"How about it?"

"Indeed... there is something there, but it's not as pretty as the one my mom drew."

Mrs. Sakura tapped her head gently and said with a smile, "If you like, I can give it to you."

"Oh, really?"

Sakura was indeed very moved just now. This painting fits her definition of beauty very well and it would be nice to put it in her room.

"Well, stay."

"Hmph..." Sakura Ayane placed the picture frame on her thighs, took out her cell phone and took a picture decisively.

Then upload it to x and show it off to the public.

Fans were quick to respond, but their attention was focused on her legs below the frame.

“This frame is so big and white!”

"Thank you for hospitality!"

"tasty!"

Sakura Ayane was so angry after seeing just a few comments that she immediately deleted the tweet.

Finally gave up sharing.

So men are really...

Sakura Ayane leaned back, her expression full of helplessness.

At this time, she thought of Toru Uehara. That guy shouldn't be so explicit, right?

At this time, Mrs. Sakura returned to her room. While removing her makeup, she habitually started playing her daughter's radio program.

As a result, after listening for a while, I heard Toru Uehara's self-introduction.

Mrs. Sakura's mouth corners also curled up slightly.

"Sure enough, no wonder there is such a big reaction."

“However, the interaction between these two people is quite interesting.”

"When the time is right, I'll tease her about this later."

-

Toru Uehara takes the train and walks slowly home.

I bought some watermelon on the way and some fresh ingredients to take back.

Overall, today was a day of good things.

From now on I don’t have to worry about money for the time being and can concentrate on dubbing practice.

Worth celebrating.

However, his good mood ended when he saw the little girl standing downstairs of his house.

Rencai just waved at him and pointed at the bag in her hand with a smile.

"Is this my home or yours?"

You're still hanging around and refusing to leave, right?

Volume 1: Chapter 24: Quarrel

"Tetsu, please help me. Look how many good things I brought you, sushi, bento, and this, wheat juice!"

"Wheat juice?" Toru Uehara frowned and looked at her seriously.

Rencai quickly explained, "Non-alcoholic, non-alcoholic."

Uehara Toru took out the key and opened the door: "So, what happened today?"

It's scary to say.

I've actually gotten used to this kid causing trouble for me.

The main thing is that he has already figured out this kid's personality.

She's the type that will get mad at you if you don't pay attention to her.

If she wasn't allowed in, she would probably stand outside the door and stare all night long, not going home even if it was windy or rainy.

She is definitely stubborn to this extent.

Forget it, she is just a child after all, so just listen to what she has to say.

It must be something important.

When Rencai saw that he was willing to listen to her and let her in, she felt extremely happy.

"Excuse me~" Rencai took off her little leather shoes. Today she was wearing little white socks, a gray sweater and a blue plaid skirt.

"What delicious food are you going to make tonight?"

"Clams stewed in white wine, and cabbage stuffed with meat..."

"Hey! Western food. You can even cook Western food?" Rencai came up to him happily and said with a smile.

But when she got closer, she smelled something pungent.

"Tetsu, where did you go today?"

"Why do you care so much? Just tell me what you want from me?" Uehara Toru said unhappily, but his hands moved slowly.

He has to clean the ingredients carefully and then cook them slowly.

In fact, cooking is also a kind of enjoyment. As long as you slow down everything, you will feel comfortable.

Of course, if you are cooking Western food in a hotel, it won’t be so comfortable. Everyone has their own responsibilities, and the chef will just urge and scold you.

If it weren't for the experience of playing the role, Toru Uehara would not have suffered that injustice.

Renai opened her eyes wide, supported herself on the kitchen counter with both hands, and said while watching his elegant movements, "It's actually nothing serious... It's just that my private school will have a regular test once a month."

"so?"

Now that the clams are cleaned, the next step is to prepare the ingredients.

Chop garlic and chives and add butter to the pan.

After the butter melts, add the chopped garlic and shallots and stir-fry over low heat until fragrant.

"So?" Rencai was stunned and too embarrassed to interrupt.

"so what?"

"Oh... So, I'm not doing very well in my studies right now, and I hope you can help me with some tutoring."

Uehara Toru, who was about to pour the white wine, fell silent.

"Get out."

"Eh?"

"I told you to get out."

"Why?"

"How dare you ask, am I your babysitter and am I also responsible for tutoring you?"

"Have you given me the tuition for your private school?"

"...Hey, don't be so picky about money. I'll bring you food every day from now on!"

"Do you think I'm interested? Shut up first." Toru Uehara poured in the white wine with an unfriendly attitude, then waited quietly for the wine to boil, and finally added the clams and the remaining ingredients, covered and steamed for about seven minutes.

"Instead of the things you brought, I might as well just make some instant noodles."

Renai thought so too, and she said cautiously: "Then... I will clean up for you?"

"Help you wash your clothes, hang them out, etc."

"I don't like others touching my things, and I'm a germaphobe." Toru Uehara frowned and looked at the little Renai seriously.

"After all, what is the relationship between you and me? Do you know it yourself?"

Renai looked into his eyes and felt guilty for a moment.

"friend……?"

"Do you have a friend who is always causing trouble for you? Besides, how long have I known you?"

"It's been less than a week. Why do you trust me so much? Who do you think I am a replacement for?"

"Excuse me, if you really need someone to rely on, my advice is to go home and find your parents."

When Rencai heard this, she slowly lowered her head and clenched her fists: "I have nothing to say to them..."

"Then I can do it?"

"You're good to me, and you've helped me realize many of my wishes..." Renai bit her lip and said, "I'll ask you for help, isn't that okay?"

"No."

"Have you ever thought that I actually hate others bothering me? I have a lot of things to do right now, and I need to spend my energy on my work instead of your trivial matters."

"Or do you really think you have an important position in my place?"

"I..." Rencai's eyes trembled.

"Go out and take your things home. I'm not your babysitter, and I'm not your father." After saying this, Toru Uehara felt that it was enough.

It would be okay if it happened once or twice, but if it happens repeatedly, his life would be messed up by this kid.

He doesn't have time to care about her so much.

There's the band and the tutoring, it's endless.

"So, you really... never considered me as a friend?"

"Not...at all?" Nina slowly raised her head, her aqua blue eyes filled with tears, and just looked at Uehara Toru.

Uehara Toru's expression remained unchanged: "To me, you are just a troublesome child."

"Really? I understand." Rencai's eyebrows and bangs drooped completely. She stopped talking, turned around, put on her little leather shoes and left.

When she closed the door, she slammed it very loudly.

But Toru Uehara did not try to keep him.

"It's finally quiet."

Toru Uehara muttered to himself and continued to prepare dinner for tonight.

It was just because of the quarrel and determination just now that his heart couldn't calm down.

What on earth did he think about this kid called Renai?

Is it really just trouble?

Or is it that I actually place some of my hopes on her?

Just like to your former self?

Shouldn't I have intervened to help her in the first place?

Are there many young people aged 17 or 18 who wander around Tokyo on impulse?

Why is it her?

Toru Uehara looked at the steam rising from the pot lid.

Opened it and took a look.

ripe.

……

The clams tasted good.

It tastes sweet and has no fishy smell, because it has been soaked in water since I bought it, and the sand has been spit out long ago.

Uehara Toru ate slowly and picked up the can of wheat juice that Jinna brought.

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