Nagisa's attention away, Shiina opened the cabinet door with a whoosh with a thunderous momentum.

"Bang."

Shiina Iori was stunned.

The cabinet that was supposed to have a lot of kitchen utensils was half empty at this time.

At this moment, Miyahara Nagisa's little face suddenly collapsed.

“Hey…”

"Um?"

As Shiina looked at her eyes, "All your speeches will be used as evidence for the show of the show", Miyahara Nagisa spoke weakly:

"Iori, I can actually explain."

......

Miyahara Nagisa's cottage.

At this time, Nagisa, who was punished to sit, held his knees and his little head was slightly hanging.

The feet pressed under the round butt seemed a little numb. The toes wrapped in black stockings were struggling with hooks and hooks, and finally they were forced to lie flat.

Shiina Iori stood in front of her kitchen sink with a look of indifference, looking at the round-bottomed pot covered with black substances in the pool, as well as kitchen knives, plates and other tableware around it.

Can't speak for a long time.

Just now, did the odor on Miyahara Nagisa's body emit from these substances that they no longer know what it is?
To be continued...