A blessing from heaven called “Osusowake”

Stopping at the convenience store was troublesome, so I leaned against the fence and breathed in the outside air while drinking the jelly drink that I always have at home.

　Midday, who found Zhou, similarly sticks his head out from the fence of the veranda a little, and then looks at the jelly drink that Zhou is eating and frowns slightly.

　Zhou had never expected someone to talk to him, and he froze for a while, as if stunned.

"You'll understand when you see it. A jelly that can replenish energy in just a few tens of seconds."

"…You didn't say it was dinner, did you?"

"It's decided, isn't it?"

"…Is that all there are high school boys eating their fill?"

"It's none of your business"

　I usually eat convenience store lunch boxes and supermarket side dishes, so it's not a light meal. I neglected to buy dinner today, and I wasn't in the mood for cup ramen, so I'm just drinking these jelly drinks.

　This probably won't be enough, so I'll probably end up grabbing some snacks or something later.

"... cooking"

"I won't and I can't. You understand that."

"... On top of that, you often live alone even though you can't clean..."

"It's noisy. It doesn't matter."

　It's true that I was stabbed with a prick, so I sucked up the leftover jelly with my eyebrows slightly raised.

　I was reminded about cleaning the other day, so I'm planning to do something about it. On the contrary, if you are criticized, your motivation will dwindle.

　On the contrary, I couldn't help but wonder why he was being so annoyed, but Midday stared at Zhou and then sighed softly.

"...please wait"

　As soon as I said that, midday returned to the room from the veranda.

　While listening to the clattering sound of the window closing, Amane spills out, "What the hell is this?"

　Even if I was told to wait, what would you say to wait?

　Even though I cast a suspicious glance towards Midday's room, I naturally received no response.

(It's getting cold soon and I want to go inside.)

　I was told to wait and waited for the time being, but the autumn night was colder than I expected. Some sweats are chilly.

　Or rather, I didn't even know why I was dutifully waiting in the first place.

　When I exhaled deeply in the temperature that seemed to turn my breath white, an electronic sound resounded from the entrance.

　I turned around at the sound announcing a visitor.

　There's only one person who cares about the guests.

　I don't really know why, so I walk to the front door, avoiding the scattered clothes and magazines.

　I could tell who it was without looking through the peephole, so I hooked the sandals on my feet, removed the chain, and opened the door――as expected, my flaxen hair was swaying below the line of sight of the surroundings.

"... what are you doing"

"You're so inconsiderate that I'm disappointed in you. I'm left with the rest, please."

With a curt voice, midday puts his hand forward.

　Her delicate hands, which are a little smaller than Shu's, are holding a Tupperware. Through the translucent lid, I could vaguely see what looked like boiled food.

　I can only vaguely tell if it's still slightly warm or because the lid is slightly cloudy, but it's definitely a boiled dish.

　Pachi, and repeated blinks, a deep sigh came back from Midday, who seemed to understand Zhou's gaze that I wanted to ask why.

"It's because you don't eat properly. Nutritional supplements are a supplement and should not be your staple food."

"How are you?"

"I think my argument is common. Also, shouldn't the room be tidy? I didn't have a place to step."

　In the middle of the day, when he looked behind Zhou and narrowed his eyes in amazement, Zhou Hagu was stuck in his words.

"…There are some."

"No. Normally clothes don't fall on the floor."

"It's something that falls"

"You have to wash it, dry it, fold it and put it away. When you stop reading magazines, tie them together.

　I can't help but feel that there is a slight thorn in my words, but I know that Midday is genuinely worried about me for some reason, so I can't just shove it all.

　In the first place, even when I was taking care of him, I was falling down with him in the mess of the room, so it can't be helped.

　Zhou, who distorted his expression and couldn't object, closed his lips and received the tapper from Midday's hand.

　The warmth that gradually spreads to my palm was a delight during this time of year when it was getting colder.

"... so, can I eat this?"

"If you don't need it, I'll take care of it."

"No, thank you very much. You wouldn't normally be able to eat angel-sama's home cooking."

"... Please stop doing that, really."

　As if to make fun of him, he called out his common name at school, and his white cheeks turned red.

Personally, it seems that being called an angel is embarrassing and can't be helped. If Zhou were in that position, he would definitely hate it, so if it was natural, it would be natural.

　Zhou spilled a smile at Midday's appearance, which flushed his cheeks and looked up with a bit of resentment with teary eyes.

"I won't say sorry again."

　It's obvious that any more than this will definitely hurt her mood, so it's not a good idea to tease her too much. In the first place, it's not good to overdo it because it's not that close.

　It seems that he doesn't want to be told any more at midday, so he claims that he cleared his throat and regained his composure.

　Her cheeks were subtly red, so she didn't look like anything out of the ordinary.

"Well, I'm grateful for this. You don't have to worry about that time."

"Apart from that, I offset that with nursing.

"Goodbye"

　Since only a pitiable figure is seen, it may be natural for such a judgment to be made in a sense.

　Even now, you can still see the various hallways behind Amane, and since they saw everything when she went to my house to nurse her, there was no way to hide it anymore.

"... Eat properly and live a regular life, you know?"

"How are you?"

　At noon, when I was admonishing him seriously, Zhou rushed in as if he was a little tired.

　Zhou returns home with the gift he received, prepares the disposable chopsticks he got at the supermarket, and sits down on the sofa in the living room.

　I was pushed in the middle of the day, but I wonder how it tastes.

　I think the porridge was delicious. I had a slight cold and my tongue was dull, but the porridge, which must have been perfectly cooked from uncooked rice, was gentle on my stomach and had a taste that gradually permeated my stomach.

　Probably, as far as I can see, I think that he is good at cooking at noon, but how is it actually?

　With some anticipation and some hesitation, I opened the lid of the Tupperware and was greeted by the faint scent of simmered food.

　Some root vegetables and chicken were cooked. The color of the broth was a little light, and the bright color of the carrots and decorated green beans stood out well.

The colorful pieces were cut into bite-sized pieces and whet the appetite of Zhou, who only eats jelly.

　I quickly broke the chopsticks and brought the radish to my mouth.

"horse"

　The flavor came out quickly.

　As you would expect from a health-conscious Mahiru restaurant, the seasoning is a little light and the flavor is enhanced by the dashi stock. It is probably made from dried bonito flakes and kelp, rather than commercially available granule stock. The taste is completely different.

　The soup stock and seasonings that spread softly in your mouth when you bite into it, and the original taste of vegetables.

　The simmered dish was well seasoned while making the best use of the umami of the vegetables.

　As if to say that you should eat vegetables as the main dish, the chicken, which is a little modest, has a plump finish without any dryness. There is nothing to complain about other than the quantity.

　For a high school girl to make it, the choices are a little plain and astringent, but I can understand the competence of the creator.

　It can be said that the taste is far different from that made by someone who has just learned how to cook.

　It would have been better if it had rice and miso soup or miso soup, but unfortunately the rice was not cooked... or rather, the rice was even cut off, so even my modest wish would not come true.

　Even now, I was regretting that I should have bought a retort rice pack.

"Amazing angel"

　Am I perfect at studying, exercising, and doing all the housework? Shuu praised him, calling him something he probably wouldn't have liked if I had asked him, and without stopping, he ate the perfectly seasoned root vegetable stew.