A Misunderstood Mentor

Haa, haa, haa, haa

I'm running.

I have been on the mountain road for more than an hour since morning.

It's been a week since she came.

I thought that if we had dinner together every day, we would know something, but we still don't know who it is.

On the contrary.....

"Takumi. For now, do something about your saggy stomach." It's disgraceful. "

Y-Yes, I understand.

Every morning, with the sunrise, I was framed for marathon training.

"But I can't do it anymore. Just take a break....."

I sat down to rest in the shade of the tree.

However, from the top of the tree.....

Piiiiiii

Sue-san, senpai...

Sue, who had turned into a small red bird, was watching.

Sue, who has always been on my side, is now completely her loyal watchdog.No, it's the number one bird.

"T-That's not true, Sue-san.Look, it's really painful. If you run any longer, I'll fall. "

Jiu, and Sue observes me.

And then slowly cross the wings.....

Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

Noooo!! ", and created a batten.

"Sue-san's traitor!" It's because I don't know when I come back anymore!Stupid, stupid, stupid bird! "

”Piiiiiiiiiiiii!!”

Angry Sue slammed her head and ran out again.

I feel like my saggy stomach is crawling and tightening because I am running every day beyond my limit.

I've been training for three days, but this time I can't escape.

Moreover, life with her is not only physical, but also emotionally burdensome.

The rice is also quite noisy, the order of eating, the way the chopsticks are held, the balance between meat and vegetables, and the salt and seasoning.

Even though I didn't want to be loud enough about the food I was good at, I still couldn't resist her.

It was like a powerful curse, and from the depths of my body, I heard a voice saying, "Never defy her."

Azatose is more terrifying than anything else in the world.

It's not like I'm mistaken, I'm going to be really strong someday.

Pee, pee!

Two full hours. After a half-marathon, Sue yells her end.

I fell to the ground like that.

"It's a bit thick. This miso soup"

Well, it started again.

I finished running early in the morning and quickly made the miso soup today.

I intend to use fish alla, harmonize well with homemade miso made from soybeans, and finish lightly with tofu and wakame.

"Oh, but if you make it thinner, I don't think it will taste good."

With such a small voice, I will try to argue with her for the first time.

By the way, how small is your voice.....

"What's the matter, Takumi?" Did you say something?I didn't hear you, did I? "

Sitting on my shoulder, eating a miniature breakfast, Nurhachi (fake) whispers that you can't even hear.

But....

"I heard you, Takumi."

No, I didn't hear you.

Unintentionally, it pushes into my mind.

Nagoya's table froze in one word, and the ends, chloés, sonerions, and nurhachi (fake) that were eating together stiffened.

"Phew, if you don't think about both taste and health, it can't be a real dish.You still don't have enough training. "

If so, please make it yourself.

That's what I wanted to say, but of course I wouldn't.

But as if she heard my heart screaming, she headed towards the kitchen.

“Take a good look, Takumi.Cooking is the perfect balance of heart and soul. ”

As soon as she gripped the knife, it was as if the backlight had shone on her.

Glowing.

I didn't do anything difficult.

I'm just adding a few hands to my miso soup.

And yet, what was it!?

With each action, there is no waste of fine dust, and my miso soup changes during that time.

Finely seasoned and put in stock?

Is that a Yiddish!? I squeezed a small amount of yuzu, and the smell of the remaining fish was refreshed with citrus!

So, instead of diluting more miso, I'm adding something.What's that muddy white thing?Wheat? Rice? No. There was no such thing at home.Is that the hidden ingredient she brought with her?!

Too fast to grasp all of her cooking.

Really, in the blink of an eye, she made a new miso soup.

"Come on, let's have a bite."

Everyone is nailed to the new miso soup.

I didn't have to eat it.

This miso soup is way beyond my miso soup.

Her cuisine was so different that the dishes I had just cooked seemed to be the same.

”... it's like Takumi's top compatibility”

Nurhachi's (fake) words are dumbfounded.

The air surrounded by tension had changed with one of her dishes.

Everyone is enjoying the miso soup with their faces as if their facial muscles had collapsed.

"I have seen such a sight several times.And at the center of it, Takumi, there's always the Lord. "

When Nurhachi (false) stared at her with her tiny body, did you notice her gaze?

She looked at Nurhachi with a smile on her face.

"Be careful, Takumi. They're going to take it all away from me.It is not comparable to azatose.She's definitely the Rasbo of this world..... "

For a moment, her eyes widened wide, and at the same time, Nurhachi's (false) words were cut off.

Nu, Nuruhachi?

"...... Chi, chi, chi?"

All of a sudden, the magic power that had accumulated had disappeared.

Nurhachi (false) has returned to Nurhachi (true).

"Ah, you..."

Everything is being repainted by her.

Still, words don't last.

At the center of the table where I was always, as if I had been there for a long time, she reigned majestically.