Kiyono Makoto got up from the sofa: "Let's go now, and don't eat instant noodles tonight."

Futaba: "...Meow?"

There are no plans for meditation tonight. Kato, Takumi, Senpai, Shoko... all of us will be having a lively dinner with our families tonight.

Tonight, Makoto Kiyono suddenly doesn't want to eat alone and is planning to ask Futaba to be his dinner buddy.

After half an hour.

Kiyono Makoto appeared at Futaba's doorstep carrying two bags of groceries.

"Kiyono-kun...?"

Futaba, dressed in a white lab coat, stood behind the door, tilting her head slightly with a puzzled expression.

"I just bought these groceries on the way here." Kiyono Makoto picked up the shopping bag in his hand. "If you don't cook in the kitchen for too long, the Kitchen God will be unhappy and might deliberately make noise to scare you at night."

Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses and said calmly:

"That kind of thing is just mythology. If people were harassed for not cooking, the whole world would be in chaos long ago."

“Okay, to be honest.” Kiyono Makoto stepped into the entryway. “Eating alone is too lonely, so I came to find you to have a meal with.”

Futaba Rio: "..."

Futaba naturally couldn't refuse her dining companion's invitation.

Are there any dietary restrictions?

Seino Makoto changed into slippers and walked towards the kitchen:

"For example, scallions, ginger, garlic, or chili peppers, etc."

"No." Rio Futaba closed the door and followed him, her tone calm. "From a nutritional point of view, being a picky eater is not good for physical development. I have never been a picky eater since I was a child."

Upon hearing this, Kiyono Makoto turned his head, his subtle gaze sweeping over the girl's chest.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder she has superhuman development; the truth is that she has never been a picky eater since childhood.

Rio Futaba paused slightly, clearly noticing Makoto Kiyono's subtle gaze, and turned her body slightly to the side:

"...Don't look around."

"As long as you're not a picky eater, that's good. I bought scallions, ginger, and garlic; otherwise, it won't taste good." Kiyono Makoto changed the subject. "Tonight I'm planning to make Mapo Tofu, Braised Pork Ribs, and Dry-Fried Shrimp... I don't think you'll dislike any of them, right?"

Upon hearing Kiyono Makoto announce the names of the dishes, Futaba Rio couldn't help but swallow hard and avert her gaze.

"...I don't dislike them, I like them all."

"That's fine then." Kiyono Makoto asked casually, "If I hadn't come, was Futaba planning to keep eating instant noodles?"

"No." Rio Futaba pushed up her glasses and proudly raised her chin. "I'll go to the supermarket tonight and buy a delicious bento box."

Seino Makoto retorted:

"What happened to your promise to become the God of Cup Noodles?"

"I never said that." Rio Futaba turned her pretty face away. "...It's been a long time since we used the kitchen. Have the seasonings expired?"

Kiyono Makoto quickly checked the dates and times on the bottles and jars:

"Don't worry, everything's fine... Futaba, go cook the rice first, can you manage that?"

Upon hearing this, Rio Futaba rolled up her sleeves, her tone becoming confident:

"Just cooking rice... is a piece of cake."

"..."

Men and women working together makes the work less tiring.

In the time that followed, Kiyono Makoto ordered around his female dining companion without any restraint.

"Futaba, wash the green peppers."

"For the two leaves, the garlic should be peeled."

"Futaba, wash the dishes too."

"..."

Rio Futaba may not be good at cooking, but she's perfectly capable of being a kitchen helper.

Faced with the task assigned by Kiyono, the science-minded girl pursed her pretty lips and carried it out meticulously.

the reason is simple.

Kiyono Makoto didn't just sit back and leave everything to her; he was busy doing his own thing.

Chapter 105 The Bug-Catching Story

"One plus one is greater than two, that's definitely true."

The food preparation was completed quickly, and Kiyono Makoto nodded in satisfaction, looking at Futaba:

"Do you have aprons in the kitchen?"

"Have."

Rio Futaba nodded and took a blue apron out of the cabinet.

Kiyono Makoto opened his arms wide, speaking naturally:

"The shrimp is still one step away from being cooked, so I won't wash my hands. Shuangye, please help me tie it up."

Futaba Rio: "..."

Looking at Kiyono Makoto's greasy hands, Futaba Rio pursed her beautiful lips, completely unable to refuse.

"...Leave it to me."

Futaba lowered her eyes, walked around behind Kiyono Makoto, and tiptoed slightly to help tie the apron. Only the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

"Kiyono-kun, it's all tied up."

"Thank you. You can go and rest now. Leave the rest to me..."

Halfway through his sentence, Kiyono Makoto's expression suddenly froze, and then his eyes twitched slightly.

"what happened?"

Rio Futaba tilted her head in confusion.

"I feel something crawling in through my collar..." Kiyono Makoto took a deep breath, his body suddenly tensing up. "Are there bugs inside the apron?"

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Rio Futaba's eyes widened, and she quickly scanned her apron, soon spotting a small spider at the neckline.

"It looks like a spider."

Rio Futaba quickly reached out and flicked the little spider off the collar of her apron.

“The bug that crawled in was very fast; it shouldn’t be a spider.” Kiyono Makoto took a deep breath, his voice urgent. “Futaba, hurry up and help catch the bug; my hands are too dirty.”

Rio Futaba hesitated for half a second, then quickly bit her lower lip:

"...Where are the insects?"

I didn't check properly before putting on my apron, which resulted in insects crawling into my clothes. I must take full responsibility for that.

It's just catching bugs... there's absolutely no need to be shy.

Kiyono Makoto opened his arms wide, his eyes twitching slightly:

"The bugs have already crawled up to my chest and are still crawling down."

"..."

Rio Futaba pursed her beautiful lips, reached out her right hand, and slipped it inside Makoto Kiyono's waist.

The hard contours of muscle quickly came through her fingertips. Rio Futaba hesitated for half a second before continuing to penetrate deeper:

"...Where is the insect located now?"

The girl's tone remained calm, but it was clear that the tips of her ears had turned red.

"To the left and up."

"it is good."

Rio Futaba held her breath, keeping her right hand as far away from Makoto Kiyono as possible, her fingers searching for the insect.

My fingertips quickly touched a round little insect, its smooth texture making it slip away from Shuangye's fingertips in no time.

"Not a spider...maybe a beetle?"

"Whatever it is, the important thing is to catch it first," Kiyono Makoto couldn't help but complain. "Stop using your one-finger technique, hurry up and use your whole hand."

"..."

Rio Futaba's face flushed red quickly. After hesitating for half a second, she placed her entire palm on Makoto Kiyono's abdomen.

It's really hard to catch an insect with just two fingers, so... you have to use your whole hand.

Thump thump.

As the scalding heat and the clear muscle contours traveled from her palms back to her mind, Rio Futaba could clearly hear her heartbeat quickening.

(Stay calm, take a deep breath.)

(Keep your mind free of distractions.)

(It's just a regular rectus abdominis muscle, with standard muscle fiber orientation, and a body fat percentage of approximately... wait! Don't overthink it!)

Rio Futaba bit her lower lip, struggling against her shame, and her small hands quickly began to explore Makoto Kiyono's abdomen.

Not long after.

The sensation of the insect returned to my fingertips.

"...Found it."

Rio Futaba's eyes lit up, and she immediately put the arrest plan into action.

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