man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 58 [058] Extend your right hand, stupid

"Crack."

"Boom."

Shiina Iori took off her shoes and closed the door.

After spending the well-informed idiots from Panasonic, I spent another half day studying in the library before Iori Shiina bought some food and returned home.

In the past few days, there has been no news from Miss Takiya. It seems that because there is no recommendation, no one has ordered him.

For the time being, living expenses can only be spent on the money earned from Igarashi and Miyahara, some of which was also sent home by him to treat his father's illness.

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

To find a way to open source and reduce expenditure Caixing.

It seemed that he heard the closing sound of the door next door, and suddenly there was a tinkling sound of cleaning up in Nagisa Miyahara's room.

Before Shiina Iori could understand what the sound was over there, Nagisa Miyahara hadn't even tidied up the skirt he was clipping, and came out of the door with a swoosh.

Slam the door shut.

"You're back~"

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

A look of guilty conscience.

Shiina Iori didn't take it too seriously, she threw down her schoolbag, put the discounted vegetables she grabbed while passing the vegetable market into the kitchen sink, and asked her casually.

"Well, you just did it."

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

Nagisa Miyahara blinked his eyes and interrupted the question immediately.

"."

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 questions.

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

It looks like there is no problem.

But
He took a step forward, stretched out his head and approached Miyahara Nagisa, and moved his nose lightly beside her neck.

"Sniff."

A little weird.

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

Although it is still relatively flat.

"You, are you perverted?" Nagisa Sauce's face turned a little red, she leaned against the door and tried not to overturn her head, "I actually like the smell of high school girls!"

"Don't get so close!"

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

"It's obviously you!"

Nagisa Miyahara also suddenly reacted at this moment, reaching out and pushing back against Shiina's head, and then he had time to take a breath.

"How can anyone get close to an ordinary female high school student and smell it as soon as they enter the house!"

"abnormal!"

"Slightly~"

Miyahara Nagisa stuck out his tongue and made a face.

Shiina Iori looked at her with disgust.

How can anyone meet a high school girl and ask him 'Do you want to eat me~' Sanlian as soon as he gets home?

In addition, I don't know if it's an illusion, Nagisa-chan's tongue seems to be a little longer than ordinary people, and when she slaps it, her voice is chirping.

Shiina Iori didn't bother to care about this childish ghost, went over and poured oil in the pot and lit the fire.

Start washing the vegetables.

The weather tonight is a little gloomy. If you count the days, it is about to enter the rainy season on the island. During this time, you must dry the quilt first.

Wash the eggplant, then wash the pork, cut it into cubes with a sharp knife.

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

Hands are fast and steady when cooking.

The picture when diced is full of artistic sense.

I don't know if this is the reason, Nagisa-chan has been staring at the side.

Shiina is not the kind of person who can't urinate when someone next to her looks at him, so it doesn't matter if you look at him a second time.

Cut the eggplant open, prepare the diced meat, and look at the small pan at hand, Shiina was stunned for a moment.

Stupid.

Obviously it is better to use a round bottom pan.

However, the pot heats up quickly, and the oil is not wasted. Without thinking, Shiina opened the cabinet and planned to find the round pot inside.

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

"Yiyiyiori?"

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

Shiina looked at her fragile wrist where the veins were about to be pinched out, and then at Nagisa-chan's extremely shaken expression, she couldn't help but squinted and looked at her suspiciously.

"Take a pot, what's wrong?"

"Isn't it good to use a flat-bottomed pot?" Miyahara Nagisa's eyes began to sway around, and his mouth seemed to be whistling with ease.

"No, if you have minced meat and eggplant, it's easier to stir fry in a round-bottomed pan—what's the matter with you?"

Shiina Iori said, looking at her with increasingly suspicious eyes.

"No! It's fine!"

Miyahara Nagisa also seemed to be aware of his guilty conscience and tried to cover it up with a loud voice.

However, this attempt was in vain.

Shiina Iori stretched out her hand to squeeze her tender white cheek, and gently pulled back her little face that had been pinned away.

The head leaned closer to observe.

"you have a problem."

"No way!"

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

After attracting Nagisa-chan's attention away, she saw Shiina open the cabinet door with a swift sound.

"Boom."

Shiina Iori was taken aback.

There should have been a lot of kitchen utensils in the cabinet, but at this time more than half of it was empty.

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

"Eh"

"Ok?"

Under Shiina's gaze that "all your words will be used as evidence in court", Miyahara Nagisa spoke weakly:

"Iori, I can actually explain."

Nagisa Miyahara's hut.

At this time, Nagisa Sauce, who was punished to sit upright, supported her knees, her small head drooping slightly.

The feet that were pressed under the round buttocks seemed to be a little numb, and the toes wrapped in black stockings struggled twice, and finally was forced to lie down.

Shiina Iori stood indifferently in front of her kitchen sink, looking at the round-bottomed pot covered with dark matter in the pool, as well as the kitchen knives, plates and other tableware around.

Couldn't speak for a long time.

Just now, was the peculiar smell on Nagisa Miyahara's body emanating from these substances that I no longer knew what it was?
Does this girl have no sense of smell?

Iori Shiina looked at Nagisa Miyahara's little nose and couldn't help but think deeply.

When she came to Nagisa's room again, her hut was no longer littered with clothes and debris like the last time she came in.

Although she is the eldest lady, her various items are still neatly packed, and the thin quilts when sleeping are also folded and placed in the corner.

Just a mess in the kitchen.

The sink was full of dark, gooey dishes, goo, and coagulation.

On the ground near the induction cooker, there were also black debris that solidified or remained soft everywhere.

The space in front of it does not look like a kitchen, but rather like a nuclear waste treatment plant that has just been blown up.

Throw it on the kitchen knife on the cutting board, and there is still a touch of light red.

Shiina Iori turned her head and glanced at Nagisa-chan before noticing her hand, so she couldn't help covering her forehead and said:
"So, in order to practice cooking, you took my pot and plate and practiced secretly in the house?"

".Yes."

Miyahara Nagisa bowed his head embarrassedly, the tender white cheeks covered by the long bangs were slightly red, and the small hands were slightly shrunk, seeming to be a little shy, and even the voice was a little weaker than usual.

"After all, after all, I always let a boy like Iori cook for me. As a girl, I would definitely be embarrassed."

Nagisa said, tilting her head to look away, scratching her cheeks with her fingers.

"I can only cook simple dishes like omelets, and I made them for you the day before yesterday."

"So, so I want to learn some other dishes while I'm fine during the day."

"I wanted to surprise you."

"result."

Shiina looked at the kitchen stove, and then at the black crumbs all over the floor—your surprise was too exaggerated.

Miyahara Nagisa noticed his gaze and pursed his lips with some difficulty. His face was so red that he could almost see the blue blood vessels. He was clearly sitting, but he didn't pass his small head that was so red that it almost emitted white smoke. trembling:
"Just some kitchen utensils! I'm sorry to tell you!"

"Big, big deal, I'll buy you a new set!"

"Don't look at me that way!"

Shiina Iori looked at Nagisa, who was sitting on the ground, and sighed helplessly.

This girl will never change her life.

Are you the willful eldest lady of some family?
Looking back at the kitchen utensils, thinking of the difficult process of cleaning in the future, his eyes turned black again.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"Hand out."

"Eh?"

Miyahara Nagisa looked at him puzzled, and instinctively stretched out his left hand.

"Stretch out your right hand, idiot."

Iori scolded her softly, grabbed Nagisa-chan's right hand, and turned it to the palm of her hand.

Sure enough, there was a shallow knife edge in the palm of his hand.

Just a little red, not too deep.

Miyahara Nagisa also seemed to have sensed what Iori meant, without speaking, he obediently put his hand into his big hand.

Her palm was completely covered by Iori.

A little hot.

Miyahara Nagisa looked at his serious expression, obviously trying to hold back his seemingly disdainful expression, but there was a vague illusion that his heartbeat was louder and faster.

It's all your fault for getting too close!Fool.

She turned her head again.

The face is hotter.

Iori Shiina took a look, first pulled Nagisa-chan to get up to clean the wound, wiped it with a dry towel, then rummaged in her pocket, took out a waterproof Band-Aid, and placed it on her hand along the incision.

Miyahara Nagisa didn't make a sound, just like an automatic secretary puppet, he just let him do things quietly.

After putting on the Band-Aid, he was punished to go back to sit in meditation.

This time, Miyahara Nagisa didn't say anything even though his cheeks were still red.

Just quietly bowed his head.

The little feet under the buttocks move more often.

There was silence between the two again for a while, and Shiina suddenly said:

"It's only after six o'clock, Marui Department Store should be still open, right?"

".Eh?"

Miyahara Nagisa had a small question mark in his head.

"Let's go."

Shiina Iori stood up, passed through the wall door, and took out his clothes.

"Take you to buy kitchen utensils."

　Broken bowl~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)