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"Then come on."

Finally getting permission, Toosaka Sakura immediately began to massage Toosaka Rin's legs while asking the question in her mind.

"elder sister."

"I want to know... why did you give Teacher Vivian a paper rose?"

Toosaka Sakura is a very thoughtful person.

After she got Ian's rabbit hairpin, she was somewhat happy.

But at the same time, she discovered that her sister Toosaka Rin had sent Vivian a paper rose.

Her intuition told Sakura Toosaka that things were definitely not as simple as they seemed.

"Ok?"

Toosaka Rin looked at her sister.

"you saw it?"

"Yeah." Toosaka Sakura nodded, "So sister, can you tell me what's going on?"

"..."

Perhaps because she felt there was nothing to hide, Toosaka Rin just blurted out the whole thing.

"Ian asked me to send it~"

"..."

Toosaka Sakura frowned, but quickly suppressed the emotion.

"Mr. Ian asked you to deliver it?"

"Yes."

Toosaka Rin didn't realize that her words were an ultimate depth bomb to Toosaka Sakura.

"Before that, he asked me to..."

Recalling the moment when she touched Ian's strong chest, Toosaka Rin suddenly blushed.

That hard feel is really great.

Toosaka Rin was sure that she would never forget it.

but--

This is not something that can be said casually.

"What do you want me to do?" Toosaka Sakura asked.

"Nothing." Toosaka Rin shook her head. "Anyway, he asked me to deliver this paper rose."

"..."

Toosaka Sakura was silent.

She is in a complicated mood now.

If Ian asked Rin Toosaka to deliver paper roses to Vivian on his behalf, it meant that he didn't want me to know about this.

In a sense, this is a sign that he cares about himself.

But if that's the case -

It would have been better if he hadn't sent it in the first place.

The more Sakura Toosaka thought about it, the more confused she became, and in the end even she started to get worried.

"Sakura, what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing."

[You don't know how confused Toosaka Sakura is at this moment. ]

Because you have your own things to do.

[That is to do the housework of the Tohsaka family - you think this is the duty of a servant. ]

In the Toosaka family's kitchen.

"Can you really do it?" Zenjo Aoi asked Ian with a worried look on his face.

"Please rest assured, Mrs. Aoi." Ian responded to the other party's question very politely.

"Although... I am just a Servant."

"But I still know how to handle things like cooking."

"Besides -"

Ian looked at Vivian beside him and waved:

"Mrs. Aoi, isn't there Sakura's teacher?"

"With her here... you can finally rest assured, right?"

"..."

Zenjo Aoi first glanced at Ian, then looked at Vivian, and smiled kindly.

"ok, I get it."

"Then... I'll leave it to you two."

Silence returned to the kitchen.

Only Ian and Vivian were left, looking at the dazzling array of ingredients on the table.

These were all things that Zenjo Aoi bought personally - after all, her daughter, Tousaka Sakura, had returned home, so she had to celebrate no matter what.

And Ian didn't lie.

Although he didn't know the reason, he knew how to handle these ingredients as if it were instinct.

"I didn't expect that you would come to help, Teacher Vivian."

Ian chatted with Vivian while cutting something with a kitchen knife.

“I can teach and educate, and I can also be in and out of the kitchen.”

"Teacher Vivian, if anyone could marry you, they would definitely be very happy, right?"

"..."

"..."

"Teacher Vivian, what's that expression on your face?"

"No, it's nothing..."

Vivian turned her face away and muttered in a small voice.

"that--"

“Actually, I can’t cook.”

"..."

[You know Vivian isn't joking—because she looks pretty embarrassed.]

【But you feel inexplicably happy. 】

[Because it means that even though she knew she couldn't do it, she still chose to follow you into the kitchen.]

[For some reason, you like this feeling very much. ]

[Although it is indeed a bit confusing. ]

Vivian didn't lie.

She is a genius witch, but she really doesn't know how to cook.

Even when she was in the Clock Tower, Vivian had never tried to do it herself.

The reason for this result is actually very simple.

That is, as a former British princess, she didn't need to do such things personally.

My own servant...

No.

To be more precise, Ian would arrange these things for me.

It was not until the man picked up the kitchen knife that Vivian suddenly realized that she did not know him as well as she thought.

She ignored many things about him.

It must be because of this... that he forgot about it as if it were revenge, right?

Thinking of this, Vivian couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

After hesitating for a moment, she said:

"Feel sorry."

"Ian, am I causing you any trouble?"

"Nothing like that." Ian smiled slightly, "How could Teacher Vivian cause me trouble?"

"only--"

"I didn't expect you couldn't cook, but you just followed me in anyway."

"Then Teacher Vivian, do you want to go out and wait?" Ian looked at the kitchen door, "You can chat with Xiaoying for a while, I can handle it by myself."

When Vivian heard the name Sakura, her expression suddenly became serious.

But she quickly suppressed her emotions, put on a smile and shook her head.

"No, I'm not going out."

"I don't know how to cook anyway...I might as well take this opportunity to learn."

"besides--"

Vivian looked at him, who was familiar yet unfamiliar, and there was a bit of complexity in her eyes.

"You don't have to call me teacher."

"Just call me Vivian."

"...I understand." Ian nodded, "Vivian, let's get started."

It has to be said that although the witch knows nothing about cooking, her ability to imitate seems to be pretty good.

Or should I say——

She knows how to turn the unknown into the known.

Cutting vegetables means separating the raw materials after you have collected them yourself;

Seasoning is the auxiliary agent you choose to add when you tinker with herbs yourself;

Cooking is the stage where you bring it all together yourself.

Everything actually has the same logic.

With this mentality, Vivian finally achieved a failed result.

To make tools is to make tools.

Cooking is cooking.

If we take it for granted that they are linked together, nothing good will happen.

Vivian felt quite embarrassed when faced with the messy kitchen scene and the basin of black material at the end.

She actually wanted to show off her skills in front of him and prove in some way that she could be a good wife.

But now the results seem to be completely counterproductive.

"Ian, I..."

Vivian hesitated to speak, but Ian spoke first gently.