Tokyo: Starting with the Shrine Maiden

Shouldn't I be the one asking you?

How did it turn out the other way around?

"No."

Haruhiko coughed slightly and said.

Jinguji Fuyu tilted her head, her pink hair falling down.

She felt that Haruhiko was lying.

Is this the complexity of human beings?

Jinguji Fuyu did not expose him.

It was a very interesting example for her.

It can help her to have a clearer understanding of human emotions.

"Are there enough fish?"

Jinguji Fuyumi pointed to the river and asked.

"enough."

Haruhiko breathed a sigh of relief.

Being stared at by her is very stressful.

He took two steps forward, and there were at least a dozen fish floating on the river.

Although it mainly consists of small fish, it's more than enough for two people.

What else do I need to do?

Jinguji Fuyu asked calmly.

"Need not."

Haruhiko shook his head and said, "I'll take care of the rest."

Because Yukihime is around, he basically doesn't cook.

The cooking skills are so-so, but not so bad that you can't eat it.

Besides, barbecuing is relatively simpler than cooking.

Jinguji Fuyumi took off her wooden clogs and sat down again.

Her golden eyes gazed quietly at Haruhiko, and suddenly she thought of Yukihime.

Because she really enjoys cooking.

Especially for Haruhiko.

She always watched him eat with a gentle gaze.

Is that strange feeling liking or love?

Why is Haruhiko cooking for himself now?

Do you like it? Not really.

But Jinguji Tougo did indeed often notice his gaze.

As the flames rose.

A fragrant aroma began to fill the air.

Besides grilled fish, there are also pork, potatoes, and cabbage, among other things.

Haruhiko always keeps a variety of dishes in his Sky Ring.

As for insurance, there's no need to worry.

He has snow pills on him.

It's more useful than a refrigerator.

It will not spoil even after long-term storage.

Haruhiko didn't dare tell Yukihime, for fear of being beaten.

Half an hour later, he plated the skewers and placed them on the tablecloth.

"Taste it."

Haruhiko smiled at Jinguji Fuyumi sitting opposite him and said.

Sometimes he felt that she was like a delicate doll.

There was no expression, nor any unnecessary movements.

For example, when he was cooking, she just stayed there without moving.

Jinguji Fuyu picked up a skewer of grilled fish, took a small bite, and chewed slowly.

After swallowing, she commented, "Not as good as Yukihime."

"affim."

Haruhiko said without any concern, "Her cooking skills are indeed excellent."

Although the two often exchanged cooking tips, these were not the same cooking tips they shared.

Jinguji Fuyuko glanced at him.

His eyes changed slightly when Yukihime was mentioned.

Is this what liking someone really means?

Jinguji Fuyumi actually felt a little irritable.

Because she doesn't understand.

She might be able to distinguish between liking and disliking, but she can't understand what it feels like to like someone.

How exactly does it come about?

Jinguji Fuyu was a little distracted as she pondered.

"Can't you eat?"

Seeing that she didn't take a second bite of the grilled fish, Haruhiko asked, "If it's not to your liking, you don't have to eat it."

He had just tried it and thought it was alright.

However, everyone has different tastes.

"No."

Jinguji Fuyuko shook her head, thought for a moment, and asked, "What does it feel like to like someone?"

Haruhiko was stunned.

So direct?

and many more.

Why does eating grilled fish remind me of liking it?

As expected of Jinguji Fuyumi.

I can't keep up with her train of thought.

However, this question is simply unanswerable.

Haruhiko frowned.

It's a feeling that's hard to describe in words.

Even if it is described, it is just simple words.

"eat first."

Seeing his troubled expression, Jinguji Fuyumi said.

"Ah."

Haruhiko gave up for the time being.

The meal is over.

He got up and went to the riverbank to start washing the plates and the barbecue grill.

Jinguji Fuyumi pulled out a tissue and wiped her mouth.

She suddenly remembered something and stopped moving.

Perhaps we can give it a try.

It wasn't long before Haruhiko finished washing up.

He collected all the plates and barbecue grill, leaving only the long cloth spread on the ground.

"You weren't here this afternoon?"

Seeing this, Jinguji Fuyumi asked.