The next day, as soon as Satou woke up and walked into the bathroom, he saw Erina Nakiri squatting on the floor, fiddling with something.
"Erina, what are you doing?"
Satou couldn't help but ask.
"Huh? Satou, do you know how to use this machine?"
Erina Nakiri couldn't help but ask when she saw Satou come in.
At this moment, she was wearing light purple pajamas, revealing two fair, tender calves, and fuzzy slippers on her feet. Her long golden hair hung playfully by her snow-white cheeks, making her look very cute and giving off a gentle, pure feeling, without the domineering air she had at school.
"What is this? A washing machine?"
Satou couldn't help but ask.
"That's right."
Erina Nakiri nodded and said, "Washing by hand all the time is too tiring. And for a chef, protecting one's hands is also a very important thing."
For some time now, Satou's clothes had always been washed by Erina Nakiri. At first, she didn't wash them well at all, either tearing them here or ripping them there, but now she had gotten quite good at it.
However, she always washed them by hand, which was indeed quite tiring.
Actually, Lucoa had always volunteered to help Satou wash his clothes, but Satou always refused, because compared to Erina's hand washing, Lucoa usually washed them with her mouth.
Just thinking about wearing clothes washed by Lucoa's mouth made Satou feel strange, especially when kissing her.
"I can't believe it, Erina, you're becoming more and more like a qualified housewife."
Satou couldn't help but tease.
Erina Nakiri's snow-white face immediately flushed, but she was very happy inside.
"That's roughly how you do it."
Satou taught Erina how to use the washing machine.
"Satou, you're really amazing! You can even use a machine with so many buttons."
Erina Nakiri exclaimed in admiration.
Satou was quite speechless and muttered, "Shouldn't it be that you have no life experience at all? You can't even use a washing machine. What will you do when you get married?"
"Huh?"
Erina Nakiri's face flushed again, and she whispered, "I… I will definitely try my best."
Looking at her cute appearance, Satou couldn't help but smile slightly and pulled her into a hug.
Erina Nakiri's small face was flushed with shyness, and she gently pounded him with her small fist, giving him a slightly annoyed glare.
The two of them hugged and lingered for a while, when Satou's expression suddenly became a little strange, "I say, Erina, aren't you wearing a bra?"
At this moment, Erina Nakiri's collar was slightly open, revealing a glimpse of white, and vaguely, one could see the pair inside trembling slightly.
Erina Nakiri's face immediately turned so red it could drip blood. She quickly covered her collar and glared at him with full of shyness.
"I say, Erina, when did you become so charming?"
Satou said jokingly.
Erina Nakiri's beautiful eyes were full of embarrassment, and she said softly with a flushed face, "Because, recently, it feels more and more crowded."
"Is that so?"
Satou thought for a moment and felt that Erina had indeed grown a little bigger recently, and her height had also increased slightly. After all, she was only fifteen this year and was still in her developmental stage.
"Your development is really good."
Satou whispered. Erina Nakiri's figure was already quite voluptuous, not inferior to an adult's, and it seemed she could continue to develop.
The Tsundere's height was probably 1.62 meters. Although not very tall, it was considered relatively tall among Japanese girls, of course, incomparable to Lucoa.
Erina Nakiri blushed and gave him an annoyed look, but girls are still very concerned about their figures, and hearing Satou's praise, she was still very happy inside.
"Since that's the case, let me see if it has grown bigger again."
A somewhat mischievous smile suddenly appeared on Satou's face.
"Eh? I… In the morning, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Erina Nakiri's face was completely red, and she stammered.
However, she only struggled slightly before letting Satou do as he pleased.
After experiencing it firsthand, Satou nodded in satisfaction and said, "Indeed, G is still too big; D is the most suitable."
Erina Nakiri blushed and glared at him angrily.
However…
"What is G?"
She asked curiously.
"Cough, cough, nothing."
Satou lightly coughed and said.
Afterward, the two changed into their school uniforms and walked out of the mansion together.
They saw many students jogging in the campus early in the morning, full of vitality.
"It feels like everyone has been really enthusiastic about fitness lately."
Satou said, the number of students exercising on campus has been increasing recently.
"Oh, that's because the Sports Festival is coming soon."
Erina Nakiri glanced at them and said indifferently.
"Does Far Moon also have a Sports Festival?"
Satou couldn't help but ask.
"Of course, we do. Although it's a culinary school, besides culinary teaching, everything else is pretty much the same as a regular school."
Erina Nakiri said with some pride, "Moreover, for a chef, physical strength is also very important. If you don't have enough physique, how can you cope with busy kitchen work and how can you handle those huge ingredients? Far Moon has always encouraged students to engage in ample physical activity."
"Is that so?"
Satou stroked his chin and thought for a moment. Whether it was the dormitory training or the practical training, without enough energy, it would indeed be impossible to cope.
"Hmm. Generally, school sports festivals are held in May during summer or October during autumn."
Erina Nakiri nodded, "And October 10th is Sports Day, celebrating Japan's first time hosting the Olympics."
"By the way, Satou, are you going to participate in the Sports Festival?"
Erina Nakiri thought of something, her face suddenly flushed, and she stammered, "I think your body is very strong and powerful."
"Not just strong, right?"
Satou muttered to himself, his current physical fitness should already exceed human limits.
However, Erina Nakiri misunderstood him. Thinking of something, her face flushed so red it could drip blood. She lowered her head and stammered, "Mm… mm, it's really strong. Sometimes I… I…"
She couldn't bring herself to continue speaking.
"Hmm?"
Satou came back to his senses and looked at her strangely, "Erina, what are you saying?"
"Huh?"
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