The result of keeping my childhood friend company since we were little ~ Spoiling my childhood friend who has become dere dere - Chapter 34 - Cute Temporary Wife and Cooking 9
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- The result of keeping my childhood friend company since we were little ~ Spoiling my childhood friend who has become dere dere
- Chapter 34 - Cute Temporary Wife and Cooking 9
“Yuu…?”
“What is it…?”
“Don’t hold the knife anymore, okay?
“Yes…”
I was forced to sit on my knees on the wooden floor by Yuki and bowed to her as she sat on a chair. It was a proper seiza on the ground.
“Yuu only has three jobs to do: bake bread, boil water, and prepare plates.”
“I am very sorry…”
“You are not cut out for this kind of work. Yu’s cooking skills are terrible, so there’s nothing we can do.”
“But Yuki was going to teach me how to cook…”
“…I will be honest with you. It’s not worth it.”
Ugh… how did this happen….
It was about half an hour ago that I came to the point where I was banned from holding a knife… and Yuki handed down the ban on cooking.
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“-Look, first you hold the knife like this.”
Yes.”
I was standing next to Yuki, watching and imitating the way she held the knife. But what is it? This embarrassment…
“From the cooking table, you have to clench the knife and take a half step back… uh, Yuu? Why are you tense?”
“Ah, no… just being next to Yuki makes me, well, happy…”
“…Mou, don’t make me conscious about it… It’s dangerous for Yuu to hold a knife for the first time, so you need to be aware of the danger.”
“Sorry…”
“It’s okay… I’m glad you’re nervous like me…”
“”……””
When I was using the peeler, I knew roughly how to use it, so there was no way I was going to imitate Yuki while watching her.
Sure, I was excited when she covered me from behind and lectured me. But that was it.
But with knives, it was different.
In cooking classes at elementary and junior high schools, girls in the same group cut ingredients with kitchen knives, and boys used frying pans and pots to play auxiliary roles, such as baking and stirring, but there were no opportunities to handle kitchen knives.
Therefore, it was necessary for me to learn from scratch, and I had to watch Yuki, who was a role model. However, learning how to hold a knife from Yuki was very nerve-wracking.
Clean and well-defined face
Fine jet-black hair
The expression on her face that relaxes slightly when we look at each other.
And the happiness that my childhood friend with such a lovely personality and appearance is now my girlfriend.
That’s why I…
“I can’t do it, Yuki…”
“Why?”
“Because just looking at Yuki makes me happy, and I don’t think I can concentrate…”
“Auu…. You like me that much… Then this…”
Saying this, Yuki leaves the kitchen.
After a while, Yuki came in wearing sunglasses and a mask, looking suspicious.
“How’s this?”
“With that, it feels okay.”
“Good. Okay, let’s continue, shall we?”
“Please do.”
I then set about it diligently, using Yuki as my role model.
As a result, I was able to master both the knife and the posture of the knife, thanks to Yuki’s excellent teaching skills. With this, carrots and potatoes peeled with a peeler should be no match for me.
While I was so enthusiastic, an incident occurred.
“Hah hah… it’s hot…”
The inside of the mask that Yuki was wearing began to steam, probably due to the influence of her talking and teaching. Along with that, there is a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
And then there was Yuki’s lustrous voice leaking out of her.
I was instantly aroused by her voice. Yuki, who is oblivious to this, continues to tell me the rest of the details of the story, while still looking at me in a healthy manner.
The sight of her made me so lustful that I couldn’t stand it…
“Well then, cut the carrots off…”
“Yuki!”
“Close…”
Unable to react to my hug from the side, Yuki dropped the kitchen knife she was holding on the spot.
The knife fell downwards and pierced the resilient kitchen mat. It was between me and Yuki.
If the position of the knife had been even slightly off, one of us would have been seriously injured.
My face turned pale at this fact.
“Sorry, Yuki… I’ll make sure this doesn’t happen again…”
“…I’m glad.”
“Eh…?”
‘I’m glad you weren’t hurt… I’m sorry, Yuu… I wish I hadn’t let go of you…”
“I’m not! If I hadn’t gotten so excited about Yuki and attacked her…”
“That’s not true! I’m the one who couldn’t predict Yuu’s surprise attack…”
“Me!”
“Me!”
“”Fufu.””
Yuki and I were so tired that we just slumped down.
“Let’s just say it was both of our faults, okay? And Yuu is forbidden to hold a knife at all from now on.”
“Eh, that’s….”
“That. Is. Okay. Right?”
“Okay…”
Thus, my path to culinary mastery was closed.