To the eternal you

"Eh?"

Suzuki's expression revealed surprise, as if she hadn't expected the girl to agree so simply.

"what happened?"

Qi rearranged the books neatly, returning the things on the table like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"It feels like I'm dreaming~"

A slender hand gently pinched the girl's cheek, causing Qi to look back.

With a light blush, a beautiful and soft smile, and bright ice-blue eyes like thawing from a cold spring, she winked playfully.

"I found that Suzuki didn't seem so godly in private."

The girl took off her mischievous hand and turned to look at her.

"Is it really okay to be the most anticipated Suzukara of the Kagami family?"

"Not good, but~" Suzuki moved closer, the ice blue floral hair ornament shook slightly, and a faint fragrance radiated from her body.

"I can see that, Qi likes me getting along with you better than talking too much respect?"

Qi turned her face away in a little embarrassment, after all, she was indeed right.

"You have a good eye for people."

"It's been like this since I was a child~"

Ms. Suzutaki seems to be very proud of this ability. Although she was troubled by it when she was young, she is very grateful for this ability now.

"Okay, please move to the Kongchan Pavilion first, my lord~"

"...why?"

To be honest, the girl thought it was quite comfortable here, but unfortunately she didn't get to see Chabu Siwan this time, and she really wanted to give it a smooth hair or something.

"You really tend to forget the time when you read a book, it's time for dinner~"

"Wouldn't it be better to let the attendant deliver it?"

Qi didn't think that the Shenli family would not even prepare a dish for themselves during dinner time.

Not to mention that she didn't ask, the occultists would also take the initiative to go over to supervise the cooking of dishes in the kitchen.

"You-re-really-are-jian-forget-it!"

Suddenly, Ms. Suzuki puffed up her face angrily, and clenched her fists tightly.

"I said I would show you my cooking skills, didn't you agree then?"

"In my impression... there is such a thing."

I can't remember clearly, but judging from the serious expression on the other side's face, maybe it's true.

"It's really frustrating, but it's okay, Suzuki's craftsmanship will definitely satisfy you~"

The eldest lady with frosty white hair stood up from the ground, but her legs, which had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, overwhelmed her meridians, and she felt sore and numb, and she couldn't help but collapsed onto Qi, who was also standing up in front of her.

Holding the other party steady, the curvaceous smooth legs hidden under the crimson hakama trembled slightly.

"Please... please keep this action for a while!"

With a soft and waxy voice like a small animal, it was the first time Qi saw her burying her head so low in embarrassment.

"Bring a pillow next time."

The girl sighed and let the other party lean on her shoulder.

"Pray... suddenly become more gentle?"

Suzuki rested her head on the girl's not generous shoulders, and the soft and unique fragrance of Qi made her smile.

"It's just reciprocity. The collection of books in the Kamisato family is very interesting."

"And... no matter who you are, seeing your weak appearance... must be willing to be deceived."

Qi's hand slid into Linglu's frosty white long hair, and the hair, as smooth as the finest white satin, fell down her fingertips, carrying a hint of fragrance.

"I wish time had passed more slowly."

Suzuki said with a smile.

"Then my shoulders will be very sore, please get up earlier."

The girl's words were not special, rather she seemed very indifferent.

Suzuki thinks that this kind of dialogue experience is very good. Compared with the complicated words that take the brain to think, maybe a simple and plain chat like this is very good.

It's better to say that thinking about what I said before, it really makes people blush, and I want to bury my head in the girl's chest and act like a baby.

"By the way, please don't make seafood dishes."

Qi still didn't know that the bad woman on her shoulders was attacking her again, so she just talked about the next topic naturally.

"Eh?!"

Miss Suzuki raised her head all of a sudden, her small face was full of surprise.

"Does Suzuki only cook seafood dishes?"

Qi tilted his head to look at her.

"I'm a little surprised, but of course it's okay to cook land food. I'm just a little curious why you say that?"

After all, this is Rice Wife.

Surrounded by the sea, the seafood resources are completely overflowing. Naturally, these are the most commonly eaten on the table, and because of the principle of rice wife animism, many game meats are inedible, and those wild boar and squirrel meat... Not very handy.

The ingredients she is most familiar with are naturally seafood ingredients.

"Because I'm a little tired of eating in the castle tower."

The three meals a day are all fish, crab, shrimp, kelp, tempura, and various seafood.

Although they are all delicious, no matter how long you eat them, you will get tired of them no matter how delicious they are.

"Ugh... I actually forgot about this."

Suzuki covered her head and seemed a little dizzy.

"But it's okay, there are many options—!"

"Such as bird egg roast, Dulai poultry meat, skewered shamisen and so on!"

The girl tilted her head and didn't care.

"Sounds like a good look, I'll look forward to it."

"call--"

Ms. Suzukara patted her chest, but unfortunately, the slightly undulating young girl's figure is not up to the level of Yae's mother's trembling smile.

"Then please move over there. The Spruce Tea Pavilion is not suitable for dining, otherwise Chabu Siwan will be angry."

That's what it said back then.

"Wow, woof, woof!" (Bah! Don't eat dinner for me in the tea pavilion!)

Accidentally a temper tantrum, isn't it?

And although the aroma of tea is pleasant, it masks the aroma of food.

Instead of eating chazuke, the main meal is naturally better at the cooking kiosk.

It also won't confuse the taste of the meal with the tea and cause the air to become weird.

——The girl is on her way——

The empty cicada pavilion, although it sounds quite charming, but now it is winter, it is impossible to listen to a song of cicadas in the summer night.

But you can still enjoy the snow scenery, the cold pine stands still, the edges of the corridor are neatly carved, and the blue-green color is like dark agate.

There is a small stove under the center of the pavilion, and the elemental crumbs of the fire element are thrown in it to heat the outside.

But soon the Okuji people moved the screen to cover the surrounding airtightly, guarding there like a human wall.

How should I put it, this group of mysterious people really made her feel a little bit at a loss as to what to do, she always felt that she was taking too much care of her?

After praising them, the momentum of this group of people suddenly became more vigorous.

Probably, what the occultists have wanted to do since ancient times has come true.

In the past, although the Okakusho were the closest servants to the Great Imperial Palace, to be honest, they were not used at all except to order them to buy something. They were more like running errands than guards.

Weird isn't it?

The more elite soldiers are, the more they sharpen their heads and squeeze into the castle tower, but in fact, after taking office, they are not as good as imagined, and their salaries are only slightly higher.

Guard, guard, guard, guard, guard.

There are basically these things every day, but you must not slack off.

Even if there is no safety hazard in the castle tower, but as the facade of the Great Imperial Palace, they must do their best to show outsiders, otherwise it will be desecration.

In contrast, the less elite soldiers were all sent to the front line, or the nine battle houses, ready to be deployed at any time.

Train hard every day, and one day you will shine on the battlefield.

But fortunately, the new masters of the Imperial Palace sometimes travel, and often order them to do things. Although it is not much different from before, it does look a little bit different, doesn't it?

Suzuki didn't keep the girl waiting for too long, and quickly came over with the meal.

Seaweed rice balls.

Crispy flakes of nori provide a burst of umami, while sticky rice provides a solid sweetness.

In the past, according to the custom, things like jujube, squid meat, and crab meat were usually wrapped, but considering Qi's taste, this time the rice ball was wrapped with poultry meat.

There is also an appetizer, bird egg yaki, this kind of fried egg dish, which fully reflects the diversity of eggs as an ingredient.

Regular shape, bright golden color, soft taste...a small piece, although not enough to fill the stomach, is enough to taste the tenderness of the cook when making this dish.

The last is the Dulai poultry meat, which is the main dish, a real meat dish covered with sauce.

The prior pickling adds a bit of salty and suitable flavor to the poultry, and the greasy feeling caused by frying is perfectly neutralized.

Just one bite, you can feel the heat contained in it and the crispy skin with moderate thickness. The poultry meat bursts out satisfying gravy from between the lips and teeth, and the vegetables and fruits complement the nutritional needs very well.

It's just that Miss Suzuki's expression doesn't seem very confident.

Qi took a sip of the well-made miso soup, and the white jade-like tofu could feel the mellow aroma after biting it lightly. The thick and umami taste of the broth made the slightly bland tofu more plump.

It's not as bad as you might think, is it?

It would be better to say that this level is quite outstanding for Miss Da.

The girl looked at her with such meaning.

"By the way... why didn't you see Miss Ma Ci and the others?"

"Big, it's probably in the vicinity of the patrol!"

A trace of panic flashed across Ms. Kamisato's expression.

"Cooking, shouldn't they cook for you?"

"Woooo!"

You made an embarrassing sound all of a sudden, Suzuraku-san.

Looks right.

"Miso soup is... because I have never made a soup that does not use seafood ingredients... Or, I don't have the confidence to make a soup that satisfies the Great Imperial Palace."

"No, if it's Suzukara's cooking, I'll eat it even if it's unpalatable."

The girl didn't notice that the unintentional words gave a certain young lady a huge illusion.

She drank the rest of the soup in one gulp, and as soon as she put down the bowl and chopsticks, the other party came up to wipe the corners of her mouth.

The shy look on his brows and eyes was like a replica of the situation in the sedan chair just now.

"You, don't you think it's cunning to say something embarrassing so bluntly every time, but not allowing others to say it? Da-yu-suo-da-ren-!"

Due to the presence of Okukatsu, Suzuki did not dare to call Qi's name directly, at least not yet.

"Then...next time, let me cook for Suzuki, and I'll take it as an apology."

Qi hesitated, and said softly.

She really can't grasp the distance with Suzuki, it seems that this kind of behavior is similar to what a friend would do, but sometimes it is too close, even if it is deliberately unfamiliar, it will be overwhelmed by the other party's enthusiasm.

Feelings are really a very profound thing. For the first time, a girl had the idea of ​​not wanting to think, just drifting with the flow.

Time gradually came to the night——

PS: I think it's just the right time.