Reborn in Tokyo, forced to become an idol seiyuu

Chapter 110 106. Sakurai Hayao Is an Idiot

"What are we going to do next?"

"It's gone, right? In other words, after dinner, each went to his own business."

Sakurai Jun watched the two of them gathered together and looked at Sakura Lingyin's mobile phone, but he didn't look up at him at all, and leaned over with a bit of aggrieved expression.

"Senior, at least look at me when you talk?"

Sakura Lingyin raised her head, shrank her neck sharply, her body visibly trembled, and then clasped her hands in front of her and rubbed them non-stop.

"Junior, don't be like this, the lethality is a bit too big, you are a boy!"

Onishi Saori looked up, and it was Sakurai Hayao with a serious face.

"So are you going to eat now? You weren't full at all just now, right? I'm a little hungry."

"Ah, this, go straight to my house, Nayang finally finished his work, just in time, Onishi, you also called Minase-san, um, who else..."

Sakurai Hayao quickly interrupted her, raised the water bottle in his hand, and said eagerly:
"Senior, do you want to leave it like this today? The three of us all have some colds, and it will be bad if it infects the two seniors."

Of course, the most important reason is that he is afraid of having to cook by himself. There are already five servings. Seeing Sakura Lingyin's intentions, he wants to call someone later. Does he still want to live?
Sakura Lingyin thought for a while.

"It's true, then you can go home, I can save one person's meal..."

One hand was held, and it was Sakurai Hayao with a very expectant expression.

"Please be sure to bring me one. I can help seniors and try your handicraft. I didn't have a chance with the stallion last time."

"It's obvious that you didn't eat it yourself, but you also have food made by me, okay?"

Sakura Lingyin shook off her blushing cheeks, took a deceptive look at Saori Onishi who was looking at her phone, and muttered.

"Ah, what a pity, inori still has a job."

Saori Onishi raised her head and laughed, her whole body exuded the aura of "It's okay, I can eat freely". Sakurai Hayao didn't understand why he could understand it.

It should be that Onishi Saori is too easy to understand.

Sakura Lingyin looked a little disappointed, and even sneezed, took the tissue handed over by Sakurai Jun, and said:
"Well, it's strange. After shouting around, there are only four of us? Forget it, let's go now."

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Sakurai Hayao was full of anticipation when he arrived in the apartment, Higashiyama Naoyang was a little strange.

"Sakurai-kun? Why do you have this expression? Long time no see, I really miss you~"

Although she said so, her eyes were completely fixed on the ingredients in his hand, which did not cause the two people next to her to misunderstand at all, and she even watched the show from the sidelines.

"Good afternoon, senior Dongshan, it hasn't been too long, right? And it's not me who cooks today, it's senior!"

"Eh? No, no, I'm getting tired of Ling Yin's cooking. I want to eat the food made by Sakurai-kun!"

Sakurai Hayao twitched the corners of his mouth, glanced at Sakura Lingyin who had no expression change at all, and wondered if they had colluded on the tram.

"Senior, let's go to the kitchen."

"Huh? Okay, I'll help you."

Sakura Lingyin took it for granted.

"Hey senior! Isn't this different from what you said at the beginning? Why did it become like this?"

"Because Nai Yang is looking forward to it? And it's been a while since I saw her. Don't you want to fulfill her wish?"

Speaking of which, she ignored Sakurai's somewhat resisting body, and directly pushed towards the kitchen, and said "OK" to the two people behind Sakurai's invisible back.

Onishi Saori and Higashiyama Naoyang looked at each other and clapped happily in celebration.

"Wait a minute, at least let me take off the backpack, senior, you don't spoil me at all, didn't you say that you are my sister?"

Sakura Lingyin walked up to him and looked up at him with a disgusted expression.

"You never called my sister, and when did we agree? I don't have such a memory."

Sakurai Hayao pretended to be thinking deeply, but this time he was really kicked.

"It kind of hurts, I think, not when I went out to the buffet at the end of the concert in the first place... Well, that's what it is."

Sakura Lingyin looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"So you called my sister, even if you said that, you only called it once."

Sakurai scratched his cheek.

"Ah no, how should I put it, this is...Senior, let's start cooking! What are you going to eat?"

Sakura Lingyin sneered, wrapped the apron that she had never used before around her body, and began to give him instructions.

"You just need to slice all the ingredients and deal with it. Today, the three of us have caught a cold, so we can eat the peony pot."

Sakurai Hayao was full of doubts, but it sounds like the kind of sukiyaki, right?So I processed the ingredients just like last time, exactly the same.

Sakura Lingyin glanced at it without saying anything, and started to process the beef he bought, which seemed to be right.

Sakurai Hayao watched as she sliced ​​the beef into pieces, put them in a flower shape and cooked them in a casserole, then put in the cut side dishes, then took off his apron, and patted him on the shoulder.

"You can watch the rest by yourself. Serve it up when you think it's ready to eat. I'll go out and watch TV. Come on."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation, Sakurai Hayao was completely dumbfounded.

After half an hour, he felt that it was almost done, and he yelled weakly towards the living room.

No one paid attention to him, sighed, turned off the fire and took it out. When passing by, he saw three people smiling happily, which made him really sad.

"What are you doing? Just put it here."

Only then did Sakurai Hayao come back to his senses, and then he put the casserole on the same wooden board as last time, sat down beside him, and stopped talking.

"What's wrong with Sakurai-kun? Are you sick? You don't have much energy today."

Sakura Lingyin heard what Dongshan Nayang said, got up and walked to his side to look at him, and touched his forehead with his hand.

Sakurai Hayao didn't feel anything just now, but she also felt that something was wrong when she said that, and he didn't respond to Sakura Lingyin's contact with him at all.

Glancing at the three people who were looking at him worriedly, he smiled and took another sip of the ginger tea he made himself.

"So I'm a little curious. Didn't you drink a lot? Why do you feel worse than me? Didn't you still feel very energetic in the kitchen just now?"

"Yeah, I feel a lot better, and the snot doesn't come out anymore, so it's useful."

When Onishi Saori said so, Sakura Lingyin gave her a blank look.

"Onishi, is it all because of your stupid physique?"

"Ahahaha, is that so? No! I'm so stupid, I'm not bragging, I'm not a university entrance exam."

Sakura Lingyin waved her hand.

"Want to take a break?"

Sakurai Hayao really suddenly felt that he was a bit reluctant. Could it be because he put the tea in the refrigerator?Or the frequent alternation of hot and cold.

"Sorry, I think I really need to sleep."

"Lingyin, our guest room hasn't been cleaned for many days."

Sakura Lingyin sighed.

"Sleep in my room, can I get up by myself?"

Regardless of the stunned expressions of the two of them, he was going to help him up.

Sakurai Hayao waved his hands, stood up with the support on the table, walked unsteadily into Sakura Lingyin's room, looked at the pink bed, hesitated, and prepared to take off the bedding on it.

"So you are still reluctant at this time, and I don't need you to be so clear. It's okay for them to know. Go to bed quickly."

Seeing her serious expression, Sakurai Hayao forced a smile, stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek, and slowly crawled into bed, took one last look at her, and fell into a deep sleep.

Sakura Lingyin looked at his frowning brows and muttered, "What an idiot."

Going forward to tidy up the quilt, pinching his face in revenge, and then walked out of the room.

　I'm finished, I have no idea what I'm writing, maybe only two chapters today, and the next chapter is not sure yet.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)