My youth romance is always confusing

For some reason, everyone's eyes were on me at this moment.

This is an honor I have never had in school. Oh, no, I think I also had this honor when I was called to the front of the stage by Mr. Hiratsuka.

"Hey, Mitsuki..."

Although this feeling of being the center of attention is something that the current group has always been pursuing, it does not belong to me. Compared to this, I care more about why Xiao Meiyue brought this up.

"Nothing, it's just that the seniors look like they're going to be overwhelmed."

Xiao Meiyue's fair little hand pointed at the two people who were still busy in the kitchen. The chopping board was filled with all kinds of vegetables, and the pork on one side was still intact. It was obvious that they had no time to process it.

After seeing this scene, I knew that this kitchen helper couldn't escape.

After sighing briefly in my heart, I walked to Yukinoshita's side facing the slightly strange looks from several people.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

As a kitchen helper, I tried my best to choose words that were not too harsh, but when I thought about how this guy was just using the game to insult me, I got really angry.

Forget it, for Yuigahama’s birthday party, I’ll teach this woman a lesson when I get back to the club.

Wearing the apron she bought for Yuigahama as a birthday present, Yukino looked at Hachiman with suspicion.

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing."

Yukinoshita turned around, picked up a piece of pork and gave it to me, placed it on the chopping board in front of me, and gave me the first task as if to test me.

"Cut this thing into chunks."

"What is this? Pork?"

"I don't recall you having any vision problems, Hikigaya-san."

Tsk, could this woman have a better attitude?

It's just cutting the pork into pieces. I can still handle this small task.

I picked up an unused kitchen knife, washed it with clean water, and started to process the pork in front of me.

The silver-white blade rushed through the blood-red pieces of flesh, but cleverly divided them into pieces of appropriate sizes.

The crisp sound of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board attracted the attention of others.

Soon, the chopping board was filled with processed pieces of meat.

"Give."

I picked a plate, put the meat on it and handed it to Yukinoshita.

But her eyes looked a little strange.

"what happened again?"

Yukino raised an eyebrow at Hachiman's slightly impatient tone, but she didn't say much and just took the plate silently.

"Wow! So Xiaoqi is also so good at cooking?"

A high school girl with a bun-like hairstyle at the edge of the field made a loud noise.

"Well, after all, sometimes you have to be responsible for your own lunch."

This is a lie. Komachi is here to take care of the bento, and I'm not a bento person. I just prepared it as a househusband.

Perhaps they couldn't bear to see me idle, so as soon as they finished processing the pork, the ribs on the other side came over.

"Snow-"

Seeing such a high-intensity work assignment, I subconsciously wanted to ask about Yukinoshita's arrangements, but when I looked up, the face of the woman Yukinoshita that came into my sight was not hers.

A pair of white and tender hands held the ribs. Although the arms were a little thin, they were not as sickly as Yukinoshita's. It was obvious that she was exercising.

"Ebina?"

Yes, the person who handed me the ribs was Ebina who had been watching for a long time.

"Oh, I didn't expect Hikigaya-kun to be so good at knife skills. As a girl, I can't handle this big thing, so I'll leave it to you!"

"Oh."

The reasons she gave were very legitimate and I had no excuse to refuse. After all, I came to help because the two of them were not strong enough.

After taking the ribs, I glanced at Yukinoshita who was looking at the pot and found that she seemed a little absent-minded. I didn't know what she was thinking about.

"Peng!"

The ribs fell onto the chopping board, and the noise brought Yukino back from her trance.

She looked at Hachiman behind her with some surprise and found that he was carefully processing the ribs. The powerful blade was cutting the gap between the bones and the meat, and he seemed to be doing it with ease.

It’s really hard.

I held the kitchen knife and kept moving it back and forth on the ribs. One of the thick bones was tightly attached to the meat on it, and for a moment I didn't know where to start.

After a few seconds of thinking, I still couldn't come up with an answer, so I chose the simplest way to deal with it.

"Peng!"

The sound of blade clashing with bone exploded on the chopping board again.

Since there is no way to solve it, let's use brute force.

Although the noise may be a bit loud, it is the only solution after all.

For a while, the sound of ping-pong was heard in the room.

This made it impossible for Yuigahama and Miura on the side to continue chatting.

The banging sound lingering in Yuigahama's ears reminded her of the sound of renovation work going on next door.

Although they were separated by a street, the noises from various tools really made her feel upset. Moreover, she was preparing for the midterm exam at that time, so she didn't get enough rest at all.

But at this moment, listening to this sound, she did not feel it was noisy at all, but rather a breath of life.

"Yumiko, do you want to go out and play during the summer vacation?"

Yuigahama pretended not to hear the noise and sat on the sofa chatting with Miura as if nothing had happened.

After Miura twitched her eyes, she could only pretend not to hear and continued talking about their previous topic.

"Summer vacation? It's only the beginning of the year, Yui. You might as well be concerned about your final grades."

If she remembered correctly, Yuigahama's midterm score last time seemed to have just passed the passing line, and it was thanks to the efforts of several of them that she was pulled from the dead line.

With a somewhat subtle mood, Miura glanced at Yukino and Hachiman who were cooking.

Although she was a little unwilling to accept it, she had to admit that the two people over there did contribute more than herself in assisting Yuigahama with her midterm exams.

It can be seen from the improvement in her grades. No wonder this guy invited these two people to his birthday party even if he had to hide it from her and Ebina.

Really, why not just say it directly? Is it necessary to go through so much trouble? She, Miura, is not a stingy person. At most, she can just pretend that she didn't see it.

The blonde girl crossed her arms, looking uneasy.

"Final term? Oh, Yumiko, that's still a long time away. We can talk about it then."

When Yuigahama heard the word "study", she felt a little scared from the bottom of her heart.

The days of the midterm exams were still lingering in her mind. She had to get up early and go to bed late during those days. If it happened again, she was afraid she really couldn't bear it.