Madam, Your Hairstyle is Dangerous

"Itsuki?"

Nino looked surprised, "You…what are you doing to help?"

She was only interrupted by a strong kiss last night, so it's fine not to be angry, but now she's actually offering to help… Could he be brainwashed by an Asakawa bastard like Miku?

Miku who was about to raise her hand, put her hand down.

The air suddenly calmed down.

Even Itsuki who was sluggish with only meat buns on his head found something amiss in the atmosphere, and hastily explained:

"That… Asakawa-san himself is very difficult, and I want to help you out once in a while."

Lie.

As soon as you lie, your eyes will become erratic and you won't dare look at people, it's more accurate than a lie detector!

Naoki didn't really care, "Itsuki, come into the kitchen."

As long as someone helps wash the dishes, I don't expect some stupid person to cook.

Go to the kitchen.

"Tie the apron, be careful to get your clothes dirty." Naoki opened the cupboard and took out two aprons.

"Understood."

Itsuki took the apron and wrapped it around his body. Apparently, she rarely wore an apron before. Now she leaned forward and stretched his arms back to grope. She looked very awkward like a little bear breaking corn.

"Phew~..."

After tying the apron, Itsuki was satisfied and relieved, "Asakawa-san, what do I do next?"

"Tie your hair first." Naoki was working on the spareribs, preparing to boil the foam in the water, "Better make a ball head like Miku so it doesn't get wet."

"A ball head..." Itsuki recalled Miku's ball head in the kitchen when she came to visit last weekend, "I've never done it, so I don't know how to do it."

"Do you want me to tie you up?" Naoki said casually, "I'm very confident about tying the ball head."

"You man, why are you so skilled at this kind of thing!"

Itsuki said angrily, "As long as I tie my hair and don't put it in the water, it's fine, I don't have to tie the ball head, but a side ponytail is fine, right?"

"Is it normal to tie a side ponytail?"

"Of course! Don't treat me like a three year old!"

Itsuki removed the star hairpins on the left and right temples, and quickly tied his hair into a side ponytail. The girl's hairstyle changed, giving people a different feeling.

Naoki set his sights on Itsuki.

"A-Asakawa-san?"

Itsuki's face slightly blushed, his right hand gently supporting the side ponytail, slightly embarrassed, "What are you looking at me for?"

Is it to bully me like in the bedroom?

This is the kitchen, that kind of thing I will never tolerate you again!

Naoki wiped his hands: "Madam, your hairstyle is dangerous…"

"Eh?"

Itsuki suddenly opened his eyes wide, and after two seconds, his cheeks turned red and hot steam billowed out.

"You… what are you talking about!"

"Dirty!"

"God damn it!"

It's an exclusive title that can only be called after marriage. Obviously it wasn't even a relationship, it was just an ordinary relationship between neighbors, friends, tutors and students, how dare you mention that!

This is no longer a bully, but a hentai hooligan!

Nino often said that you were a bad pervert, and I even helped you to defend yourself. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have helped!

"Wait-"

Seeing Itsuki's reddened face and angry eyes, as if she was going to take out his cell phone to call the police in the next moment, Naoki hastily stretched out his right hand, "Have you never heard of this?"

"Of course not!"

Who else would say lewd things like that except you?

"I'm going out!"

Itsuki turned around to run away.

It was only in the dream last night, it was very dangerous to summon Cthulhu alone. In the morning, I can forgive you reluctantly and in the bedroom ... Now that you call me madam, you are clearly trying to be a hooligan, and I will never forgive you again!

*BAMM*

Naoki banged Itsuki against the wall, blocking Itsuki's escape, "Itsuki, listen to my explanation."

"Did you say this before in the bedroom?"

Itsuki turned his head and said, "I'm not listening."

"Okay, then you can see with your eyes."

Seeing eyes?

Itsuki opened his eyes wide, his eyes moved downwards involuntarily, and she panicked.

Dirty! satire! Abnormal! Gorilla! You really want me to see that kind of thing, so this is your real face!

Itsuki rejected his complaint: "I called someone!"

Naoki said, "Come after seeing it."

"Lust, lecherous!"

Itsuki was so angry that she was like a rolling ball. She was clenching his fists to tell Naoki what One Punch Man was, when the phone suddenly picked up in front of her.

"...Eh?"

Itsuki stared confusedly at the Internet, and many photos had the same hairstyle as her.

"Madam, your hairstyle is dangerous."

"Side ponytail hair is death… The second level of danger after Conan-kun's presence…"

"Have you seen?" Naoki pulled back his cell phone "I just made a rant, so I'm not bullying you."

"What…" Itsuki let go of his fist and looked away in embarrassment, "To suddenly talk about such a strange hairstyle, few people would know about it."

Naoki opened the door and shouted, "Miku, what hairstyle is the most dangerous?"

Miku tilted her head to look and said curiously, "This is a side ponytail."

"It's fine, keep watching TV."

Naoki closed the door and looked at Itsuki "You heard that?"

Itsuki: "..."

I'm so sorry I couldn't catch up!

"If there are no other problems, you can wash the ingredients." Naoki put down his phone and turned around to handle the shrimp, "Hurry up and don't be in a daze."

...

"Finally washed."

Washing the last potato, Itsuki sighed in satisfaction.

"Not bad." Naoki nodded lightly, "You can go out for a snack."

Itsuki didn't leave, but squeezed the apron with his fingers and whispered, "I have something I want to ask Asakawa-san."

"What is it?"

Naoki turned to look at Itsuki.

"Can you let me dream of my mother?" Itsuki looked ahead.

"Everything that happened in the dream was super real, it felt like being in another timeline…" Itsuki bit his lower lip, "Even in a dream, I want to hug my mom again, talk to my mom, eat my mom's cooking… so please asked Asakawa-san."

I see.

No wonder if you don't eat snacks and offer to help in the kitchen, it turns out that you want to customize your own dream.

You can't be Freud, the master of nightmares, and you can't control dreams the way you want!

Naoki wiped his hands and said calmly, "You should know when you dream and what you dream. You can't control it, can you?

"Ugh, is that true…" Itsuki whispered, "I'm taking it for granted."

Seeing the bright light in the girl's eyes rapidly dimming, Naoki was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not impossible..."