*Click* A small sound echoes, as Hiraku open the gate. The gate is. of cause, well-maintained by my caretaker, Hiraku. At first, I thought, cleaning the gate is pretty much a useless task, if not for its useless protection, I was pretty much an iron door. However,  After cleaning, I found its hidden purpose, Its beautifulness. A gate, like this, can be as beautiful as it can be ugly. However,  If it's clean probably, the scenery of the house is 100 times better. 

""I'm home"" Passing through a lovely little garden in front, We announce our arrival. 

"Don't forget to take off your sock" Like always, Hiraku preach me for ignoring simple hygiene. "What's wrong wearing a sock in the house?" you may ask, The answer's simple. 

(We don't even know what we walk through each day, nonetheless what your sock soak up!) At least that is what Hiraku told me. Though I may be fine with taking off my thigh high sock, I sometimes feel a glance of Hiraku on my thigh. 

(You have a thigh fetish, don't you! Here, watch it as much as you like!) That is my wanted response to his glance, but, being me, I don't have a gut to do so. 

"Yes yes"( Am I some kind of tsundere sister!) Ignoring my own retorted for my speech, I answer him with a careless remark. He has a bit of a sign but decides to ignore it, continuing on his way to the kitchen.

 "Please, shower first. I will be making dinner. Any suggestion?" 

(Fried Chicken!)"A chicken Salad is fine" Again, ignoring my real thought, I answer him as my created diet plan. 

"So, A fried chicken?" However, I got an unexpected response. 

(!!!How did he know!? Is he a psychic!?)

"I saw you looking at karage food store on the way, So I thought you want one. hmm...So yes?" Like a detective, He connects all the dots in an instant, leaving me dumbfounded. 

(This guy is psychic) Lighting runs through my vain but my hungry stomach is louder. I make a small meek nod while turning my head away.

"Well, Take a shower first, As for the dinner, A garage with salad side dish, yes?" As expected from a child of the small ramen shop, He revise my comment as if a food order, then move to a kitchen like a pro. 

Like a scared cat, I run to the bathroom in greater haste. 

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What do you think of a side story, showing a dairy interaction of our Mc and Fmc, comment below. (your author just don't have time to do a full chapter, sorry. The next chapter will be released on Thursday "Let's study")

Well, thank you for reading and hope you read the next one.