Home Cook

In the morning, Hishako Nito came to Erina Nakiri's villa as usual, ready to start her day as a secretary.

Without ringing the doorbell or anything, Hishako Shinto took out a spare key from her bag and opened the door. As Erina Nakiri's most trusted person, it was not surprising that Hishako Shinto had the key to the villa. She still has a room in this villa.

"Erina-sama should still be sleeping, so let's prepare breakfast first."

Looking at the quiet interior of the villa, Hishako Shinto thought, and then a happy smile appeared on her face.

Well, it is happiness. Now that I can take care of Erina-sama in close contact, this is the greatest happiness of Shinto Hishako.

To outsiders, the name Nakiri Erina represents the powerful and beautiful Totsuki goddess who at first glance makes people feel ashamed and dare not approach her, but is that really just the case?

"I'm the only one who really understands Erina-sama."

Hishako Nito is very proud of this, yes, only she knows the real Nakiri Erina who takes off the mask of the goddess.

The Erina-sama who likes to sleep late, the Erina-sama who is not arrogant, but a bit clumsy and natural, the Erina-sama who is always inconsistent and arrogant, the one who likes to read comics and play games on weekdays Erina-sama...  

The other side of these unknown Erina-samas, the real Erina-sama, only she knows. Whenever I think of this, Hishako Nito is full of happiness.

The way of cooking chosen by Hiishako Shinto is medicinal food, a special way of cooking that serves the Emperor of China, and Mrs. Erina is the emperor she chose.

"Well, Erina-sama seemed to be a little frightened yesterday, so let's make a medicinal meal today that will calm you down."

Shinto Hishako thought.

When she thought about the pale face of Erina-sama yesterday, she felt a heart-wrenching pain in her heart, and the heartache was accompanied by panic, because she had no idea why Erina-sama was so scared because of a phone call. This kind of unknown Feeling nasty.

Shaking her head, Hiizako Shinto patted her face to calm herself down, and she walked gently to the kitchen of the villa.

However, when approaching the kitchen, Shinto Hizako saw that the lights in the kitchen were still on.

"Hey, did Mr. Erina forget to turn off the light in the kitchen last night?"

Thinking of her eldest lady's sometimes unexpected and natural character, Hishako Shinto thought.

However, when she walked in a little further, she heard a sound, it seemed that there was someone in the kitchen.

"Oops, is there a thief?"

Hiizako Shinto was anxious. As for the guess that the person in the kitchen would be her eldest lady, it was impossible to have this guess from the beginning. How could the well-known Erina-sama get up so early.

So, when Hiizako Shinto walked carefully to the kitchen with a big, thick and hard baseball bat she took out from nowhere, and saw the back of the blond who was busy in front of the stove, she Confused, the baseball bat in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Hey, is it possible that the sun is going to come out from the west today?"

..........

Nakiri Erina heard the sudden noise behind her, and was startled, she turned around and found that it was her little secretary, and then she felt relieved.

It's just what happened to Feishazi's ghostly expression.

"Feishazi, you are here."

Without thinking too much, Nakiri Erina smiled at the little secretary, stepped forward and took her hand to the kitchen counter, and then pointed to a cooking path sitting on it.

"Feishazi, I just tried a new dish, how about you try it?"

"what......."

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table and smelling the enticing smell, um, yes, such perfect dishes are indeed the handwriting of Lord Erina. She wanted to try it, but today she was unmoved and just looked at Nakiri Erina with worry.

"Well, Erina-sama, are you alright?"

Today's Mr. Erina is definitely not normal. How could Mr. Erina, who never got up until the last minute, get up so early, and even start cooking early in the morning to test new dishes. This is unscientific. Could it be that he received it yesterday? The stimulation was too great, so I turned sex.

Thinking of this, Hishako Shinto became even more worried.

"Uh, what's wrong with me? I'm normal."

Nakiri Erina looked inexplicable.

"But, Erina-sama, you got up early today."

"This one."

Nakiri Erina's expression changed to melancholy.

"It's nothing, just a little stimulated."

Bai Ye's defeated general is now one step ahead of him. This is not the most angry. What makes Nakiri Erina most unwilling is Bai Ye's kitchen heart.

"You talk about cooking heart, I don't know this very well, and I realized it out of nowhere. After all, the job of a chef is to make guests satisfied and happy, isn't it? So my cooking heart is to satisfy every customer. ."

Bai Ye's answer was still echoing in Nakiri Erina's ears, which made her even more depressed.

"What the hell, that bastard, can you be a chef even if you want to satisfy all the guests? This is just a chef's job, right?"

Erina Nakiri couldn't understand how Bai Ye's inexplicable cooking heart came to be understood. In her opinion, it is the chef's duty to satisfy the guests. It is completely incomprehensible that this kind of duty can be sublimated to the cooking heart. What is the principle.

It's just that the last sentence that the guy from Shiro Ye was trying to force made Nakiri Erina think deeply.

"When you feel lost, you might as well recall the origin of your cooking."

When he said this, the guy deliberately pretended to be unpredictable. Although she was exposed at a glance because of his poor acting skills, this sentence is very reasonable, probably from which senior the guy came from. Hear it.

The origin of cooking, Nakiri Erina has been thinking about this sentence since she quit the game. She has a feeling that this sentence can really help her understand the heart of cooking, but her subconscious is refusing to recall it. The origin of her cooking is because it is related to the man she doesn't even want to remember, and the first memory of her cooking is made by that man.

She obviously found a way, but she didn't dare to move forward because of her own reasons, so Nakiri Erina, who had been tangled all night, was completely insomnia, which was why she got up early in the morning.

"Hmph, if there is no kitchen heart to pull down, anyway, the perfect cooking skills will not be lost to those kitchen hearts~www.NovelMTL.com~ Nakiri Erina comforts herself like this.

"How is it, Feishazi, is my food delicious?"

After the little secretary finally tasted the dish, Erina Nakiri was looking forward to her evaluation.

"Mmmm, Erina-sama's craftsmanship is still so perfect, it's delicious."

Hishako Nito complimented, as she had always done before.

It's just that this time Nakiri Erina didn't take the little secretary's praise for granted like before, and there was even a hint of disappointment on her face.

"Just perfect?"

"Feishazi, you are trying to see if there is that warm feeling in your heart after eating."

So, the little secretary was stunned.

Today's Erina-sama is really not right.