[Comprehensive] The system is full of malice to me

"Warm bed?" Yukimura smiled, turned to look at Enomoto Nana and asked, "Enomoto, do you need someone to warm your bed?"

Nana Enomoto always felt that Yukimura's staring eyes seemed to say: If you say you need it, I will kill you!

She was still ill and couldn't bear the fright, so if she really wanted to fight, she would definitely not have the strength to fight.In fact, just a second before Yukimura asked her, she was still imagining the scene of Momoi warming her bed, crawling into the warm bed and hugging a humanoid heater to fall asleep while sleeping, saving even the air-conditioning bill.

"Should... no, it's not too cold now." Enomoto Nana shrugged, and finally cleared the image of Momoi Itsuki helping to warm the bed from her mind.

This is a sideways rejection of the offer.

Akashi could understand, but he still didn't change his face, smiled and said softly: "It will be colder at night than during the day."

"There is an air conditioner in the room. It's convenient to turn on the air conditioner directly if it's cold." Yukimura took the words very naturally before she spoke, and after she finished speaking, she wanted to ask the person's opinion, "What do you think, Enomoto?"

You have already said it so confidently, what else can I say?

Nana Enomoto looked at Yukimura's smiling face who clearly made the decision for her but pretended to be considerate to let her express her opinion. She really wanted to step forward and punch a few times, but then she thought that she had received a lot of care from Yukimura, and the momentum of punching It's over in a flash.

Hitting someone who has taken care of me is a bit unreasonable.Besides, Momoi Mayzuki, who was dragged here for no reason to be a doll heater, seemed innocent, and her breasts were too big for her to stick to her.Obviously they all grew up eating rice, so why is there such a big gap in size.Enomoto Nana felt that if she slept next to Momoi Itsuki and felt the softness and swelling there, she would feel that the world was full of malice towards her breasts.

"Well, there is air conditioning." Enomoto Nana said.

So Akashi decided not to continue this topic, "Let's talk about it then." He couldn't do such a thing to make her change her mind, but he could let Momoi try.

Seeing that the matter had been discussed to a satisfactory result, Yukimura turned back to the sink, squeezed dish soap onto the plate, and began to wash the dishes.

Nana Enomoto looked at his profile washing dishes for a while while holding her head.

His back is erect, his movements are skillful, his breathing is steady, and he is methodical. It is estimated that he usually does a lot of cleaning at home.

The blinds in front of the sink were half open, and the bright and soft light shone on Yukimura's fair fingers, tall and straight, and the women's apron on his body.

Well, it was a total accident.

Yukimura probably forgot to change the apron just now, so he just took it from her and put it on.

After washing the dishes, Yukimura calmly took off the lace-trimmed apron, hung it back, and dried his hands with a towel.

"Do you want to continue to sleep later?" Yukimura asked as she walked out of the kitchen and saw that she was still sitting at the dining table.

Nana Enomoto shook her head.

The last three sat in the living room watching TV.

It was the same single sofa when she first came downstairs, and Yukimura and Akashi were also sitting in the original seats, looking for an old movie to watch.

A look is a whole afternoon.

Near dinner time.

The main candidates after taking a shower were discussing who would serve dinner, and Momoi Wuyue knocked on the door of the living room, carrying a bucket of fish in his hand, but few of them were too big.

"Let's have dinner together." Momoi shook the white plastic bucket, "We caught a lot of fish and brought them here."

Marui was looking at the fish in the bucket curiously. Hearing what she said, he tilted his head and asked, "Are you sure? It's not the manager who cooks today." Leaving aside Yukimura's cooking skills, their cooking skills It's not very superb, and it is estimated that they will not be able to bear it.

Momoi nodded, "I talked with Yukimura-kun on the phone, and he agreed to have dinner together."

Marui turned his head and asked, "Minister, is that so?"

"Yeah." Yukimura replied.

In the afternoon, Momoi Itsuki called Enomoto Nana, but asked him to answer by name.On the phone, Momoi proposed to have dinner together. At that time, Akashi and Enomoto Nana were sitting together in the living room. Yukimura thought that it was not good to directly refuse and would make him appear unmannered, so he agreed.

"We don't know how to cook this fish." Marui thought for a while, and felt that he had a very clever idea. He blinked at Momoi, "Why don't you bother me to cook? We'll help you out I'm busy, I can wash the vegetables and so on."

The people behind Momoi Wuyue changed their faces when they heard the words, and looked at Marui with complicated expressions: It's really rare that there are such desperate people these days.

"Okay, I'll trouble you too." Momoi smiled.She likes to cook but may not be able to eat, and she has been accumulating experience on the road of improving cooking skills but it may not be effective.

Kise Ryota stood in front of Momoi, forced a smile, "...I think it's better not to."

"Why?" Marui asked innocently.

Kise opened his mouth, but he still didn't dismantle Momoi Itsuki's platform in front of outsiders, so he didn't speak.

Qingfeng took a look at Marui, and then asked: "I said, don't you have anyone here who can cook? You can't?"

"I'll make some simple sweets, let's just forget about cooking." Marui thought they wanted an equivalent exchange, and thought for a while and said, "I'll make some sweets after dinner, so it should be okay?"

Lvjian Miao understood his thoughts, and said blankly: "You will be wrong." In fact, we are also thinking about your body.

Marui was blocked by the words of the green-haired ice cube face, and didn't know what to say for a while.Well, in fact, he didn't understand what it meant.

A row of people stood by the cooking counter, busy preparing dinner.

The three of them watching the movie were still sitting firmly on the sofa, listening to the heated discussion over there about who would clean up the fish.

Yukimura Seiichi, who had already had the experience of killing fish once, automatically held his breath. Anyway, he didn't want to have the second experience of killing fish.

Enomoto Nana moved her body, and Kise Ryo who came over patted her shoulder kindly, "Enokimoto, I heard that you were sick, are you feeling better now?"

She touched her forehead and replied, "I don't have a fever anymore."

Kise said in surprise: "It's so serious! The voice has become like this! It sounds like a middle-aged man."

"..." Will they chat?If you can't chat, don't talk!

Nana Enomoto glanced at him, speechless.

Huang Lai didn't notice her low air pressure at all, "I caught a lot of fish today, wait a minute..."

Before he finished speaking, Qingfeng over there was already dismantling the stage: "Huang Lai, you haven't caught half a fish today, have you lost your memory?"

Nana Enomoto met Kise's embarrassed gaze and wanted to laugh, but held back.

"These are not the main points. I'll cook grilled fish for you later." Kise Ryota, who has strong resistance to blows, immediately recovered her smile and said.

"Ryota?" Nana Enomoto expressed doubts.

The sharp-eared Qingfeng heard it again, "Huise, if you want to make fish, come here and cook it. If you can't eat it after cooking, you will have to bear the consequences."

"...You're welcome, I'm just talking casually." Kise waved his hand.

Nana Enomoto was once again speechless.

It was someone at the cooking counter who took the initiative to stand up and said that he would be in charge of everyone's dinner. Kise Ryota saw that it was Kuroko Tetsuya, and immediately rushed over excitedly, "Little Heizi, I know your cooking skills are not very good, you Don't try to trick me."

Heizi nodded calmly, "Yes, Kise-kun, so I plan to ask Vulcan-kun for help, he is very good at cooking."

"You want to call him here?" Kise asked.

"Don't be so troublesome." Heizi had already tied up his apron, and said very sincerely with his expressionless eyes, "Please allow me to cook dinner for everyone."

No one present would refuse an unsolicited request to cook.

Hei Zizhe also dialed the phone first, then went to the living room to ask the three people watching the movie for advice, borrowed the TV set, squatted down and fiddled with it for a long time, and then initiated a video call.

After connecting, a red-haired boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared on the video screen.

Nana Enomoto recognized at a glance that this was the boy holding the trophy in Tetsuya's circle of friends last time, and he was his current basketball teammate.

"Heizi, what do you want from me? Why are there so many people?" The boy who seemed to be impatient spoke first, and was startled by the crowd of people watching him.

Everyone in the basketball club greeted the boy one by one.

"Good evening, Lord Vulcan." Hei Zizhe said blankly, "Can you teach me how to cook?"

"Now?"

"Yes, it's just about time for dinner." Heizi pulled the apron on his body, indicating that he was ready, "I'm sorry, Lord Vulcan."

After communicating, the boy named Vulcan still agreed.

Nana Enomoto watched him walk up to the cooking counter, adjust the camera angle of the phone, and teach the cooking process on the spot.

The rough-looking boy was unexpectedly professional. After a series of smooth preparations, everyone's eyes lit up—today's dinner should not be a dark meal.

The cooking process of Huoshen live broadcast is comparable to a blockbuster movie worthy of serious viewing. Everyone watched it with gusto, and sighed in their hearts why there is such a big gap between people.

Cooking has been in the hands of Vulcan, so it seems so simple and easy.

The fish had been marinated on the screen and oil was poured into the pan, and they remembered to turn to look at Tetsuya Heizi at the cooking counter.

The fish was still alive and kicking on the cutting board, and he didn't know what to do with it.

"Hey, Ah Zhe, can you do it?" Qingfeng began to worry about his dinner again.

Hei Zizhe also held the kitchen knife, but there was no other movement in his hands. He stared at the fish on the cutting board, his eyebrows slightly frowned, "It's too flexible, I can't catch it."

"..."

Vulcan turned off the fire and shouted angrily: "You didn't say earlier that I'm already in the pot! You can continue after you finish the fish." Then his figure disappeared from the TV screen.

Now for the big problem: killing the fish.

There was a bigger problem, none of them had killed the fish.

Marui stared at the fish for a while, and suddenly realized, "Minister, haven't you killed fish before? You can help this time too."

Everyone: "Yukimura-kun, thank you very much for your trouble."

Yukimura: "..." I didn't hear anything.

The author has something to say:

Yukimura: Marui, triple your training tomorrow.

Marui (eating fish cooked by Kuroko Yukimura): Huh?Why so suddenly?

Reader "returning to the cold at a snowy night", irrigation nutrient solution +5

Reader "Judith", irrigation nutrient solution +9

Thank you little cuties for the nourishment solution! !