Miku heard Natsuhiko's voice.
She pressed her lips together, not making a sound.
Natsuhiko smiled.
"You don't have to say anything if you don't want to."
He wasn't someone who kept pushing. If he were, he wouldn't only have Mai as his girl now, and it'd be the same with collecting youth points.
He'd only do what pleased him.
Getting youth points was just a bonus.
Like with that terribly bad cooking just now, if he could have eaten it without changing his face, he probably could have gotten a lot of youth points.
But he didn't do that either.
It was just because it went against his heart, that's all.
Miku's face looked a bit upset, as she opened her mouth with a hint of bitterness.
"Because Hiko always makes food for us and even taught Nino, I thought maybe I should try hard too."
Her eyes were tearful.
"The pasta I made at home just now was also criticized by everyone!"
"..."
Pasta, huh?
For some reason, Natsuhiko could already picture the awful scene.
The four sisters probably all made excuses to get away.
"I made it so carefully, why did it turn out like this?"
As if really feeling quite sorry, Miku lowered her head.
Why did it turn out like this?
Natsuhiko watched Miku, who was frowning, scratching her cheek, and had a bitter smile on her face.
How should he put it? Compared to Miku's interest in history, her talent in cooking was almost completely locked. If left alone, Miku might break down just because of this one thing, and have negative thoughts of self-doubt.
If that were to happen.
The Miku he liked would be impossible to fix.
Natsuhiko immediately spoke up.
"There's no need to worry about it. I think Miku just doing something like that is enough to make people happy."
"Besides, did Miku make the dish because she wanted to be praised by others?"
Miku shook her head right away.
He continued.
"I ate the dish you made, and because it was bad, I directly said it was bad, but I was happy, because it was you, Miku, who personally cooked the dish for me."
"Not being able to do something and not wanting to do something are two different things."
Miku tilted her head slightly to look at Natsuhiko, but saw him looking away as if talking to her cushion.
She finally showed a smile.
"It's not for you..."
Then she quickly got up, went to the fridge, took out a drink, and handed it over as if trying to please him.
It was clearly so he could wash away the bad taste of the unhealthy food.
Natsuhiko looked at Miku, who was deliberately acting flattering. He ignored the drink she handed him and went to the kitchen to find two buckets of instant noodles.
Miku's dim, frozen expression turned into a bright smile when she saw what Natsuhiko was holding.
Natsuhiko tore open the packaging of the instant noodles and handed one to her.
"Miku probably didn't eat well just now, right? I'm hungry too, so go make me a bowl of noodles!"
Judging from Miku's actions, she definitely didn't have the time or the heart to eat Nino's food just now, which meant she hadn't eaten and her stomach was empty.
"I'll go boil water now!"
Without asking why Natsuhiko didn't make a meal himself, Miku nodded, her eyes meeting Natsuhiko's without avoiding them.
She boiled the water, and got out some ham.
She tore open the ham, seasoning packet, and oil packet.
She poured in the boiling water.
"Mmm, smells good!"
Miku took a deep breath of the steam with the instant noodle smell, and quietly sat next to Natsuhiko.
Natsuhiko, on the other hand, stared straight ahead, completely focused on the instant noodles, as if there was something special and precious on them.
Before long.
Miku grabbed the instant noodles and chopsticks.
He took them and picked up a strand of noodles from the bowl with his chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.
Delicious!
Instant noodles are forever, one bowl lasts forever.
Miku on the other side also started eating.
Natsuhiko finished the instant noodles in a few bites, and then stared at Miku's face, which had turned red from the heat.
"See, even if you can't cook, instant noodles are fine, and they're delicious too."
A warm feeling emerged from the bottom of Miku's heart. A "touched" feeling spread throughout her heart and brain.
The sadness in her heart just now had disappeared without a trace, and the other emotions had run off to who knows where.
At the same time.
Miku also understood why she had come here now.
It turned out that she had subconsciously seen Natsuhiko as someone to rely on. Natsuhiko knew her secrets, taught her about the historical military commanders she liked, and they played games happily together.
There were no other words to express her feelings.
"I guess so!"
Miku understood and excitedly agreed.
Her hand, which was reaching for noodles, shook and splashed a few drops of noodle soup.
By chance, they landed on his hand.
"Is it hot?"
Miku asked with a straight face.
Natsuhiko was about to shake his head, but Miku grabbed his right hand, pulled it to her mouth, and gently pouted.
"I'll blow on it for you!"
"Is it not hot anymore?"
Natsuhiko's expression changed slightly.
He didn't think it was hot to begin with, but with Miku's unique breath, it felt like a tickle, and things started to get worse.
Hearing Miku's question.
Natsuhiko nodded in agreement.
"Finally did one thing right."
Zero Miku smiled happily and took back her hands holding Natsuhiko's, then restrained herself and finished all the remaining noodles
After eating the noodles, Miku took the initiative to clean up the dishes completely, and then went back to the living room.
If it were before, Miku would have gotten up to leave at this time, but for some reason, she now wanted to sit down and talk with Natsuhiko.
"Hiko, what kind of girls do you like?"
Without meaning to.
Miku asked this question.
She regretted it after asking. She hadn't expected herself to ask such a question, and her voice was so hesitant. Wasn't this a disguised confession?
She panicked a little for a moment, as if her heart had been exposed all at once.
Natsuhiko spoke in a gentle tone.
"I like pretty girls!"
He blinked at Miku.
Hearing this answer, Miku remembered Natsuhiko's title of "Harem King" at school.
That's right.
This was still the declaration they made together when they transferred schools that day.
Recalling Natsuhiko's shameless words that day, Miku bit her lip, suppressing her smile.
"Miku is also a pretty girl, the kind I want!"
Natsuhiko could clearly feel that Miku's feelings for him seemed to have reached a breaking point, struggling as if she was trying to suppress what she wanted to say. Having this rare chance alone, he also wanted to have further development with Miku.
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