Does gravity make me stronger?

"No." Hachiman shook his head decisively. Let alone an apron, he had barely even turned on the stove a few times, except when cooking instant noodles.

No, you're really going to cook?

"Oh dear, looks like I'll have to bring an apron tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" Hachiman paused for a moment, then quickly realized what he meant. "Are you coming again tomorrow?"

"I'm not welcome, Hachiman?"

As Xiangzi was tying his disposable apron, he suddenly turned his head. His intellectual gesture could make any teenager's mind wander, and Hachiman was no exception.

[Hachiman (kneeling on one knee): Please marry me.]

Ah, isn't this just your imagination?

No!

Why are you blushing?

Is it not allowed to have a red temperature even when you have a fever?

【Row】

"It's not that I don't welcome you, it's just that I feel it's too much trouble for you. I can eat some convenience food by myself."

"Convenience foods have no nutritional value!" Xiangzi refused.

She is the most qualified to speak on convenience foods.

For a long time after leaving the Toyokawa family's large house, she, who couldn't cook, survived on instant noodles and other fast food. Although it filled her stomach, her complexion was noticeably worse.

So she spent a long time honing her cooking skills before she was able to escape the hardship of relying on convenience foods every day.

"Although I considered making some nutritious dishes, my appetite is naturally poor when I'm sick, and I guess Hachiman won't be able to cook for himself tomorrow, so curry, which can be eaten the next day, is the most suitable."

Xiangzi took out onions, carrots, and some ingredients for making curry from the bag and arranged them neatly on the counter.

"The knife is in the cabinet under the stove, but there's no cutting board."

Hachiman couldn't calm down, so he picked up the rice cooker inner pot and started rinsing the rice, but even this simple step was stopped by Shoko.

"Hachiman, you should get some rest." She said each word clearly, giving Hachiman no room to object.

"It's just washing rice."

"Can't!"

"Okay, fine."

When did Hachiman become a useless guy who only relies on girls? What happened to the stay-at-home husband?

Faced with the system's precise and elegant criticism, Hachiman lay back on the bed, his emotions fluctuating.

It seems I can't be a stay-at-home dad anymore, so I'll just have to live off his wife.

[Xiangzi is still in debt, how can you be so heartless?]

what...

It was only after being reminded by the chief that Hachiman remembered this matter.

Yes, Xiangzi isn't in a position to be a peaceful cook right now; he's leeching off girls.

Hachiman, you deserve to die!

"If you want to repay this debt, then spend your whole life doing so."

"Hey?"

Hachiman sat up abruptly, only then noticing that Shoko was wearing headphones and intently chopping vegetables at the counter, showing no intention of talking to him.

I was terrified, it was just lyrics...

Despite being extremely weak, Hachiman forced himself not to rest, but instead carefully observed Shoko's every move, a warmth gradually rising in his heart.

Soon, a rich aroma of curry wafted through the room.

Even a patient like Hachiman had his appetite whetted.

After finishing the final touches, Xiangzi brought over two bowls of curry rice and placed them neatly on the small table.

The golden curry doesn't use many strange ingredients; they are all common household ingredients.

In fact, Xiangzi's living expenses were not enough to buy expensive ingredients, so he could only use the most common vegetables as ingredients.

If this meal were at a restaurant in Nagasaki, they would probably have added abalone and lobster...

[Xiangzi: Between me and Su Shi, who tastes better?]

My mother taught me not to be a picky eater.

Holy crap, a threesome? You can do that?!

Why don't you just die?!

"Please use it!"

Shoko's polite greeting pulled Hachiman back from his bickering with Touko.

[This is hardly enough to eat! The viewers will think we can't afford it! One bucket per person!]

It's disgusting!

"Is everything alright at your home?" Hachiman asked on a whim.

"Ah, I cooked a little extra. I can take it back and heat it up for my father," Xiangzi answered readily.

"so..."

According to the information he had, there should only be two people in the Toyokawa family: her and her father, and Shoko's relationship with her father was not very good.

Every family has its own troubles...

"...I'm starting to eat."

Without the slightest hesitation, Hachiman, who had been starving all day, immediately started showing off his rice.

"To be honest, it's been a long time since I've eaten at the same table with my family..."

Xiangzi put down her spoon, cupped her face in one hand, and showed a somewhat nostalgic expression. Then, she smiled very happily and said, "So, I'm very grateful to Hachiman for having dinner with me."

"..."

Why is the temperature rising again? Let's eat first.

Hachiman almost buried his head in his rice, and ate quickly, finishing off the remaining curry in no time.

"There's still curry left," Xiangzi reminded him.

"No, that's enough."

"Is this all the boys usually eat?" Xiangzi looked at the empty rice bowl in surprise. She hadn't served him much. Or was it that her cooking didn't suit Hachiman's taste?

"The food was delicious, but I wanted to save some for breakfast tomorrow morning."

"It's okay, I can come again tomorrow morning."

"what..."

Not knowing how to respond, Hachiman could only awkwardly scratch the back of his head.

There's no need to be so enthusiastic.

"Midterm exams are over, and Toyokawa-kun must have a lot of things to take care of. It's such a waste to waste so much time on me."

"No, and besides, didn't you forget, aren't we going to make a record together?"

"Ah, yes, that's true."

As she spoke, Xiangzi took out a laptop from her schoolbag: "I borrowed this from Minister Sawamura. She said we could use it until the cultural festival begins."

"Ah, um."

Hachiman, who knew little about computers, just stared blankly at the expensive yet thin and light laptop, making "abba aba" sounds.

Wait a minute, is Toyokawa Shoko planning to start composing music in my room?

I don't want that kind of thing!

---Cut line---

So, there's been an event going on recently, so I can only shamelessly ask for some votes (evil grin).

Chapter 97, Chapter 096: Black Flash? Black Elbow!

"Toyokawa-kun, what are you doing right now...?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to clear the table." Xiangzi deftly stacked the bowls and chopsticks, then carried them back to the washbasin in one go. It was clear that he was an expert at housework.

[She's so virtuous and kind; do you have a Xiangzi like her?]

Is this important?

However, Hachiman has to admit that Shoko in her little cook form is strangely charming.

"No, I mean, what are you going to do with your computer?"

"Ah, isn't that what we're supposed to do?"

"doing what?"

"To compose music."

"Here?"

"This place... won't work?"

Can you please avoid such subtle pauses...?

Hachiman blushed slightly, perhaps because he was already running a fever and people are more prone to blushing. In any case, he felt his face burning.

"At home, composing music would inevitably make noise, and my father doesn't like strange sounds... As for the library, it's about to close."

'I don't want to go home because the strong smell of alcohol there seriously interferes with my creative inspiration.'

Going to other places will cost more money, and my living expenses are a bit tight lately.

Xiangzi listed out the reasons why he stayed here to compose music and told them to Hachiman, but in his heart he also explained the real reasons.

It would have been better if he hadn't listened, but now that he'd heard it, Hachiman had no reason to drive the man away.

"Then you can use the computer here. By the way, there's a curfew in the dorm, so..."

"I know, it won't disturb Hachiman's rest."

Because of the side effects of his inner thoughts, Hachiman sighed, pressing his throbbing nerves, and then left Shoko to use the computer by herself.

Although I was a little curious about the music production process, after finishing my meal, my cold symptoms returned, and my body temperature started to rise again.

Fortunately, he crawled into bed, intending to let the sweat out.

From a young age, he relied on this method to get through fevers.

Hachiman poked his head out from under the covers and saw that Shoko was sitting on the floor with her laptop screen facing him and her back to the bed.

From Hachiman's position, one can see a pale blue hair, a swan-like white neck, and a pair of small feet wrapped in white silk.

At that moment, a strong urge to stick out his tongue suddenly surged through Hachiman!

It's the P virus! Everyone run away!

"How long does it usually take to compose a piece of music?" Hachiman suddenly asked.

"Well, it depends on the specific requirements. If the requirements for arrangement are high, it will take at least a month or two, but if it's simple, it can be completed within a week."

Xiangzi gently tapped his chin and tilted his head.

Of course, if you have inspiration, you can finish it in a few days.

"Spring Shadows" was created by her in just a few days.

However, that was under the extreme condition of having a burst of inspiration, plus the fact that Takamatsu Takashi had ready-made lyrics to use.

Although the songs for the cultural festival don't need to be highly polished, they can't be too simple either. All things considered, one or two weeks are needed.

Wait a minute, does that mean I can come to Hachiman's place all week?

The moment this thought took root, Xiangzi immediately shook his head, trying to drive it away.