My youth romance is always confusing

"Anyway, this is about right."

Looking at the processed ribs in front of me, I felt a sense of accomplishment.

After realizing this, I quickly nipped that bit of complacency in the bud.

Damn it, how could I become a person who is happy about work? It must be that Yukinoshita woman's fault.

Yes, it must be.

"Wow! I didn't expect Hikigaya-kun to be so good at cooking."

Looking at the pile of spareribs that he had never been able to cook before, Ebina sincerely admired him and said, "Hikigaya-kun has a talent for cooking. Maybe he can be a good chef?"

Well, chef? Maybe it will be a surprise.

No, no, why did I start thinking about work again? Could it be that this twisted society has twisted my heart?

After shaking my head vigorously in my heart, I turned my attention back to the chopping board in front of me.

He grabbed a bunch of processed ribs with his right hand and put them on a plate, waiting for the visit of an ice queen.

But after getting half of it, my hand paused in mid-air.

Damn, it's like I've become Yukinoshita's subordinate.

Oh, it seems like I was her subordinate, so it’s okay.

After realizing that there was no need for my help, I went to the sink to rinse my hands, then returned to the sofa obediently so as not to cause any trouble for them.

Anyway, I am only responsible for preparing the ingredients, the real cooking still has to be left to those two guys.

But let's put these things aside for now, the most important thing now is...

"Mizuki."

I deliberately used a calmer tone to call the little guy to my side.

Then the next second, a pair of big hands climbed up the little guy's delicate and white face and began to rub it hard.

"Well..."

The little fellow was speechless due to the wanton playing with of his face, and he could only stammer under Hachiman's clutches.

"Ah, Mitsuki-chan, what are you doing, Xiaoqi!"

But unfortunately, in this room, the host is in a sense superior to his brother, so after seeing Hachiman's slightly excessive teasing behavior, Yuigahama quickly stood up and rescued Mitsuki from Hachiman's hands.

Of course I know that what she did was legitimate and reasonable, but I felt uncomfortable when I thought that the little girl was setting a trap for me behind my back.

Especially since you are helping that Yukinoshita guy. Hey, hey, hey, your nominal brother has just been taunted by the opponent in the game. Not only do you not want to help get back at him, but you even dared to betray him, you little traitor!

With a grudge like Haunter, I gave Mitsuki a harsh look.

But the little girl was smart. She quickly ran behind Yuigahama and never showed her head again.

It's really sad that the elder sister, who she didn't get along with very well on weekdays, has become her fortress against Hachiman.

However, while they were having a great time here, the two people in the kitchen were still diligently preparing the food.

Yukinoshita took the processed vegetables and put them into the pot one by one in batches.

"Ebina, could you help me get that plate over there?"

Because of the angle, Yukinoshita couldn't comfortably reach the plate on the chopping board.

Thinking of this, she glared at Hachiman who was lying on the sofa pretending to be a dead fish with dark thoughts.

She felt that this guy must have done it on purpose, otherwise why were all the other things placed so close and only this one was placed so far away.

But she really thought so...

You were right.

Seeing the woman Yukinoshita having to ask Ebina for help, a happy flag rose in my heart.

Oh, you treated me so badly just now, now it’s time for you to ask for help.

Facing her unreasonable look, I glared back at her in an even more unreasonable way.

If the sparks of eye contact could be seen in the air, then the air now would probably be equivalent to an electric welding scene.

But now is not the time to confront this woman head-on. After all, Yuigahama's party is still the most important thing.

Besides, isn't it also a kind of revenge to lie on the sofa and wait for Yukinoshita to cook the meal and then enjoy it without any burden?

With this mentality, I chose to take a step back and look away first.

Seeing Hachiman like this, Yukino seemed to have won, and raised her slender neck with skin as white as snow like a proud white swan.

But in Hachiman's eyes, she was just an ignorant duck.

In short, in this somewhat subtle atmosphere, everyone finally had their dinner before the sunset completely disappeared over the horizon.

I sat down next to Xiao Meiyue around a round table that was a little too big.

But unfortunately, the woman named Yukinoshita was next to me.

Perhaps considering keeping Miura and Yukinoshita at a distance, Ebina actually pushed this woman to my side.

Looking at Ebina's delicate face with glasses, I have a feeling that this guy is no less troublesome than the others, maybe even more troublesome.

"Hey, try this. It took me a lot of effort to make it!"

The girl with glasses put on thick gloves and placed a pot of soup that looked a bit unaffordable in front of everyone.

As soon as the lid is opened, the aroma, so rich that it seems to condense into crystals in the air, floats away in the air.

It made the appetites of the little greedy kids who haven't eaten yet start to whet their appetite.

But in fact, it was just a simple pork ribs and corn soup, and I was the one who prepared the pork ribs.

The sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding could be heard on the dining table. As a carnivore, I avoided the red devil fruit on the table.

Why does Yuigahama have to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes for her birthday? Does this guy really like eating tomatoes?

Noticing the hesitant expression on Hachiman's face, Yukino raised her eyebrows, picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with her chopsticks and put it in her bowl, deliberately leaning the bowl against the edge.

It doesn't look like they want to eat the tomato, but they simply put the tomato next to someone to disgust him with the smell.

A smell that I remembered as extremely horrible floated into my nose through the air, and I glanced stiffly at Yukinoshita beside me.

This guy actually did this! He would rather put the bowl aside and not eat to disgust me. He really hurts his own side while hurting the enemy.

But there was nothing I could do about her, so I could only look away in disappointment and put a piece of pork ribs that looked pretty good into Miyuki's bowl.

The little one doesn’t seem to be in the mood for eating lately, so we must take this opportunity to let her eat more.

After all, in situations like this, the most basic courtesy is to finish what is in your bowl.

Oh, except for the woman next to me, that girl is just here to disgust me.