I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 95 A Person Suitable to Be a Mother

"It's time to eat! Rest is rest, but you can't skip meals!"

In a daze, Sakurai Itsuki heard a knock on the door.

He supported his dizzy head, climbed out of bed, and answered the door.

Feeling quite weak.

Looking at my phone, the Line group message is bustling with activity.

Hase Hatsuna shared popular comments on Instagram in the group, showing off the praise she was receiving on the Internet as a beautiful teacher in a Western dress.

And use this as a warning to everyone in the society to cherish her, as there are many people out there who are begging to be her student.

However, he still treats Hase Hatsuna with indifference towards the people in the club.

They had long been desensitized to Hase Hatsuna's beauty.

After a couple of rather perfunctory words, the one who continued to praise was actually the other "handsome blond leading actor" who hadn't mentioned himself on his own initiative.

There are also comics by Hanase Shion, which are also very well received.

The Line message flashed again.

It was from Sato Wakaba: [Still lying in bed? ]

However, after seeing her message immediately become read, Sato Wakaba immediately followed it up with another message: [Come down soon! There are delicious things to eat!].

Sakurai Itsuki glanced at the time and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

It was already much later than usual for dinner. I guess she wanted to sleep a little longer, so she postponed it intentionally.

Although he felt that his body temperature was obviously abnormal, Sakurai Itsuki still got up and went downstairs when he thought of this.

Sakurai Itsuki leaned on the stairs, watching the woman with her blonde hair tied into a ponytail, wearing a pink apron and gloves, humming a tune as she moved a large pot of steaming red food to the table in the living room.

Sakurai Itsuki couldn't help but sigh, she is really capable!

I feel like she might become an excellent housewife in the future.

The kind that can take care of every aspect of the home and make it warm and well-organized.

Of course, like most housewives, she would be nagging all day long.

"Really, Ah Shu, you're always so slow. You're only seventeen, and you're like this. I wonder what you'll be like when you're seventy!"

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection. As soon as Sakurai Itsuki thought this, Sato Wakaba turned around and urged Sakurai Itsuki while taking off her gloves and apron.

"Hurry up! I'm starving! It's already nine o'clock. If I eat any later, I'll get a bloated stomach."

Sakurai Itsuki walked downstairs: "Then you should have called me earlier. Who told you to indulge me like this?"

"Who indulged you? I was trying a new dish today, otherwise I would have woken you up long ago! Clang clang! It's the spicy hot pot that's been super popular lately! But it took me a lot of effort to make it."

Sato Wakaba stretched out her hands and imitated a salesman's exaggerated display gesture.

"Given your taste, you should like it, right? However, I didn't dare put too much chili in it. Don't say it's not authentic because it's not spicy enough! Just be a little more accommodating!"

Sato Wakaba has already figured out Sakurai Itsuki's taste during this period of time.

When she first saw that Malatang had recently become popular in Tokyo, she was quite sure that this was what he would like to eat.

Therefore, I specially made this dish as a reward for Sakurai Itsuki who had worked hard all night last night.

Sakurai Itsuki looked at the obviously spicy hot pot, touched his forehead which was obviously a little too hot, sat down, and finally picked up the chopsticks.

Sato Wakaba tilted her head and looked at the listless Sakurai Itsuki: "Why do you look so listless?"

"Probably, he just woke up." Sakurai Itsuki said.

"and many more!"

Sato Wakaba felt something was wrong. She had seen Sakurai Itsuki many times when he just woke up, and he was obviously different from now. So she stood up suspiciously and moved towards Sakurai Itsuki.

"What are you doing? Are you eating? Aren't you starving?" Sakurai Itsuki leaned in the opposite direction.

The more Sato Wakaba listened to Sakurai Itsuki's voice, the more she felt something was wrong, so she stretched out her hands and grabbed Sakurai Itsuki's head that was "escaping" backwards.

"Hold on! Let me see! Your face seems a little hot."

As she spoke, she pressed her forehead against Sakurai Itsuki's, simply measuring the temperature with her own forehead.

Sakurai Itsuki was stunned as he felt her slightly cool forehead and her skin, which was far more delicate than his own. He was about to say that her method of measuring temperature was a bit too intimate, but Sato Wakaba exclaimed first: "Ugh, your forehead is super hot! Don't you realize that something's wrong with you?"

The two of them were so close that they could almost feel the vibrations in the air caused by each other's words.

But she didn't notice that this temperature measurement method she learned from her mother when she was a child was actually a bit inappropriate between the two of them.

This guy sometimes forgets the boundaries between men and women.

However, under such care, Sakurai Itsuki still insisted on saying that he hated this, which was a bit like taking advantage of others.

Therefore, Sakurai Itsuki did not resist, but just said: "It's okay, let's eat first."

Upon hearing this, Sato Wakaba moved away from Sakurai Itsuki's forehead, but her hand was still holding Sakurai Itsuki's head.

She turned her head to take a look at the still red and steaming spicy hot pot, and then decisively rejected Sakurai Itsuki: "No, you can't eat this! You obviously have a fever!"

"No problem, spicy food can cure colds."

Sakurai Itsuki felt that he had missed her performance. It was rare for her to cook for him, and she waited until this time. He felt a little guilty inside.

Besides, he actually thought it was just a cold and it wouldn't kill him if he didn't restrict his diet.

"That's nonsense! I just said you were acting like an old man, but why are you suddenly acting like a child? You're not allowed to eat!"

She suddenly exerted force with her hands that were holding Sakurai Itsuki's cheeks and squeezed Sakurai Itsuki's face hard.

Then he looked into Sakurai Itsuki's eyes and gave the order: "Go upstairs and lie down on the bed to rest. There is some antipyretic medicine at home. Take it first. I will make you some porridge. If you don't feel better tomorrow, go to the hospital."

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"Look at me, do you hear me?" Sato Wakaba's attitude was unusually tough.

Sakurai looked at herself reflected in Sato Wakaba's light blue eyes, and finally nodded and chose to obey.

And she finally released her hand that was holding Sakurai Itsuki's face.

"What a pity, I really want to eat some."

Sakurai Itsuki sighed, this was indeed quite to his liking.

It seems that she has already figured out the way to my stomach.

"This kind of thing is actually quite simple and can be done anytime. Go and get some rest."

"Didn't you just say it took a lot of effort?"

"The main reason is that if I say this I won't seem to be taking credit for it. I just wasted a lot of time trying to decide on the right materials and base!"

Sato Wakaba said this with a grin, then patted Sakurai Itsuki's shoulder.

"Alright, alright, take a rest. When you recover, I'll make it for you!"

When Sakurai Itsuki heard this, he inexplicably felt that she was coaxing a sick child who was still crying for snacks.

So I complained: "Are you coaxing a child?"

"Isn't it?" Sato Wakaba also laughed when she heard this.

"You are really suitable to be a mother."

As Sakurai Itsuki spoke, for some reason, he imagined her gently holding a naughty child, patting the child's head lightly and comforting him.

"What does it mean to be a mother? Do you want to... Forget it, since you are sick today, I won't give you the nice guy card for now! Go and get some rest!"

Sato Wakaba forcibly interrupted her own spell and once again urged Sakurai Itsuki to go upstairs and rest.

"I was praising you for being caring. Of course, I was also hinting at you being nagging."

Sakurai Itsuki had no choice but to obey, put down his chopsticks, stood up and walked up the stairs.

From behind, Sato Wakaba jokingly complained, "Haven't you heard that mom's nagging is the happiest thing in the world?"

Sakurai Jushin said, I don’t want you to be my mother, so why are you trying to get ahead of me and take advantage of me?
Looking back.

I watched as Sato Wakaba put her apron around her body again and prepared to go into the kitchen to update the menu.

However, perhaps this kind of nagging does make people happy.

(End of this chapter)