Saying that, Senjumaru lowered her head again, instinctively muttering:
"This is your own responsibility. You should be the one compensating me."
These words, coming from Senjumaru, carried a strange coyness and expectation.
However, she herself was unsure what she truly wanted to express with that sentence.
Perhaps she just hoped Aozaki Reiji could offer her some comfort, or simply wanted to act spoiled.
As for Aozaki Reiji, he had no intention of letting go of Senjumaru.
He just held her close, as if in an embrace, and said:
"Don't worry, I usually have them help me when I cook. Even if you mess things up like an idiot, Hyōrinmaru won't make a mistake."
Aozaki Reiji's voice was filled with gentleness and patience.
"Hmm… you say that, but couldn't you comfort me with more subtle words!?"
"But speaking of which, I don't know which half-baked chef ran out of the kitchen just because I left for a little while. You need to concentrate when cooking, I taught you that, didn't I?"
Aozaki Reiji looked at Senjumaru with a serious expression, and she immediately became speechless, awkwardly averting her gaze.
As a senior who liked to throw tantrums, Senjumaru possessed a skill called "being unreasonable."
When she couldn't find a reason to refute something, she would sometimes act as if her mouth was sewn shut with needle and thread, not saying a single word.
Aozaki Reiji interpreted this behavior as her brain freezing up.
However, Aozaki Reiji's goal was not to make her lose her composure.
He looked at Senjumaru in his arms, revealing a dangerous smile, and continued:
"But someone isn't listening to the teacher and isn't serious in class. Disobedient children seem to deserve some punishment."
Upon hearing this, Senjumaru's body trembled violently, and a fearful expression appeared on her face.
She tried to break free from Aozaki Reiji's embrace, but he held her tightly, preventing her from moving.
Aozaki Reiji smiled, leaned close to Senjumaru's ear, and whispered:
"Don't be afraid, it's just a small punishment."
With that, he gently blew a breath into Senjumaru's ear.
Senjumaru's face instantly flushed crimson.
"…You… what do you want to do…?"
Senjumaru stared at Aozaki Reiji nervously, stammering her question.
Although she didn't believe Aozaki Reiji would force her.
But faced with this tempting opportunity, Senjumaru couldn't help but start considering the worst possible scenarios.
After all, since I'm so beautiful, it's understandable if Reiji-kun can't help but act on his animalistic urges.
Thinking this, Senjumaru couldn't help but close her eyes.
She seemed to have resigned herself to fate, waiting for what might happen next.
However, after a long time, she didn't feel the expected wonderful sensation.
Finally, she couldn't resist opening her charming eyes again.
When she realized that Aozaki Reiji was just quietly looking at her, without taking any further action.
Senjumaru was so surprised that she didn't know what to do, even forgetting to hide it, and asked directly:
"What are you doing?"
Aozaki Reiji smiled at her words, then released Senjumaru and took a step back.
With a faint smile, he asked softly:
"What do you want me to do?"
"No… nothing?"
Hearing this, Senjumaru pouted, openly displaying her dissatisfaction.
"Just make me another set of clothes then," Aozaki Reiji said indifferently.
"What… just for this…?"
What made Senjumaru unhappy was not the act of Aozaki Reiji asking her to make clothes itself.
In fact, she wouldn't be angry if Aozaki Reiji asked her to do something she loved.
However, reality was completely different from what she had expected.
To some extent, even the things she loved became somewhat annoying.
With a last glimmer of hope, Senjumaru asked softly:
"But I've already made you a set of clothes in every style, what kind of clothes do you still want?"
Hurry up and change your request, you little idiot, I might reluctantly agree!
"Well… I haven't thought about it yet, we'll talk about it later."
Aozaki Reiji seemed to have missed her implied meaning and walked straight to the kitchen.
Upon entering the kitchen, he saw a cold and elegant older woman with long dark green hair, wearing a blue kimono, standing inside.
This was his Hyōrinmaru.
Aozaki Reiji lightly waved his arm, and the older woman's body quickly became transparent, eventually disappearing completely.
She returned to Aozaki Reiji's heart.
Senjumaru suddenly snapped back to reality and quickly followed him, walking swiftly into the kitchen.
She carefully took out her meticulously prepared Western-style dessert.
After studying for so long, she had some understanding of this thing called Tiramisu; it was a dessert that represented love.
Thinking this, Senjumaru couldn't help but feel a hint of guilt for her previous act of secretly eating it.
Because secretly eating and ruining a junior's marriage, no matter how you looked at it, didn't seem like something a qualified senior should do.
But at this moment, as she handed over the cake, an indescribable emotion surged deep within her, far more complex than mere guilt.
After tasting it carefully, Aozaki Reiji praised:
"The taste is truly excellent!"
He swallowed it with satisfaction, a look of lingering pleasure on his face.
Senjumaru's eyes widened, and she exclaimed in disbelief:
"How is that possible!?"
Senjumaru's eyes widened.
Didn't she know her own skill level?
It was so unpalatable yesterday that she wanted to vomit, how could it suddenly taste good today?
Aozaki Reiji blinked and said playfully:
"If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."
After speaking, he licked his lips with lingering satisfaction, his contented expression making Senjumaru's heart waver.
After struggling for a moment, she still took a bite, and then—
"Ugh… cough cough… what is this?"
"I thought you knew."
Aozaki Reiji rolled his eyes, saying irritably:
"The stuff you make isn't fit for human consumption!"
She had been tricked.
Senjumaru looked at Aozaki Reiji with a sorrowful and indignant expression.
He pretended it tasted good just to trick her.
This man was truly despicable.
"You hateful little rascal."
"You made this yourself, and you dare to criticize me? I think you're asking for trouble, Xiūtōra Senjumaru Senpai."
Aozaki Reiji slowly stood up from his seat, a mischievous smile on his lips, his gaze falling on the woman in front of him.
Well, a mere two or three sentences seemed to have little substantial effect.
How did this lady manage to make no progress for such a long time?
But it had to be said, the way this woman blushed when she was shy was quite adorable.
If he could often see such a scene, it would also be a kind of pleasure.
Thus, Aozaki Reiji, with this thought in mind, decided to tease her.
"…"
However, at this moment, after a brief moment of distraction, Senjumaru slowly walked towards Aozaki Reiji and stopped in front of him.
She tilted her head slightly, gazing at him with her moist, large eyes.
The alluring older sister stood on her tiptoes, her slender fingers gently resting on Aozaki Reiji's chest, and her tempting light red lips softly pressed against his.