"... Akita-"
About two hours after the start, Chitose fell asleep to fall back, whining in a pioneering voice. He's rolling his body as he is.
Thousands of years old don't have to worry about seeing their underwear because they are wearing shorts and tights today, but Zhou looks up at the clock as he throws the blanket that was on the couch for a while.
"Well isn't it a good idea to take a break? It's just after lunch."
"Right, it's lunch..."
"Mahiro's rice!
It was a cash thing, and a thousand years old was quickly resurrected when I heard it was midday rice.
He is getting up and tapping his desk lightly.
"What's for lunch today?
"Roast beef is the main thing today."
"It's a luxury from noon..."
"Remember Zhou-kun said he wanted to eat..."
"As much as I appreciate it."
He did say he wanted to eat it, but he didn't really think he could make it, so it looks like midday.
It seems that Zhou is less laborious than he imagined, so he went to lunch and ate meat to encourage him to study.
However, I felt like there was about one person who was full and didn't know if I would encourage her to study, but well it was up to her, so don't dare go in there.
"Then I'll get it ready, so please wait."
"Oh, I'll help you with the meal, too."
They take the time to study to make it, and they usually cook it in the first place.
If you offer to help as usual, midday laughs small and nods, "Please".
I'm just finished cooking and warming and serving already, so I really only have about a meal to help... it would be better than watching without doing anything.
"Clean up on the table for all three of you, I'll get you a cloth..."
"No, nothing -"
"Tell me after you've dealt with that obnoxious face."
After midday I stood first and headed to the kitchen as I finally narrowed my eyes to a thousand years laughing at.
While I was removing the cloth towel that was folded and put together from the cage, wet and squeezed, I had a potage pan on the stove that I had in the fridge at midday.
"Zhou-kun, cut the lettuce a thousand later. We're cutting other vegetables."
"Aye."
As cheap as that is, I hand the wet cloth towel to the tree and then go back to the kitchen, wash my hands and cut the lettuce handed to me at midday into two whole balls and a thousand pieces.
Plenty because there are three belly-up boys high school students on top of the five.
It seems well understood that boys' high school appetite would not be insulted at midday, and plenty of other vegetables were available. Well, sometimes this is about her desire to be nourished.
"... it's incredible because it's unconscious."
"Hey."
"There's no curtain in many ways."
I felt a voice like that pointed at me behind me as I slammed the lettuce into the bowl.
A five-person dish lines up on the table.
Of course, there is plenty of roast beef available, and even three boys in high school have a satisfactory amount. The corn potage was quantitatively free.
By the way, it's rice in a pre-survey about whether you want bread or rice, and this one is also free to change. It was a delightful specification around the Americans.
"Enjoy it"
At midday when they proceeded to cook to everyone with a more angelic smile than usual, the four put their hands on the dish with their hands together and words of gratitude.
"Umeh"
Smile as if you were relieved at midday in a tree that quickly carries roast beef to your mouth and raises your voice.
"Delicious, Mr. Vertebra."
"Thank you. Even so, the cooking arm has very little to do with it because it's not very flavored."
"Be humble again."
It's humble, and I laugh at the trees that eat out of hunger or momentum.
He eats meat that is "delicious" while grinning for thousands of years. The momentum is no less than that of a tree, and the broken roast beef disappears more and more.
Since the doorstep is eating calmly, they also want the doorstep to be apprenticed.
Zhou also lags behind them and mouths roast beef.
The roast beef is too hot to be entertaining, but this roast beef is flamed with good salt plums and is soft and moist.
I can barely feel the crunch, and the taste of the meat hasn't escaped, so every time I chewed it, the taste overflowed in my mouth.
(Meat is good after all)
Even Zhou, who doesn't like meat as much for boys high school, this is still delicious. Although I like to cook anything in the middle of the day rather than delicious.
Hmm, sigh of happiness and loosen your cheeks.
"Mr. Vertebra is a good cook, after all. I've been watching lunch, but it always seemed delicious."
"I'm glad you said that."
"I can't cook. I'm depressed when I think about living alone in college or something."
"... some people live alone even though they can't cook, right?
"You're talking about me."
I felt blamed for being distant, but it's true and I can't complain.
Rather, it is natural that this much is said and taken care of as much as it should have been grounded at midday.
"No, it's true that I can't reach it, and I really appreciate it every day."
"Beh, I didn't blame you for anything. I don't like cooking for Zhou-kun."
"Really? Good."
I wouldn't have been able to get back on my feet if they told me I didn't like this or something. I didn't even think they'd say that.
"Somehow, are you really the type to exhaust Mr. Vertebra? I'm going to be a good wife."
"Whoa, daughter-in-law..."
"Yu-chan, say something nice."
What a lovely nickname to call the side of the gate lasts a thousand years.
"Mahiro doesn't seem to need daughter-in-law training."
"Rather, it's the level where you come to daughter-in-law training at midday."
"That's delicious, but hey, you don't have a horse"
"Horse?"
"Yeah, it's nothing. Well, it's enough for you to teach me how to cook. Nice to meet you, Mahiro."
In the millennium staring at midday with a smile containing something, midday subtly shrunk his shoulders and dyed his cheeks.