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Hayakawa can't see a face like that.

Yotsuba slapped her face hard, trying to calm herself down, but she couldn't.

The name Hayakawa Yotsuba had such a strong impact on her that she simply couldn't resist it.

"I need to go to the bathroom and wash my face quickly, otherwise people will misunderstand and think I have a fever."

Yotsuba quickly took the takeout into the house, and as she went into the bathroom, she said to Hayakawa, "Hayakawa, I've put the takeout on the table."

"Ok."

Hayakawa's voice came from the kitchen: "Eat something if you're hungry."

I'm not hungry.

Yotsuba said something, then turned on the tap, filled her hand with cold water, and splashed it on her face, which relieved the burning sensation.

That's good...

Yotsuba looked at the boy in the mirror, his face dripping with water and his head adorned with a black butterfly hair ornament, and for a moment she felt a little dazed.

Just by looking at their appearances, even she herself couldn't quite tell if it was Yotsuba or Nino, so Hayakawa probably couldn't tell either.

If Hayakawa and Nino get together in the future, will I still be able to pretend to be Nino like this? Will I still be able to visit Hayakawa's house like this and eat the dinner he cooks?

Will I be called Hayakawa Yotsuba again, like before...?

"..." Liu";j=iu (five) eight Linwu

Yotsuba stared at herself in the mirror for a long time, then revealed an expression before splashing some water on her face.

Okay, stop overthinking.

Nino is Nino, and I am myself; I cannot become Nino.

The cold water flowed down her face, and Yotsuba's confused mind cleared up a bit. The girl took a deep breath and walked out of the room.

Yotsuba sat down in the chair and waited as before.

She looked towards the kitchen and could see a figure busy at the counter.

See, that's the difference. She can only sit in a chair and wait to eat, without even the ability to go and help. If it were Nino, the two of them would definitely be busy in the kitchen together.

That's how it is now. I'm just sitting in a chair waiting. This is how it is now as Hayakawa's classmate, and it will be the same as it is in the future as Hayakawa's sister-in-law. Nino, on the other hand, is the one who can be in the kitchen with him.

"..."

Yotsuba withdrew her gaze and sat properly in the chair, like a well-behaved and adorable doll.

……

Because he chose dishes that could be made as quickly as possible, Hayakawa cooked quite quickly, since he was a little hungry and didn't want Yotsuba to wait any longer.

"Awaited."

Wearing thick gloves, Hayakawa carried out plates full of food one by one and placed them on the table. He served Yotsuba a bowl of rice and handed it to her, then poured her a glass of cola before saying, "You can eat now."

"Thanks…"

Yotsuba's spirits were inexplicably low. Upon hearing this, she first thanked him, took a bite of eel, and before Hayakawa could ask, her eyes lit up. She picked up several more pieces and stuffed them into her mouth, even though her tongue was burning from the heat, she couldn't help but continue eating.

The eel, with its sweet and savory flavor, is cooked to perfection, resulting in a tender and bouncy texture with a slightly charred aroma. It's simply the perfect accompaniment to rice in the world.

"It's really delicious." Yotsuba realized she had been eating too quickly, so she quickly stopped eating, covered her mouth, and said with a flushed face, "Did you really make this, Hayakawa? It tastes like..."

Feeling the deliciousness in her mouth, Yotsuba felt that it was no worse than the dishes Nino made with care, and could even be compared to those of a head chef in a high-end restaurant.

Chapter 421 Feeding Four-Leaf Clover

"No, no!"

Yotsuba sensed that something was amiss.

Hayakawa is just a student, not a professional chef. How could he possibly compare to a head chef in a restaurant? Maybe there's something wrong with his sense of taste.

Could it be that…

Yotsuba's face inexplicably turned red, and she quickly buried her face in it, pretending to eat quickly.

Is this what they call...beauty is in the eye of the beholder?

Because it was made by someone I like, the dish, which was not as good as Nino's, received a much higher rating in my heart than Nino's.

"Is this what liking someone is...?"

Yotsuba blinked, picked up her chopsticks, and ate one bite at a time. The eel wrapped in rice had a sticky, salty-sweet flavor that she thoroughly enjoyed.

So this is what liking someone feels like...

……

After finishing her meal, Yotsuba, feeling full, lay down on the sofa. Her belly swelled up like a hamster that had drunk too much water, and she rubbed against the sofa, releasing her boundless energy.

"Haha...I'm done eating."

A naive, innocent smile spread across her face, her contented cheeks flushed with a faint blush, and her squinted eyes held a hint of drowsiness, making her look exceptionally adorable.

Feeling sleepy after eating is no different from a child.

Hayakawa glanced at her, then got up and took all the empty bowls of rice to the kitchen, putting them directly into the dishwasher and pressing the one-button wash button.

The hardest part about cooking isn't cooking, but preparing the ingredients and washing the dishes. So Hayakawa bought a dishwasher. It's quiet and cleans well. Although it takes a long time, Hayakawa isn't in a hurry; he's always been very patient.

Some people say that dishwashers are a waste of money, but actually, if you're willing to spend the money, you can still buy one. In comparison, cooking machines are the real waste of money.

After putting down the bowls, Hayakawa returned to the kitchen, only to find Yotsuba lying on the sofa cosplaying as an amphibian, mimicking the movements of a crocodile on TV and performing a death roll.

"..."

Hayakawa remained silent for a long time, his gaze fixed on what seemed like an undeveloped monkey, before asking expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing..." Hayakawa felt that he said this most often when facing Yotsuba, because she would always do some inexplicable things that he couldn't understand the logic at all, and he would involuntarily become curious about her strange behavior and then ask this question.

My God, this woman is terrifying; she's trying to control me.

Yotsuba was lying on the sofa at the time. After hearing the sound, she stopped rolling around and, after two seconds, she raised her head and said, "Um... I'm on a diet."

Hayakawa looked puzzled, and the question almost slipped out again.

"Look, you ate a lot at dinner just now."

With a hint of panic and embarrassment, Yotsuba blushed and hurriedly said, "So you think I'll gain weight? Isn't it normal to exercise a little? You agree, right? Even I don't want to gain weight."

"Ugh…"

Hayakawa sighed somewhat speechlessly and said, "With your usual level of exercise, you won't gain weight even if you don't roll around."

Seeing that Hayakawa was no longer questioning her actions, Yotsuba quickly brushed it off, scratching her head and feigning ignorance, saying, "I hadn't planned ahead."

Actually, she was indeed imitating the movements of a crocodile on TV, but she wasn't imitating how crocodiles hunt; rather…

Just now, Yotsuba happened to see a video on an animal program showing a crocodile rolling to its death. It was a brutal hunting scene, but Yotsuba suddenly thought of something else, a strange direction.

"Hey? Do crocodiles roll around like that when they mate?"

This strange idea suddenly appeared in Yotsuba's not-so-bright little head, and her face immediately became hot. She wanted to stop fantasizing but couldn't.

On a hazy night, a young girl in love visits the home of the boy she likes. For Yotsuba, who has no experience in romance, this experience is still quite novel.

Novelty often brings excitement.

"Wow, this movement feels so good..."

Yotsuba covered her face, feeling that she would never be able to look at crocodiles the same way again.

The girl had just finished eating and was feeling drowsy, so she was a little confused. By the time she realized what was happening, her body was already rolling around inexplicably, and then Hayakawa noticed her.

"Phew, thank goodness I reacted quickly, otherwise it would have been a disaster."

Yotsuba Nakano felt both relieved and embarrassed. How could she have suddenly thought of such an abnormal thing? Was her mind actually full of such thoughts?

Am I actually a really OxOx girl?!

Yotsuba's heart tightened instantly, her heartbeat quickened, and she tapped her head twice to try and forget all those memories.

No matter what, getting away with it is a good thing!

However, something seemed off about my conversation with Hayakawa just now…

"Where exactly is it?"

Yotsuba tilted her head, deep in thought, but couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"Would you like some dessert?"

Hayakawa's voice rang out from the side: "I'll bring it to you."

"I want to eat!"

Yotsuba's eyes lit up instantly, and she threw all her doubts and the excuse she had just used for dieting to the wind, and quickly sat up.

No girl can resist sweets, and even Yotsuba, who loves sports the most, is full of love for cakes and desserts.

Hayakawa brought over an exquisitely packaged box, which contained the gift and fruit that Yotsuba had just brought as an apology.

"Huh? This..."

Yotsuba was taken aback when she saw the wagashi (Japanese sweets), then hesitated before looking at Hayakawa and whispering, "No way, this is a gift I gave you to apologize for, how can you give it to me?"

"I have forgiven you."

Hayakawa was too lazy to hide it anymore, since Yotsuba, that idiot, wouldn't even realize that she had been exposed.

He sat down next to Yotsuba, opened the box, and placed it between them. Before Yotsuba could refuse, Hayakawa looked at her and said, "Let's eat together, is that alright?"

"Oh well…"

Seeing this, Yotsuba finally couldn't refuse, reached out and took one, stuffing it into her mouth, her face filled with happiness.

Sure enough, the pastries that made her queue for so long and even bought as an apology gift must be her favorite.

Giving it to her to eat was the right thing to do.

Hayakawa stared at her for two seconds before looking away. He then took a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and the soft texture was like a fluffy cloud.

Is that a newly opened Japanese confectionery shop near the school? I'll check it out sometime.

Hayakawa was thinking to himself when he noticed that Yotsuba had stopped eating and was secretly observing him from the side, her face displaying a variety of expressions.

"Why don't you eat?"

Hayakawa frowned slightly and asked.

"Ah, I've already eaten."

Yotsuba blinked, feigning ignorance, and said, "I just ate one, didn't you see?"

I've been watching you since just now, but I haven't seen you eat anything.

Chapter 422 I am Nino!

Hayakawa saw Yotsuba sitting on the sofa in a daze and knew that she definitely wouldn't eat it; she would just pretend to eat it.

"Come on, eat."

Hayakawa thought for a moment, then reached out and took a piece of pastry from the box, stuffing it into Yotsuba's mouth.

Nakano Yotsuba's face quickly turned red, and she hurriedly avoided Hayakawa's hand. Especially after she inadvertently noticed the faint playfulness on Hayakawa's face, her eyes became even more evasive.

"No... no need..."

Yotsuba stammered, her words incoherent: "I'll eat it myself."

After saying that, she reached out to take the pastry from Hayakawa's hand, but Hayakawa didn't give her the chance and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

"Well…"

Yotsuba's mouth was stuffed full, and her puffed-out cheeks and eyes glared at Hayakawa with a mixture of shame, indignation, and grievance.

"Who told you not to eat?"

Hayakawa fed her one piece and then stopped, while Yotsuba, after being thoroughly "humiliated" by him, gave up in despair and started stuffing pieces into her mouth one by one in a fit of pique, quickly finishing off the entire box of pastries.

So delicious

Yotsuba licked her fingertip, but realized that it was obviously not very elegant in front of the boy, so she quickly put it down as if nothing had happened.