Chapter 78: The Angel’s cooking class (2/2)

Of course, the normal ones were fine, but that the jackpot and the eccentric flavors certainly were so shocking, Amane had vivid memories of them.

Chitose said they were edible, so her taste buds were not too reliable.

“Ahaha, it’s a prank after all. I should be fine if I cook normally, probably.”

“That probably at the end makes me worry, okay. Idiot…please make something I can eat.”

“Okay, got it.”

Leave it to me~ Chitose rolled her sleeves as she said confidently. Amane was unnerved by her, but he believed that Mahiru should be able to sort her out, so he decided to watch them silently.

Mahiru would never compromise on whatever was to be served for consumption. Since it was a cooking class, she would devote herself to cook normal food. They should be fine.

She led Chitose into the kitchen she was well familiar with. The dishes’ names were probably the menu for the day

Just to note, they were going to make quiche with salad, prawn bisque, and the remainder to be sauteed. It probably was to satisfy how Amane wanted to eat his prawns.

It probably would not be weird in any way, but Amane worried that Chitose might add strange stuff into the quiche.

“…I have a feeling someone has been doubting me…”

Chitose gave a displeased look, for she probably noticed Amane’s skeptical look. Amane then looked away from her, and sat on the sofa.

To be honest, Amane had nothing to do. He was invited here as the poison tester…his own house.

Amane himself could cook if Mahiru was helping, but it was Chitose’s turn to cook. Amane could not move as Mahiru had asked him to to sit.

Thus, Amane was bored.

He looked towards the kitchen, as saw the two girls in aprons talk intimately as they began cooking.

They had different body sizes, but they were pretty girls, and they were in his house, cooking. Any boy will find it a tantalizing proposition, so he thought as he listlessly looked over at them.

Will that prankster of a cat do anything?  Once again, he was griped by uneasiness, but as he was really bored, he slowly closed his eyes.

It would take a few hours, and he should be fine with a little nap. After all, it was his house, and the only one who would scold him…was Mahiru.

Haaa. Amane yawned, and leaned his body onto the sofa.