Nakano Mayu curled his lips, bent down and got a spare pair of slippers for Quail Senior, placed them at her feet and joked:
"Who knows if you snore or not? I've never slept with you..."
"Woo..."
Hearing his words, Haneda Qingxia whimpered, her face turned red, as if she wanted to prove herself, but the way of proving was too shy.
So after hesitating for a moment, the girl lowered her head and did not continue to dwell on this topic.
"hehe..."
Seeing the tangled look on the little quail, Nakano Mayu felt as relieved as if he had eaten a tub of ice cream in one sitting on a hot summer day.
"Speaking of which, why did you fall asleep in front of my house...Forget it, let's talk about it after we come in..."
"oh..."
The little quail followed him obediently, and the two of them came to the living room and sat down separately.
"What would you like to drink? Oolong tea? Milk? Or black tea?"
He looked at Senior Quail, whose face was still a little rosy, and asked with a smile.
"Everything is fine..."
The girl's ambiguous answer reminded Nakano Mayu of a time when he and Nanako went out to eat before. He asked Nanako for examples of what he wanted to eat, but all the examples he gave were rejected by Nanako for various reasons...
For example, the sushi is not enough, the barbecue is too greasy, the ramen is tired, etc...
Finally, I asked Nanako what she wanted to eat, but Nanako smiled and said anything was fine...
He was so angry that he gave Nanako two hard slaps on the butt...
So he hated the ambiguous Riddler answers.
Of course, if it's someone he doesn't know well, he won't react unnecessarily, but when it comes to people he's close to, such as the Quail senior in front of him, it's definitely different...
"You can say whatever you want to drink. What do you mean? Is it okay to drink my saliva?"
He turned his head and glanced at the little quail who was sitting on the sofa with his hands on both sides of his thighs, looking a little nervous.
"No...don't salivate...just black...black tea..."
When the little quail heard this, he quickly stood up and said.
"Okay, can it be iced?"
"Can...it's okay..."
Nakano Mayu took out a bottle of leftover black tea from the refrigerator, took out a clean glass, poured a glass and placed it in front of the senior who sat back on the sofa.
"Here...Imported black tea..."
"Thank you..." The girl picked up the black tea and took a sip.
"Why did you come here suddenly without calling me? If I don't come back today, are you going to sit at the door all night?"
"Because... it's not an important thing. I... I'm afraid that calling will... disturb you..."
The girl put down the black tea, lowered her little head and said: "I...I won't sit here all night. It...it's dark and you haven't come back yet, so I should go back first. Anyway, it's only ten minutes to walk there." ...ten minutes..."
"Are you a primary school student? Please call me in advance next time, okay?" Nakano Mayu glared at the somewhat uneasy girl and asked.
"I know...I know..."
After being yelled at, the little quail pouted a little aggrievedly, and then took out a ball of something wrapped in oil paper from his satchel.
A faint scent of biscuits also hit me.
"I just... made this successfully, and I just wanted to... give it to you to try..."
Nakano Mayu sniffed and asked in surprise: "Cookie?"
"Yes...yes, because my mother bought a lot of materials, I tried it two more times. Unexpectedly, I succeeded..."
As the girl spoke, her original aggrieved look disappeared, and a joyful smile with a sense of accomplishment appeared on her lips.
He took the oil paper bag, opened it and looked at it.
The shape of the biscuits should be made by grinding tools, and they are all very neat circles.
The particles that make up the cookies look very normal, and the aroma in the air is as tempting as ordinary cookies.
Nakano Mayu was a little surprised.
Although this quail senior has good academic performance, her cooking skills are poor.
It wasn't that she didn't study hard or anything like that, it was just a matter of talent that she couldn't figure out and couldn't see.
He originally thought that the senior sister had no talent in cooking, but he didn't expect that she seemed to be able to make snacks?
He picked up a piece of biscuit and put it into his mouth with the girl's expectant eyes.
With a crisp taste and a moderately sweet aroma, it is indeed a successful product.
It would be better to say that it can be sold directly.
"Yes, this tastes great!"
Nakano Mayu gave a thumbs up with a look of approval on his face.
"Really...really?"
The senior who received the compliment was not happy immediately, but asked again with some uncertainty.
"Of course it's true. If it's delicious, it's delicious. If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. Am I the kind of man who can trick girls with sweet words?"
He said with a serious face, and in order to increase the persuasiveness of his words, he also used the technique of angry sheep questioning.
But unexpectedly, when Haneda Kiyonatsu, who was still hesitant at first, heard what he said, the self-doubt on his face became more obvious.
The girl personally picked up a piece of biscuit, took a small bite and chewed it, and then said with some disappointment: "I... I tried it before... why doesn't it work..."
"Hey hey hey, what do you mean?"
Nakano Mayu opened his eyes and asked viciously: "Do you think I am a man who likes sweet words?!"
"No...it's not..."
The girl bit her lip and rewrapped the biscuits with some hesitation: "Don't force yourself to eat these...failures..."
"Stupid senior sister, I really think it tastes good, I'm not trying to trick you..."
Nakano Mayu raised his hand to snatch the oil paper bag from the girl's hand, grabbed three pieces from it, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.
"Um?"
Seeing that the expression on his face didn't seem to be fake, the girl finally showed a happy smile: "Do you... really think it tastes good?"
"Yes, at this level, you can just sell it outside. This pack costs at least 1,000 yen..."
Because the portion was not large, Nakano Mayu ate all the remaining cookies in just a few bites. He casually took the paper towel handed over by Little Quail and wiped off the cookie crumbs in his hands.
After he wiped his hands, the girl took the tissue in his hand, stood up and threw it into the trash can nearby.
The girl threw away the tissue, then sat back on the sofa with a smile, staring at him blankly without speaking.
"Come here, let's go after dinner. How about I take you to visit my room? You haven't been to my room yet, right?"
Nakano Mayu looked at Quail-senpai who was as bright as a summer flower when she pursed her lips and smiled softly, and her mood became happy.
Little Quail's emotions seem to be very contagious, right?
When she is happy, she will also become happy unconsciously...
When I saw her feeling aggrieved and sad, my heart seemed to be tugging at something...
"Take...a tour of the room?!"
The little quail, who was still smiling unconsciously, thought of something after hearing his words, and his eyesight became a little wandering. After hesitating for a moment, he asked with a pretty blush:
"No...Is it okay if I don't visit?"
