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Even with a very sullen expression, she was still cute.
Reiko Onodera, who had just entered the door, couldn't help but show a surprised look at this scene.
"What are you all doing..."
Chiba Shimizu stopped what he was doing, apparently having some difficulty in prompting the young lady to say some kind of "welcome home" phrase.
The autumn-water-like eyes had already returned to the usual calm of earlier days, as cold as the rainy weather outside, chilling to the bone,
"Welcome home." The girl with the thick skin perfectly took on the role.
Misaki Saki lifted her little head and yawned, tears of sleepiness sliding from the corners of her eyes, showing last night's all-nighter had taken quite a toll on her.
"This is the lunch Chiba and I made," Haruka Yuzan said, smiling as he came from behind.
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"You could have waited for me to make it for you," Reiko Onodera felt an empty sense of loss in her heart.
And a vague sense of panic, Mrs. Onodera was that kind of person; she wasn't afraid of having things to do, she was afraid of being idle, not wanting to become a superfluous person.
Yet, the large hand resting on her shoulder dispelled her doubts.
"Don't just stand there, you've always been cooking for us, it was so hard, we can also do something once in a while, this is Chiba's first time cooking."
As he spoke, Haruka Yuzan led Mrs. Onodera to the dining table, where two girls were already waiting for them.
Feeling the warmth on her shoulder and hearing Haruka's words, Reiko Onodera also revealed a sweet smile, her earlier worries evaporating.
On the dining table,
Cumin beef, tomato and eggs stir fry, baked sturgeon, and seaweed egg-drop soup.
Three dishes and one soup, just enough for four people.
Misaki Saki's eyes lit up at the sight of the cumin beef, she swallowed, and her little mouth, as if sweetened with honey, habitually flattered the chef before the meal,
"Who made this cumin beef? It looks so delicious, must be a great chef."
The little girl was very self-aware; like herself, who was lazy and couldn't do anything, she had to be good at talking.
Even the usually unfazed Chiba Shimizu stirred at the sugary words of the little she-devil.
It's hard to resist the continuous flattery from a cute little person.
"You're talking even when eating," Haruka Yuzan interrupted, that guy, retracting his earlier thoughts, decided to properly silence her tonight!
"You're just jealous because I didn't compliment you," Misaki Saki retorted.
"Are you sick or something!"
The two of them bickered again like this, like children squabbling, without a shred of substance.
Reiko Onodera was by the side, suppressing a smile.
With Misaki Saki there, the dining table was destined to never be dull.
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[Tenant: 003]
[Name: Misaki Saki]
[Tenant's Wish List:]
[1. Don't want to stick on band-aids anymore, they feel so uncomfortable, hoping there's a way to deal with it... QAQ]
[2. Today's creative work has hit a snag, hoping to break through and find inspiration! Stagnant....]
[3. To produce an awe-inspiring work, to be called 'Master Misaki' by others!]
[For completing wish list one, the task reward: Add one attribute point]
May 6th, Wednesday, the weather is clear.
Another sunny day.
The azure sky occasionally has a couple of clouds drift by.
The quiet campus is immersed in an atmosphere of study, with the breeze passing by and cherry blossoms gently falling onto the lawn.
The tender pink petals laying upon the lush grass, the contrasting colors were intoxicating.
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