I have an infinite number of shikigami-Chapter 250 - 119. Rainy day, gazebo, Miss Yukino’s feet, "Asakusa Boy." _3

Chapter 250: 119. Rainy day, gazebo, Miss Yukino’s feet, "Asakusa Boy." _3

"I don’t want this."

"Rejecting someone’s chocolate, unbelievable."

"I don’t want to eat something so sweet early in the morning."

"Then have some coffee." Yukino Ritsuko slid the coffee towards him, "This is a heartfelt offering from a cohabitant."

"Thank you... but," Fujiwara Reya teased, "Drinking beer and coffee at the same time, with chocolate and cookies, what style is this?"

"I originally planned to drink the beer myself." Yukino Ritsuko laughed awkwardly, "The coffee, chocolate, and cookies were bought on a trip to the bakery this morning. It started raining halfway, so I bought some as breakfast."

Fujiwara Reya opened the edge of the paper cup and sipped the coffee.

The temperature was slightly cool, a café au lait with milk foam, unsweetened, with a slightly bitter taste.

"Isn’t it good?" Yukino Ritsuko nervously watched him.

"Not at all, it’s really good, thank you for the treat." Fujiwara Reya gently raised his cup, seeing her smile return, asked, "Haven’t you had breakfast yet?"

Yukino Ritsuko raised the chocolate in her hand: "This is enough."

"Drinking beer and eating chocolate in the pavilion on a rainy day, you’ll be seen as a weird woman." Fujiwara Reya teased her, getting up to go inside, "I’ll fix you something to eat, wait for me a bit."

"Thank you, Mr. Fujiwara!"

Yukino Ritsuko swung her little feet, happily looking at the wet courtyard.

Returning to the second floor, Fujiwara Reya opened the fridge to search for food. Finding some leftover cod roe, he put it in the oven to grill, then used last night’s leftover rice to make two rice balls, stuffing them with umeboshi, shredded meat, and grilled roe, wrapping them in seaweed. He then cracked an egg, tore open a bag of white soup stock to season, making a soup omelet. He prepared some pickled vegetables, separated the food into two portions in bento boxes, and returned to the yard.

"You’ve always cooked for me, consider this a return gift." Fujiwara Reya opened the bento box.

Looking at the delicately presented bento, Yukino Ritsuko showed a puzzled expression.

"Stunned?"

"Did you buy this from outside?"

"No way, I made it in the kitchen!"

"Huh?"

"Surprised?"

"Yeah." Yukino Ritsuko intently stared at the rice balls, "I didn’t expect you to be good at cooking as well."

"Please enjoy!" Fujiwara Reya started eating himself.

Yukino Ritsuko studied the rice ball for a while, then carefully picked it up with her fingers and took a small bite.

After chewing a few bites, her delicate face filled with surprise: "The food you made is surprisingly delicious!"

It’s because your cooking was too bad... Fujiwara Reya thought, all this is relative.

"You obviously can cook, yet you always let me be busy in the kitchen..." Yukino Ritsuko complained while taking small bites of the rice ball as if unwilling to finish it quickly.

What can I say, she looks like she’s really enjoying it.

Fujiwara Reya couldn’t help but watch her side profile for a long time.

Is it really that good?

Eating it himself, he felt the taste was ordinary, not much different from street-side takeout.

Yukino Ritsuko slowly finished the simple breakfast, glaring at Fujiwara Reya: "Mr. Fujiwara, you’re mean!"

"Why do you say that?"

"You deliberately let me make those lousy dishes for you to see, just to laugh at how silly I am, right?"

"As if you’re not silly."

"Miss Yukino warns you, do not look at her with the ’this woman is so dumb’ eyes." At that, Yukino Ritsuko burst into laughter, gazing at her innocent face, Fujiwara Reya thought to himself, ah, this isn’t good!

"Why can you make such delicious food?" Yukino Ritsuko looked puzzled.

"Because I have the hands of a chef."

"What?"

"Some people in this world are naturally gifted with the hands of a chef, which can automatically make food delicious."

"Wow, amazing!" Yukino Ritsuko genuinely believed what he said.

There’s no hope, dumb beyond saving... Fujiwara Reya chuckled and explained to her: "There’s no such thing as the hands of a chef, it’s just a matter of putting in the effort..."

"..."

Yukino Ritsuko blushed slightly.

"Shameful, very shameful!" She clenched her fists, knocking on the bench in protest, "Mr. Fujiwara keeps using my naivety to deceive me, this behavior is not right! Please correct it, change it now!"

"Haha..." Fujiwara Reya leaned back in his chair and laughed.

Yukino Ritsuko huffed a few breaths, seeing his uncontrollable laughter, she couldn’t help but laugh too: "I thought you would answer me with something like ’because it’s filled with sincerity’."

"What’s the use of that?" Fujiwara Reya said, "Didn’t Miss Yukino not cook with sincerity for me? It’s still the same..."

At this point, he stopped talking.

"..." Yukino Ritsuko knew what he wanted to say next, and puffed her cheeks in anger.

The wind blew the raindrops onto her slightly red face, and she sighed lightly, murmuring: "Perhaps mere sincerity is not enough, it’s hard to feel intangible emotions, if there were a bit of love, maybe I could make delicious food."

"Even with love, the eyes can’t see it."

"Alright, I get it, I just can’t."

"What does Miss Yukino mean?"

"Cooking." Yukino Ritsuko sighed, using her fingers to tuck wind-swept hair behind her ear, "No matter how hard I try, even if I follow a cooking show, the taste is always average. You don’t have to comfort me, seeing your complex expression when eating my food, I know everything."

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