I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 33 You Are Not Allowed to Say You Don’t Like It

"Breakfast."

The next day, it was as usual.

The knock on the door always wakes Sakurai Itsuki from his sleep before the alarm clock rings.

Sakurai Itsuki has gradually become accustomed to a certain golden-haired human alarm clock.

He got up from the bed and opened the bedroom door.

Although the weather doesn't seem to be good today, Sato Wakaba behind the door still has a sunny smile.

"You really have energy."

Although Sakurai Itsuki felt that Sato Wakaba was not the type of person who would carry on a little disagreement until the next day.

But I always feel that her temperament is a little weird today.

"You're not energetic this early in the morning! When are you going to be energetic? Hurry up!"

Sato Wakaba urged Sakurai Itsuki to hurry up as usual.
She approached Sakurai Itsuki very kindly and helped him button up his pajamas which had somehow come undone while he was sleeping.

"Really? You have to button your clothes! You're already grown up."

"I appreciate it, but is it possible? I need to change clothes soon. If you take it back, it will only increase my workload and make no sense."

Sakurai Itsuki complained about Sato Wakaba, always feeling that her friendliness was a little too strange.

"Really? I'm sorry! I just wanted to make it seem like we were closer!"

Sato Wakaba pursed her lips and put on a toothless smile.

"Hurry up then, I'll wait for you downstairs for breakfast."

After Sato Wakaba finished speaking kindly, she turned around and went downstairs.

Sakurai Itsuki tilted his head.

How to describe his feelings?

These actions seem like what Sato Wakaba would normally do.

But it feels fake and awkward.

Especially Sato Wakaba's smile, which was concealed, as if she had received training as a flight attendant.

Sato Wakaba has always been a brilliant girl, showing off her big white teeth and laughing more heartily than any other man.

This smile was too out of place for her.

But Sakurai Itsuki had no idea what this girl was up to, so he just washed up, changed into his uniform, tied his tie, and went downstairs as usual.

On the dining table in the side hall on the first floor, plates and cups filled with milk were laid out as usual.

On the plate were the fried dumplings that Sakurai Itsuki had once told her were his favorite.

"Have breakfast! Today we have your favorite dumplings."

Sato Wakaba sat at the opposite table, with her hands on the table and her chin supported by the back of her hands, still with a smile on her face that did not quite match her temperament.

"Okay, by the way, bye Eri, for the second part of the assistant's salary, and the food expenses."

As Sakurai Itsuki spoke, he placed the 20,000 yen he had prepared on the table.

"Really? It's such a beautiful morning, and talking about money really ruins the atmosphere!"

Sato Wakaba was not as excited as when she first received Sakurai Itsuki's salary. Instead, she couldn't wait to urge Sakurai Itsuki to sit down and eat dumplings.

"What are you talking about? A morning without money can't be beautiful."

Sakurai Itsuki made a utilitarian speech that sounded like an uncle.

Then he sat down at the dining table, said "I'm starting to eat" out of courtesy as usual, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling.

However, at the same time, Sakurai Itsuki discovered that Sato Wakaba did not pick up her chopsticks, but looked at her with excitement and anticipation.

Compared to her previous expression of anticipation when he tasted her food, today when she looked at Sakurai Itsuki, she was obviously nervous and dodged a little.

"Why are you looking at me? Eat quickly, or it will get cold!"

She urged again.

Sakurai Itsuki took another closer look at the dumplings on his chopsticks.

The wrinkles on the dumplings were obviously not as neat as last time, and it was obvious that they were not semi-finished industrial products bought from a store.

Sakurai Itsuki probably guessed what her prank was about.

But after thinking about it, given her personality, it's impossible for her to really do such a prank.

This guy who is so innocent that he believes that people should only fall in love and get married once in their lifetime should not give himself some strange drugs as she said.

So he took a deep breath and stuffed the dumpling into his mouth.

"Ahahaha. Huh?"

Sato Wakaba's mouth corners were almost unable to hold back and she could not help but smile, but Sakurai Itsuki remained calm and expressionless.

"how are you feeling?"

Things obviously did not develop as she expected, so she asked curiously.

"It's delicious, great." said Sakurai Itsuki.

"How could that be?!" Sato Wakaba looked surprised. "You didn't think it tasted bad, but you didn't want to upset me, so you said it was delicious? I'm a little touched, but I don't think I'm going to date you just because of that."

Sato Wakaba was confused and thought about it for a while, then tried to give Sakurai Itsuki the second good guy card of the day.

"I've already told you, I don't like you at all. Can you stop being hysterical?" Sakurai Itsuki interrupted her. "You're just delicious."

Hearing Sakurai Itsuki's repeated emphasis on "I don't like it", Sato Wakaba's mouth, which had just been raised, couldn't help but turn down.

Then he looked at the dumplings on the plate again in confusion.

“Is it really delicious?”

"Really? It's delicious. If you don't believe me, try it," said Sakurai Itsuki.

Sato Wakaba tilted her head, looking suspicious.

Could it be that I made a mistake and put the wrong plate in?
She reached out her chopsticks, picked up a dumpling from Sakurai Itsuki's plate and put it in her mouth.

"Hiss."

Sato Wakaba chewed the dumpling for a few seconds, then immediately lowered her head and spit it into the trash can under the table.

He raised his hand to grab the milk on the table.

But Sakurai Itsuki raised his hand and grabbed Sato Wakaba's wrist.

"What are you doing? Hiss, give me water."

Sato Wakaba's face turned red from the spicy food, and she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

"Is it fun? Is it delicious?" Sakurai Itsuki held Sato Wakaba's wrist with one hand and snatched the milk from her table with the other hand.

"Can I, can you let me drink some water first? Ahem."

Sato Wakaba was so spicy that tears welled up in her eyes.

"Then you can drink mine. I haven't had this one yet."

Sakurai Itsuki placed his glass of milk in front of Sato Wakaba, then picked up Sato Wakaba's glass of milk and drank it all.

"I'm sorry, please at least let go of my hand and let me drink some water. I can't stand it anymore, please."

Sato Wakaba raised her other hand and begged for mercy from Sakurai Itsuki.

Obviously, there was something added to Sakurai Itsuki's glass of milk.

"You're so boring. It took a lot of effort, didn't it?"

Sakurai Itsuki complained as he looked at the hot girl who was drinking from the faucet with her mouth wide open.

I had to buy the raw materials early in the morning, then make the dumplings myself, fry them and put them out, just to add a lot of chili and mustard to Sakurai Itsuki's dumplings.

She is really patient.

"Ahem, how can you handle spicy food so well? Are you a spicy food immortal? I thought I added enough!"

Sato Wakaba raised her body and wiped the water from the corner of her mouth.

However, there was no sign of remorse in his speech. Instead, he was reviewing how he had underestimated the dosage.

"So just because I said I don't like you, you're taking revenge on me like this? You're so petty." Sakurai Itsuki said.

"Lüe, since you don't like me anyway, it's okay for me to tease you a little, right?"

Sato Wakaba pouted and complained.

"If I say I don't like you and you're unhappy, then you're also unhappy if I say I like you. How can there be such a troublesome person as you?" Sakurai Itsuki complained.

“Who said I’m unhappy?”

Sato Wakaba turned around and muttered softly while holding her schoolbag.

"What did you say?" Sakurai Itsuki didn't hear her words clearly.

"I've already said it, girls are just unreasonable creatures."

Sato Wakaba picked up her schoolbag, turned around, pointed at Sakurai Itsuki and ordered, "Anyway, from now on, I won't allow you to say you don't like me, at least not in front of me! Otherwise, I will definitely increase the dosage next time!"

"In that case, next time I find out you're going to mess with me, I won't play with you." Sakurai Itsuki said.

"Hey, you knew it before you ate it?" Sato Wakaba looked surprised.

"Your acting is terrible, Ms. Sato Wakaba. You don't usually smile so reservedly."

"Hey! You knew there was something wrong, but you still ate it? Are you really a masochist?"

"I'm just trying to please you because I see you're so excited. You don't have the guts to do anything extreme anyway, and you'd be so stupid as to shoot yourself in the foot."

Sakurai Itsuki mocked Sato Wakaba, who failed to gain anything.

"Hmph, considering this is your first offense, I'll forgive you for now!"

Sato Wakaba, who failed in her prank, felt a little embarrassed and tried to excuse herself awkwardly.

"However, Chef Sato is injured this morning, so our restaurant is not serving breakfast. We'll be having 711-Eleven convenience store bread instead!"

"If you waste food again next time, I will deduct money from you," said Sakurai Itsuki.

"Let's go, it's time to go to school! We also have to buy bread!" said Sato Wakaba with a guilty conscience.

(End of this chapter)