Natsume-kun just wants to live

Chapter 260
Putting on the maid outfit, Natsume finally understands what it means to "eat the consequences of oneself".

Yu Gonghui came in from the door, took a few glances, and showed a satisfied expression.

"good."

"." Natsume stopped talking.

Yu Gonghui walked in, sat down on the chair, raised her head, and said proudly: "Now, I allow you to draw."

"I'm not in the mood anymore." Natsume Zeping pursed his lips.

Seeing his depressed face, Amamiya Hui's smile became brighter and brighter.

She took out her phone from her pocket and took a few photos of Natsume.

"What are you doing!" Natsume stared at his minister unkindly.

"Make a memorial."

"Remember to delete later."

"Why, you still want to threaten me?" She raised the corners of her mouth and showed an arrogant smile.

".No."

Yu Gonghui nodded in satisfaction, then smiled at him and said, "Xia Zi, change your action."

"Don't name people indiscriminately." Natsume Zeping was indignant.

After taking the photo, Amamiya Hui admired the picture, then put down the phone.

"By the way, tonight is so long, are you interested in doing something else?"

"Something else?"

Natsume rubbed his hands together, "I'm very happy."

In the kitchen, there seemed to be no discussion.

Passing maids would occasionally look inside curiously, and when they finished, they seemed to be avoiding something, and hurried away.

"The ratio of light cream to whole milk is 2:1, as for egg liquid."

"Four bags."

Yu Gonghui put down the phone and looked at him.

"Four bags?" Natsume turned her head and confirmed again.

"Yes." Yu Gonghui blinked her black eyes with a serious look.

"it is good"

"Don't add less, the taste will become weaker."

"I know"

Beat with a mixer at a counterclockwise angle for 1 minute.

"Do you want to stir it up?" Yu Gonghui reminded.

"I don't think so."

"No, a few more laps, I don't worry."

In the end, Yu Gonghui was still worried and did it herself.

After it was confirmed that there was no problem, it was handed over to Natsume.

After adding the egg liquid and stirring well, he tied up his apron, sat down on a bench beside him, and began to rest.

The window seemed to be open, a gust of cool wind came in from the window, gently drifted along the thighs, and the skirt on the body also floated
Natsume patted her skirt and said nothing.

Yu Gonghui glanced sideways, with a slight smile on his face: "This is the first time I wear a skirt, it will be like this, just wait until you get used to it."

"I'll never get used to it."

After speaking, Natsume sighed.

The cause of the matter was just a suggestion from Yu Gonghui.

"Since you're wearing a maid outfit, let's get down to business."

"What's the matter?"

"Like tidying up the room, preparing meals and so on."

"But we just had dinner."

"Then make supper, dessert."

Constantly choosing, the two finally decided on egg tarts.

"Have you finished your rest?" Yugong Hui raised her eyelids and looked at him unceremoniously.

"Ah."

"Okay, come and help."

"That, Minister."

"what's up?"

Natsume Zehei asked in a subtle tone: "Have you cooked?"

"What kind of stupid talk is that, of course I did it." Yu Gonghui snorted, a little lacking in confidence.

"So, what's the next step?"

"Stupid question, put in the oven of course"

"Don't you need tart skin?" Natsume asked curiously.

"."

Yu Gonghui was silent for a while, then quietly walked out of the room and went to the freezer.

Looking at her back, Natsume couldn't help laughing.

A few minutes later, Yu Gonghui came over with a bag of tart shells, "Just this bag."

"enough."

Natsume lifted the plastic bucket, "You or I?"

"Let me do it."

The tart water was yellow in color, sweet and cloying, Amamiya Hui poured it all over the tart skin, only then was she satisfied.

"It will crack open."

"how do you know?"

"I used to work part-time, and I have studied it specially."

After finishing speaking, Natsume picked up the mixer and stirred the egg tart liquid again, showing Amamiya Megumi a demonstration.

"Eight points are full, a little more will dirty the oven, and if it is serious, it will burn."

"If the minister thinks it is too monotonous, he can add some crushed pineapple to enhance the flavor."

He looked up, "Do you want to add?"

"Of course." Yu Gonghui nodded.

Natsume rummaged through the refrigerator, took out the pineapple, removed the head, peeled the skin, soaked it in salt water, and then diced it.

Amamiya Kei watched from the side, occasionally handing Natsume a knife.

When she was done, she took some diced pineapple and sprinkled it on the tart crust.

Natsume continued to pour the tart water until he used up a bag of tart skins before stopping.

"Next, adjust the time and wait for the oven to bake."

Yu Gonghui spread a layer of oil-absorbing paper on the tray, put the egg tart on the tray, and finally put it in the oven.

Because he was fine for the time being, Natsume took off his gloves and sat outside the kitchen for a long time.

Taking out the lesson plan from the bag, he was taking notes under the bright moonlight.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and Natsume didn't look up until there were more figures beside him.

Yu Gonghui stood beside him, looking down at him condescendingly.

Although he didn't ask, Natsume answered very consciously.

"Work." He handed over the note.

"If you work so hard, maybe the teacher is more suitable for you." Yu Gonghui took it and flipped through it.

"Tutoring is the present, and the prime minister is the future—you have to eat." Natsume shrugged.

Megumi Amamiya closed up the skirt made of silk, and sat down beside Natsume, "Prime Minister, I finally understand the truth of this world."

"If I didn't understand, I would have starved to death in middle school."

The two chatted for a while, and the head maid 'passed by' and put down the tea in her hand.

Around the corner, she walked away quickly.

Before he went far, there was a burst of laughter that seemed to be there.

The two looked at each other, Natsume was expressionless, and Amamiya Megumi was holding back a smile.

"Try it, the newly bought tea." She said while holding a white porcelain cup.

"no appetite."

"Drink~~" Yu Gonghui pushed him, her voice seemed to be coquettish.

Xia Mu's eyes widened, she didn't expect Hui to have such a tone.

She was stunned for a moment, and said in an inaudible voice: "Look at my words again, I will kill you."

Natsume was silent, picked up the tea and drank it down.

"How?" She turned her head.

"Average, I prefer barley tea."

"Cow chews peonies."

"This sentence is very familiar. The Minister has definitely told me before."

"It doesn't matter if I say it again now."

"It is"

Natsume turned her head: "After a while, I will ask the minister to help me find a job again."

"Why, they don't like you." Yu Gonghui smiled.

"The reason is that the psychological barrier of the student I tutored has disappeared, and it is useless for me to keep it."

"What do you want to do?"

"It's not clear yet."

"Come to my place." Yu Gonghui's eyes were shining brightly.

Natsume averted her eyes, meditating that all this was a conspiracy of the capitalists, this tyrannical woman was trying to attract him with her beauty.

"No."

"Why, give me a reason."

"Don't just don't."

Yu Gonghui was silent for a while, but did not force him.

"correct."

"Ok?"

"The egg tart should be ready, I'll go get it out."

Putting on gloves, Natsume took the egg tarts out of the oven and placed them on plates one by one.

Take it outside and put it on the wooden corridor.

Yu Gonghui took a small bite, then exhaled lightly: "It's so hot."

"After all, it's just out of the oven."

Natsume took a taste, "It's sweet. Maybe that's why I don't like egg tarts."

"Oh, it's just that your taste is too bad."

"Yes Yes."

Because there are still things to do, Natsume doesn't plan to stay for a long time.

He stood up and held out his hand to Yu Gonghui.

"Huh?" She looked up suspiciously, "You should know that I don't like people touching me."

"It's just a whim." Natsume stretched out his hand, "The moonlight is so beautiful, I want to invite the minister to dance."

Yu Gonghui finished the egg tart, "Just dance, I'm not in the mood now."

"That's it."

"but."

She propped her hands on the ground, "I allow you to take a photo."

"Really?"

"5, 4, 3"

'Crack! '

Natsume took a few glances and was somewhat satisfied.

"Show me." Yu Gonghui stood up and poked her head away.

In the camera, a girl in a dress is smiling.

“It was a good shot”

She tucked her black hair behind her ears, revealing her slightly red earlobes.

"Well, can the minister change his position?"

"Are you pushing your limits?"

"Feel sorry."

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(End of this chapter)