"What you're doing is wrong. That's not how salmon is processed."
Tsuchimikado Mahri glanced at it and said, "I'll teach you."
“I really haven’t handled salmon.”
Haruhiko smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, Sister Mari."
He said and handed over the kitchen knife.
But Tsuchimikado Mari grabbed his wrist.
She moved behind Haruhiko and said, "Remember the steps clearly."
Two people clinging to each other.
Haruhiko could feel warm breaths hitting his ears.
At the same time, a soft touch came from the back.
He looked down and saw Tsuchimikado Mari's hands, which were as clear as white jade.
At this time, he was holding the fish with his left hand and holding his hand with his right hand, and was slicing it.
Her hands are also warmer than the average human's.
But not enough to burn.
This gave Haruhiko a special experience.
He quickly gathered his thoughts and started studying seriously.
But it’s so difficult.
As Tsuchimikado Mari cut vegetables, her body also swayed.
Fortunately, the ordeal ended quickly.
Haruhiko subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Tsuchimikado Marri's eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc.
She rested her chin on Haruhiko's shoulder, sniffed, and said, "This smell is really alluring."
These words are particularly like the big bad wolf who saw the little white rabbit.
You're not going to be eaten, are you?
Dangerous thoughts flashed through Haruhiko's mind.
Tsuchimikado Marri withdrew her hand and said, "For the rest, just follow what I just taught you."
Her expression returned to calmness.
It was as if what he just said was just an illusion.
Haruhiko nodded.
After a while, all the seafood has been processed.
"You stand back."
Tsuchimikado Mari said.
Haruhiko was confused.
Now there is only one final step left, which is to boil the water and cook the seafood.
What does it mean to step back?
But he still kept some distance.
Tsuchimikado Mahri raised her eyebrows slightly, as if lava was spreading under her fair skin.
The hot breath made her hair flutter and turn into flames.
Her eyes turned red, and blue butterflies appeared and surrounded her.
The original suit jacket and hip skirt were turned into ashes.
In the light, he put on a red kimono.
A pair of big white legs are exposed.
But the left leg is wearing black silk and the right leg is wearing white silk.
This is the demon body of Shiranui.
Haruhiko's eyes widened.
Sure enough, she and Xue Ji are two completely different extremes.
But what about cooking a hot pot?
Haruhiko twitched the corner of his mouth, unable to understand.
But it does heal pretty quickly.
In less than a minute, the seafood hotpot is already cooked.
Tsuchimikado Marri tilted her head and said, "Take it out and be careful not to burn it."
Haruhiko immediately did so.
After he left, Tsuchimikado Mari's body returned to its original state.
But not even a strand of hair.
When fighting, she wears special clothes.
But on weekdays, she dresses like an ordinary secretary.
Mari Tsuchimikado took out her clothes, put them on, and walked out of the kitchen.
Haruhiko glanced at it and was slightly startled.
She was wearing kimono pajamas.
In other words, she just... hiss!
Haruhiko suppressed the unnecessary image and seriously dealt with the food in front of him.
The hot pot cooked with Shiranui fire is really good.
After eating, Haruhiko didn't waste time and started meditating.
Tachibana Yui looked at him not far away, and she subconsciously curled the hair around her ears with her fingers.
If nothing else, he is quite diligent.
If it were anyone else, he might have fallen a long time ago.
In this regard, he is similar to Youye.
time flies.
Night falls.
Haruhiko opened his eyes.
He was slightly startled.
Tachibana Yui was lying on her side on the sofa, with a calm face and even breathing, as if she was sleeping.
Have you been guarding yourself?
Haruhiko's heart moved, he stepped forward and squatted down.
Looking closer, her face seems to be very small.
Probably the legendary slap face.
Because of the side-lying position, Haruhiko could see her collarbone and two white suspenders.
"I don't eat lollipops, I'm not a child!"
Tachibana Yui suddenly started talking in her sleep, "It's so annoying, you guy, don't touch my head!"
Haruhiko was stunned.
Are you talking about me?
How obsessed are you with touching your head?
The next second, Tachibana Yui licked the corner of her mouth and said, "It's delicious! I like the oversized lollipops best!"
Haruhiko looked strange when he heard this.
It turns out you are such a real white aunt.
"you you you!"
Tachibana Yui opened her eyes drowsily and was immediately startled.
She stood up, her face covered with red clouds.
"Aunt Mashiro, good evening."
Haruhiko greeted with a smile.
"What did you hear?"
Tachibana Yui suddenly felt panicked and asked anxiously.
She didn't expect to fall asleep on the couch.
Probably because I was too tired from the concert during the day.
But she occasionally talks in her sleep.
"No."
Haruhiko shook his head and said.
Tachibana Yui looked at him suspiciously, but finally chose to believe it.
late at night.
Haruhiko lay on the bed, looking at the unfamiliar ceiling.
He couldn't sleep.
It’s hard to get used to being without Xue Ji.
He sighed.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Haruhiko opened the door in confusion.
Outside the door was Yui Tachibana in pajamas.
"Aunt Mashiro, what's the matter?"
"Let me in first."
Tachibana Yui raised her face and said.
Damn it, what kind of Japanese plot is this?
Haruhiko stepped aside in shock.
Tachibana Yui got on the bed. She leaned her back against the wall and said, "Come sit here."
Haruhiko was startled for a moment and realized something.
Do you want to chat?
He sat next to Tachibana Yui.
A faint fragrance filled the air.
"Did you grow up at Inari Shrine?"
Tachibana Yui moved her body, next to his arm.
A warm and soft touch came.
Haruhiko glanced.
She must have just taken a shower, and her skin had a faint pink color.
"Um."
Haruhiko nodded and said, "It started when I was eight years old."
Tachibana Yui remained silent.
How uncomfortable it must be for an eight-year-old child to be separated from his parents.
She raised her head and glanced at Haruhiko, then suddenly reached out her hand to rub his head.
But because of her height, her arms are not long enough.
Tachibana Yui simply stood up, hugged his head, and rubbed it hard.
Haruhiko suddenly felt his eyes go dark and his face was pressed by a tablet.
"And after that?"
Tachibana Yui asked again.
"that……"
As soon as Haruhiko spoke, Tachibana Yui noticed a problem.
A warm breath hit her abdomen.
She immediately let go of her hand, blushed, and sat down again.
Fortunately it was dark and could not be seen.
Haruhiko paused and started telling stories.
However, his life is not complicated, it should be said that it is extremely boring.
But Tachibana Yui felt more heartbroken.
After all, a child has lived on his own for so many years.
Haruhiko yawned and talked for almost two hours without realizing it.
"truth……"
He lowered his head and saw Yui Tachibana with hazy eyes.
Haruhiko was a little stunned.
He now found that Aunt Zhenbai seemed to be unexpectedly full of emotions.
He has a constitution that is prone to tears.
