The king of training starting from Sakurasou

This was the first time the two of them communicated alone. Touma was the kind of person who didn't talk much, and Mashiro was the type who wouldn't speak unless asked. Without Qianliu to act as 02's lubricant, the two of them stayed silent the whole way. Go to the classroom floor and separate.

.....Hmm..., it's omelette rice.

On the rooftop during lunch break, Qianliu opened his lunch box. Every day at noon, he opened his lunch box which he looked forward to. He guessed what kind of food was inside, just like drawing cards in a game.

In addition to...omelette rice, there are also side salads made of sliced ​​pickled olives mixed with lettuce, as well as new salad dressings and tomato sauces simply made with vinegar, pepper and olive oil.

By the way, there won't be any eggshells in it today, right?

Suddenly thinking of something, Qianliu said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hina, who was leaning on his shoulder, immediately said.

He blinked in confusion, then recalled the noon a few days ago, and said with a slight blush: I hate it.

, you are still: holding a grudge against my omelet.

Hahaha, I really can't forget that...omelet.

snort.

Cutely tilting her head, Yang Nai said angrily: Well... the omelette is hard to eat, right?

It's not that...it doesn't taste good.

Qianliu smiled and looked at Hina: It would be better to say that it is simply unpalatable, extremely unpalatable!

It doesn't matter, anyway... my master's greatest advantage is not his cooking skills.

Hina didn't take it seriously and said it coldly, but when she thought of Qianliu's troubled expression at that time when she finished eating even though she frowned, she secretly smiled happily.

Qianliu saw it and didn't expose it. Instead, he lowered his head and enjoyed the lunch.

“What other dishes do you like?”

Hina hid her snickering and pretended to be angry.

Hmm... Qianliu thought for a moment: I prefer food with sauce flavor, French clear soup, and Chinese cuisine.

But I don't know how to cook Chinese food.

Haruna couldn't hold back her expression and was quite discouraged.

I'm very satisfied now. By the way, do you know how to make soup?

Qianliu asked while eating salad.

Um, are they made from wheat? Barley?

It gushes out on its own. I heard that there is a large pool in northern France, which is filled with clear amber-colored soup. It is very beautiful.

Hina looked in disbelief.........belief.

Qianliu continued seriously: There seems to be fish in it, it's called French fish consommé.

You are talking nonsense

Of course it's nonsense, Hina-chan, are you really a teacher?

Hey! You're too much!

Hina's face gradually turned red, and even her slender neck was dyed red. She clenched her fist with her left hand and hit him with a bang: Qianliu-san, you are so mean! This is so inappropriate! Your attitude is very inappropriate!

The way she sincerely protested was so funny and cute that Qianliu couldn't help laughing.

After the fun, Hina held her chin up and watched him enjoy the food she had made with so much emotion, and the corners of her mouth naturally curved beautifully.

Qianliu saw her gentle eyes, and her pupils as bright as emeralds reflected his appearance, and asked: Do you want to eat?

Hmph...ah!

Opening her moist lips, Hina waited for him to feed her into his mouth.

When the rice wrapped in egg skin was placed in Harina's mouth, Qianliu found that she had no reaction to such a slightly intimate gesture.

After packing the lunch box, surrounded by the sound of the piano from the music room downstairs, at this moment, Hina, who was leaning on Qianliu's shoulder, was far away from the worry and uncertainty that had lingered in her heart for fear of being discovered.

In her mind, she turned the emotions welling up from the deepest part of her heart into silence, being careful to prevent them from disintegrating.

Living until now, she felt that this moment might be the happiest time.

Haruna thought so in her heart, her body was immersed in the happy time, her whole body was warm, and her lips were always smiling because of joy and happiness.

Happy time is always short, and lunch break is...a rare time for two people to get together during the day.

When leaving, Haruna was obviously a little nostalgic.

Emotions are contagious, and even Qianliu was touched, but he knew that it wouldn't be long before he wouldn't need to think so much.

It wasn't until after school that he took Mashiro home, and then went to the music classroom to tell Touma to go home early. He led the two girls out of the school, watched her get into the taxi, and then Chiryu and Mashiro slowly walked back to Sakurasou.

I'm back.

Taking the ingredients purchased at Supermarket 077, Qianliu changed into shoes at the entrance.

Ah! Brother!

Kobato, who was originally wearing a gothic lolita outfit, was drinking tomato juice from a wine glass and watching TV with Rikka. When she saw Qianliu coming back, the eyes of the blond lolita with heterochromatic eyes suddenly sparkled.

Kukuku, my family, why didn't you go home last night?

Something's wrong, what's wrong?

Qianliu responded casually and took a moment to glance at the TV screen. A girl wearing a red dress appeared on the screen. Her dress was simpler than the clothes Xiaojiu was wearing now.

In addition, there is another girl who is instantly recognizable as a magical girl. She is wearing a fluttering white costume. This one is probably the protagonist. On the screen, two girls are attacking each other with magic in the air.

The explosion scenes are full of speed and the magic performances are also very gorgeous. Even if you have no idea what the story is going on, just watching it is very interesting.

Kukuku, you are just a familiar. You must report your whereabouts to me at any time when you go out in the future.

Xiaojiu, who looked very dissatisfied, solemnly stated, and then muttered in a low voice: You are such an idiot for making people worry for so long!

The phone is out of battery, sorry.

After giving his sister a slap on the head, Qianliu is very familiar with how to comfort Kojiu.

Chapter 81 Building a Game Engine