A Man Who Cooks For Himself And A High School Girl (WN)

pointment on the inside for the first impression you make.”

“What's that? You mean…I'm the cutest thing you've ever seen, if only for my looks! Wow~ I'm so embarrassed~!”

“Don’t be optimistic about it!?”

This guy should be sorry when she was told she was pretty disappointing on the inside.
But, why is this guy rejoicing like he's “highly praised?”

“But, Mahiru, what are your plans with Yuu for today? I'm telling you, there's nothing going on in this place, it's boring, y’know?”

“Hey, don’t say that.”

“Well, Onii-san’s teaching me how to cook…”

“Cooking, is it~? Err, You can cook, Yuu? I’ve never heard that from you before.”

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“Quiet…I just only know the basics.
Curry, fried rice, and pasta….”

“Ah, the peperoncino we made the other day was so good!”

“You always say ‘very tast’ no matter what you eat.”

“Because everything is very delicious!”

Mahiru’s eyes sparkled as she said so.
It's a very encouraging thing.
It is a kind of talent to be able to eat well even if the food is a bit of a failure, isn't it? Unfortunately, I can't think of many occupations where this talent could be put to good use.

While I was thinking about such a useless thing, Aoba held up her index finger, and said, “Ah, if that’s the case then!”

“I'll cook you something for dinner tonight.”

“H-Haa?”

What is she suddenly talking about?

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“Did you hear what she said? Mahiru’s here to practice cooking.”

“Don’t be too hard.
Making something isn't always the best way to practice.
Is it all right, Mahiru-chan?”

“Eh? Y-Yes! If that’s okay with Onii-san and Aoba-san…”

“H-Hey Mahiru.
You don’t really don’t have to hesitate with this gu—”

“All it’s decided! Then I'm going to take a look in the fridge~!”

“You should be more reserved! Do you understand what I’m saying!?”

“Haa…” I let a breath of sigh after yelling at Aoba who was heading towards the kitchen while humming.

“…Sorry, she’s just like that.”

“No, it’s fine.
But is Aoba-san a good cook?”

“Ah…Well, I don’t feel like she can cook…”

“?”

Hearing my words, Mahiru tilted her head slightly.