【Round Flame】Sun Flower Field

Miki Sayaka took the high-end bento box from her lover Sakura Kyoko.

Although it is said to be high-end, it is actually just a thousand-yuan bento in an ordinary bento shop. It is completely incomparable with the food in the UK that is often several times the price for a meal.

The wrapped paper bag was still dripping with water, and when I accidentally touched Xingzi's fingertips in my hand, the warmth of the bento became more obvious.

"I just bought it and it's still hot."

While talking, she took off her drenched T-shirt—it seemed to be raining outside at some point—Kyoko went into the bathroom to get a dry towel to dry her hair.

Sayaka took off the earphones, got off the chair with the bento box, and looked out the window.

It was not an exaggeration to call it a torrential rain, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the dirty-looking awning outside the apartment building, which was covered with something black and unknown.

If I put it in the past, I would definitely shout "What kind of joke do you live in this kind of place", but now I have fully adapted to it. Rather, it is this kind of environment that makes people feel at ease.

The room is small, and Kyoko will move within the range she can see. Even if she cannot see it for a while, the movement in other rooms will pass through the walls with poor sound insulation and reach her ears.

"Ah, the rain is really troublesome."

"Yes."

Kyoko, who had changed into a T-shirt, came over muttering, and then stopped beside Sayaka.

Because it's so obvious.Sayaka sighed, took out fried chicken nuggets from the box and stuffed them into her mouth.

"I don't know? (Don't eat)"

"Go ahead and talk."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"No, it's too boring."

Suddenly stopped talking and stared at the bento box, the target is definitely fried chicken.

Anyway, I didn't move much in the afternoon, and I wasn't very hungry.

"Still translating that book full of birdsong?"

"Well, it's almost over."

Sayaka nodded. She is now engaged in industrial translation. Compared with translating literary books, her income may increase a little.

Stay anywhere—Xingzi’s house, Starbucks, McDonald’s, in short, wherever there is electricity and the Internet, you can work anywhere.

Sayaka read a novel before, it was a long time ago, it is a collection of short stories, one of which is about some people who are at the top of society: the president of TWA, the editor of Vogue magazine The editor-in-chief, the actor who has won the Oscar statuette - actually went to the street to pretend to be a homeless person, such an absurd story.

In the past, Sayaka was completely incomprehensible, but now he understands a lot, although he is not that extreme.

Kyosuke is very good, he is already considered a well-known violinist in the world, and Kyoko, who works part-time in a convenience store, is completely in heaven and earth.

The area of ​​the house is several times that of this place.

Sayaka thinks that he may be a very nostalgic person, no matter how long he has lived overseas, he is always not used to it. In the uneasiness revealed by the unaccustomed life, the mutual care between him and Kyousuke has gradually begun to disappear.

In his eyes, what to eat for dinner, whether to eat at the computer or at the dining table, may not really be an important thing.

Walked into the vast world, met the person I always dreamed of liking, and obviously got all the things I wanted before...

"Hey, Kyoko."

"Ok?"

"Why do you have to protect the bento box all the way here? If it's cold, put it in the microwave and heat it up to eat."

"Well……"

Kyoko pinched her chin in thought, she would seriously think about such a question, she was either a foodie or an idiot.

Or both.

"It's not good to reheat in the microwave..."

Yes.Unappetizing.

The cauliflower will be limp, the crispy skin of the chicken nuggets will be mushy, the rice will be hard, the broth will evaporate, and the braised pork nuggets will be as dry as firewood.

Kyousuke would definitely say "Just warm it up in the microwave" if the bento is cold.

In fact, Sayaka seems to be the same way.

But it is still more delicious freshly made.

After taking a bath at night, Sayaka sat in front of the computer and asked Kyoko to come over and help pick out books.

"I'm going to buy some cooking-related books, Kyoko, which ones can you help me read?"

"Although I'm good at eating, I'm not good at cooking... well... this book? Let's start with simple home cooking?"

Kyoko's arms were wrapped around Sayaka's shoulders, the weight of part of her body felt on her shoulders, the smell of shower gel wafted over, and her wet hair scratched her cheek after washing.

"What's the matter, suddenly want to cook?"

"If you translate too much, it will always be boring. Wouldn't it be nice to try cooking?"

"Can you play games?"

"It's hard work."

If you want to have a steaming meal with the person you like, the place to eat is not in a high-end restaurant, nor in front of your own computer, but sitting at the dining table.

What... In the end... what I pursue is actually such a trivial happiness.

……what.

Someone's hand restlessly lifted up the T-shirt and reached in.

Caressing through the underwear, the breath on the neck is reminiscent of a large dog.

"...Sayaka, do you want to...?"

It has already progressed to this point, how could it be possible to refuse, just ask knowingly.

Just the right atmosphere, just the right time, just the right place.

"Of course I do..."

"Great."

Kyoko's fingers moved around her lower body, and Sayaka's fingers clicked on the mouse to complete the order.

——It’s not just about eating, maybe this is also an important part.

correct.

Morning and round on the phone.

"Hmm... Kyoko... weekends..."

"Ok?"

"...Are you free...go to the coffee shop—ah..."

"Yes, I have."

Forget it, let's talk about it later...

... Madoka also said that she was dating girls.

Are you doing the same thing at this time? ...

"Ah... Kyoko... I like you..."

"Yeah, I like Sayaka too."

Very comfortable…

Sayaka's manicured nails dug into Kyoko's shoulder.

……

Incidentally.

As for the pair of idiots Kamu Madoka and Akami Homura.

This time is fighting in the bathroom.

Panting and sweating profusely.

——Busy about washing cats.