When I found out about the student council president's secret, she became my exclusive maid [Haitus] - Chapter 12 - Moe Moe Kyun~

—Jaaaaah! (SFX for mixer sound)

I watched Ohira Yuki who was standing in the kitchen with the door open to the hallway from the 8-tatami room.

She was dressed in a maid outfit while she was in the kitchen.

“I’ll go change.”

After finishing shopping for ingredients, she left my room saying she was going to change and headed back to room 503. A few minutes later, she returned to my room wearing the maid outfit she had mentioned earlier. 

I thought that it’s a hassle to change clothes frequently, but then I remembered that she had said earlier that she could wear the maid outfit legally. She really likes it, doesn’t she? The maid outfit.

At that point, I could tell she had a strong core.

No, that’s why she can handle being the student council president.

The maid in the kitchen was efficient as expected of someone skilled in cooking. She cracked eggs with one hand and mixed them with chopsticks in a bowl in a way that showed she had been doing it for a long time.

We don’t have a rice cooker at home, so she put the rice that could be microwaved and was bought earlier into an IH-only frying pan, she then neatly put ketchup on it, and shook the frying pan with her skilled hands.

The smell of chicken rice wafted from the kitchen to where I was, and my stomach was crying out to be fed.

However, it was a strange and mysterious experience.

The kitchen, which had been unused by anyone until yesterday, now had the maid using the IH stove that had never been used before today.

Perhaps it was because she was cooking with joy, but the kitchen seemed to be happy to be used by a silver-haired beauty rather than by someone like me who had no passion for it.

“It’s ready.”

She brought the quickly finished omurice to the clean room.

A fluffy omurice, like one you would order in a restaurant, was arranged on the kotatsu table that had just been cleaned up. This is how the kotatsu table should be.

The omurice smelled so good that I thought it was delicious just by smelling it. My whole body seemed to be hungry for the maid’s omelet.

“Well, let’s get started—”

“Wait a minute.”

Just as I was about to put my hands together like an elementary school student and say 

“Itadakimasu,” I was put on hold. I glared at her like a dog, while slightly drooling a little.

“Morigami-kun, do you have any requests?”

“Requests?”

Not understanding what she was talking about, I was surprised as she pulled out ketchup from somewhere, like a blue cat-shaped robot pulling out a secret tool.

[TL/N : Reference of Doraemon.]

“When it comes to the omurice made by a maid, isn’t drawing a picture the standard?”

“I feel like I’ve heard that somewhere.”

I had never been to a maid cafe, but I had heard somewhere that maids draw pictures on omelet rice. I couldn’t remember if it was on the internet or TV, but I was impressed that they actually drew pictures.

“That’s a big service. Normally, as a popular maid, I would charge a lot of money for drawing pictures, but this time I’ll do it for free.”

“Really? That’s very kind of you.”

“Well, after all, I’m your exclusive maid, for the time being that is.”

She emphasized more on the ‘for the time being’ part like it was an involuntary decision.

“However, even if you suddenly ask me to draw a picture, I don’t know what to draw.”

“It’s okay to draw anything, but if you don’t have any requests, I’ll draw whatever I like.”

“Okay, I’ll leave it up to you.”

“Then I’ll draw something that boys like.”

Using ketchup skillfully, Yuki Ohira was drawing something on the omurice skillfully with ease. I wondered if her customers at work also requested her to draw pictures often.

Drawing with ketchup skillfully, I gradually began to see what she was drawing.

“There, I’m done.”

Yuki Ohira wiped the sweat off her forehead after saying so.

“It’s my masterpiece~”

“Wow! That’s amazing!”

“I know right.”

I praised her by clapping my hands, but I couldn’t help but sound negative.

“But it’s not overwhelming, you know.”

“Huh? I drew it well, didn’t I? It’s a super Famicom.”

[TL/N : Femicom or Nintendo]

“You drew it well. Super well. The part with the controller is drawn really well. But we’re now in a different generation.”

“Boys like Famicom, don’t they?”

“Do you call the latest game consoles Famicom too?”

“Or rather, Morigami-kun, are you going to get all excited over this? Are you going to go moe moe kyuuun?”

“You’re the one who drew it, you know? I don’t mean to complain since I left it up to you, but I don’t do moe moe kyuuun over Super Famicom.”

Afterwards, I questioned her earlier statement.

“By the way, what is ‘Moe Moe Kyun’?”

“Is this your first time hearing of it, Morigami-kun? Then, if I may be so presumptuous, I’ll teach you how to do Moe Moe Kyun.”

“Thank you.”

With a cough, Yuuki Ohira began explaining the ins and outs of Moe Moe Kyun.

“Okay so, ‘Become more and more delicious’. Then, make a heart with your hands and thrust them forward while saying ‘Moe Moe Kyun’.”

“Okay.”

“Alright, here we go.”

Yuuki Ohira recited the incantation.

“Become more and more delicious.”

“Moe Moe Kyun!”

Silence descended on the room, and the smoke from the Omurice filled the air with an 

appetizing aroma.

“Okay! It’s delicious now!”

“That was great!”

“Morigami-kun is so lively. You were giving it your all earlier, too.”

“You don’t have to go all out with things like this. Well then, let’s eat.”

Scooping up some of the super-familiar Omurice with my spoon, I ate it.

“…This is amazing.”

As expected of her specialty dish, it was incredibly delicious. Maybe the magic incantation was what made it taste so good. It was definitely worth going all out with Moe Moe Kyun.

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