Kitchen War

In the room.

The bright sunlight streamed in gently from the window.

Nino with messy hair covering his chest with his right hand, carefully lifting the blanket with his left, and looked inside, with a relieved expression on his face:

"Fortunately still wearing panties..."

Then in the next second, Nino's facial expression froze.

"The panties are still there… why did the color change?"

Nino clearly remembered that in the morning she wore the pink panties she really liked, this time pink became yellow panties.

Without thinking, the brain instinctively came to the conclusion: "Someone secretly changed my panties!"

"Who changed my panties?"

"Could it still be… Asakawa bastard?!"

I was stripped naked, my panties changed, and my butt still hurts...

"In the end what happened?"

"Why don't I have memories in my mind?"

"Remember that I drank black tea, then..."

Nino hugged his knees with both hands.

If it's Itsuki, it's fine, but if it's Asakawa bastard… a death sentence!

"Wait… Except for me, are Ichika and the others in danger?"

Thinking of this, Nino was about to get out of bed and get dressed. His butt hurt a little, but it didn't affect his actions. "Sure enough, getting out of bed is a lie, right?"

At this time, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Someone coming?"

Nino turned to look at the door, and subconsciously covered his chest with his right hand, then lay down again and pulled the blanket over her.

(If that bastard Asakawa steps in, I'll attack and die with him!)

The door was quickly pushed open, and then Yotsuba's energetic voice: "Nino, are you awake?"

Hearing this voice, Nino heaved a sigh of relief.

"This is Yotsuba..."

Nino opened his eyes and looked at Yotsuba who was walking to the side of the bed. She had a bunny ear hair accessory on her head, but it was green, and her clothes were well-dressed… She shouldn't be in any danger like her.

Yotsuba heaved a sigh of relief: "Asakawa-san said you were almost awake, and he was right."

Hearing Naoki's name, Nino sat down, just about to ask what happened to her, why his clothes were stripped, and who changed his panties, Yotsuba had already walked out in a hurry and urged:

"Nino hurry down… Asakawa-san is awesome, Miku can't even talk!"

"What?!"

Nino was so angry that his eyes widened, what did that bastard Asakawa do that made Miku speechless?

Could that bastard still do that kind of thing to Miku in front of the Yotsuba? !

Nino wanted to ask, but the Yotsuba had disappeared from the room.

"I have to hurry down."

Nino quickly got up and got dressed. : "If he dares to do such a thing to Miku in the living room, the iron punishment is not enough, he should be punished with a stake!"

After getting dressed, Nino quickly opened the door and looked down.

There was no one near the sofa. There were only notebooks and messy books on the table. Ichika and Miku are completely lost.

Nino climbed the stairs, ran downstairs, and finally saw Naoki.

"Asakawa-san is amazing."

"To be so proficient at such things, is this a top student?"

"Asakawa-san has worked hard, and in return, we won't be eating anything else!"

Ichika, Miku, Yotsuba, and Itsuki, all surrounded Naoki, their faces flushed, and they raced against each other.

"Asakawa bastard!"

Seeing this scene, Nino's anger turned to vengeance and raged behind his back, almost to the point of being visible to the naked eye.

"How dare you wear my apron?"

In my kitchen, wearing my apron, feeding my sister, you are really mean!

When the four sisters heard the movement, they turned their heads to look.

Ichika: "This is Nino."

Miku: "Nino is awake?"

Itsuki: "Asakawa-san's cooking is really good."

"Nino, open your mouth—"

Yotsuba handed the tempura fried prawns: "Nino, have a taste, this is really good."

Nino stared at the fried prawns on the chopsticks. The outer layer looks golden and crunchy, and doesn't feel greasy at all. Instead, they unconsciously make a crisp 'click' sound in their minds. From the looks of it alone, Must admit it's pretty good.

"It looks good, but there are too many dishes that don't taste good..."

Nino couldn't help but complain, opened his mouth to bite the fried shrimp, without investigation, there is no right to speak, only after the first meal can find fault.

With a slight bite, the batter on the surface of the fried prawns cracked and was extraordinarily crispy, and then the aroma locked in by the batter exploded in the mouth. The fresh prawn meat is tender and smooth, with the sweet and sour sauce perfectly matched, instantly conquering every taste.

"How?" Yotsuba smiled brightly and said expectantly, "Asakawa-san's fried prawns are really good? These are the fresh prawns I picked up at the supermarket with Asakawa-san."

Nino wanted to find fault, but found nothing short of fried prawns, and I'll admit they tasted super good.

"Hmph..." Nino turned his face and chewed the shrimp hard, as if she thought the fried shrimp in his mouth was someone, his cheeks swelled with his movements, suddenly looked like a hamster, and was not reconciled. "Almost."

Swallowing the fried prawns in his mouth, Nino said, "Bastard Asakawa, take off my apron quickly, let me make lunch!"

The kitchen was a battlefield that only she could enter, so she couldn't let anyone else get involved.

Naoki didn't speak, but the other four sisters hastily stopped.

"Don't."

"Let Asakawa-san make lunch today."

"Nino has worked hard, let's rest today."

Nino was annoyed, "What hard work, it's obvious because you were bought!"

"Coughs." Ichika changed the subject nonchalantly, "I thought Asakawa-san only got good grades in school, but I didn't expect that cooking would be any better."

"Was Asakawa-san born into a culinary family?" Yotsuba asked curiously.

"No."

"So you went to the Culinary Academy to study?"

"No."

"Why is Asakawa-san's cooking so delicious?" Itsuki asked curiously, "I thought all the boys were hard workers in the house."

"You have a bad attitude." Naoki replied, "Cooking is physical work, so most of the top chefs are men. As for why the food is delicious..."

"I know." Yotsuba raised his hand "Because Asakawa-san has God's tongue?"

"Sorry, there is no such thing at all." Naoki couldn't help but say "Don't always associate with manga, do you want me to make a glowing dish for you to eat later!"

"There is such a manga?" Itsuki was surprised and asked curiously, "Isn't that a food manga?"

Only true foodies would consider it a delicacy. Of course, real men are here to blow clothes!

"Nino, the last fried shrimp." Yotsuba, as expected of the little angel, brought another fried prawn, "I can only buy it in the afternoon after eating."

Nino opened his mouth subconsciously, and suddenly thought of business: "Wait a minute...why am I sleeping in the room?"