Chapter 9: Dinner with the Goddess
I stood in the kitchen and opened the door to the white refrigerator.
It’s not much to cook, but make sure you have all the ingredients you need.
Then I took out the onion and the ham and chopped each of them.
At the same time start making a simple consommé soup.
Mikoto Mizukoto came out of the bath just then.
He was wiping his hair with a towel.
Suqin-san’s beautiful silver hair looked shinier than usual because of the wetness.
I guess I’ve been in the bath for quite a long time, but my cheeks are uplifted and my skin has a reddish tinge.
I was so surprised to see Mizukoto-san’s different appearance from usual that I couldn’t help but be startled.
But the only thing ruining Mizukoto’s sexy figure was my jersey.
When Mizukoto-san puts on my navy blue jersey, it’s still too tight and looks quite strange.
Why are you looking at me?
Suqin-san says sharply.
Maybe they’re just being cautious.
Sleeping with a man she doesn’t know well must be dangerous for her.
We have every right to be cautious.
Is that jersey in your size?
“Do you have anything smaller?”
“Unfortunately, not at all.”
Then there’s no point in asking me.
Suqin-san says coldly.
As her body warmed up and she began to feel better, Suikin-san’s atmosphere began to resemble that of the classroom.
That means he’s back to his normal self.
I think that’s a good thing.
That was quite a long bath, by the way.
“This is what a girl’s bath should be like.”
I don’t know if that’s how it works.
Dad and I would’ve finished our bath in an instant… but I think Ame always stayed in the bathroom for quite a long time.
“Now that you’re all warmed up, I’d like to ask you something, Suikin-san. Do you have any food allergies? Also, do you dislike egg dishes or tomatoes?”
Suqin nodded her head.
He looked like he didn’t know what he was talking about.
However, he answered my questions honestly.
There’s nothing in particular that I can’t eat because I’m sick, and I don’t mind eggs and tomatoes either,” Suqin said.
“Got it! I’ll make omu-rice for two.
“I thought I could make it with what I had on hand and the first thing that popped into my head was omu-rice. Let me know if you want something else.
This is because it’s a hot dish and it’s popular with everyone.
But Suqin shook her head.
“I’m not asking why you chose the menu, I’m asking why you’re cooking for two.”
“That’s because Suikin-san eats it too.”
I never said anything about eating.
“You said you were hungry earlier, right? I think you should eat. It’ll take me as long to cook for one as it will for two.”
“Sit down and wait for me, Suqin-san.”
I opened the freezer and took out some frozen rice.
I wrap two small portions of frozen rice in plastic wrap, put them in the microwave and start to heat them up.
I’m very uncomfortable eating alone in front of a hungry Suikin-san.
Then it’s easier to make enough for both of us.
Start frying the ingredients in a frying pan first.
You could have used just ketchup, but I added some butter and cooking sake to give it a little more of an upscale taste.
Add warmed rice and seasonings to taste, and the ham and rice is ready.
Serve on two lined plates.
It is a little difficult to make it half-boiled well.
I stirred it over high heat with extreme caution.
Fortunately, it turned out beautifully, so I put it on the ham and rice and it was done.
I put a plate of omelette in front of Mizukoto-san’s seat along with the soup to go with it.
Suikoto-san looked at me with a puzzled look on her face.
“Can I eat this?”
“Of course. That’s why I made it.”
Fearfully, Mizukoto used a spoon to break up the omelette and put it in her mouth along with the ham and rice.
At that moment, Suikin-san’s expression relaxed.
Maybe they think it’s good.
Well, it’s a low-risk dish, but if it’s still palatable, I’m kind of happy.
As expected of the young lady of the Tohmi-Yashiki, even the way she ate her omelette was very elegant, but Mizukoto ate it in that way in no time.
I’m glad you’re satisfied.
I never said it was good.
“Wasn’t it good?”
“… It was good, but…”
Suqin-san said with a complicated expression.
He doesn’t seem to have a flattering personality, and the way he was eating it, I think it’s true that he thought it was delicious.
But even so, Suikin-san’s expression doesn’t seem to be clearing up.
Then, after a moment of hesitation, Suikin-san began to speak in a low voice.
“Akibara-kun’s a strange guy, isn’t he?”
“If I were you, I wouldn’t be so kind to me.”
“Have I been nice to Suqin-san?”
I think he does. He lent me a blanket when I was cold, made me a hot drink, and got hot water for my bath. He even made me dinner when I didn’t ask for it. If this isn’t kindness, what is?”
I think it’s pretty normal.
“In all the houses I’ve lived in, none of them were like this.”
From the way Suikin-san says it, it seems she’s been moving from one house to another.
A rich girl from a wealthy faraway family wouldn’t need to do that.
Who the hell is Suqin?
Thanks for the food. Thank you, Akihara-kun.
Suikin-san said in a muffled voice.
I had assumed that he was thanking me straight away, but I was betrayed by Suikin-san’s next words.
“But this is the last time I’ll thank you for your kindness. This is the last time I’ll say thank you.