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Qingye Xiaoxiao pushed open the door to the bar and walked into the area around the table.
He stopped before entering the kitchen.
He turned around and looked at Kaguya.
Hayasaka was already sitting quietly beside her, her expression extremely calm.
"Thank you, Miss Kaguya."
Done.
He then went into the kitchen.
If it weren't for Hayasaka just now, who knows how things would have turned out.
Hayasaka said no thanks.
However, Aoba is not someone who accepts favors without being moved.
He prefers to keep things separate.
Kaguya's expression didn't change after hearing Aoba's thanks.
Still looks so calm.
She's like an iceberg that will never melt.
Her demeanor and expression always give people a feeling of keeping them at arm's length.
back kitchen.
Qingye quickly separated the egg white and yolk.
Then, use chopsticks to quickly stir and beat the protein to form a foamy protein structure.
Then, sugar is added three times to make its structure more stable.
Then, deep-frying and sprinkling with sugar are done in one go.
Time is short.
He placed the snow-white red bean paste, which looked like little snowballs, in front of Kaguya.
Aoba broke off a pair of chopsticks for Kaguya and placed them in front of her.
"Snowy red bean paste, enjoy."
After saying that, he went back into the kitchen.
Saitama is still hungry.
By the way, Miss Crow Feather's tamagoyaki also needs to be made.
Can't waste time.
Kaguya picked up her chopsticks, took out a snow-white red bean paste pastry, and then gently blew on it.
He put it in his mouth.
Her expression remained unchanged even while she was chewing.
Only those icy eyes closed slightly.
Accompanied by a subtle sweetness on the tip of the tongue.
At that moment, she finally understood why Reiko had cried because of this dish.
It is too sweet
It's so sweet that it can make you feel heartbroken.
It's just sweet.
Why, why do I feel heartbroken?
In her life...
This taste has never existed and could never exist.
"Ms. Kaguya."
Hayasaka Ai spoke hesitantly.
"let's go."
Kaguya slowly opened her eyes.
The shimmering, watery sheen vanished as if it had never existed.
She stood up.
Her loose black hair also swayed slightly.
"Yes!"
Hayasaka immediately got up with Kaguya.
"Mr. Aoba, thank you."
After calling out to Aoba, she took out a stack of yen.
When Aoba came out of the kitchen and saw the stack of yen, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
Do large families all like to give money so generously?
Hayasaka put the money on the table.
She then followed Kaguya.
Just as the master and servant were about to leave, Aoba called out to them.
"Miss Kaguya, how about packing it all up?!"
She only took one bite of that plate of snow-white red bean paste.
boom.
Hayasaka closed the car door.
Hayasaka was in a hurry when she came today, so she didn't contact the driver.
But he came by himself.
Kaguya sat in the back seat.
It was dark inside the car.
Kaguya tilted her head back, leaning against the cushions, and quietly looked at the starry sky ceiling on the car roof.
In the dark, deep blue starry sky, a few stars floated.
Alone.
This is the starry sky that Kaguya herself chose.
Unlike the dazzling starry sky that other girls like.
She actually prefers this desolate and lonely starry sky.
because. . .
This is very similar to her.
Kaguya's thoughts drifted away.
hum!
The car engine hummed softly in the rainy night.
It was completely dark outside.
Through the car window.
She could see countless raindrops hitting her headlights continuously and densely.
Water droplets born of heaven and dying on earth.
And so, after a brief moment of light, they plunged into boundless darkness.
Then it fell to the ground.
A dream scattered across the sky.
Kaguya shook her head slightly.
In a corner at the end of the alley, a few faint yellow lights emerged.
Some things are simply inescapable from birth.
Even if one is lucky enough to catch a glimpse of a few rays of happiness escaping from someone's home through the window.
But in the end, one must return to one's own darkness.
"Hayasaka."
The girl broke the silence in the car by speaking.
"What's wrong, Miss Kaguya?"
Hayasaka drove smoothly ahead, the streetlights occasionally flashing across her face.
"Did my father say anything after I left home?"
Kaguya asked calmly.
"Lord Shinomiya has been in a meeting with Kaguya-san's three brothers and has not asked about Kaguya-san."
Hayasaka Ai replied calmly without hesitation.
But even so.
As she said those words, her grip on the steering wheel tightened involuntarily.
"Is that so..."
"My father is usually very busy, so it's normal that he doesn't pay much attention to me..."
Kaguya spoke softly and gently.