Chapter 942

The refreshing breeze of the night, carrying the unique, cool, and comfortable breath of early summer, brushed gently over the street.

Aoi Fujiwara walked with light steps, like a satisfied little squirrel, while "crunch-crunch" gnawing on the potato chips she had just bought, while feeling this quietness and beauty of walking home side-by-side with Natsume Chikage.

She suddenly remembered something, secretly turned her head, glanced at the profile contour of the boy beside her who looked exceptionally gentle under the street lamp, and asked curiously.

"Natsume-kun, didn't you go to your sister's school to watch the performance at noon today?"

"How is Ruri-chan's situation at school... doing? Is she adapting well?"

Natsume Chikage, upon hearing this, had various scenes he saw at Seishin Academy this afternoon emerge in his mind, the corners of his mouth lifting involuntarily, his tone gentle.

"Mm, I went to see."

"Ruri is much more popular than I imagined."

"Whether it's the teachers or the classmates around her, they all seem to be very good to her and take good care of her."

"After this trip, seeing her like this at school, I am much more relieved."

Aoi Fujiwara, hearing this answer, also felt a surge of gratification in her heart and nodded.

After all, she also liked that obedient and cute Ruri-chan very much.

It's just...

This thought made her subconsciously associate it with other places, and she muttered a sentence in a volume only she could hear, her tone carrying a hint of subtle emotion she didn't even notice herself.

"The two siblings... are both the type that is so popular..."

Natsume Chikage seemed to have caught a hint of air sound, turned his head slightly, his gaze carrying inquiry.

"Mm? Fujiwara-san, did you say something just now? I didn't hear clearly."

Aoi Fujiwara's face "whoosh" flushed with a faint blush, she hurriedly waved her hands, and her head shook like a rattle, denying it flatly.

"N-no! I didn't say anything!"

She changed the subject quickly, trying to cover up the embarrassment of that moment.

"By the way! Natsume-kun, where did you go after leaving Ruri-chan's school?"

"I heard Ruri-chan mention on line that she seemed to have gone out to play, and you weren't there at the time?"

Natsume Chikage didn't delve into her whisper just now and explained following her words.

"Mm, after leaving school, I went to Kappabashi to retrieve a piece of kitchenware I sent for repair earlier."

He paused, remembering the harvest this afternoon, and his tone carried a hint of rare lightness.

"However, there was an unexpected harvest."

Aoi Fujiwara was instantly hooked by curiosity, blinked those eyes that were always full of vitality, and leaned in a bit.

"Unexpected harvest? What is it, what is it? Tell me quickly!"

Natsume Chikage stopped, took out a notebook that looked quite old from the schoolbag on his shoulder, and handed it to Aoi Fujiwara.

"I met a chef who originally ran a restaurant. He decided to change careers and no longer work as a chef."

"So, he gave me a recipe notebook that had been passed down in his family for a long time. He also entrusted me, if possible, to let others interested in cooking see it."

"I roughly flipped through the contents, the recipes recorded are all detailed, and there are many unique points, it's really quite good."

"Fujiwara-san, you have such research on eating, if you are interested, you can also take a look. Or just take a picture with your phone to save it, it's all fine."

Aoi Fujiwara, upon hearing the two words "recipe", had her eyes light up instantly like searchlights; her love for food was engraved in her bones.