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"What's wrong?"
Ijichi Nijika looked over, puzzled.
"Nothing." Kitahara Makoto shook his head, "Nijika-senpai, be careful not to get stuck in the washing machine again."
Ijichi Nijika's pretty face quickly flushed, remembering the scene of being 'pulled like a radish' that night, and puffed out her cheeks, saying:
"That kind of thing will absolutely not happen a second time!"
Kitahara Makoto then said:
"After washing the ribbon, come back to the kitchen and take out the fruit."
"Got it."
"…"
The cookie box ribbon was one of Nijika-senpai's most precious treasures; no matter how her outfit changed, the ribbon never did. It was ten times harder to acquire than Tomori-chan's stockings.
Therefore, although Kitahara Makoto was very curious about what terms would appear after optimizing the ribbon, he had no intention of speaking up.
A moment later.
Nijika-senpai, having washed the ribbon, returned to the kitchen. Her hair hadn't been tied up yet, and her brilliant golden long hair hung down to her waist, making her look inexplicably more mature.
"Nijika-senpai, the dishes are almost ready." Kitahara Makoto said softly, "You take the fruit out, and then rest outside."
Ijichi Nijika pursed her pink lips, her gaze falling on Kitahara Makoto's fingers: "The one who should be resting is clearly you. Let me do the cooking, and you go rest outside…"
Kitahara Makoto's expression was serious: "I refuse."
"Eh?"
"As the saying goes, to capture a girl's heart, you must first capture her stomach." Kitahara Makoto said without changing his expression, "To make Nijika-senpai agree to join my harem, I've been diligently practicing my cooking skills during this time, precisely for today's grand display. No one can stop me."
This was a lie.
The daily quest required him to cook personally. If Nijika-senpai helped, the quest might fail. After working so long, failing at the last minute would be very frustrating.
"Give up, it's impossible." Ijichi Nijika couldn't help but glare at him, picked up the fruit plate, and turned to leave, "I will never join your harem!"
"…"
Kitahara Makoto stayed in the kitchen to continue cooking, and soon heard various sounds coming from the living room.
Kita: "Nijika-senpai, I need to change my shirt. This white shirt is too sheer."
Ijichi Nijika: "Just a moment, I'll go find clothes right away."
Hana-chan: "Mommy, little cake."
Ijichi Nijika: "No little cake, you just ate it. You can't eat so many sweets at once."
Yamada Ryo: "So hungry, Nijika feed me fruit…"
Ijichi Nijika: "Sit up and eat yourself! Don't ask others to do everything!"
"…"
Listening to the various sounds from the living room, Kitahara Makoto silently sighed:
If this home didn't have Nijika-senpai, it would fall apart sooner or later.
Ten minutes later.
"All the dishes are ready." Kitahara Makoto walked out of the kitchen, "Wash your hands and eat."
Kita: "I'll bring the dishes."
Ijichi Nijika: "I'll get the bowls, chopsticks, and rice cooker."
Bocchi-chan: "I, I'll take Hana-chan and Futari to wash their hands."
"…"
Except for Hana-chan and Futari, the girls all sprang into action. Even the usually lazy Yamada Ryo didn't continue to lie down.
Many hands make light work. In no time, all the bowls, chopsticks, and dishes were brought out. The girls sat around the table, filling every seat perfectly.
Dinner officially began.
"It looks so lavish!" Kita Ikuyo's eyes sparkled, and she pulled out her phone, snapping photos, "Let me take a couple of pictures first, for remembrance and collection!"
The dishes on the table were indeed quite lavish: braised pork ribs, beef stew with potatoes, smashed cucumbers, hot and sour shredded potatoes, garlic shrimp… Cuisine knows no borders; deliciousness is most important, because taste buds don't lie.
Of course, Indian cuisine excluded.
Seeing Kita pull out her phone and snap photos, the other girls followed suit, preparing to keep them as souvenirs.
Looking at the 'family photo' on her phone, Nagasaki Soyo suddenly had an idea:
"If I send this photo to Togawa-chan, how would she react?"
"…"
Photos taken.
Finally, it was dinner time.
"I'm going to eat."
As Kitahara Makoto took the first bite, the girls all began to eat.
"Mm—"
After eating a bite of braised pork ribs, the usually expressionless Ryo quickly widened her eyes, turned to look at Kitahara Makoto, and said with reverence:
"god, please accept my prostration."
Kitahara Makoto was speechless: "Ryo-senpai is exaggerating."
"It really is super delicious!" Kita's eyes sparkled, and her chopsticks moved non-stop, "Kitahara-kun is amazing, his cooking is better than many restaurants!"
Nagasaki Soyo said softly: "Kitahara-kun's cooking skills feel like that of a master chef."
Gotō Futari tilted her small face, rice grains still clinging to the corner of her mouth: "I want to eat Onii-chan's cooking again tomorrow!"
Kitahara Makoto said gently:
"No problem, come over for dinner again tomorrow evening."
Bocchi-chan quickly shook her head: "No, no… We can't keep bothering Kitahara-kun…"
"…"
Everyone enjoyed themselves.
The girls all gave full marks.
After eating and drinking to his fill, Kitahara Makoto opened the System and saw that the fourth daily quest was successfully checked off.
[Daily Quest Four: Cooking Master]
[Current Status: Completed]
[Quest Reward: Your cooking skills have been permanently enhanced]
Scanning it briefly, Kitahara Makoto quickly retracted his gaze. He had no plans of becoming a chef in the future, so he didn't care about the cooking skill reward.
"Only the final lap pillow quest remains…"
Kitahara Makoto pondered in his heart, wondering whether to make an effort, when he suddenly heard Futari's exclamation:
"Ah, that book is moving by itself!"
Kitahara Makoto turned to look and saw Tsundere Young Miss standing in front of the bookshelf, holding the answer book, the entire book rustling by itself without any wind.
"I didn't do anything." Nagasaki Soyo's voice was a little nervous, "I just picked up the book out of curiosity, and I don't know why it started moving on its own."
Kitahara Makoto understood as soon as he heard it. The answer book's question count hadn't been used up yet. Tsundere Young Miss saw the answer book she had brought over yesterday, was probably curious, and when she picked it up, she happened to be thinking of a question, thus triggering the book's special effect.
"Don't be nervous, it's a normal phenomenon." Kitahara Makoto said, "After I brought the book back last night, Hana-chan slept with it all night, and when she woke up in the morning, she found that this book had strange abilities… You can imagine it as the Magic Mirror from Snow White. This book is now a paper version of the Magic Mirror; it will answer any question."
The Beast Eared Girl tilted her small face, expressionless.
"Be careful in the future." Kitahara Makoto looked down, saying casually, "Don't always cause me trouble."
It was clearly a riding contract, but unfortunately, he couldn't ride or mount her, and she still ate little cakes every day. Having the Beast Eared Girl take the blame, Kitahara Makoto felt no psychological burden whatsoever.
As he spoke, the answer book slowly stopped, and a page of text quietly appeared before everyone's eyes.
[Everything is the Choice of Steins;Gate]
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