Miss Naoko is always at the Shura Field

"Ready?" Atobe stood downstairs and looked at you.

You looked at him with a hint of surprise.

Atobe usually wears more formal shirts, but today he is wearing a gray short-sleeved hooded sweater and black sports shorts, revealing a pair of white, smooth and strong legs.

"What are you going to do today?" You walked downstairs and asked him.

"Today, my uncle is coming to experience life." Atobe said, he always speaks with a kind of confidence, which makes people can't help but surrender to him.

You found that he likes to call himself my uncle in front of you.

You smiled and followed him and said, "What would Mr. Atobe want to experience today?"

"How do you usually live today." He said casually.

"Usually..." You thought for a while and said, "It's just drawing, reading, eating, and if Masaharu is around, he will ask me to play with you..."

"Well... don't you know how to make cakes?" Atobe's tone was suddenly a little unnatural.

"How did you know I could make cake?" you ask, "Do you want cake?"

"You can do anything, in short, if you do it yourself." Atobe emphasized.

"Okay, but today I don't really want to make cakes, I want to do something else, we have to go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients first."

"can."

Atobe condescendingly walked with you to the supermarket.

You look at Atobe looking left and right, but pretending to be uninterested, and you find it very interesting, "It should be Keigo's first visit to the supermarket, right?"

"My uncle doesn't need to worry about this at all."

"I know, but didn't Atobe say he wanted to experience it?"

"what to buy?"

"Egg bar, steak, and everything else at home."

You walked along the vegetable section to the fresh section. Atobe picked up a box of eggs and said with disgust, "It's only 440 yen, how can it be so cheap."

"But if you want to transport it by air from Eurocopter, it may be too late now."

"Forget it, that's it." Atobe put the eggs in the shopping cart.

When you saw that he was about to pack all the eggs in the audience, you immediately said, "Two boxes are enough."

Atobe had no choice but to put the extra eggs back, "Is that a lot?"

"I can't use so much by myself."

Atobe didn't know what he saw, and said to you: "Tsukimi, would you like to sit in the shopping cart?"

"what?"

"Do you want to sit in?" Atobe raised his jaw slightly, "I'll push you."

"Okay," you said, although you didn't understand why Atobe made this request suddenly, but you still readily agreed, "I haven't been in a shopping cart yet."

Turning around, I saw a couple, the boy pushing the girl sitting in the shopping cart.

The couple also saw you and smiled tacitly at you.

Atobe coughed uncomfortably.

Is he... learning and using it alive?

You're sitting in the front of the cart with your legs draped over the front shelf, directing Atobe's direction: "Let's go get the steaks, up front."

When buying steaks, Atobe didn't say anything disgusting. He picked left and right according to your instructions, and managed to choose one.

"That, that," you excitedly pointed at the potato chips on the shelf as you passed by the snack area, "Atobe, you probably haven't eaten this before, this is delicious, and Masaharu brought me to eat it~"

"Don't mention others at a time like this." But he still threw the potato chips in the car.

"Sorry," you say immediately, "I just wanted to share with you."

Because you sat with your back to him and couldn't see his expression, you were a little afraid of hurting him.

Then you feel your head being touched.

"Next time if you do this again, I will punish you."

He speaks harsh words, but moves gently.

You walked around the supermarket again and bought some odds and ends. You told Atobe to stop, and you were about to climb out of the shopping cart: "I'm going to check out at the cashier."

Atobe walked forward, bent down and carried you out easily.

Your face turns red all of a sudden.

There are other people around watching you.

In this way, in front of strangers, you must look like a couple.

At the checkout, Atobe said, "Let me do it, and take out a black card from my pocket."

The cashier got the card and swiped it, and gave you a strange look: "Customer, it seems that this card can't be swiped out."

"How is it possible? This is the Supreme Black Card. It should be that your machine has broken down." Atobe said.

The cashier swiped it again, but the machine still didn't respond, but she swiped her card again, "Look, customer, there is a problem with your card."

"There can be no problem with my card." Atobe said firmly.

"This supermarket may not be included in the scope of cooperation of the Atobe Foundation," you said, "let me do it."

You take out your change and pay the bill.

"What are you looking at?" On the way home, Atobe walked like an ordinary person carrying big and small bags.

"I just think it's rare for Atobe to look like this today. How is it, today's experience?"

"If you're referring to the incident where my card couldn't be swiped and I was almost taken as a liar by the cashier, hmph, this is the first time my uncle has received such suspicion."

Thinking of the disbelief and embarrassment just now makes you feel amused, so you can't help but smile.

"But it's generally good to be with you," Atobe said.

When you get home you start cooking.

"Do you want me to help?" Atobe asked from the side.

"No need, I have a familiar to help me."

"Since this thing exists," Atobe looked at the familiar, "Why do you still cook for yourself?"

"Because I'm always alone, it's better to find something to do for myself."

In no time you'll have steak served with Yorkshire pudding, and your drink will be lemonade.

"Because I learned about it on purpose before, the [Picture Book] says that you like to eat Yorkshire pudding." You said, and then paused, "Sorry, I didn't mean to see your privacy..."

"Okay, Tsukimi, don't keep apologizing," Atobe said, "And I've checked you too."

"Then let's eat first." You glanced over this topic, watched Atobu swallow the food, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Atobe didn't speak immediately, and his expression was a little subtle.

"Just tell the truth."

After chewing the food in his mouth, Atobe cleared his throat: "Although the texture of the steak is poor, the heat is not well controlled, and the pudding is a bit hard...but it's not bad." It seems that he realized that he was too honest, and Atobe Bu coughed, and added another sentence: "Lemonade is delicious."

You smiled indifferently.

In fact, you also understand that Atobe, who grew up eating top-notch cuisine, has a picky taste. He wants to eat what you cook because he wants to be more involved in your life.

Atobe's honesty pleases you instead.

"Actually, I've always wanted to know, Jingwu, why do you like me?"

"Is there a reason to like someone?" Atobe asked, "Actually, I don't have an answer either."

"There is no answer. It is really gratifying to be liked by Jingwu, because it seems to prove a little value of oneself."

"Your value is not proven by me. I like you not because of my own reasons. I like you because you are inherently superior."

"Jingwu said this before."

"You should trust me." Atobe looked at you seriously.

"Jing Wu is always so... convincing."

"Do you want this?" Atobe asked.

You nod lightly.

"Give me your hand."

You reach out your hand out of nowhere.

Atobe grabbed your fingers.

"Just like this, try your best to get what you want." At this moment, his eyes were sharp.

"Thank you, Jingwu." You looked at him, feeling the warmth of his hand.

"But...sorry," you say.