Tokyo: Am I the only male tenant?

After his comfort just now, Mochizuki Haruka recovered a little bit of her spirits. Now that she received his praise, her mood improved significantly.

"I wish it were so... I got up early in the morning to prepare... I didn't expect that I would mess it up in the end..."

"Hmm? What time did Xiaoyao get up?"

"It was probably around five o'clock? I can't remember the exact time. Besides preparing lunch boxes, I also had to try on clothes and put on makeup. It takes so much time for girls to go out."

Mochizuki Haruka showed a faint smile that seemed a little helpless.

"That's really hard work, but the fact that you're a girlfriend who can make lunch boxes for dates is enough to move me."

“Mmm, this fried chicken is also super delicious.”

Ginjo ate the fried chicken until the skin was almost peeling off, and smiled as brightly as the midday sun.

Hearing Ginjo say this, Mochizuki Haruka was really happy.

No, I can't stay so depressed and cause him trouble. I just need to face it happily from now on.

Her mental state finally recovered completely, and she confirmed with Ginjo something she was suddenly very curious about.

"Sousuke, by the way... would you mind eating while watching the animals? I've already reserved a seat, but I'm asking you this question now..."

"Huh? Why are you asking that suddenly? Can't Xiaoyao watch the animals eat?"

"No, I don't mind at all. I just remembered that my parents don't like seeing animals while eating. But it seems too late to ask now."

When Mochizuki Haruka was having dinner at home with her parents, sometimes the TV would broadcast animal-related programs. Whenever they came across such programs, her parents would definitely change the channel.

She didn't really want to watch animal programs. It should be said that she didn't have much interest in the TV programs themselves, so she never complained. She just silently followed their wishes and watched whatever was available.

Once, Mochizuki Haruka was a little curious and asked them why they changed the channel.

At that time, they replied that they simply didn't like seeing animals while eating.

Also, if it was an animal show, there would usually be shocking images, and neither of them wanted to see that kind of image while eating.

"It turns out that Xiaoyao's parents have this habit. It's a bit surprising, but by the way, I don't care about this kind of thing at all."

"Is that so? That's great. I was also saying that if Sousuke minds this kind of thing, I'll have to think about how to apologize to you."

"You're exaggerating, Xiaoyao."

Ginjo narrowed his eyes, rarely, and looked at her with a loving look. To be honest, he sometimes felt that Mochizuki Haruka paid too much attention to his feelings.

Perhaps it was the inferiority complex that had lingered in her for a long time that was at work. She seemed to be afraid of doing something wrong and causing Ginjo's displeasure.

This fragile feeling was not created in a short time, and naturally could not be changed in a short time. Yincheng could only try his best to be gentle and considerate to make her understand what a precious girl she was who deserved to be loved.

"Oh, right! It's all because I was so shocked when I opened the lunch box that I forgot I had prepared this!"

Mochizuki Haruka slapped her forehead and excitedly rummaged through the bottom of her bag. After searching for a while, she took out a small container.

It was a very small white container, and inside it seemed to be filled with something yellow.

"What is this?"

Ginjo Sousuke asked with a curious look on his face.

Mochizuki Haruka then opened the lid of the container, and what was inside was beyond Ginjo's expectation, it was another omelet with a beautiful brown color.

Maybe it was because the container was small and there was nothing else in it except the omelette.

Or maybe it was because it was pressed at the bottom of the bag, so it was not affected by much impact.

In short, compared to the one in the lunch box that was smashed into pieces, the omelette here still has a well-preserved appearance.

"I know this is Sousuke's favorite side dish, so when I got up in the morning, I accidentally made several extra portions. The lunch box couldn't hold them all, so I found another container to put them in."

Mochizuki Haruka stuck out her tongue and smiled embarrassedly, perhaps feeling that her behavior was too childish.

"Thank you, Xiaoyao."

"Really, thank you for preparing so much just for my preference."

Ginjo stretched out his hands and held her fair face, and his serious and affectionate words left Mochizuki Haruka speechless for a moment.

She felt her vision was a little blurry, and the corners of her eyes must have started to get wet, but none of that mattered. She only knew now that everything she had done was worth it.

"Don't thank me so much, I'll be so moved that I'll cry~"

"Come here, let me feed you an omelette."

"I miss it so much. The first thing Sousuke fed me was teppanyaki, right?"

Mochizuki Haruka wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, then hugged Ginjo's arm and acted coquettishly.

Ever since meeting this young man, every memory related to him has filled Mochizuki Haruka's mind.

She just wanted to enjoy every minute with him, and pray in her heart that this time would last longer...

Chapter 370 The Unspeakable Answer

Haruka Mochizuki picked up the temptingly colored omelet with chopsticks and handed it directly to Sosuke Ginjo.

After the soft omelet was picked up by chopsticks, the left and right ends could not withstand the pull of gravity and drooped slightly, forming an arc.

The simpler the dish, the more it shows the chef's skill. The outside of the dish is fried to the right degree, and the shape is perfectly fixed.

But the cut surface is half-cooked, and you can see that it has a soft texture.

If there was an omelet contest, hers would be a top contender.

The small rest area was already full of tourists. As they watched Mochizuki Haruka feeding Ginjo, the screams of children playing nearby reached their ears.

"Over there are brothers and sisters who love each other just like mom and dad."

The child's innocent words bothered his parents a little. Facing the gaze from Yincheng, he nodded and smiled embarrassedly.

In short, before attracting more attention, he should just accept Mochizuki Haruka's kindness.

Ginjō ate the omelette that Mochizuki Haruka fed him just like he used to, and the sweet taste spread in his mouth as always.

Layers of eggs melt in your mouth and the fragrance spreads. No matter how many times you eat it, the feeling of happiness will never change.

"Xiaoyao's cooking skills are really extraordinary. I definitely can't make this taste if I'm at home."

Ginjo Sousuke said with a satisfied look on his face as he carefully savored the dishes she had carefully prepared.

"Haha, after all, I have been cooking for a longer time. I would be very frustrated if Sousuke easily caught up with me."

"Since Sosuke is enjoying his meal so much, shouldn't we show some appreciation?"

Mochizuki Haruka opened her mouth and pointed her index finger into it, apparently wanting Ginjō to do the same.

The feeling was like a baby bird waiting to be fed. She closed her eyes slightly, waiting for Ginjo to fill her cherry mouth.

Yincheng naturally would not refuse her small request. He carefully cut off a piece of omelet with chopsticks, and then slowly and carefully put it into her mouth as if it were a glass craft.

After feeling the heat from Ginjo, Mochizuki Haruka closed her mouth and chewed slowly.

That charming expression with her lips trembling slightly made Ginjo want to continue feeding her something.

"Hmm, the omelette that Sousuke fed me tastes even better than usual~"

"That's not the case. It must be because Xiaoyao's cooking tastes so good."

"By the way, did Xiaoyao teach herself how to cook?"

"Not really. I did go to a cooking class when I first started working and wasn't very busy. But that was long before I met Sousuke."

"I see. No wonder your cooking skills are so great."

"Haha, this, at most, can be considered one of the reasons~"

"Really? So there are other reasons?"

"Of course, everyone says that cooking is love, but I will try my best to make it the love that is dedicated to the taster, Sousuke."

Mochizuki Haruka was in a good mood and joking with Ginjō. She thought Ginjō would immediately complain about her, or give her a surprise attack with the same frivolous words as she did.

However, she didn't expect that Yincheng's response to her would be silence.

"What's wrong with you, Sousuke? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Mochizuki Haruka's face turned red under Ginjo's scorching gaze, and she didn't know if she had gone a little too far in her joke.

"So... there's so much love in this... no wonder I can never get enough of it."

Ginjō put the fingers of both hands together, smiling without a trace of joking.

Although it sounds like a very plain sentence, it has a different weight in Mochizuki Haruka's heart.

It is a kind of sweetness that makes people feel very at ease, like the drizzle of midsummer rain that quietly penetrates deep into the soul.

Mochizuki Haruka felt a trickle of warm current filling her entire body. Her lips opened and closed, trying to say something but no sound came out.

In the end, it was the cries of animals next door that broke the brief silence between them.

"Xiaoyao, look! The monkeys are running towards the glass!"

"Wow, that's amazing! Is it time to eat? I didn't expect them to get so close..."

Even though there was glass between them, the monkeys came to the window right next to them and started eating the feed without them noticing.

Their movements were very scattered. Some made chirping sounds and concentrated on putting food into their mouths, while others came to the glass windows with apples in their hands and looked around.

Haruka Mochizuki tilted her head and gestured to the monkey to hand over a rice ball. Influenced by her, the monkey followed her and tilted his head and put the apple into his mouth.

The children who were sitting by the window like them were very excited when they saw the monkey appear.

I don’t know if these monkeys have become accustomed to humans or have received this kind of training, but they just eat outside the window carefree, not affected by the children’s shouting at all.

The silence just now disappeared without a trace, and the two continued to enjoy their lunch while chatting and admiring the Macaque Mountain.

"By the way, Xiaoyao, did you design today's menu deliberately?"

"Hmm? Why would Sousuke ask that?"

Menu? Apart from shaping the rice balls into animal shapes, I didn't put any special ideas into today's lunch box.

Just when Mochizuki Haruka was at a loss, Ginjo pointed at the bento she had made.

"Fried chicken, omelette, three kinds of rice balls, lettuce, and tomatoes. Although the portion is a little small, this is the same dish you made for me when I first went to your room, right?"

"what?!"