Chapter 130 – Are you all his harem?

In a wobble, Sakurajima Apricot came to his side with a fruity scent, then slowly leaned down and placed the fruit platter on the coffee table, “Let’s all have some fruit.”

“Oh!” Ayano exclaimed excitedly, hastily picking up one of the toothpicks on the plate and sticking a clove of apple into her mouth.

“So sweet~” cupping her cheeks was very pleasant.

Sakurajima Apricot was still smiling, naturally sitting on the armrest on the left side of Aoi Natsuki’s sofa, her exquisite curves exposed, because of the indoor heater on, so her upper body nowadays was only wearing a woolen sweater, and when she sat on her side, it emphasized the overall proud lines.

Aoi Natsuki involuntarily looked away, but the moment was coincidentally caught by Sakurajima.

Then reaching out and gently nodding her waist, she said, “This place of mine can also be used as an armrest oh, look ……”

The next second he pulled Aoi’s hand slowly close to his crotch, Aoi Natsuki reacted in a hurry and drew back his hand and rejected it outright, “There’s absolutely no need for that!”

“Being shy? Aoi.”

“Not really, that said why did you choose to come to your house, did you say something to Ayano?” Natsuki Arai was very skeptical about that.

“How come, it was clearly Ayano who came to me of her own accord.”

“Really?”

“Well, I was the one who reached out to Sakurajima to see if I could come to her house to draw manga, is there a problem? Natsuki.” Ayano tilted her head questioningly.

Is that so? Aoi Natsuki noted Sakurajima’s sight with a sidelong glance, it didn’t seem like a coincidence in any way.

“Okay, but your parents won’t have a problem with us coming to your house like this, I don’t think I’ve seen them once.”

Sakurajima Apricot smiled and waved her hand, “I don’t live in the same place as my parents la, you see, now that I live alone, my life is completely unhindered as well.”

Aoi Natsuki looked around, indeed, the coffee table as well as the floor was quite clean, without any sign of dirtiness, like there was cleaning done every day.

Consider yourself overthinking it.

Ayano chewed on a tart apple, her legs stretched out beneath the coffee table bobbing in quick succession.

It’s a good time to leave them alone and continue drawing comics.

“Sakurajima, what’s the plan if noon?”

“Intend to? Shouldn’t you be the one cooking for us, Aoi?” Sakurajima Apricot put on an expression of not knowing anything, or at least a glance of a fake fait accompli.

“Ever had a guest cook for you ……”

“It can’t be helped, who made your cooking so delicious, Aoi, right?” Sakurajima apricot turned her head to Hayakawa, who immediately nodded heavily in agreement after Keiko Hayakawa let out an “Eh”.

She was very cognizant of Natsuki’s cooking skills.

“Okay.” Aoi Natsuki didn’t have much else to do at this point, and cooking was fine, so she then sat up from the couch and entered the kitchen, guided by Sakurajima.

The kitchen is significantly two degrees cooler than outside, and it looks a lot more high tech and very neat with the use of metal countertops throughout as well as the freezer range and so on.

Natsuki Arai pulled out the cutting board, which had a smooth, new surface, and asked curiously, “Don’t you usually cook at home?”

“Well, there’s usually the option of ordering takeout.”

“Takeout all the time? Heavy oil and salt or less in the future.”

“I don’t know how to cook either, why don’t you come to my house every day and cook before you go back, Aoi?”

“You don’t have a fever in your head, do you?” Aoi Natsuki spat, and Sakurajima Apricot, not taking it to heart, continued.

“Don’t worry, I order takeout usually just eat some salad, rarely a bit of meat, otherwise …… I can’t always keep this kind of figure, I’m not a demon.” Sakurajima Apricot turned towards the corner of the kitchen.

Aoi Natsuki nodded and turned to the refrigerator, opening it to see what kind of food was in it, rummaging through the upper and lower levels, he found that there were quite a lot of things stored in it, many of which had been bought from the supermarket, and when he looked at the dates, they were all from yesterday.

“You were …… yesterday.”

Aoi Natsuki had just turned around when he noticed that Sakurajima Apricot had already walked up to him, holding a light blue, wave-patterned apron.

Standing slightly on her tiptoes, she braced her hands on the apron strings and slipped them over Natsuki Aoi’s head.

Without even saying anything in advance, the distance between the two instantly closed, and Natsuki Aoi was a bit caught off guard.

When looking closely, Sakurajima apricot’s face still can’t find any flaws, she should be the first girl since Aoi remembered that she was beautiful to the extreme just by her plain face alone, it’s hard to describe her beauty in words, not only the outside, even when she turns her back and you look at her bone phase, you will be deeply attracted by her in those few moments.

“Can I help you?” Aoi’s question gave Sakurajima Apricot a good chance to look up, her bright eyes rising slightly as Aoi Natsuki instinctively averted her eyes while her movements continued, and instead of choosing to get behind Aoi and tie the rope, she simply wrapped her hands around his waist, the rope gripped at the ends, and by the feel of her hands alone, she tied the rope for him.

Told you that was a foul!

Aoi Natsuki really can’t stand this a little bit, her cheeks unconsciously reddened, and said, “Oh …… just, it’s these dishes in your refrigerator, did you buy them all yesterday?”

“Well, I went out and bought it specially when I heard you were coming today, isn’t that nice?”

Sakurajima Apricot stepped back and replied with a smile.

Aoi Natsuki purposely coughed, and then began to take out some dishes, and walked off to the side to begin washing and cutting them on his own, thinking about not interacting with Sakurajima for a short period of time.

But that was obviously impossible, Sakurajima Apricot was a mobile unit.

Quickly following up, he sidled up and stared at him and whispered, “You’re blushing, aren’t you?”

“It’s just a little hot.” Aoi Natsuki narrowed her eyes, her answer short and direct.

Sakurajima Apricot pursed her lips at that, “I’ll help you then.”

Then help along with chopping the vegetables and heat the oil in a hot pan.

Both of them remained relatively quiet for the duration of the cooking time, Aoi Natsuki’s parched red face slowly recovering as Sakurajima asked about the preparation of some of the dishes, and he poured it on.

“Stand away from the oil and watch out for it splashing you.”

“Hm.” Sakurajima apricot stood to the back, then Aoi Natsuki poured the side dishes into the hot pan, a splash of oil, he took the spatula and began to stir-fry, not long after a light fragrance into the nostrils, has been wafted out of the kitchen, in the living room of the two people smelled the aroma, and immediately came to the appetite, both began to look forward to the lunch later.

Pour in the water, cover the pot and let it simmer for a few minutes.

Aoi Natsuki turned around at this time and started to wash the dishes in the sink, almost enough food for the four of them as well.

“Stir fry another dish, Aoi.”

“More to add? That’s enough food, isn’t it, any more would be a bit of a waste.”

“I want to taste more of your handiwork too.” Sakurajima Apricot tugged on the corner of his coat and whispered petulantly.

Hiss ……

Goosebumps rose on Aoi Natsuki’s hands as she turned her head right to look at Sakurajima, “You’re not treating me like a tool person again, are you? You can’t do whatever you want like that even if your foot is injured.”

His line of sight moved down, Sakurajima apricot now although the movement is still inconvenient, but normal walking is not much of a problem, fortunately it is only a sprain, if it is a fracture, then the injury is going to take a hundred days ah.

“Of course not, to tell you the truth, there’s a guest coming in a little while, so make extra food.”

“Oh, in that case, that’s fine.” Aoi Natsuki heard this explanation and then nodded.

“Don’t you have any more complaints?”

“What’s there to complain about, after all, it’s all borrowing your home’s grounds, and it’s a normal thing for guests to be entertained when they come to your home, I’m still a person who knows how to be polite.” Aoi Natsuki said with a straight face.

Sakurajima Apricot raised an eyebrow, suddenly happy, and stepped forward into his arms, quite suddenly, “Aoi is still really gentle na.”

Taking advantage of the fact that his hands are now covered in detergent foam! This guy definitely did it on purpose!

Aoi Natsuki hastily retracted his body, his eyes glancing at her, while Sakurajima Apricot was impassive, looking at him like he was nothing, completely unaware of what shyness was.

Nope! On the contrary, Ryuusakura is the type who doesn’t know how to be shy at all, while Sakurajima is more like a deep overflow of emotional wonders, grasping the true meaning of the enemy’s retreating and continuous pulling, this is a true master of emotional science!

Aoi Natsuki let out a long sigh and ignored her, instead continuing to prepare the next dish.

Two minutes passed and a doorbell rang.

Sakurajima Apricot willed her eyes to look out, the corners of her eyes becoming thin, “The guest appears to be at the door, very punctual.”

Today the minute hand of the clock is just pointing to 11:55 noon.

Aoi Natsuki’s last course was a soup with kombu and bouillon cubes, and the aroma came out in all directions.

Sakurajima Apricot stepped out of the kitchen, around the cleaning counter, and took a step towards the front door, taking a pair of pink guest slippers off the shoe cabinet ahead of time, gripping the doorknob with her right hand and slowly opening the door.

“Yo! Good noon! Sakurajima!”

Outside the door, a girl wearing sunglasses and a mask and a black turtleneck sweater took the initiative to greet her.

His face was heavily covered, but he couldn’t resist the long, conspicuous blonde hair.

“You’re very welcome, come on in.” Sakurajima Apricot stepped aside and gestured for her to put on her slippers.

Hetty hmmm’d twice and stepped into the house, “Today happens to be the company’s day off, so I came over here specifically to hang out with you… oh~ your house is really big.”

“Well, there are a few other friends of the family, but you’ve basically met them all.”

“Seen? I don’t suppose that boy was there last time, was he?” Hetty leaned in to whisper in her ear.

Sakurajima Apricot chimed in and blocked her mouth with her hand, “Yes, that’s the stalker.”

“Sakurajima you’re really talking down to your friend.” Hetty walked into the living room led by Sakurajima and the first thing she saw was the two Hayakawa.

Hayakawa she had met before, and she remembered that time when she was on her way out, the other party even ran out to ask for a copy of her autograph.

“I brought a friend over.” Sakurajima Apricot voiced.

At this time the two Hayakawa who were engrossed in the manga then raised their heads, Hayakawa’s eyesight first second contacted Hetty, immediately his brain was confused, that blonde hair as well as that familiar figure, there can be no mistake! She is Kashiwagi Minami! Minami-chan!

Kashiwagi Minami is Hetty’s stage name, and is currently ranked in the second position in AKB’s yearly general election ranking, a proper new generation national idol.

“Minami, Minami, Minami-chan!” Hayakawa was so shocked that he blurted out, his eyes constantly scanning the two in front of him.

“Hello there, I remember …… Hayakawa? Right?” Hetty said, pointing at her.

At the fact that Nanjou remembered her name, Hayakawa’s heart immediately felt as if it had been pierced by an arrow, and her entire body lay down on the carpet with a weak mind.

Star-crossed female fans are like this, and have seen it happen for a long time.

Ayano, on the other hand, was at a loss.

Thinking that she was too well disguised, Hetty then took off her sunglasses and mask, showing her true colors.

Come on! Shrieks! Screams! Come on! I’m ready to enjoy this!

Hetty opened her arms, but after a few seconds of waiting, nothing happened, and her eyes looked over to the other side, followed by a look of pure puzzlement.

Really fake?

Hetty took small steps forward, attempting to make herself visible to her opponent through close quarters.

But as she got closer, her one hundred and fifty degrees of myopia saw the other person’s face clearly instead.

His brows furrowed, then he crossed right over Hayakawa and padded closer to Ayano.

“Big deal! This girl looks too cute!”

As much as it was hard to admit it, her face was not in any way beneath her own!

Is it really true that things come in small packages?

Are pretty girls surrounded by such good looking girls too!

“Ahaha, you’re too complimentary, what’s your name? My name is Ayano Takahashi, nice to meet you.” Ayano put down her charcoal pencil and reached out to her.

And Hayakawa sat up violently, his eyes going straight to Ayano’s charcoal-soiled right hand; what on earth would Nanjou do?

Then only to see Hetty’s face light up with joy, her hands cupped directly around Ayano’s outstretched right hand, and she said excitedly, “Yes! It’s a pleasure to meet you! My name is Hetty.”

Takahashi Ayano’s rank is S-rank, but in terms of face value alone, she’s actually prettier looking than her older sister Takahashi Mito, and now that Pride has lost and Nail Miyagi Moondo has transitioned, these types of innocent, cute, and dorky girls are only more marketable!

“Thank you oh Sakurajima, thank you for inviting me to your house.” Hetty was especially touched, if she could still recruit such a beautiful girl as an idol, it would be a big hit! As a girl group senior who had been in the group for four years, but she was eager to see the birth of a new new super newcomer.

“Stop, stop, stop, Ayano won’t be an idol, her dream is to be a manga artist, just take a look at the desktop yourself.”

Hetty looked down, really, are all drafts, when the cartoonist well …… not too much pity.

Hetty sighed.

Just then, Natsuki Aoi came out of the kitchen with dishes and called out for a few people to eat.

At the same time, he also noticed Hetty in the living room, never thought it would be the blonde girl from last time, remembered as if she was the second in the general election of some girl group, a very popular idol.

She’s here, so that means she hasn’t given up on making Sakurajima her idol?

Hetty looked at the boy in front of her, not really having a good feeling in her heart, but not really hating him either, and smelling the tantalizing aroma of the meal, she couldn’t help but wonder how in the world such a boy could make such an aromatic dish.

“Let’s eat together.” Sakurajima Apricot smiled.

Hetty stood up and in self-preservation also slowly moved closer to Sakurajima, tugging at her cuffs and whispering, “Did you call him specifically to cook? I still feel a bit uncomfortable with boys present.”

Sakurajima Apricot was able to understand this kind of mood, at the same time in her heart, she was even more convinced of the previous theory, the first time any female met Aoi Natsuki, she would have an inexplicable aversion to him, it’s really amazing na, it’s just like being cursed by something.

“It’s okay, just a little while longer… Today, Aoi is the real star of the show.”

“Huh?” Hetty was very puzzled, but in the very next instant, her head suddenly recalled what had happened at the last hotel, and she blushed.

“You don’t mean to say you’re all about him ……”

“That or else, it’s a veritable collection of harem groups today, you’d think.” Sakurajima Apricot kept her smile and looked at her like she was an idiot, then reached up and rubbed the bangs in front of her forehead.

Hetty was shocked by this.