Hmm?
Want to learn how to cook?
When she saw the young lady's refreshed wish list, Haruka Yuzan blinked in surprise.
"I, a daughter of a wealthy family, aspire to become a cook?"
That strange sense of déjà vu, it was only then Haruka Yuzan noticed that the beautiful girl was holding a cookbook in her hands.
"The Wild Field's Dining Table?"
Did they have something like that at home?
Watching Chiba Shimizu study it so intently, Haruka Yuzan suddenly felt that the pretty girl might not be so cold after all.
A goddess touched by the mortal world?
Cute to the point of cheating.
He had discovered something even more interesting than reading romance manga,
"Class President, what are you looking at?" Haruka Yuzan said with a smile.
"I think even looking at a cookbook is more useful than you reading manga over there," Chiba Shimizu said indifferently, as if she had anticipated what the boy was about to say.
"It's different, I read manga to please myself and to make my thought process smoother. Many of the words in there are of great enlightenment to life."
Haruka Yuzan defended romance manga, "Chiba Student, you are looking at this too one-sidedly."
"Life enlightenment?"
Chiba Shimizu closed the thick cookbook, looking up for the first time after the boy had been there for so long.
Her eyes, like autumn waters, carried a hint of coolness, "Is the life enlightenment you're talking about how a poor boy is madly loved by a rich girl?"
Routine life was occasionally punctuated by little episodes.
Like now,
"What dish do you plan to make first?"
Looking at Chiba Shimizu, who had donned an apron and tied her hair up, ready to go, Haruka Yuzan asked the question he cared about most.
"Hmm... let's start with tomato and scrambled eggs..." Chiba Shimizu thought briefly before quickly providing her answer.
This was also the dish the young lady had been studying intently in the cookbook.
"Hmm, you already possess the most basic element of an apprentice."
Pleased that it was tomato and scrambled eggs, Haruka Yuzan nodded approvingly; right, one should have a clear self-awareness, beginners ought to start with scrambled eggs!
"Learning to be humble."
The boy muttered to himself, and the girl didn't reply; her delicate fingers caressed the eggshell, bending over to meticulously select the eggs.
Seeing Chiba Shimizu so serious, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but become curious, "Stop picking, they're all the same, tomato and scrambled eggs won't taste better because the eggs are perfectly round."
The Class President took everything seriously, even choosing eggs.
Looking at her cool face, Haruka Yuzan felt a fleeting thought that the girl was quite adorable.
In the end, under Chiba Shimizu's ultra-serious selection, five fortunate eggs were ready to honorably end their egg existence, no regrets...
Looking at the five equally sized and textured eggs, Chiba Shimizu nodded in satisfaction, feeling she had taken the first step towards success,
Standing up straight, she also found time to tease the boy, "It's because you, Classmate Haruka, aren't serious, that's why you're always ranked behind me in tests."
Personal attack?
Damn it!!
Sure enough, cuteness is just an illusion!!!