In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

"what???"

Eriri Sawamura cannot accept this!

"Wait a minute, you silly woman! Didn't we agree that we'd wait until I lost some weight around my waist and you adjusted your sleep schedule to look healthier before we formally asked him out this weekend, looking our best?"

"That was indeed what I originally thought, but when I was on the phone with him just now, I don't know why I just blurted out that I wanted to meet him."

"Go with the flow! ...So, you unsatisfied slut, are you going to go with the flow and seduce him into doing *that* kind of thing next?!"

"I hadn't thought that much about it before, but now you've reminded me. I'm calling for no other purpose than to let you know in advance so you won't bother me later. That's all."

"Hey you……"

"Dududu-"

Eriri Sawamura listened to the busy tone on the phone, stood there stunned for three seconds, then turned and ran to the wardrobe.

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Chapter 108 A Belated Realization

Buy her something to drink, anything is fine.

With no specific requirements in mind, Suzumiya Chisato walked to the beverage shelf in the supermarket, picked up a large bottle of tea, and then picked up a bottle of milk.

On his way home after paying the bill, he beckoned to the black-winged creature waiting on a tree trunk not far away. He fed it pistachios and told it to come home late that night. 511479481

After arriving home, he tidied up the house a bit, then took a shower and changed his clothes when the doorbell rang.

It came much faster than expected.

"Welcome, please come in."

Kasumigaoka Utaha, standing outside the door, watched as water droplets slid down her wet hair, down her face, and disappeared around her neck, falling into silence.

The phrase "beauty is food for the eyes" isn't just applicable to women.

thanks for treatment.

"excuse me."

She quickly regained her senses, her slightly moist pupils shifting to the side, not daring to look so blatantly.

"Wear this."

Suzumiya Chisato took out slippers from the shoe rack next to her.

"Thank you for your help... Oh, I'm sorry."

Kasumigaoka Utaha hurriedly apologized.

Suzumiya Chisato arranged the slippers, feeling the soles of her feet gently brush against the back of her hand, and smiled nonchalantly.

"fine."

Today, Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't wearing her school uniform like last time; instead, she was wearing a white dress with a light blue jacket over it.

As for her lower body, she wore black pantyhose that perfectly matched Suzumiya Chisato's tastes. The semi-transparent design revealed glimpses of her skin tone. She really knew how to dress!

?~

Catching several admiring glances from Chisato Suzumiya at her legs, Utaha Kasumigaoka felt a surge of pride. The five minutes she spent agonizing over her decision in front of the wardrobe before leaving the house had not been in vain.

She was invited by Suzumiya Chisato into the living room of the small apartment, but "living room" is just a figure of speech; the apartment was very small, and you could see almost everything from the doorway.

The layout of cramped apartments is pretty much the same. To the left of the entrance is the bathroom/washroom, and to the right is a tiny kitchen with a stove and a sink.

The narrow passage in the middle can only accommodate one person at a time. At the end of the passage is the only space that combines the functions of a room, living room, and balcony, and it doesn't feel oppressive. At least the desk is placed near a window with a good view, offering a fairly beautiful view of the night sky outside.

Even so, Kasumigaoka Utaha still felt a pang of heartache.

Last time, she and Eriri Sawamura did secretly follow them here, but they didn't actually go inside. She didn't know that the place where Chisato Suzumiya lived was so... harsh.

She looked at the yellowed walls, worn smooth by time, the tatami mats that felt uneven and soft even in slippers, and the rudimentary showerhead she'd seen in the bathroom that had never been closed—there wasn't even a bathtub for relaxing a bath.

Not to mention that ever since she came in, she had been faintly hearing the sound of the television coming from next door.

Can he really get a proper rest in such a harsh environment?

"I haven't bought any furniture here, so there's no coffee table. Just sit on my bed."

"kindness."

Kasumigaoka Utaha gently sat on the edge of the bed, her hands resting on the back of her skirt, and used her palms to feel the softness of the mattress.

Thank goodness, at least the bed is still soft.

"I bought milk and a tea drink, which one would you like?"

"The milk is ready."

Suzumiya Chisato poured a glass of milk and handed it to her, then sat down on the edge of the bed, a seat away from her.

"How does it feel, a male high school student's single-person apartment?"

"It's much better than I expected. I didn't see any clothes lying around, nor did I see any suspicious adult books. As for the trash cans..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha chuckled and leaned over to take a look.

"That's good, there aren't any suspicious tissues crumpled up in a ball."

What kind of image do I have in your eyes?

"just kidding."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked towards the kitchen, where meat and vegetables were laid out on the small stove.

Are you getting ready to cook?

"Well, eating out every day is expensive. If we make it now, we can have a meal tomorrow morning and bring a bento box to school to solve our lunch problem."

Am I bothering you by coming here at this time?

"how come."

"Even if you say that, I still feel a little embarrassed. I shouldn't have been so willful and bothered you so late. As compensation, I'll cook for you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha made up her mind in an instant and placed the milk she had just taken a small sip on the desk.

"I can do it myself in a bit."

"It's okay, I'm just killing time anyway. I just came here to talk to someone, and cooking and chatting don't conflict with each other."

During their conversation, Kasumigaoka Utaha had already taken off her coat, revealing a white dress underneath. The dress had very little fabric above the chest, with only two narrow straps wrapped around the shoulders.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's rosy shoulders were exposed, and as she stood up and walked towards the kitchen, her smooth back was also unguardedly displayed to Suzumiya Chisato.

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato suspects that Kasumigaoka Utaha's motives for coming tonight are not entirely pure, but he has no evidence.

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally tied on her apron and examined the groceries she had bought one by one. Her every move was incredibly natural, just like the lady of the house.

"Chicken, carrots, onions, and potatoes—this is for making curry."

"It's getting late, so I thought I'd make something simple."

As Suzumiya Chisato walked over and prepared to peel the potato, Kasumigaoka Utaha reached out and stopped him.

"You don't need to help here. Go and dry your hair first, so you don't catch a cold later."

"My physical condition isn't that bad."

Despite muttering to herself, Suzumiya Chisato ultimately obeyed Kasumigaoka Utaha's advice and went into the washroom.

After closing the door and hearing the sound of a hairdryer coming from inside, Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed as she looked at the simple stove in front of her.

She realized that she had overlooked something and regretted not taking the initiative to visit sooner.

Although Suzumiya Chisato's mannerisms and even the feeling he evoked were completely consistent with the situation in the dream, reality is ultimately different.

There are still many places and things that the real-life Suzumiya Chisato doesn't know.

What have I been up to this past week?

Fortunately, not much time was wasted. From now on, I will put aside my arrogant self-righteousness and get along with him sincerely.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, unleashing her full power, has no chance of defeat.

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Chapter 109 Can you help me blow on it?

Anyone who has cooked knows that preparing food in a cramped space is a very uncomfortable experience.

Kasumigaoka Utaha is facing this problem: her cutting board is tiny, barely bigger than her 14-inch laptop, and if she's not careful, the chopped vegetables will roll off onto the floor.

Since there were no specific containers for the chopped vegetables, she had to use plates to arrange them.

Finally, she was even more embarrassed when she tried to light the stove. She turned the knob on the stove, and only natural gas was coming out, but she couldn't get it to light. She tried several times without success.

"Oh, this stove lighter seems to be broken, we'll have to use this."

Chisato Suzumiya took a lighter from the cabinet above, held it over to ignite the natural gas, and successfully lit it.

"This is too dangerous."

"Once you get used to it, it's not so bad. You won't get injured if you move quickly."

Chisato Suzumiya put the lighter back where it belonged.

"How about I do it? I know you're very skilled, but the workbench is too small for you."

"No, you can just watch from the sidelines. Since you've started, you should see it through to the end."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's competitive spirit kicked in.

In the past, she wouldn't have been so obsessed with cooking, but after being a wife twice, she clearly understands how much a woman who can cook well is valued by men.

And indeed, it turned out just as she had thought.

Even knowing that Kasumigaoka Utaha's visit tonight was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, Suzumiya Chisato couldn't help but feel a fondness for her when she watched the beautiful woman busy at the small stove in her apartment from the side and behind.

It's really hard not to be moved by a girl who stands in front of you with a charming smile, wearing an apron, cooking for you.