There's something wrong with my love tips

Chapter 19 The feeling of home
Mochizuki Mayaya's seemingly casual glance actually contains complex meanings.

[Name: Mochizuki Maaya]

[Favorability: 39 (Even though I don’t want to admit it, I’m already beginning to covet the sense of ease that comes with being with you without pretending)]

[The possible endings are as follows]

[Ending 1: Doll Girl; Ending 2: Touch of Reality. ]

Seeing Mochizuki Mayaya's message at this time, Natsume Yuikawa did not try to be stubborn and lay down on the sofa obediently.

Listening to the rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables in the kitchen, sleepiness suddenly hit Natsume Weichuan like a wave, and he fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt someone gently shaking his body, and Natsume Weichuan's consciousness returned to reality from his sleep.

Before he opened his eyes, a rich fragrance entered his nostrils.

"Are you feeling better?"

Mochizuki Maaya leaned over and looked at him, with no emotion in her tone.

"It should be ready soon, haha~"

Natsume Weichuan stretched lazily and sat up from the sofa.

Although my consciousness was still a little slow after waking up, the dizzy feeling I had when I was sick had disappeared.

"Well."

Mochizuki Maaya responded, then stepped away from Natsume Yuikawa's sight, pointed at the steaming food on the table and said:
"I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't think I'm very clear about the amount, so I would like to trouble you to help me solve it. How about it?"

Natsume Weichuan followed the direction and saw that the pizza he ordered was placed on the edge, while in the middle of the table, there were five different dishes.

Some of the lighter dishes include stewed dishes made with diced radish, while others are lightly fried with a hint of oil like barbecued pork. The rich aromas mixed together will whet your appetite with just a slight sniff.

"Did you do all this?" Natsume Weichuan realized he was talking nonsense as soon as he asked.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Mochizuki Maaya couldn't help but look at him deeply, "Is there anyone else here besides me?"

"No, I just want to confirm it. If you did it, I will have to carefully evaluate it later."

Natsume Weichuan shook his head, then picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

But when he was about to touch the food, he noticed that Mochizuki Maaya had not sat down yet, so he put down his chopsticks and said, "Let's eat together."

When she heard Natsume Yuikawa's invitation, a trace of helplessness flashed across Mochizuki Maaya's face.

Her eyes quickly scanned several places around the table, finally locking onto one place and sitting down next to Natsume Yuikawa.

The distance between the two people is quite subtle. Although the waists are still a fist's distance away, one can feel the wonderful touch coming from the buttocks.

Now it was Natsume Weichuan's turn to feel uneasy. He moved to the side quietly, leaving a little space for him to reach out and pick up the food.

The latter noticed these little movements, but did not say anything.

It was not until she realized that Natsume Yuikawa still hadn't picked up the chopsticks but was staring at her face that Mochizuki Maya asked in confusion:
"Don't you have an appetite for the food I cooked?"

Although the tone was still without any ups and downs, Natsume Weichuan clearly heard a hint of loneliness in it.

He hurriedly used his hands and mouth to explain: "No, I just thought, since we are eating together, we can say 'I'm eating' together before we start, what do you think?"

Mochizuki Maya was stunned for a moment, then turned her face away as if to avoid it and said, "There's no need for this, right?"

"Of course it's necessary." Natsume Yuikawa pulled Mochizuki Maya's hand and asked her to turn back, and explained with a smile:
"Because I have been living alone for a long time, I thought of saying 'I'm going to eat' with you. Maybe this will help me feel at home again, which will help me feel better and speed up my recovery."

Ninety-nine percent chance it's a lie.

Looking at the warm and handsome smile on the boy's face that made her want to touch him, Mochizuki Mayaya came to this conclusion.

But even so, for Natsume Yuikawa's health, that one percent possibility cannot be ignored.

After thinking it over again and again, Mochizuki Maaya nodded as if she had made some important decision and said, "Okay then."

She couldn't quite remember what home felt like.

When Natsume Weichuan heard this, the smile on his face became more obvious. He raised three fingers and began to count down.

When all the fingers were withdrawn, they said in unison: "I'm starting."

After saying that, Natsume Weichuan quickly picked up the chopsticks and, without being picky, picked up a piece of the grilled eggplant closest to him and put it into his mouth.

Compared with him, Mochizuki Mayaya looked much more elegant. She picked up the chopsticks slowly, but secretly observed Natsume Yuikawa's reaction with the corner of her eyes.

When she saw him swallowing, Mochizuki Maaya was about to ask him what he thought of the dish.

But before any sound came out of her throat, she saw Natsume Weichuan took another bite at an extremely fast speed.

It seems that there is no need to ask anymore.

A barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of Mochizuki Maaya's mouth, and then she slowly began to eat.

[Detected that Mochizuki Maaya's favorability has increased, currently: 40]

After receiving the notification that his favorability had increased, Natsume Yuikawa was slightly startled.

His action just now was not a pretense to please Mochizuki Mayaya, but was the simplest way for a diner to express his feelings about delicious food.

In this dish of grilled pork with eggplant made by Maaya Mochizuki, the eggplant is very soft and glutinous after cooking, and is full of rich meat aroma and sauce. It is paired with crispy pork. Just one bite and you can instantly feel the sweetness of the eggplant and the deliciousness of the gravy blending in your mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

This is a common home-cooked dish, but Natsume Yuikawa understands that the more home-cooked the dish is, the more it tests the chef's skills. The cooking skills demonstrated by Mochizuki Maaya are not inferior to those of some veterans.

"good to eat!"

After taking another bite to confirm, Natsume Yuikawa loudly stated his evaluation.

Mochizuki Maaya's hand trembled slightly as she picked up the dish, and she almost dropped the dish on the ground.

However, she did not intend to blame Natsume Yuikawa for this. On the contrary, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Unlike the bright smiles that were disguised in daily life, this smile contained a sense of reassurance, peaceful yet warm, which made Natsume Weichuan stop and stare at her profile.

"What's wrong with you, Natsume?"

"Yeah, it's okay."

After noticing Natsume Yuikawa's gaze, the smile disappeared in an instant, which made him feel a little regretful.

However, Natsume Yuikawa did not say it directly, but accompanied Mochizuki Maya to eat quietly.

In the end, Natsume Weichuan touched his stomach which was almost full and leaned back on the sofa with satisfaction.

He was just about to take over the job of washing the dishes when someone rang the doorbell of the apartment.

(End of this chapter)