Chapter 234

How was he supposed to say this?

My Kurumi is your nickname?

If he said it out loud, wouldn't it be too awkward?

"Nothing, just a random name."

"Let's continue working."

Kitakami Yoru brushed it off and changed the subject.

He couldn't say to Kurumi, I'm raising Kurumi, right?

The two separated and continued to clear weeds and catch insects in the vegetable garden.

Time passed bit by bit.

The sun gradually moved to the middle of the sky.

Eleven o'clock.

"This is about enough."

Kitakami Yoru wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and muttered.

He had walked through more than half of the vegetable garden, and the other three people were also clearing weeds.

Patting the mud off his gloves, Kitakami Yoru left directly, wanting to get some water.

Walking to the outermost edge of the vegetable garden.

He met Kawasaki Saki and a boy and a girl who were coming to pick vegetables to take to the kitchen.

"It's you?"

Kawasaki Saki greeted him indifferently, picked a mature bean, and put it into the basket:

"Do you know where the cucumbers and Chinese cabbage are planted?"

"I know, in that direction, the vegetable garden is large, but it's not hard to find if you look a little."

Kitakami Yoru pointed the direction to Kawasaki Saki.

To the side, the other boy and girl who came to pick vegetables were talking to each other in conflict.

"Is this mature? I feel like it's a bit small?"

"Don't know, why don't you pick it and try? See if it's crisp?"

The boy reached out to pull a light cyan-white tender bean, but pulled the whole vine down!

How could the young masters and young ladies of Xiuzhiyuan do this kind of farm work, they couldn't even judge the maturity of vegetables.

The movement here attracted Kawasaki Saki and Kitakami Yoru.

The conversation between the two was interrupted.

"What's going on?"

Kawasaki Saki walked over to ask.

"Nothing, we just don't understand if the beans are mature, so..."

The boy threw the vine and beans in his hand away in embarrassment.

"They aren't mature, and when picking, use your fingernails to gently pinch the connection at the head, it's very easy."

Saying this, Kawasaki Saki saw a mature bean and snapped it off cleanly.

The boy and girl were stunned, with expressions of half-understanding.

Kawasaki Saki lowered her head and saw their vegetable basket, feeling a headache.

"You guys help me return the gloves and tools, I'll help you."

Kitakami Yoru walked over and handed his gloves and small shovel to the boy.

"Eh? Is that okay?"

"Thank you, Kitakami."

The boy nodded in surprise and quickly took them.

The girl pretended to look away, but secretly stared at Kitakami Yoru.

"Look at the list."

Kawasaki Saki handed over a small slip of paper and continued: "Thank you."

"It's nothing."

Kitakami Yoru knew that if they continued like this, not only would it slow down the progress of lunch and make everyone hungry.

But it would also ruin the precious vegetables that the elderly in the nursing home had worked so hard to grow.

"Divide and cooperate, gather to count later, I'll go pick..."

Kawasaki Saki was decisive.

Kitakami Yoru liked this kind of personality.

After separating, Kitakami Yoru went to pick according to the distribution of vegetables in his memory.

A dozen minutes.

He walked out of the vegetable garden with a basket full of vegetables.

In this nursing home, the elderly, full-time nursing staff, and their Xiuzhiyuan students added up to over a hundred people.

"Is this amount of vegetables enough to eat?"

Kitakami Yoru met up with Kawasaki Saki.

"That's the kitchen's business, there should be stock there, ha~"

At noon, Kawasaki Saki yawned.

Kitakami Yoru counted the number of picked vegetables and only then noticed the faint dark circles under Kawasaki Saki's eyes.

"There's a bug here."

Kawasaki Saki picked up a Chinese cabbage, brushed the bug off with the edge of the basket without changing her expression, stepped on it directly, and ground it.

"Ordinary girls would scream and find it disgusting."

Kitakami Yoru evaluated Kawasaki Saki in his heart.

"Ha~"

"Should be right..."

Kawasaki Saki yawned again.

"That's fine, but didn't you sleep well?"

Kitakami Yoru hugged the vegetable basket, and after saying this, he was infected and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"No, I'm not a rich young lady, I'm just tired."

Kawasaki Saki lifted the vegetable basket and said casually.

"Are you also a student from a wealthy family?"

Kitakami Yoru asked while walking.

"Yes, I was admitted as a faculty child."

Kawasaki Saki didn't feel it was heavy and followed Kitakami Yoru's pace steadily.

The nursing home's restaurant and cafeteria were connected bungalow buildings.

Kitakami Yoru first carried the vegetables into the back kitchen and then returned to help Kawasaki Saki, who was physically exhausted.

In the kitchen, there were also several students helping out.

Hayasaka Ai was one of them, with her uniform jacket tied around her waist, her fair, tender hands with nail art washing vegetables skillfully.

The speed was very fast.

"What are you looking at?"

Hayasaka Ai turned off the faucet and looked at Kitakami Yoru with a slight frown.

"Eh... no... I wasn't looking at anything!"

Kitakami Yoru was startled and waved his hands repeatedly.

But Hayasaka Ai looked unrelenting, glancing at Kitakami Yoru coldly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha knew the culprit was Eriri, but hadn't officially clarified it to the whole school.

In Hayasaka Ai's eyes, Kitakami Yoru was still that disgusting thief, even if he became handsome, he was still the same.

"I was just curious... your movements are so skillful... it surprised me a little..."

Kitakami Yoru had no choice but to point at Hayasaka Ai.

A gal, a pure young lady from a wealthy family, why were her movements so skillful when washing vegetables?