The Top Idol Next Door Can't Help But Crave My Guilty Pleasure Meals-Chapter 3Volume 1 .2 - Which part? Hey, which part?

ROUND 3 – Which part? Hey, which part? 2

In the morning, I finished the laundry, cleaning, and shopping, and picked up my uniform from the dry cleaners.

In the afternoon, I finished unpacking the remaining items and, while at it, repacked the preserved food in the emergency kits bag.

Then, I watched the programs I had recorded and tended to the vegetable garden on the balcony.

As evening approached, I finally started to run out of things to do.

There was nothing left to do…

” …. “

I returned to my room and sat in seiza on my bed.

In my hands was a photo book I had just received this morning.

A photo book is essentially a collection of ‘cuteness.’ In other words, it’s like stepping into her ‘home ground’. For Yuzuki, who’s trying to win me over as a fan, it must be one of her trump cards.

The best move for me would be to seal the photo book without opening it.

But you see… that would be rude to Yuzuki, and to be honest, I really want to see it.

After all, it’s bound to be incredibly cute.

After taking several deep breaths, I resolve myself and flip the cover.

The first thing that catches my eye is Yuzuki strolling around in what looks like a park.

She’s dressed in a white T-shirt and sweatpants, giving off a sporty and casual vibe.

With each page turn, she reveals different looks: overalls, maid cosplay, extravagant dresses, and so on——

When I reached the middle of the photo book, the scene shifted to the beach.

Yuzuki has tied the hem of her T-shirt at the waist, revealing her navel.

The shirt clings tightly, emphasizing the contrast between her chest and waist.

──Have lots of fun, okay?

The words Yuzuki whispered into my kept echoing in my mind, making my head spin.

I shouldn’t read too much into those words.

After all, a photo book is like a painting displayed in a museum.

The only purpose is to appreciate it respectfully and deepen people’s appreciation.

Don’t get flustered—stay calm.

I steadied my rough breathing and turned the page again.

“…!”

There was Yuzuki in a swimsuit.

Under the clear sky and against the backdrop of an emerald green sea, she wore a blue bikini that rivaled the beauty of her surroundings.

The bikini top, adorned with frills and two triangular pieces of fabric, prominently displayed her cleavage.

Not too small, not too big, just the right size.

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The bottom part of the swimsuit was a pareo, which not only looked cute but also gave an everlasting summer vibe.

The bikini figure of the one I’m yearning for——

This was getting dangerous, in more ways than one.

I closed the photo album and stored it in the lower drawer of my desk.

In a hurry, I moved to the kitchen and gulped a cold bottle of green tea.

I felt a freezing sensation lodged in my head and managed to shake off my worldly desires.

Yuzuki probably anticipated my reaction like this when she handed me the photo album.

The more I agonize over it, the more I play into her hands.

It is dangerous to turn the pages any further.

“I’m home~”

A voice announcing a return home and the sound of a door opening and closing could be heard from the next-door house.

——I’m saved

Now is the time to switch to offense and start preparing dinner.

Tonight’s menu is yakisoba.

First, let’s prepare the vegetables. I toughly chop the cabbage and cut the carrot into thin strips.

It’s also possible to add bean sprouts, onions, and various mushrooms, but having too many ingredients can make the flavors incoherent, so I limit the non-meat ingredients to two types when making yakisoba.

Once the vegetables were cut, I added lard to the heated frying pan. While regular oil is fine, using lard significantly enhances the dish and makes it more filling.

I stir-fried the pork slices and vegetables appropriately, then add the loosened Chinese steamed noodles.

After mixing the ingredients and noodles, I drizzled the special sauce over them, ensuring it coated everything evenly.

I also added oyster sauce as a secret ingredient to enhance the flavor.

Then, I increased the heat to give the surface of the noodles a slightly crispy texture.

The finishing touches were sprinkling aonori (green seaweed), katsuobushi (bonito flakes), and tempura scraps just before serving. Of course, a large portion of pickled red ginger was also included.

The cooking time was less than thirty minutes, but it was a good change of pace.

By now, the memory of Yuzuki in a bikini was far away.

Her breasts, navel, and waistline were not imprinted on my mind at all!

Hearing the sound of the balcony door opening, I turn on the ventilation fan as a form of greeting.

Let the smell of the slightly burnt sauce tantalize you now.

Earlier, I had been completely caught in her trap, but now it was my turn.

I’ll satisfy you tonight with my big and tasty serving of Yakisoba.

I was thinking such carefree thoughts at that time.

Little did I know that I would cross a line as a man a few minutes later——

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