None of my business

"These are the benefits of making more money."

After roughly looking around the room outside, Asahi naturally wouldn't do anything stupid by rushing into Mai's room.

"Why do you say that?"

Mai was sorting and putting the ingredients near the fridge, and couldn't help feeling confused when she heard this.

"Because even if I fight with my mother, I can buy a house with my own money to live alone."

Asahi looked around to beckon.

After all, Mai is a celebrity who has been active in the entertainment world since she was a child star. She is known throughout the country. She has shone in movies, series and commercials so far. It's not surprising that she has the money to buy a house.

"And the environment is not bad. I always hear that the girl's room is messy." Asahi looked around.

"Please don't compare all the girls, and have you ever seen the girls' room?"

"If my little sister also counts."

Mai gave an unexpected look: "Little sister?"

"Is it strange?"

Asahi continued: "Can I go to your room to see how normal girls are arranged and take some photos, so that I can use them to educate my little sister when I come back?"

"Don't talk stupid things with a serious face."

"That's right."

Mai finished sorting out the ingredients, and didn't bother asking: "Sit down leisurely, I'll prepare tea."

Asahi had no choice but to sit obediently on the sofa, waiting for the tea Mai made to be served in front of him.

"Wait here, I'll get changed."

"This means letting me peek"

Asahi looked into Mai's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll lock the door."

Mai finished talking and returned to the bedroom.

Except for her bedroom, Asahi wasn't interested in anywhere else, so he just sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, changing channels at will.

Mostly news and entertainment broadcasts.

Just as he was bored and quickly changed the channel, he saw Mai changing clothes and going out to make a call.

"What?"

"..."

"Boyfriend? Who's telling you?"

Mai glanced at Asahi, narrowing her eyes slightly.

"..."

"How right or wrong, does it have anything to do with you now?"

Mai's tone sounded impatient.

"..."

"Oh, you still know it's my mother?"

"..."

"I don't want to hear that excuse. You can tell me about the situation here. Whether I have a boyfriend or not has nothing to do with you!"

Mai's emotions became more intense.

Asahi knows that Mai is deliberately misleading her mother, and then the two fight again as expected.

After arguing for more than ten minutes, Mai hung up the phone angrily.

Even though she was usually calm, when faced with her mother, she couldn't hold back her emotions no matter what.

Throwing her cell phone on the table, Mai sat on the other side of the sofa with a sullen face, and looked at Asahi.

"None of my business."

Asahi instinctively opened his mouth.

"I know."

After a day or two of contact, Mai probably guessed what this person would say with his personality.

Most of them just made gaps in words, then deliberately let her mother think that she had found a boyfriend.

"Even without you, I would have fought with her."

Mai leaned on the sofa and looked at the ceiling: "I don't want to cook today, I will order food for delivery."

Mai was in a bad mood and didn't plan to make dinner herself, so she picked up her phone again to call to order food.

"Forget it, I'll do it."

Asahi shook his head: "Think of it as an apology for misleading you and your mother."

"Can you cook?" Mai turned her head in surprise.

Asahi got up and went to the kitchen, then put on an apron: "I've been doing it for years since I was a child, it's still quite simple."

"Since childhood?"

Mai lay behind the sofa, resting her chin on her hands and looking at her back: "I still don't know what happened to you."

"There's nothing to say."

Asahi took out a few boxes of meat he had just bought from the supermarket from the fridge, unwrapped them, and put some vegetables and tomatoes in the vegetable sink to wash.

After a while, there was the sound of knives colliding on the cutting board.

Mai changed direction and saw Asahi's knife skills from the side. The next moment she saw clearly, and was shocked. She thought that the dishes Asahi said were at the level of a normal person, but how was this at the level of a normal person? In just a few seconds, the cucumber was cut into countless thin slices.

Mai stunned, couldn't help but slide off the sofa, came to the kitchen and saw the cucumber that Asahi had just sliced into countless thin slices. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as thin as a cicada's wing.

Twist a cucumber slice between her index finger and thumb, and her eyes open wide in disbelief it's cute.

"That's okay."

Asahi's expression remained the same.

Indeed, compared to the time he had trained, this level was nothing.

He belonged to the category that as long as he continued to study in a certain field, his strength would become stronger. No matter which field, living and growing with Kobato since childhood, the finesse of cooking food was unimaginable.

Ma was silent.

If it was said that she had only thought of doing it before, then seeing this scene, she no longer doubted it.

"Help me cut the beef."

Asahi was chopping vegetables, and took his time to give orders to Mai.

"En."

Mai reacted and began to process the disassembled beef.

After that, under the tacit cooperation of the two, it took less than half an hour to finish today's dinner.

"I can't see that your cooking skills are very good."

After biting into the tender beef slices sprinkled with cumin and chili, Mai showed a satisfied smile.

To be honest, she had never eaten such delicious food before.

"Surprised?"

"Tsk, a little."

Mai was sweating hot, and opened her increasingly red lips to take a light breath.

"It's just a little spicy."

"A bit spicy"

It was hard for Mai to understand what kind of concept was a bit spicy in Asahi's mind.

After taking a sip of water, Mai, who couldn't hold back the spicy taste, still faithfully enjoyed the delicious food.

"That way we're even."

Asahi sat across from Mai, pouring himself a bowl of soup.

"I will think about it."

Those unpleasant things were forgotten for the time being, the linen clothes brushed against the sweat-soaked hair, and the demeanor was extremely mature.