My love is abyss mode

Chapter 119 The Cooking of Love
Kuronuma Kiba ignored Shinkai Shiona's message and directly opened Shirakawa Momo's chat window.

[Kuronuma: Shall we go for a run tonight?]
[Shirakawa: Busy]
The fact that she replied to the message instantly suggests that she probably wasn't very busy.

[Kuronuma: So, shall we go for a run together tonight?]
The message showed as read, but no reply was received. He asked again, but Shirakawa Momo still didn't reply.

No refusal is an agreement, a principle that Matsusaka Kanon had just taught him today. Kuronuma Kiba decided to go find Shirakawa Momo at 8 p.m. sharp after dinner.

After playing Pokémon on the sofa for a while, there was a knock on the door. Black Swamp Fang went to open it and saw Reiko Kobayakawa leading a dozen muscular men crammed into the narrow stairwell, with cardboard boxes from the Matsusaka family piled up around them.

"Young Master Kuronuma!!!"

The roar was deafening, and the muscular men bowed in unison to greet each other, with the heads of those behind bumping into the backs of those in front.

"Where did you find the moving company?" Kuronuma Kiba asked Kobayakawa Reiko.

"The company's bodyguards, facing unemployment, all rushed over when they heard there were jobs available."

Kobayakawa Reiko was also helpless. The head of the Hatsushino family rarely went out, and Hatsushino Ryo was more proficient in various technologies than these bodyguards. If Kuronuma Kiba hadn't been short of a driver, she herself would have lost her job.

"Go back, I'll move it myself."

"Yes!!!"

Kuronuma waved his hand, and they retreated in an orderly fashion from the emergency exit stairs; the elevator clearly couldn't hold so many people.

After carrying the cardboard boxes into Matsuzaka Kanon's room one by one, she lay on the sofa and played Pokémon for a while. When Matsuzaka Kanon put dinner on the table, the door opened and Hatsushika Ryo walked into the apartment with a blank expression.

Seeing Kuronuma Kiba sit up from the sofa, she parted her pink lips slightly, glanced at Matsusaka Kanon by the dining table, and ultimately remained silent.

"Welcome back."

Matsuzaka Kanon stepped forward and took the windbreaker that Hatsushika Ryo had taken off, hanging it on the coat rack in the entryway, her face still bearing a gentle smile: "Dinner is ready, I don't know if it suits your taste."

"." Hatsushino Ryo nodded slightly, walked straight to the sofa, and lay down with her head resting on Kuronuma Kiba's legs.

Her short, white hair was scattered messily across her face. She closed her eyes, and her expression gradually became more animated, making her look very at ease.

Kuronuma Kiba reached out and pinched Hatsushino Ryo's cheek, asking softly, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"." Hatsushiro Ryo shook her head, took out her phone from the pocket of her work pants, and sent him a message.

[Hatsushika: Let's just do it.]
"It's better to have dinner first, I want to go for a run later."

[Hatsushino: Okay.]
She put down her phone, wrapped her arms around Kuronuma Kiba's waist, lay quietly for a while, and then got up from the sofa and reached out her hand to him.

Kuronuma Kiba took Hatsushino Ryo's hand and sat down at the table. Matsuzaka Kanon was already sitting opposite them. She put her hands together, closed her eyes, and said earnestly, "I'm starting to eat," before picking up her chopsticks.

Dinner was a typical home-cooked meal: fried chicken nuggets, ochazuke (rice with tea), okra, stewed potatoes and meat, and miso soup.

Because Shirakawa Momo specifically requested it, Matsusaka Kanon also specially prepared cheese lobster, whose golden-brown color looked especially sweet in the late autumn season.

The dining table was quiet. Matsusaka Kanon was the type who didn't like to talk while eating, and Hatsushino Ryo wouldn't speak even when there were outsiders present.

Kurogane thought that the relationship between the two, who had just started living together, might be a bit strained, but things took an unexpected turn.

Hatsushika Ryo picked up a cheese lobster with her bare hands, peeled off the shell, put the tender meat into her mouth, chewed a couple of times, and then stared straight at Matsusaka Kanon with her wine-red eyes.

Noticing her gaze, Matsuzaka Kanon met Hatsushika Ryo's eyes with a questioning look and asked softly, "Is it not to your liking?"

"..." Hatsushiro Ryo shook his head, swallowed the food in his mouth, and picked up a spoon to eat ochazuke (rice with tea).

She brought a sip of the clear soup with salmon floating on it to her lips, put down her spoon, got up and walked to the coffee table, picked up her phone, and started tapping on the screen.

Kuronuma Kiba took out his phone and glanced at it. There were no new messages. His gaze then focused on Matsuzaka Kanon: "Do you have Ryo-senpai's contact information?"

"Yes, we met last time." "It seems like Senior Liang needs to talk to you, or she's contacting Tao, wanting her to come back and prepare dinner."

"Hmm, that sounds a bit cruel." Matsuzaka Kanon took out her phone, looked at it for a while, and then handed it to Kuronuma Kiba.

[Hatsushika: I challenge you.]
[Hatsushika: If we win, my allowance will double.]
Doubling it would amount to 1 million yen, the same level of pocket money as Kurozuma's.

Importantly, this is a good opportunity for Hatsushika Ryo to accept Matsuzaka Kanon.

I suggest you agree.

Kuronuma returned the phone to Matsuzaka Kanon, unconsciously uttering the same phrase as Shirakawa Momo: "Even if it's just for the money."

Hatsushika Ryo sat back down at the table, eating while staring at Matsusaka Kanon, waiting for her reply.

Kuronuma even suspected that Matsusaka Kanon might have put drugs in his dinner. He picked up a cheese lobster to taste, and sure enough, it had a peculiar flavor.

It tastes like minced garlic, but with an extra caramelized aroma, mixed with the unique scent of rosemary.

"Actually, I haven't specifically studied cooking."

Matsuzaka Kanon frowned slightly, her gray eyes meeting Hatsushika Ryo's with a troubled look: "It's just the level I learned in home economics class. Most of the time I just improvise and add some self-righteous ingredients."

She creates dishes based on her mood and a sudden inspiration, which is what she told Kuronuma Kiba at noon: "the taste of love."

"Perhaps it's your heartfelt sentiment that's infused into the dish."

Kuronuma Kiba shook his head, puzzled, at the mention of words like "feelings" and "intentions," and continued eating his dinner: "Agree."

"Alright, let Ya be the referee."

Matsuzaka Kanon nodded to Kuronuma Kiba, reluctantly agreeing, and then asked Hatsushino Ryo, "When?"

Seeing that Shino Ryo had picked up her phone, she looked down at the screen and said, "Tomorrow night? I don't know when the club activities will end."

The two discussed the specifics, and Kuronuma Kiba finished his dinner by himself. After saying goodbye to them, he went to find Shirakawa Momo to go for a run.

The autumn rain has stopped, and the air is filled with coolness and the fresh scent of earth.

In front of the Matsusaka house, amidst the clanging and banging of nails, hammers pierced the wooden planks, nailing a brand-new oak-colored wooden sign under the mailbox, covering the original doorplate.

[New Haijia]
Shirakawa Momo took two steps back, nodded in satisfaction, and squatted down to put the hammer back into the toolbox.

"Well, it would be better to change it to Tao's surname."

Shinkai Shiona stood beside Shirakawa Momo, a hint of worry appearing in her blue eyes, seemingly disapproving of the decision.

"That's good. You don't need to feel inferior about this kind of thing."

Shirakawa Momo glanced at her indifferently, picked up her toolbox, walked to the door, stood at the top of the stairs, and said to Shinkai Shiona, "Now, let me help you overcome your psychological trauma. Come here."

If you push Shinkai Shionai down the stairs a few more times, she'll definitely overcome her fear. Shirakawa Momo prefers this simple and brutal way of solving problems.

"Won't you get hurt?"

Shionai covered her chest with both hands, took a step back in fear, and her face was full of resistance: "I think it's better to take it slowly, okay?"

"It's only level three. Even if you fall, it'll just get a little dirty."

Shirakawa Momo walked down the stairs, forcefully pulled her to the steps, and said coldly, "Since you entrusted this to me, and I agreed to your request, I must take responsibility for you."

(End of this chapter)