After unpacking the groceries, Yayoi-san and I were left in the kitchen. Although she said she got dibs on , she tried to kick out of the kitchen too as she wanted to make lunch herself. I protested, saying I wanted to help.
A few back and forth later, she gave up and allowed to help. And so, we began to prepare lunch together. Yayoi-san chopped the vegetables while I prepared the soup – which wasn't really work extensive.
While waiting for the water to boil, I spent that ti just watching Yayoi-san's graceful movents as she danced around the kitchen, chopping vegetables with precision and slicing at with a finesse that would make a Michelin chef envious. Her apron was tied loosely around her waist, revealing the curve of her hips and the swell of her breasts with every movent she made.
I was tempted to cling to her but she told to behave. Who am I to ignore my woman's order? I satisfied myself just watching at the side, waiting for later. After all, it's still quite a sight watching soone you love doing sothing they're passionate about.
"Ruki-dear, just relax, okay? Use your ti here with us to take a break."
I nodded and took a seat at the kitchen counter, sipping on the leftover tea that Mina brewed earlier.
"Do I look exhausted, Yayoi-san?"
Yayoi-san stopped chopping and looked at with a motherly smile. "Not really but with how you're spending your days, I have ford this idea of letting you enjoy the ti without doing anything strenuous whenever you visit."
"I see... Then I'll do just that but only until lunch is served," I replied with a mischievous smile, watching her lovingly as she worked.
"Knowing you, I'm surprised you can even sit still. But I'm glad you're listening to ." Yayoi-san chuckled.
"I don't want my Yayoi-san to be mad at ."
"Oh yeah? And yet you're always so mischievous."
"You can't bla for that, Yayoi-san... It's a natural trait." I smirked, acting like the innocent little boy she often treated as despite knowing full well the kind of thoughts that ran through my mind.
"You know what? I always feel like I'm ten years younger when I'm talking to you, Ruki-dear. It's like all the stress from the salon just lts away," Yayoi-san said, her eyes sparkling as she resud her task. "That's why... never change. Always be yourself."
"I will... But I have habits that need to be corrected though."
"Indeed. Take it one step at a ti."
"Yes, Yayoi-san."
"Great. Now, let's talk about your hair." Yayoi-san abruptly changed the subject, pointing at my disheveled hair with the knife she used to chop the onions.
"Hmm? It has only been a month, more or less."
"What of it? You need to cut it every month to make sure it stays healthy and stylish," Yayoi-san said firmly, her inner hair salon owner coming out to play. "I'll trim it for you later. But for now... let's focus on lunch."
I nodded and shut my mouth, only focusing on watching her.
And just like this, ti passed.
The kitchen eventually beca filled with the mouthwatering aroma of the simring soup and the sizzling of the at.
Mina sat at the dining table, her eyes glancing back and forth from us to her phone, occasionally giggling at sothing she saw on her screen. If I'm not wrong, she already sent photos of that she secretly took to the girls' group chat. They're teasing collectively there, aren't they?
Anyway, this scene was so dostic, so... normal, it was almost surreal considering the unconventional nature of our relationship. But that's what made it all the more special to .
"It's done," Yayoi-san announced, placing the perfectly seasoned dishes on the dining table.
On the other hand, I started preparing the bowls, filling them with the soap that I made.
The three of us sat down and began to enjoy the lunch that we had prepared together.
The air was filled with the tantalizing aroma of the food and the warmth of our shared company. Yayoi-san had made her specialty, a hearty stew that seed to hold the love and care of a mother's embrace within every spoonful.
While eating, Yayoi-san urged to call the others. And because of that, the group chat opened with most of the girls jumping in. Our peaceful lunch beca lively. And to my surprise... most of them were eating at the sa ti as us.
Almost as if... they planned this out.
When I looked at Mina, she averted her gaze, acting like she had nothing to do with it. But the way she smirked as she raised her rice bowl, covering her face told otherwise.
I picked up a chunk of at from my bowl and then fed it to her, "Don't hide it, Mina. I know you're the mastermind behind this."
Her eyes went wide before she leaned in, letting feed her, "M-maybe I am, but don't you like it?"
"Didn't say I don't," I replied with my voice low and filled with affection, "But you're going to have to let thank you later."
"You already did, idiot," Mina said with a giggle, her cheeks reddening slightly as she took a bite of the at from my chopsticks.
"Ruki-dear, what about ? Won't you feed too?" Yayoi-san playfully pouted, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she held out her bowl. And right after her, the girls connected to the video call simultaneously begged for to feed them.
If only it was possible!
In any case, this beca another delightful mont for all of us. The three of us sat around the table, sharing laughs and stories as we enjoyed the al we had prepared with love. The video call remained active, the girls chiming in with their own tales and teasing us about our dostic bliss. It was a strange, yet oddly perfect harmony of worlds colliding.
Of course, so of them also acted a little jealous, especially the girls from the other school.
Later, after we finished our lunch, Mina made an excuse to et up with Haruko and Edel, leaving alone with Yayoi-san. She's giving us the chance to be alone as well, just like how we were alone earlier.
She left so quickly. She knew I'd prevent her from leaving. That girl... Why are my girls like this? Well, not that I’m complaining. It’s also because of how I behave, after all.
“Ruki-dear, you don’t have to look like that. Mina and everyone. They just love you enough we can all forget about competing with each other when it cos to you. Uh. Not entirely, but you get what I an, right?” Yayoi-san said upon seeing staring at the door.
Of course, I totally get it. It’s because I kinda suck at focusing on one of them when they’re in the sa place together. I always can’t help but pull everyone even though they’ve already agreed to themselves to give each other a chance to be alone with .
I wryly smiled and nodded, “Yayoi-san, am I being troubleso?”
“On the contrary, you’re wonderful. You always have us in your mind on top of bettering yourself to build a future for us. What else can we ask?” Yayoi-san walked towards , pulling in her embrace.
Without any more words to refute that, I surrender myself under the comfort of her embrace. Enjoying this peaceful mont before returning to my usual self-imposed hectic life.
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