Zongman: The heroines are all my ex-girlfriends

Xuejianyuan quickly locked onto a handmade coffee machine.

After spending a considerable amount of money, Xuejianyuan also paid for expedited shipping.

He has more money now, so it doesn't hurt to splurge a little.

What's more, this is necessary expenditure.

The Land of Sakura is really not that big.

With the expedited cash flow, the coffee machine was even delivered to the apartment at about the same time as Xuejianyuan.

Sign for the coffee machine.

Holding the express box, Xuejianyuan opened the door of the apartment.

Coincidentally, Kasumigaoka Utaha was on the first floor.

It looks like he came down to get water.

The two looked at each other.

Kasumigaoka Utaha quickly looked away.

But his eyes fell on the large express box in Xuejianyuan's hand.

'What did you buy?'

Chapter 6: Mastering cooking, Kasumigaoka Utaha is sad

The corner of his eye fell on the large express box.

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally became curious: "What did you buy?"

But he reacted quickly.

'What he buys is none of my business.'

With this thought in mind, Kasumigaoka Utaha quickened her pace in fetching water.

Xuejianyuan slowly put the express box aside.

There is no intention to open it immediately.

Instead, she took out a pair of white slippers from the shopping bag and placed them on the shoe rack in the entrance.

I caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of my eye.

Kasumigaoka Utaha slightly tightened her fingers around the thermos.

'What's the point of doing this now?'

After getting the water, Kasumigaoka Utaha strode towards the stairs.

At this moment, Yukima Furuya suddenly called out to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai."

"Is there a problem?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned around and looked at Yukima Fuchi, her beautiful eyebrows deliberately furrowed.

He completely gave off an attitude of "don't talk to me", keeping people at a distance.

Xuejianyuan didn't care.

Or rather, he understood her and wouldn't take these little actions seriously.

That's just her nature.

Like a hedgehog, it will sting anyone who comes close without thinking.

"Would you like to have lunch, Kasumigaoka-senpai? I can make your portion for free."

Xuejianyuan said.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at Yukima Fuchi for a while.

The gaze was cold.

Then he turned around and continued walking up the stairs.

"Not interested in."

Cold words floated down from above.

Return to the room.

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat on the edge of the bed, her brows really furrowed this time.

"When did he learn to cook? He clearly knew nothing at first and had to rely on me to make omurice to survive..."

The previous scene flashed through my mind.

Yukima Fuchi came to Tokyo alone to go to school, and every day he ate unnutritious bento or simply ordered takeout.

After they fell in love, Kasumigaoka Utaha would occasionally go to the apartment rented by Yukima Fuchi and cook some simple meals for him.

About three times a week.

Although Kasumigaoka is not a Yamato Nadeshiko who is proficient in cooking.

But at least I got full marks in the cooking class and I can cook simple dishes with ease.

Yukima Fuchi, who was eating something like omurice, curry, and grilled saury, would often look up.

He raised his eyes and stared at the Kasumigaoka Hill without blinking.

Mouth full of food.

But those eyes seemed to be able to speak, expressing admiration and praise.

When she thought of that boy, she had just calmly asked if he wanted to make her a meal 'on the side'.

Kasumigaoka felt a tightness in his chest.

Anyway, what Kasumigaoka heard was just a casual aside.

Maybe it’s the ex-boyfriend filter.

The morning passed quickly.

Utaha Kasumigaoka managed to tidy up the room and placed her luggage around the room.

Although Xuejianyuan had obviously cleaned the room carefully, dust was still flying everywhere after all the cleaning.

Opening the windows and doors, Utaha Kasumigaoka prepared to wait for the dust to settle before cleaning.

As a result, when I opened the door of the room, I heard the sound of cutting vegetables and the sound of frying pans downstairs.

Just by listening to the voice, you can feel the other person's proficiency in cooking skills.

Not to mention, the fragrance that flowed into the room along with the air.

Most of the cuisine in the Land of Sakura is based on stewing or simply eating it raw.

The aroma of stir-fried dishes is obviously more tempting than traditional Sakura Country cuisine, and the aroma is several levels more attractive.

"Gurgle..."

Kasumigaoka's stomach growled uncontrollably.

There was nothing she could do about it; she had been busy all morning.

Listen to the sounds downstairs and smell the fragrance.

Kasumigaoka's mood became even worse.

Because he acquired the cooking skills after he left her.

This made Kasumigaoka think uncontrollably.

Think about who he cooks for and who he learned cooking for.

Will you hurt your fingers while learning cooking for someone, so much so that you have to wrap several fingers with Band-Aids?

Will he put the prepared food in front of someone and then hide his finger with a Band-Aid behind his back?

"boom!"

The door was shut with great force.

He casually took out the pineapple buns that he had prepared long ago from the suitcase.

This is Kasumigaoka Utaha's favorite food.

She was moving today and she specially prepared it for lunch.

But at this moment, when he tore off a piece with his mouth, Kasumigaoka felt that it tasted like chewing wax.

Carrying the dishes, Xuejianyuan came to the dining table.

He made one serving.

Yukima Fuchi knows Kasumigaoka too well.

Under such circumstances, even if Kasumigaoka, the arrogant senior, were to starve to death, she would never come downstairs to eat.

Making it for two would be a waste.

After dinner, Yukima Yuan returned to his room and took out the seven-inch plate, which is the shogi board.

I'm going to the chess club on Saturday, and I'm using chess records to improve my skill proficiency.

The afternoon passed quickly.

Xuejianyuan cooked and ate as usual.

While typing, Kasumigaoka upstairs glanced at the time.

Seeing that it was past dinner time, he began to shake his legs unconsciously.

"You didn't even come to ask about dinner."

Even if you ask, Kasumigaoka will refuse.

But if he didn't ask, she would feel inexplicably unhappy.

'I'll order takeout later.'

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka continued typing.

Obviously, Kasumigaoka forgot that once he started typing, he would forget about himself and the world.

When Kasumigaoka finished writing a section, he stopped.

Check the time again.

I suddenly realized that it was already past one in the morning.

Exit from the coding state.

The feeling of hunger came over me like a tide.

Even my stomach started to ache slightly.

Curling up slightly on the bed, Kasumigaoka sighed.

At one o'clock in the morning, you can't order takeout in the Land of Sakura.

She only bought one pineapple bun.

"You're going to be hungry until morning?"

As soon as this thought came to mind, Kasumigaoka felt a stomach cramp.

Helplessly, she could only get up and go to the refrigerator downstairs to look for food.

"There's nothing I can do about it. At worst, I can just buy the same ingredients again in the morning and put them in the refrigerator."

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Chapter 7 So Kasumi Hill Flee

Kasumigaoka Utaha walked down the stairs in the dark.