Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Today is Friday, and as usual, the whole family has made an appointment to cook together and enjoy family time.

The chef Shinsuke Mori and his helper Ryota Mori were already busy in the kitchen, and the important white radish was missing on the way, so Shiori Mori, who knew nothing about cooking, was rushed to the supermarket by the two to replenish the goods, and returned the kitchen quiet.

Perhaps it was because of the promotion day of the supermarket, she came back a little later.

And when Mori Shizhi walked to the corner of the street near her home, she found an unexpected figure at the door.

As soon as the fingertips were released, the bag was out of control, and the round, white radish inside just rolled all the way, stopped at the opponent's feet, and was picked up by a white and slender hand.

"Hello, Ms. Mori."

Yayoi bent her eyes at the unbelievable Shiori Mori, showing a smile that she had practiced for a long time, and said softly: "Sorry, I'm late. May I have the honor to have a meal with you?"

But at the second when she finished speaking, she was embraced warmly.

"...Of course. You are welcome anytime, Yayoi."

The white radish was almost abandoned, Shiori Mori held Yayoi's hand tightly and led her into the house

This time, she didn't let go.

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Shinsuke Mori's craft is very good.

The family of three are approachable and friendly, and they didn't show the embarrassment they should have when Yayoi came to the door suddenly.Mori Shiori is the best at provoking topics, she can laugh at everything, but she never forgets to bring Yayoi together and never neglect him.

The lighting in the living room is a warm orange, and the hot, delicious aroma fills the air, shutting out the cold night.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

Yayoi listened with a smile, softly echoed Mori Shiori's words from time to time, and savored every dish carefully.

She didn't know that Mori Shinsuke's dishes hadn't changed, because it had been too long and she was too young at the time, so she didn't remember the details of those years.Standing beside them miraculously now, there is a kind of joy and uneasiness that seems like a world away.

It's like a person is blindfolded walking on the clouds, always afraid that the next step will step on the air and fall into the abyss.

In Yayoi's mouth, she said that she is from Sicily, a Japanese-Italian, and came to Japan for tourism, so she "went home" last time, so Shiori Mori couldn't find anyone.

The pure Italian taught by Sawada Tsunayoshi and Reborn is enough to bluff people, and the experience of several vacations in Vongola also allowed her to satisfy the Mori family's curiosity about exotic customs.

Everything went smoothly.

A dinner for both guests and hosts.

Time passed slowly, the hour and minutes ruthlessly and relentlessly ran according to the prescribed pace, no matter what, it finally came to the end.

Mori Shinsuke and Mori Ryota started to clean up the dishes, Yayoi got up, ready to say goodbye, and drew the final end to this late date.

—but suddenly felt his hands being held.

She turned her head, and what she saw was Mori Shiori's gentle eyes that were stained with tears for some reason.

"Yayoi, let's talk, shall we?"

The words that should have been rejected turned into acquiescence in that gaze, and Yayoi was led upstairs by Mori Shiori to her and Mori Shinsuke's master bedroom.

Gently pushing Yayoi's shoulder, motioning for her to go in first, Mori Shiori closed the door behind her backhand.But in the next second, Yayoi heard the slight "clang" sound of the door being locked.

This is not right.

But when Yayoi raised her head in a daze, and met Shiori Mori's gaze, she lost the strength to run away or leave.

She took the initiative to step forward, voluntarily jumped into the unknown trap, and threw herself into the arms of the bait.

"...Did something happen? It's okay, please tell me. No matter what, I will help you solve it."

Yayoi tried her best to stand on tiptoe, wipe away the moistness that was about to fall from the corners of the other party's eyes, and told her softly but firmly: "So, don't cry? I like the way you smile."

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Mori Shizhi's tears were more painful and unbearable than telling her to bleed.

After Kemori Shiori heard these words, she suddenly bent down, half-kneeled on the ground, and hugged Yayoi tightly in her arms. The tears seemed to have completely opened the gate, and they flowed down more and more unstoppably. quit.

Yayoi was so flustered that she didn't even know how to place her hands and feet.

She could only pat Mori Shiori on the back over and over again, repeating "it's okay" over and over again, and stammered and started bragging about herself, trying to convince the other party of her abilities.

But in the end, Mori Shizhi only spoke a word.

"You...are 'my'...daughter, right? Yayoi."

She spoke in a definite statement.

Yayoi lost her voice.

The author has something to say:

I've been moving for the past two days, and I'm so tired... I fell asleep for ten hours before waking up.

I haven't written in two days + the ending card text, I will put a short one up first, and there will be another update later.