How can my simulation be a real love?

As Kazami Mei's shouts gradually reached her ears, Hatsuka, who was still lost in her own thoughts, quickly came back to her senses.

As soon as Sanjiao Chuhua walked towards the kitchen, she immediately smelled a rich and enticing aroma.

Then, under the warm orange light, several steaming dishes were served by Kazami Naruto. The small wooden table was simply set with a few ordinary home-style dishes.

It seemed to have nothing special about it, yet it gave her an irresistible feeling.

"Did you make all of this, Mingjun?"

"Could it be that you did it?"

Kazami Mei stared at the shocked Hatsuka with a somewhat subtle look in her eyes, and couldn't help but retort when she asked such a strange question.

This was also the first time he had used the Lv.5 level skill [Ultimate Love Cuisine], and he had no idea what the effect would be.

Before this, the Lv.4 level cooking was already enough for him to immerse himself in enjoyment. This Lv.5 level cooking just happened to have the great Miss Chuhua as the 'judge'. Let's see what kind of effect it will have after tasting it.

goodong...

The sound of swallowing was quite noticeable in the quiet environment. Miss Chuhua, realizing what she was doing, blushed instantly. She felt that she was being far too unreserved as an idol, making such a strange reaction.

Even though she felt annoyed about the matter, Mikasa's eyes were still fixed on the table of food under the warm light.

She kept telling herself that she wasn't really there to eat, but her body still seemed to be sitting uncontrollably in the chair.

"thanks for treatment……"

"You said that after you finished eating, didn't you?"

Kazami Mei stared at Tokyo Idol not far away with a strange expression. He suddenly felt that this mature and handsome female idol was kind of cute, and he seemed to be gradually able to understand those enthusiastic fans.

At this moment, Miss Chuhua stared at Kazami Naruto with a somewhat unnatural look in her eyes. Then, she couldn't wait to pick up her chopsticks and take a bite of the braised pork covered in rich broth. The moment it entered her mouth, the distinct texture of the fat and lean meat, along with the aroma of the meat, burst forth.

happy.

It felt like there was only this one thought in my mind, and I was unable to think of anything else.

"Well……"

Chu Hua's exquisite eyes widened as the warm sensation traveled through her throat to her stomach. It felt as if a small sun was radiating heat from within, bringing immense pleasure to every cell in her body.

Her eyes were somewhat unfocused, as if she had returned to a hot and blissful summer day—

tick...

Unbeknownst to her, a few tears welled up in the girl's dark purple eyes. She seemed to be having some difficulty maintaining her composure as an idol. A tear slid down her charming and stunning face, but a pure and warm smile graced her lips.

Kazami Naru: ?

Oh no, he probably didn't download anything, right?

7

Chapter Seven, Triangle, is understandable to Chu Hua.

No, why are you crying?

I was wondering why this dish wasn't glowing?

Kazami Mei was somewhat at a loss as he watched Misaki Hatsuka suddenly start dropping tiny pearls. In his opinion, her Lv.5 cooking skill wasn't much different from before, but he didn't expect such a big reaction after the 'judge' tasted it.

He almost began to doubt whether he had actually added something.

"Sorry—"

"I didn't mean anything by it! I just thought Naruto's cooking was so delicious that I couldn't help myself..."

Seeing the astonished look in Kazami Mei's eyes, Misaka Hatsuka immediately noticed the abnormality on her face, so she quickly stretched out her fair fingers to try to wipe away the tears on her eyelids.

But this action did not stop the gradually spreading mist; instead, it caused tears to slide down the corners of her eyes.

How long has it been since she last cried?

Misaki Hatsuka's tears were not because she felt sad, but simply because she was recalling the happy times they had shared.

After coming from a remote rural area to a bustling metropolis like Tokyo, she lived entirely on her own. The pressure and emotions from her idol work were always kept deep inside her heart, and she could only digest whatever grievances she encountered alone.

Now, it seemed as if an outlet had opened up in her emotions, allowing this pent-up feeling to be released. After venting a little, she felt a bit more comfortable.

"I'll go get some drinks. Chuhua, what would you like to drink?"

Kazami Mei casually pulled out a few clean, soft sheets of toilet paper from the side and handed them to the other person.

After all, he was partly responsible for how things turned out this way. Although he believed that he hadn't added anything special to the dish, it was obvious that Miss Hatsuka cried because she had eaten it.

"Thanks……"

Misaki Hatsuka subconsciously took the toilet paper from Kazami Mei's hand, and he took the opportunity to turn around and go to the kitchen, giving her some time to sort out her emotions.

Kazami Mei's unintentional acts of tenderness made Misaka Hatsuka's feelings somewhat complicated, leaving her unsure of how to face him.

Ham...

Miss Chuhua, holding her chopsticks, took another bite of the tender and juicy braised pork.

The heartwarming sensation was like the warm sunshine of spring illuminating her entire body. At this moment, it seemed that she no longer needed to think about any complicated work or public opinion pressure; she only needed to savor the purest deliciousness.

"Indeed, it's absolutely delicious..."

The blonde girl seemed reluctant to finish the meal, savoring it in small bites.

Thinking of Kazami Mei's considerate side just now, her previously somewhat subdued heart seemed to be warmed a little. Sanka Hatsuka's lips curled into a beautiful smile as she picked up a tissue and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Her professionalism as an idol enabled her to adjust her emotions as quickly as possible.

"Ming-kun, please give me a cream puff and oolong tea!"

"guessed."

A look of understanding flashed in Kazami Mei's eyes.

With a mocking smile, he took out a bottle of the new supermarket beverage from the refrigerator, and then, under Chu Hua's questioning gaze, took out two cheap plastic cups and poured one full into each cup.

The two people sitting opposite each other remained silent, each taking a large gulp from their cups. The next moment, they simultaneously put down their cups and saw the strange expressions on each other's faces.

The strange taste of this new drink is just as indescribable as its name suggests.

It doesn't feel as good as drinking glutinous rice lemon tea, at least he can really taste the sweetness of the food.

puff...

Ms. Chuhua, who was already in a relaxed mood, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Seeing the reaction on Kazami Mei's face, she found it very interesting. This feeling of sharing interests with others was something Mikazuki had never experienced before, and it brought her joy from the bottom of her heart.

Since becoming an idol who has to wear a 'mask' at all times, she hasn't laughed from the bottom of her heart for a very long time. Unconsciously, she is gradually getting closer to the boy in front of her, and this feeling of relaxation makes the fatigue that has accumulated on her body quickly dissipate.

Even the strangely flavored oolong tea in her hand seemed to be starting to taste better?

"Speaking of which, I've had garlic-flavored coffee before, and that stuff tasted even weirder than this."

"Hmm! I'd like to try it~"

The girl, who had already taken off her sunglasses and baseball cap, now fully revealed her beautiful face.

While chatting casually, she became dissatisfied with eating in small bites, so she simply abandoned her reserve and savored the food in front of Kazami Mei, which was the greatest respect for the person who made the dish!

……

After the two leisurely enjoyed their dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

The magnificent Miss Hatsuka sat on the sofa with a rosy complexion. Because the food was so delicious, she ate to her heart's content. In the blink of an eye, she and Kazami Naruto had finished all four dishes, and even her flat stomach bulged slightly as a result.

She is a well-known idol, and the 'weight control' that she usually needs to pay attention to at all times was completely forgotten by her today.

“…Ming-kun, thank you so much for your hospitality today.”

A hint of shyness flickered in the girl's butterfly-like, crystal-clear purple eyes. Her embarrassing state today had been completely seen by Kazami, and the carefully maintained persona she had created had probably completely collapsed. The faint shyness made her mind begin to become somewhat confused.

"You're welcome. I enjoyed my meal just fine."

"It's getting late now, I'll take you home after I'm done."

While clearing away the dishes, Kazami Mei casually spoke up.

The earnest Hatsuka Mitsumi certainly didn't want to just watch him do things, so she offered to wash the dishes as a return gift. However, before she could even start, Kazami Mei rejected her with, "I don't want to be stabbed to death by a fanatical fan the next day while I'm making Hatsuka, a popular idol, wash the dishes."

Knowing she couldn't persuade the other party to give up helping, Chu Hua could only lazily lean on the sofa. This feeling of happiness after dinner gave her an unreal, dreamlike feeling.

She had never felt so relaxed before...

They looked just like the newlyweds in those late-night TV dramas?

Upon realizing this thought, Mikami Hatsuka shook her head repeatedly. Was the delicious food making her mind a little confused?

However, this time, Misaka's probing also yielded many clues. At least now, in her opinion, Kazami Mei is not the kind of scumbag who plays with emotions that she thought he was. At least from the time they met until now, she has not found any 'flaws'.

If her childhood friend truly loved her that much, Mitsumi Hatsuka might give her a helping hand behind the scenes for her friend's happiness.

Suddenly, I feel like I understand Xiangzi a little better...

The blonde girl stared blankly at the ceiling.

She couldn't help but recall that chance encounter on the street that day, the way her childhood sweetheart walked side by side with Kazami Naruto.

The thought of the beautiful smile on Xiao Xiang's face at that time made Chu Hua's relaxed mood inexplicably a little restless, and she keenly noticed this change in her emotions.

Strange, what is she thinking...?

In the blink of an eye, Kazami Mei had cleaned up the mess after the meal. Having promised to take the other person home, he and Hatsuka changed their shoes and went out.

Miss Chuhua's home wasn't particularly far from here, which allowed the two to continue chatting on the way.

Of course, to avoid being stabbed to death by a fanatical fan, the idol's private residence could not be revealed to him casually. Therefore, Kazami Mei only planned to drop Hatsuka-san off nearby and then turn back.

"I'm so glad I came to visit Mingjun's house today, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to eat such delicious food. If I really couldn't eat it, I feel like I would regret it for the rest of my life..."

With her baseball cap back on, Misaki Hatsuka gently placed her hands behind her back, and as she spoke, Kazami Mei could vaguely sense a slight upward tilt in her voice.

Clearly, Miss Chuhua was in a much better mood than before, indicating that she was very satisfied with the dinner.

"Just average."

Kazami Mei, who was being praised so much, just waved his hand modestly. But Misaki Hatsuka saw the corners of his mouth turn up uncontrollably and couldn't help but laugh out loud again, her eyes full of smiles as she looked at him.

"There are no stars..."

The relaxed mood made Misaki Hatsuka's steps a little lighter. She gently raised her head and looked at the dark sky. In a bustling metropolis like Tokyo, it seemed impossible to see the stars she liked.

Therefore, whenever she looks up at the sky, she feels a sense of melancholy in her lonely heart.

Just as she was gazing at the sky, lost in her own world, Kazami Mei's voice suddenly came from beside her ear—

"If you don't mind, you can come to my house for a meal from time to time."

"Eh?"

Upon hearing this, Misaki Hatsuka couldn't help but look up at Kazami Mei's face. At the same time, she saw that the dark night sky seemed to be twinkling with stars. This was the first time she had ever seen stars in the city...

An inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.

"Do you go out to eat occasionally?"

Faced with Kazami Mei's casual "invitation," she opened her mouth silently. The words of refusal that she wanted to say were hard to come out, and even her breathtakingly beautiful face was filled with a conflicted expression.

She was merely testing Kazami Mei's true colors on behalf of Shoko.

This time, I took the risk of going to his house for a meal alone, and that was solely for this purpose.

After spending so much time with Kazami Mei, Mikasa realized that he wasn't wearing a fake mask as she had thought, and there was no need for her to go to his house for dinner again.

So it's definitely better to say no here.

"Is it really still possible to come?"

The words of refusal changed the moment they were uttered.

"Of course, but you'll have to pay for your meals starting next time."

Kazami Mei's lips curled into a smug smile, and she even made a money gesture with her hand. This unceremonious attitude towards her friend surprised Mika Sanka.

Food expenses?

This was the first time she had heard such a novel term, but in the next instant, a hint of a smile appeared in her beautiful, deep purple eyes. With a playful expression, she moved slightly closer to Kazami Naruto and said in a teasing tone—

"Hey, is it really necessary to pay?"