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He had even prepared breakfast for her, and it was Aozaki Reiji's favorite.
When people don't know the other person's preferences, they subconsciously give what they like best, believing it to be the best, to others.
Senjumaru knew this clearly.
A strange sense of gratitude and joy welled up within her, and she carefully sat down.
Although, given their condition, it was perfectly fine for them not to eat.
However, a craving for food has nothing to do with the body's needs.
Aozaki Reiji had actually considered this from the very beginning; this thoughtfulness was truly touching.
Although Reiji-kun seems a bit mischievous, he's actually a very considerate and gentle man!
Senjumaru's unilateral favorability towards Aozaki Reiji instantly increased by a few points.
Then, as she parted her full lips and brought the glistening roasted sausage to her mouth.
"...So delicious!"
A familiar feeling.
Although many years had passed, and it was a dish she had never tasted before.
She could still tell that Aozaki Reiji's cooking skills had not diminished in the slightest.
Just as Senjumaru was happily eating, she inadvertently looked up.
At that moment, she happened to see Aozaki Reiji walking towards her from the direction of Hikifune Kirio's bedroom, scratching his head as he came.
Aozaki Reiji's face seemed to carry a hint of fatigue and drowsiness.
"Reiji-kun! You must be tired after working all night, right? You look very weary."
Senjumaru asked with concern.
Aozaki Reiji shook his head and replied:
"Ah... I was trying to precisely control my Reiatsu all last night, and it did consume a lot of energy, but it's not really tiring."
"The result of my efforts last night was pretty good, right? Oh, by the way, what time is it now?"
Hearing Aozaki Reiji's question, Senjumaru immediately turned to look at the large clock on the wall.
The hour hand was already pointing to eight o'clock.
"It's still very early, Reiji-kun! Why don't you go back to your room and rest for a bit?"
Senjumaru suggested.
Aozaki Reiji did not respond to her words, but instead stared intently at Senjumaru.
He suddenly reached out and touched Senjumaru's cheek, moving his hand all the way to the corner of her mouth.
"Rei..."
Senjumaru let out a startled cry, as if she had been electrocuted.
Aozaki Reiji's fingers gently brushed Senjumaru's cheek, bringing a faint warmth that made her involuntarily tremble and cry out.
Instantly, Senjumaru's mind went blank, and she even forgot to dodge.
And just then, Aozaki Reiji slowly parted his lips, and the innocent senior sister, who was over a thousand years old, quickly closed her eyes...
"You have oil all over your face. Was what I made really that delicious, Senjumaru-senpai?"
Aozaki Reiji looked at her with a hint of a teasing smile, gently pinching her cheek.
"You... you little brat, what exactly are you doing?!"
Senjumaru's face flushed crimson.
Her head swayed like a rattle-drum as she tried to shake off Aozaki Reiji's hand.
Like a schoolgirl harassed by a strange uncle on a train, she quickly retreated backward, continuously slapping her own cheeks.
Her lustrous black long hair swayed from side to side around her cheeks like willow catkins.
Aozaki Reiji felt a bit confused, his eyebrows strangely askew, looking utterly bewildered.
To be reasonable.
I was just wiping your face, was such an extreme reaction necessary?
I touched the corner of her mouth last night too, and nothing happened?
Could it be that this woman's brain is a single-core processor, and she was too embarrassed to react then?
Aozaki Reiji, whose integrity had long since been thrown to the wind, didn't feel like he had done anything wrong at all.
He even secretly analyzed the reasons for her inconsistent reactions both times.
Aozaki Reiji blinked, and after seriously pondering for a second, he suddenly slapped his hand in realization.
He seemed to have understood something important.
Then, he said in an apologetic tone:
"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot."
Then, Aozaki Reiji nodded with unprecedented seriousness, looking at Senjumaru with the most solemn expression he had ever shown.
His eyes were filled with tenderness and understanding, as if he had seen through everything.
Then, he said softly:
"I'm sorry... I forgot that you haven't had such intimate contact with a man in over a thousand years. It was really rude of me to touch you so casually."
Upon hearing these words, Senjumaru's body trembled slightly, and her eyes instantly lost their luster.
She froze, and her entire being seemed to emit a dark aura.
Time passed by second by second, as if an entire century had gone by.
The color gradually drained from her face, the highlights in her eyes slowly dimmed, and eventually, her entire eyes turned into hollow darkness.
Those eyes no longer held any brilliance, as if all life force had been drained from them.
Then, she slowly raised her head in a motion as slow as a slow-motion playback.
Like a female ghost in a horror movie.
Her head tilted slightly, her hand rested on Aozaki Reiji's shoulder, and a chilling breath escaped her lips.
"Reiji-kun—"
......
"It's chilly... This is truly the first time in my life I've worn an apron in such an exposed state."
"Your method of attack is truly unique; it gives me a strange sense of shame."
"So Kirio, please, can you get me some clothes?"
Aozaki Reiji said, looking at the gloating purple-haired senior sister.
"...I-I-I already said I'm sorry! Besides, this is absolutely Reiji-kun's fault. Although I'm apologizing, it's definitely your fault!"
With glistening tears in her eyes, Senjumaru tightly hugged a sofa cushion, curling up in Kirio's embrace like a wounded little animal.
Her body trembled slightly, and she occasionally let out a sob, as if the entire world was filled only with her sorrowful crying.
However, despite this, she still tried hard to control her emotions and apologized properly.
Such an utterly embarrassing personality, perhaps there is no one else in the world who can compare.
Aozaki Reiji shrugged helplessly, continuing to focus on his busy work at the stove.
At this moment, he was in the kitchen preparing lunch, his movements skilled and graceful.
He had never thought.
As a man, he would one day wear such an apron and display such a domestic side.
Normally, such a scene, where one is only covered by an apron, would only appear on Rangiku and others.
Perhaps, this was the so-called wonderful destiny between husband and wife.
Aozaki Reiji couldn't help but think.
After suffering an unprecedented major mental blow, Senjumaru felt utterly humiliated.
At this moment, she had entered a state of self-abandonment, no longer caring about her image.
Her tear-filled, reddish peach blossom eyes carefully hid behind the cushion, secretly observing the expressions of Aozaki Reiji and Hikifune Kirio.
Her prestige as a senior seemed to have diminished even more... No, it should be said that it was completely gone.
This discovery filled Senjumaru with immense despair, but at the same time, she inexplicably felt a sense of relief.
It wasn't that she had never had any interactions with men, but she had never experienced such intimate physical contact.
Perhaps, her overreaction when touched just now was indeed a bit excessive.
But... to say such things so directly to a senior, wasn't that going too far?!
Was this still the junior who used to respect her?! (Aozaki Reiji: Sorry, never was.)
Senjumaru puffed out her cheeks.
But still! Would anyone say that to someone's face, showing no respect?!
And what was with that! That pitying expression just now!
I'm a strong woman who just doesn't need a man, it's not because I can't find a man I like!
What do Retsu and Kirio see in him... He's clearly a rude man with no sense of boundaries.
How annoying!
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