Watching Sajuna's serious demeanor in the kitchen, Akira couldn't help but want to talk to Sajuna again.
He felt like he was being quite troublesome.
"Sajuna-chan."
"Eh."
Sajuna heard the address and wanted to turn around, but due to the cooking, she had to focus on the dish in front of her.
"Today, I talked to Wakana about meeting up."
"Meeting?"
"Yes," Akira replied, "Shinju is also participating in the cosplay, and besides, most of our cosplay photography will need Shinju to take the pictures."
"After all, my photography skills aren't as good as Shinju's yet."
"Mhm." Sajuna nodded.
"Wakana also has some things he wants to ask Shinju, so I agreed."
Akira observed Sajuna's expression, wanting to see if he had made her angry.
Sajuna's peripheral vision caught Akira staring intently at her, and finally, finding a moment, she turned her head to look at Akira.
"Aki-Kun, what's wrong?"
As she turned her head, her soft pink hair swayed slightly, and the small pink braid on one side gently brushed her cheek.
Akira smiled, no longer thinking about what he had just been pondering.
It was indeed self-inflicted trouble.
After all, both he and Sajuna were thinking of each other.
"Sajuna really has the elegant demeanor of a Yamato Nadeshiko."
"Hehe."
Shinju's chuckle slowly drifted over from the side.
A television was on opposite Shinju's sofa, playing a TV show.
However, judging by Shinju's snickering, it probably wasn't the TV show that made her laugh.
Sajuna's cheeks became even redder.
She was praised in front of Shinju.
"Stop bothering me!"
Sajuna protested.
Akira had to retreat to the living room again, thought for a moment, and walked towards the sofa.
"Shinju."
"Eh, Akira -Onii, is something wrong?" Shinju asked, looking puzzled, as there hadn't been any questions about her before.
"I discussed with the classmate who is helping Sajuna make the clothes, and we want to meet tomorrow."
Akira looked at Shinju in front of him: "Shinju, can you go tomorrow? After all, you're the photographer for this event."
"Eh? I have to meet Akira -Onii's classmate?" Shinju asked, looking surprised.
She had only just found out her sister was going to cosplay, and some information hadn't fully sunk in yet.
So, the one helping her sister make the cosplay outfit was Akira -Onii's classmate.
No wonder her sister wasn't worried about the cosplay outfit.
"So, what do you need me to do, Akira -Onii?"
Shinju said, looking at Akira, her arms crossed in front of her chest, speaking a little shyly.
"I always feel shy meeting strangers."
Akira laughed heartily and slowly extended his arm.
Shinju saw Akira's movement, somewhat understood his meaning, and without much thought, gently offered her head.
"Shinju, you were quite brave at the family restaurant a long time ago."
Akira stroked Shinju's head; her hair was as smooth as Sajuna's.
Shinju lowered her head and said nothing.
At that moment, Sajuna came out of the kitchen, carrying the finished dishes.
"Aki-Kun, Shinju, dinner's ready!"
Akira and Shinju quickly stood up from the sofa, helping Sajuna carry the finished dishes out of the kitchen.
Sajuna slowly took off her apron, hung it on the hook at the kitchen entrance, and looked at Akira and Shinju, saying, "One dish needs to cool for a bit. Aki-Kun and Shinju, would you like something to drink?"
Shinju turned her head to look at Akira, but saw that Akira had, at some point, already gazed at Sajuna with deep affection.
Sajuna, unable to bear the attention, dodged a couple of times before finally stumbling into Akira's embrace.
Her crimson cheeks were turned away from Shinju, not daring to let Shinju see her face.
Aki-Kun was truly incorrigible.
Sajuna pressed close to Akira's chest, feeling the quiet, peaceful, yet firm and reliable aura emanating from him, and sure enough, she couldn't resist speaking words of affection.
"Aki-Kun, I love you the most."
"You're the worst."
Shinju's expression also slowly softened.
After accepting this, she felt her sister had become even cuter.
She truly wished her sister eternal happiness!
But if her boyfriend was Akira -Onii, she would definitely be happy forever, right?
Right!
After a moment of tenderness, Akira and Sajuna slowly separated.
Sajuna lowered her head, not daring to look at Shinju opposite her, as it was simply too embarrassing.
"Let's, let's eat."
Sajuna squeezed out a few words from her throat.
She was still looking forward to Aki-Kun's evaluation.
After all, it was specially prepared for Aki-Kun, who had worked hard all day.
The tempura, coated in batter, had a golden-yellow surface and carried a light, fragrant scent.
Next to it was a dish of stewed tofu meatballs, clearly a pure tofu dish.
The surface was slightly grilled, making it look crispy and delicious.
"I'm eating now."
After a simple pre-meal ritual, Akira picked up the chopsticks on the table.
Under Sajuna's watchful gaze, he picked up a piece of tempura, dipped it in a little pepper, and put it in his mouth.
A crispy sensation came from his taste buds, feeling no less delicious than what he himself made.
Seeing Sajuna's expectant expression, Akira gave a thumbs-up: "You did a great job."
Sajuna's slightly pouted lips bloomed into the most beautiful smile.
Her lips, coated in lip gloss, reflected tiny glints of light under the illumination, looking incredibly alluring.
Akira swallowed, picked up a tofu meatball next to it, and put it in his mouth.
The tofu meatball, with its minced meat filling, combined the refreshing sweetness of tofu and the delicate fragrance of minced meat, transmitting them to his mind through his taste buds, intertwining and blending in his mouth, appearing both ordinary and elegant.
"Sajuna's cooking is amazing."
Akira opened his eyes, truly looking at his little girlfriend with new admiration.
Such surprising dishes couldn't be learned in just a short time.
Sajuna's gaze shifted, and she said softly, "I learned it all from Mom."
Akira stroked Sajuna's head: "I really want to marry Sajuna and bring her home."
Before Sajuna could react, she heard Shinju protest from the side.
"Elder Sister! Akira -Onii!"
"I'm still here!"
Shinju let out a cry of despair.
She was sitting right opposite them, so how could her sister and Akira -Onii seem not to see her?
Do people in love really only see each other?
Shinju said, puffing out her cheeks.
Sajuna quickly ran to Shinju's side and hugged her.
"Shinju, I'm sorry, please don't be angry."
Sajuna said apologetically.
She always forgot to take care of Shinju.
As if sensing her sister's feelings, Shinju slowly hugged Sajuna back, and in turn, began to comfort Sajuna.
She wasn't really that angry.
It was just that the two of them always showed affection in front of her.
It was truly unfriendly.
"Sister, don't worry, I'm not really angry."
Then, as if discussing something, she said in a faint voice, "It's just, in the future, when Sister and Akira -Onii are being affectionate, could you please not do it in front of me!"
"Oh, okay."
Sajuna agreed, her cheeks flushed.