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"After all... now that I have succeeded Miss Sakiha, I am already Hikaru's maid..."

If it were Ms. Sakiha who was a professional maid, she would definitely comply with all the master's orders.

perhaps.

If such thoughts were heard by Kotobuki, he would be absolutely speechless.

No way...

The kind of character who obeys any rude request is not a maid, she is completely a slave!

If she casually gave Sakiha an rude order, she would never sigh, "There's really nothing I can do about the young master" and then follow it.

Instead, he might preach to himself for a while, and then report the incident to his father without missing a beat, and then he would be greeted with an absolutely tragic ending.

This maid seems...

Very nice to bully.

"And... even if I am not a maid, as a lover, I will agree to Hikaru's request..."

"But... H can't do it!" Goto Ichiri kept shaking his head and said loudly.

The hair swayed with the shaking of the head and gradually became scattered.

"Yili, what have you been thinking about all day long?"

Qin Chuiguang felt a little guilty and asked rhetorically. "Do you think I'm the kind of guy who fills his head with pornographic waste all day long?"

But obviously Kotobuki's words were of no use, Goto Kazuri still cast a suspicious look.

"This is not convincing at all..."

"puff--!"

Kotobuki Hikaru feels that his image may have gradually been shattered in Goto Ichiri's heart.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because..." Goto Kazuri did not continue, but raised his hand and stretched out his fingers.

The finger pointed at was Kotobuki Hikaru.

Qinbukiguang lowered his head and saw that he was still holding a few small umbrellas in his hands.

"But this was obviously brought here by Ichiri! Shouldn't it be Ichiri who is thinking about H in his head?" Kotobuki Hikaru held on to this point and refused to refute.

"Eh..." Goto Ichiri's face was full of black lines, and his expression when being teased was very cute.

"I was also surprised to see that Yili brought this thing to my house specially."

As if to prove this, Kotobuki Mitsuru raised the small umbrellas connected together high, as if showing off a trophy.

"No...don't say it!"

Goto Ichiri blushed with embarrassment, stepped forward and snatched everything out of Qinbuki's hand.

"Please pretend you didn't see it..."

"How could you pretend you didn't see it?"

This request is too unreasonable.

"Woooooooo..."

Goto Ichiri was almost crying, and even had the idea of running away on the spot, but some conscience in her heart prevented her from leaving the sick Kotobuki Mitsuru behind.

"Okay...Okay, this is nothing, right..." Seeing the tears that were almost overflowing from the corners of Goto Ichiri's eyes, Kotobuki Mitsuki stopped trying to continue teasing him.

I'm afraid that if the teasing continues, Goto Ichiri will really cry.

"We are lovers now, so it's normal to bring something like this..."

"Really?!" Goto Kazuri's originally dark inner world was finally illuminated by a beam of light.

"But... Ichiri is really much bolder than I thought." Kotobuki Hikari nodded thoughtfully.

It is clear that Goto Ichiri always gives the impression of being timid, but at certain times he is extremely bold and can even do things that even he cannot do.

"It's a lot hornier than I thought..."

"No...that's not the case!"

Goto Kazuri quickly explained. "This is not my thing..."

But after saying this, Goto Kazuri realized something was wrong.

It's not mine...Wouldn't that make Guang misunderstand...make him think it's someone else's...

So Goto Kazuri immediately added: "This...this is what mom put in my bag...along with the lunch box."

Kotobuki Hikaru fell into deep thought.

“Would this world really allow a mother to put these things in her high school daughter’s bag?”

Generally speaking, if you find this thing on your daughter, you should be furious and have a big quarrel, right? How could you take the initiative to hand it to her...

But Yili won't lie...

At least, never lie to yourself.

"Mom, she is real! Why do you do such unnecessary things!"

Goto Ichiri blushed and put the props in his pocket...but after thinking about it, he took them out and stuffed them into his knitting bag.

wrong...

Why should I put it away...Do I still want to use this kind of thing in the future?

After struggling for a long time, Goto Ichiri finally threw it directly into the trash can.

The awkward atmosphere gradually spread, and Goto Kazuri walked to Kotobuki Mitsuru's bed with small steps.

"So, is there anything you want me to do now?"

"Ah...it's okay, no need."

Kotobuki Mitsuru opened the lunch box in front of him.

It contains meals made by Goto Ichiri himself.

Different from the exquisite and high-end lunch that Sakuha made, the food in the lunch box was similar to what Ichiri Goto usually brought to school.

Maybe because it was taught by my mother.

Half of the crystal clear rice is paired with light broccoli, cabbage, a few omelets to increase nutrition, and omelettes placed on the rice and fried in a mold.

There is no meat, probably because it is not easy to handle.

It had been stored for a long time and was a little cold, but Kotobuki didn't care.

"It looks good."

"I... this is my first time cooking, so don't have high expectations... There is absolutely no way I can compare with Miss Sakuha."

Goto Ichisato turned his eyes aside and clenched his fingers nervously.

Do you like the bento you made yourself?

Usually, I always bring high-end, rich and exquisite bento boxes, which seem to be bought at bento shops outside. On the other hand, the home-made bento boxes I make can only be described as shabby.

"very delicious."

"I haven't tasted it yet..."

"This is made by Yili himself. It is absolutely delicious."

Kotobuki took a sip without thinking, closed her eyes and tasted it carefully.

The taste is very bland, the egg roll took a long time to fry and was a little old, and the taste of the vegetables was also greatly reduced due to time issues.

but...

Very tasty.

When you can eat food cooked by someone you like, no matter what the taste is, you can feel the overflowing happiness in your heart.

"How about...?" Goto asked anxiously.

"Hmm...it tastes okay."

"Ha..." Such a perfunctory answer made Goto Ichiri feel a little disappointed. "Sure enough, it's still far from it."

"It's already very good." Qinbukiguang took another mouthful. "Although there is still some difference in taste...but you can feel the mood of Yili when cooking."

"So I'm very happy." Kotobuki Mitsuru continued. "It would be great if I could eat it every day from now on."

Gotou's cheeks turned red.

"Is this what Light wants?"

After receiving the affirmation, a smile finally appeared on Goto Ichiri's face.

"Then...I will practice more cooking."

It was obviously just her first time cooking, but Goto Ichiri felt a little fond of it, which gradually reminded her of the time when she first learned guitar by herself.

Just like what my mother said when I was learning to cook from her.

Seeing your loved ones happy because of your cooking will make you feel happy too.

"So, please help me taste it more in the future..." Goto Ichiri suppressed the throbbing in his heart and spoke.

Qinbukiguang was stunned for a moment, then nodded blankly.

At this moment, he had automatically imagined that after returning home every day, he would be asked by Goto Kazuri whether he should eat first, take a shower first, or... this kind of scene.

The palm-sized bento was quickly consumed.

Although she felt a little uncomfortable and had no appetite, Kotobuki still cleaned up all the food.

As the saying goes, when you are full and full of food and wine, you want to rest. The fatigue caused by illness also comes one after another with the feeling of fullness.

"If you are sick, rest more. If you sleep a little longer, you will recover faster." Goto Kazuri put away the lunch box and handed over the medicine that was distributed on the bedside table.

"How can I sleep when Yili is right next to me..."

Kotobuki Mitsuru lay down on the bed, and Goto Kazuri helped him fold the wrinkled quilt and closed the gaps between the quilts.

"Rest peacefully...I'm right here, I won't go anywhere..."

"Aren't you going anywhere?"

"Ah."

A little sleepy indeed.

You can smell Yili's unique scent in the air, which is reassuring.

Kotobuki Mitsuru even wanted to stay sick longer, so that maybe this time could last forever.

Ding-dong-!

While thinking about this, the sound of the doorbell suddenly rang through the microphone in the room.

"?"

Qin Chuiguang frowned.