At the dinner table, Kitagawa Che put a chopstick of beef into Eshima Myo's bowl as a small comfort to her.

The latter was stunned for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his eyebrows, and gave Kitagawa Che a gentle look of 'I'm fine'.

If there hadn't been something like Rina Toshima, they would have finished their meal long ago, and they wouldn't have been delayed for almost half an hour.

It just so happens that when it comes to things like this, Myo Eshima has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. She prefers to complete existing things in a preset way. If she completes them on time, it will be like completing one item after another in the game.

Daily tasks can give her a sense of peace of mind.

"Sister Thrush Cheng, when you eat, don't be too outspoken."

Kitagawa Che retracted his gaze and turned to Rina Toshima, who was swallowing rice in small mouthfuls. He also changed his title accordingly.

Unlike most Japanese, whether before or now, the Kitagawa family has always practiced a shared meal system rather than a separate meal system.

This may not be suitable for Rina Toshima, but for Kitagawa Teru, it does give him a sense of belonging.

"Is it really possible?"

Rina Toshima still seemed a little raw and hesitant.

"The thing about multiple pairs of chopsticks."

Kitagawa Che gave her a look of affirmation.

"Then, I won't be polite!"

Saying this, Tashi Sei Rina picked up the chopsticks and picked up the dish closest to her.

The meal was eaten very quickly, and Rina Tosei's words "Suguichi" and "Oh vaguely" were heard from time to time during the meal. It was obvious that she had been slightly shocked by the Chinese cuisine.

However, when she exclaimed, someone was unhappy.

Whenever she looked surprised, Eshima would lower her head involuntarily, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she even became uncharacteristically silent.

Then, it started with the 'collaboration' between Rina Toshima and Myo Eshima, and ended with them completely sweeping away the three dishes and one soup, and the curtain came to an end for the meal.

After dinner, Myo Eshima took the initiative to put away the dishes, while Teru Kitagawa sent Rina Toshima back home.

But I said I was taking her home, but in fact I just helped her out of my yard, walked about ten steps, and sent her to the next door.

After politely declining the other party's polite invitation to sit down and have a cup of tea, Kitagawa Che checked the study panel that he had not had time to look at just now while going home.

In the light blue panel, a number that did not surprise him appeared in front of him.

For him, a 'barefoot doctor' who became a monk on the way and only knew a few tricks, the learning panel gave him a rating of lv.2.

Well, the difference is not big as expected.

Kitagawa Che also knows that his own level is beyond comparison.

After all, he only knows a few tricks, and he can even only treat specific sprains. With this level, he probably has other experience points mixed in - such as what to eat for some minor illnesses.

Medicine, etc.

His attention returned to his eyes. Kitagawa Che changed into slippers at the entrance and walked towards the kitchen.

Wow.

Accompanied by the sound of the sliding door of the kitchen being pushed open, Eshima Miao's action of washing the dishes paused slightly, and then her frown relaxed, and her restless mood calmed down.

The sound of the plate being rubbed hard by her also gradually disappeared.

The situation she was most worried about did not happen after all.

At least her young master didn't stay at her place. The delay was too long. According to this time difference, he should have returned right after seeing her off.

Before Beichuan Che behind her could say anything, she took the initiative to start the conversation, "Didn't the young master stay there a little longer?"

She actually really didn't want to leave Rina Toshiro to eat, but the one who spoke was Che Kitagawa. No matter how emotional she was, she still chose to respect her young master's opinions and thoughts.

But the valet is also a human being, and as a human being, he or she will have a bad temper.

"Stay a little longer?" Beichuan Che, who was leaning against the edge of the door, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "You can't let a wounded man treat me to a cup of tea, right? Others will politely invite me, but they will definitely not accept it.

Yeah."

"Then the young master means...if she is not injured, she will accept it?"

Miao Eshima bit her lip, and moved harder to clean the dishes, and the mournful sound of the dishes squeaking could be heard again.

She knows that she is jealous now, but so what?

She didn’t tell it anyway! What she didn’t tell, it just didn’t exist!

"This assumption is not valid, Miao. You have to understand that she has no sprained ankle. I will not keep her for dinner tonight." Kitagawa Che paused. He could hear something wrong with Ejima Miao's tone. He thought about it for a moment.

, asked tentatively, "You don't think I fell in love with her at first sight, do you?"

The movement of Mya Eshima's hand stopped for a moment, and there was obvious stiffness and unnaturalness in his slightly cold tone, "No, I just think that as far as our current situation is concerned, everything should be done as long as we can survive."<

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"I don't think there's any problem with this." Kitagawa Che could hear her duplicity. It shouldn't be obvious anymore, but he didn't expose her and turned to another topic, "Miao, teach me how to fight.

How about putting it on the agenda?"

"Then tomorrow morning at six o'clock?"

Ejima Miao mentioned casually.

For her, this actually doesn't make much difference. She gets up at this time every morning. It would be a good thing if her young master could also get up at this time.

"Can I make it in time?"

Kitagawa Che was a little more worried. If he studied fighting for more than an hour every morning, then after school started, the time every morning would be relatively short.

"Master, are you talking about the school hours every day after school starts?" Myo Eshima dried the last bowl and opened the lid under the sink. After washing and drying her hands, she turned around

Lai looked at Kitagawa Che and said, "Actually, the time is not as long as you think, young master, it is about forty minutes to an hour."

"That's no problem."

Beichuan Che felt relieved.

It’s true to learn this skill, and it’s also true to not want to be late again.

"By the way, about the dishes you cooked today..." Myo Eshima considered the words for a moment, with some curiosity and doubts on her face, "Where did you learn them?"

She has dabbled in Chinese cuisine, but in terms of the level of mastery, she is not as good as Kitagawa Che, and in terms of taste, he is better.

"Didn't I always write and read books before? One of them included an illustration of Chinese cuisine. I had nothing to do, so I read it every day and felt relaxed." Kitagawa Che thought for half a second and then added,

"Today's effect is beyond my expectation."

"This proves that you are very talented."

Unconsciously, Rina Toshima used the honorific again.

"Maybe." Kitagawa Che laughed sarcastically and changed the topic, "I thought you suddenly mentioned this because you wanted to say that today's meal didn't taste very good."

"How is that possible?"

Ejima shook her head. If the taste was not good, then why would the neighbor next door work so hard? From the beginning, he was cautious about picking up vegetables, to the end of two bowls of rice, this change is evident.

She pursed her lips and muttered, "Isn't it obvious that a certain person's face is so red that he still refuses to put down his chopsticks and eats the mapo tofu even after taking a swig of barley tea?"

"What's more..." Miao Eshima paused, tilted her head, lowered her voice, and continued with some embarrassment, "I am also picking up vegetables one chopstick after another."

The dishes cooked by her young master are relatively spicy, but she can feel that the focus of these dishes is not on spiciness, but on 'fragrant' and 'tender'.

If there hadn't been this 'accident' like Rina Toshima, she would have been able to observe up close what Kitagawa Teru did.

"I was worried that it wouldn't suit your taste. In fact, you should put less pepper in those dishes, and I did, but I didn't expect the effect to be the same..."

Kitagawa Che gave Ejima Myoti a helpless look.

He was quite restrained in cooking this time. He could use the words of his roommate from Yandu when he was still in college before time travel to make a critical comment - the intensity with which he added chili peppers today would have made him laugh in Yandu.

Yes, it doesn’t have much flavor at all.

"This is a problem with our eating habits, not yours."

Miao Eshima shook her head, stretched out her hand to tuck the short strand of hair in front of her forehead behind her ears, the tension in her beautiful eyes gradually relaxed, and her expression became gentle.

Their eyes met in the air.
Chapter completed!