Kitchen Killer

"You… what are you doing!"

"Of course it makes you remember this feeling with your body."

"You don't need to teach this kind of thing…"

"To avoid embarrassment in the home economy, teaching is necessary now."

Naoki's expression was serious, "A person who can't crack an egg with one hand will definitely not be believed."

"What a shame, why do you have to teach me, I can slowly learn by myself..."

"Do not talk too much." Naoki held Mafuyu's right hand, and the teacher-student relationship exchanged, "It takes a lot of effort to feel with the body."

Mafuyu finally chose to endure the humiliation.

Hands are so soft.

Although She was tall and slender, his hands were surprisingly small and soft, and one hand could only hold her.

Hair smells great.

This is obviously a very common brand of shampoo, but it smells really good. Maybe this is the advantage of adult women's cosmetics, right?

"You do it fast."

Mafuyu had a dangerous expression.

"Accept."

Naoki regained his senses, grabbed Mafuyu's right hand and started to beat the eggs.

"Crack."

"Such power is enough. After tapping, the thumb will push back this way…"

Cracking an egg with one hand was a perfect success, Naoki took a half step back and said solemnly:

"You don't remember one time, do you want to do it again?"

"No need."

Mafuyu's expression was serious: "That's enough now."

"Then try cracking the eggs yourself." Naoki picked up an egg and handed it over, "You have to practice more to really master this kind of thing."

Mafuyu took a light breath, took the egg, held it with three fingers, recalled the power and technique just now in his heart, and lightly tapped on the edge of the bowl.

Both hands are used together, and the egg is covered with a sticky liquid, which now breaks easily into the bowl.

Mafuyu who completed the egg-stirring challenge alone, slightly raised the corners of her lips.

Naoki was slightly dazed.

Mafuyu who always didn't smile, suddenly showed a smile like melting ice and snow, which was very cute and cute.

The reason for a smile should be a sense of accomplishment, right?

So if you're just breaking eggs, you're complacent too easily!

Aware of Naoki's gaze, Mafuyu immediately suppressed her smile, and turned into the "cold beauty without a smile" from school.

"Not bad, I'll give you four points this time." Naoki changed the subject, "Practice a few more times, let your body remember this feeling."

Direct teaching was successfully completed.

However this is only the first level in a cookbook that doesn't even have a step to break through.

"Next, I will follow the cookbook and finish cooking carefully." Mafuyu looked serious, picked up his chopsticks and started to beat the eggs, "This time we will definitely win."

"Next step is chopping onions..."

"Mafuyu sensei, I have a question." Naoki raised his hand to ask.

"Say."

Naoki asked curiously, "What are you going to cook tonight?"

"...Eh?"

Mafuyu scrambled the eggs for a bit, then hesitantly turned to look.

"You didn't forget, did you?" Naoki asked suspiciously.

"Humiliation…How could I forget." Mafuyu turned her face away, "Bring the cookbook here, it has bookmarks in it."

Sure enough, you forgot? If you remember the name of the dish, you will definitely open your mouth to say it!

Naoki picked up the cookbook on the table and found a bookmark: "Is this a hamburger steak?"

"That is."

"It is not easy for beginners to cook this dish." Naoki said honestly, "Do you need my help?"

Hamburg steak is a very common dish in Japan. This has nothing to do with steak. It says steak, these are actually pancakes. The main ingredients are ground beef, eggs, onions, flour, pepper, etc. There are certain requirements to control the heat, this can turn into dark food if you're not careful.

"No need, just look from the side."

Mafuyu said confidently, "I have clearly remembered the steps, the next step is to chop the onions."

After 2 minutes.

"Mafuyu sensei, something happened to you…"

"I'm fine."

"You are full of tears, don't say it's okay!"

Naoki stood outside the onion killing radius, and said: "Before cutting the onion, put the onion in the refrigerator for a while, it will not stimulate the lacrimal gland, have you never taken home economics class in middle school!"

"What a shame ..."

Mafuyu tries to control her tearful eyes, but unfortunately the stimulated lacrimal gland is completely detached from the human will, so she turns into a stubborn partner who holds back the tears from falling.

After knowing each other for two years, it was the first time seeing Mafuyu cry, and Naoki couldn't help but take out his cell phone.

If Naoki didn't take pictures of world famous paintings and collect them, he wouldn't know what year and month he would see if he ever wanted to see these again.

*click*

"What are you taking photos of?"

Mafuyu tried to show the majesty of the teacher, but unfortunately his teary eyes really couldn't frighten.

"I just took a selfie." Naoki put down his phone and said nonsense seriously.

"You..."

Mafuyu felt angry, suddenly felt his eyes itch, and instinctively wanted to raise his hand to wipe his eyes.

"Don't use your hands." Naoki hurriedly grabbed Mafuyu's wrist, "You haven't washed your hands yet, you can wipe your eyes now, it's not as simple as tears!"

Naoki took out a handkerchief, wiped Mafuyu's eyes, then stepped aside and continued to watch: "Now you can continue."

"You deleted the photo."

"Okay, I'll delete it later."

"Delete now."

"Very troublesome."

Naoki took out his cell phone, and he wouldn't erase it if he erased it. He managed to capture the world famous painting. How can that be done without saving it properly?

Inserting it into the phone also has the risk of the phone being stolen, of course the most appropriate way is to upload it to cloud storage.

...

After chopping the onions, mix the eggs, ground beef and diced onions together and make a meat patty.

For some reason, hamburger steaks are made in the same way as rice cakes, which require a slap, so Mafuyu hits the hamburger with a serious expression while breathing with tears in her eyes.

*PLAK PLAK PLAK*

The sound of palms hitting the cake echoed through the quiet living room, and it sounded… quite erotic.

Dressed in an apron, with a side ponytail tied, and cooking seriously under the light, Mafuyu looked like a newlywed wife.

Naoki subconsciously made an outer imagination.

...

On a snowy night.

"I am home."

"Welcome back."

It was snowing outside, but warm as spring inside.

Mafuyu in an apron stood at the door, "Dinner is ready, do you want to eat first, take a shower, or..."

As Mafuyu spoke, she gently shifted the naked apron that 90% of newlyweds would wear: "Eat me first?"