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Although she squatted here for two hours, she didn't intend to tell the other party, but asked about the other party's situation first.

It's just a little unsteady when I stand up.

So I held onto the wall myself.

But for someone like Yuu Ito, it's obvious at a glance that Xiaojo Matsuri's words are wrong again.

So instead of exposing the fact that she had been here for a long time, she opened the door to make way for Xiaotiaoji to enter, "It feels good, but the memory still hasn't come back."

This is a lie.

He didn't have amnesia in the first place, and this kind of rhetoric plus the medical certificate is just an excuse if his stepmother Yingman Chunxia comes back and finds that he has amnesia.

But because of such an excuse, all kinds of memory loss can make Xiaotiaoji believe it is true, but he doesn't know that he in this current body is actually not the childhood sweetheart she knew.

just.

Part of the memory of Sakuramanji is Ito Yuyou, so it is not justified to say that it is not him, it is probably the "self" in the parallel world.

"Is that so-"

Xiaojo Matsuri walked in with Ito Yu.

And it wasn't until she sat down that Yuu Ito said, "Speaking of which, Matsuya hasn't had dinner yet, right?"

In fact, Ito Yu had eaten outside.Also invited office workers to eat together.

And when he wanted to put the snack in the refrigerator, he found that it had been stuffed with food.

The stepmother didn't come back today, and the stepmother is not the kind of person who likes housework, otherwise she wouldn't have thrown her underwear around, which means that only Xiaotiaoji would do this.

And considering this, Ito Yu was sure that it was really impossible for the other party to have eaten.

"Although the technology is not very good, but it's rare, I want to cook a meal. Let's stay and eat with Matsuri." Ito Yu suggested.

Lying and then running out, and then letting other girls wait at the door for a long time, for the gentleman Ito Yu, there is a little bit of conscience.

"Is it possible?" Xiaotiaoji blinked.

Well.

In other words, in this world, he has certain cooking skills.

Ito Yu's culinary skills are indeed poor.

And he was also mentally prepared, the reason why he had to cook by himself, even if it was very ordinary, he wanted to give Xiaotiaoji a taste, but he couldn't bear it, so he wanted to give the other party some relief.

Because of his childhood sweetheart, Xiao Tiao Ji has a good impression of him.

It's just a matter of taking care of everything.

and so.

in turn.

If you care about her more and let her experience more care, then her mood will be encouraged instead.

It's like cooking.

Even if what Ito Yu made was not delicious, it was already a reward for her.

That is why Ito Yu suggested cooking with this in mind.

"Of course, I still have a little confidence in making omelet rice." Ito Yu said, patting his chest.

then.

Under the gaze of Shojo Matsuri, Ito Yu used the culinary skills acquired in this world and used the kitchen in an orderly manner.

presentable.presentable.

After a while, the smell of that delicious food came from the room.

Even the brightness of the room has skyrocketed because of the food.

Just smelling the aroma of food, hunger instantly appeared in the abdomen.

Gently wiping the sweat from his forehead with his hands, Ito Yu was also in a good mood looking at the finished omelet rice with steam and fragrance.

because.

oh oh oh.

He could have been so powerful.So he brought the two ready-made omelet rice to the table, and gave one to Xiaotiaoji. At the same time, he also drew her Jane with ketchup very elegantly and delicately. strokes.

"It's so beautiful. Ji, your painting skills are so high!" Xiaotiaoji was very happy.

From left, from right.I also turned the plate to see the image of myself drawn with ketchup on the omurice.

"Then let's taste it." This is the drawing skill he acquired in Yucheng High School, but he didn't use sketches to prevent himself from being too dazzling, but used stick figures at a lower level. Cuteness is impossible.

So Ito Yu accepted such admiration.

"I'm a bit reluctant to eat it." Xiaotiaoji said, but he still picked up the spoon, gently sliced ​​open the golden-yellow half-boiled egg, and scooped it up lightly.

"There's too much salt." After taking a bite, Xiaotiaoji said.

Ok.