My Tokyo Love Game Has Big Problems

Chapter 107 The Impact of Choice (Page 12)

"Excuse me~"

Aitaniti opened the door, and Tamako Hosokawa behind her also said something.

"Okay, you two, there's no one here, go in quickly."

Tamaki Hikaru was holding two bags of ingredients and pushed the two of them from behind angrily.

Aitaniti put away the key to Tamaki Hikari's door and put it into her pocket.

Tamaki Hikaru and Yachiyo Yayoi also walked in and closed the door.

During the day, I had said that I would teach Aitaniti to cook, but since everyone was together, I simply invited everyone to have a meal together.

Tamaki Hikaru changed his shoes and realized that he didn't have that many spare pairs of slippers at home.

But fortunately, the girls all wore thick stockings or pantyhose, so they wouldn't feel cold even if they stepped on the floor.

"Huh? Whose shoes do these belong to?"

The sharp-eyed Aitaniti saw a pair of women's short boots that were out of place in the shoe cabinet, and her eyes gradually became dangerous.

She hadn't even left anything of her own here, but someone was faster than her.

You must know that the real close relationship between boys and girls is not as simple as superficial harmony or intimacy.

Does the other person have slippers specially prepared for you in their shoe cabinet? Are there any toiletries in the bathroom that you used?

It goes without saying what it means when a woman can gradually fill a corner of her own in the room of another man living alone.

Tamaki Hikaru glanced at the pair of shoes left by Imadegawa Himetsu, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

This is really hard to explain. Who comes to your house and doesn’t even bring back shoes? She went back barefoot? Or didn't go back at all?

Hosokawa Tamako suddenly recalled the scene in the library, and suddenly made some ridiculous speculations.

"Ahem, last time a friend was in an emergency and ran away wearing slippers. Don't worry about it."

What a lie.

It was obvious that it was a lie without guessing. Aitaniti took a second look, thinking about how to throw away the shoes later.

Hosokawa Tamako heard Tamaki Hikari's deception and was a little scared at first, but Yachiyo Yayoi and Aitaniti both looked indifferent.

She could only follow him into Tamaki Hikaru's room.

Entering the room of the opposite sex for the first time, Hosokawa Tamako couldn't help but look around curiously, although she knew it seemed a bit rude to do so.

But compared to Aitaniti next to her, she seemed much more polite.

Aitaniti seemed to have great energy and interest, touching here and there in Tamaki Hikari's room.

The simple furnishings and layout of this room seemed to her like a new world, full of desire to explore.

It wasn't until she wanted to get under Tamaki Hikari's bed to see if there was anything hidden that she was pulled out by Tamaki Hikari by his collar.

"Don't rummage through other people's rooms."

Tamaki Hikaru carried Aitaniti towards the kitchen, muttering to himself.

"Besides, didn't I say I would teach you how to cook today? Why don't you come to the kitchen with me?"

The overly excited Aitaniti was taken away by Tamaki Hikari, leaving only Hosokawa Tamako and Yachiyo Yayoi in the living room.

Hosokawa Tamako moved uneasily, trying to stay as hidden as possible and stay a little away from this gloomy and scary guy.

Yachiyo Yayoi didn't care about her obvious little actions, she just turned her head and looked at this familiar room.

She spent the night in this room a few days ago, and when she came back a few days later, she didn't feel any change.

Also, a man who lives alone will not only clean the room but also add some decorations from time to time like girls.

Even the sheets and bedding were still the same as the ones he had covered himself with, which meant that Tamaki Hikari might have been smelling her scent even when he slept in the past few days.

Thinking about it, Yachiyo Yayoi felt that the blood flow speed increased slightly.

He really doesn't pay attention to details at all, and it's too easy for people to think about him like this.

Yachiyo Yayoi's lips bulged inexplicably, and her fingertips gently slid on the table.

Ignoring the complicated thoughts of the two people in the living room, Tamaki Hikaru carried Aitaniti to the kitchen and began to teach Aitaniti how to handle it step by step.

Although Aitaniti sometimes behaves in ways that seem very impolite, she listens to Tamaki Hikari's words.

Carefully wash every vegetable leaf, and then clumsily but carefully cut the vegetables under Tamaki Hikaru's guidance.

The girl's serious and attentive appearance pleased Mitsuru Tamaki as a teacher.

No one would hate a clumsy but serious girl, and besides, she is really easy to learn.

He was just really stupid. If it weren't for Tamaki Hikari's quick eyesight and quick hands, he would have cut his hand several times.

"What's wrong? Am I really stupid?"

Aitaniti held up the kitchen knife and looked at Tamaki Hikari with an innocent face.

"That's not true. I just feel that if we continue like this, we will starve to death tonight without seeing any food."

Tamaki Hikaru pinched the center of his eyebrows, thinking that he would be able to start quickly by teaching Aitaniti to beat him first.

Unexpectedly, Aitaniti, who usually looks smart, turned out to be so poor in practical skills.

Ask her to peel a potato, and she can reduce its weight by half.

But you can't lose your patience when teaching people. Scolding at this time is very harmful to enthusiasm.

Tamaki Hikaru could only say this half-jokingly, while leaning out from the kitchen.

"You two, does anyone know how to cook? I think I might need a little help."

In order to still have food tonight, Tamaki Hikaru felt that it was necessary to increase the manpower.

Yachiyo Yayoi didn't even raise her head. At this moment, she was back in front of Tamaki Hikaru's desk, playing some suspicious little game.

Hosokawa Tamako looked left and right, and finally raised her hand awkwardly.

"That...if it's just a strike."

"That's great!"

When Hosokawa Tamako was also brought in, Tamaki Hikaru discovered the problem.

The small apartment kitchen would seem a bit crowded if three people were standing here.

Several people were bumping shoulders, and not only did the efficiency not improve, but it began to decline inexplicably for some reason.

Aitaniti didn't seem so serious anymore, and Hosokawa Tamako didn't know what she was thinking, and seemed a little afraid of herself.

"Forget it, Hosokawa-san, please teach her. You cut the ingredients first and wait for me to come back."

After the ingredients in Aitaniti's hands fell to the ground again, Tamaki Hikaru said helplessly.

"What are you going to do, Tamaki-kun?"

"Go buy some drinks. I forgot when I came here. I'll buy some snacks on the way."

If the ingredients continue to be wasted like this, whether there will be enough to eat is a question.

Tamaki Hikaru put on his shoes, opened the door, and finally looked back at the room.