The burning firewood crackled continuously, while the pot now held a fragrant hodgepodge stew.
Asano Kiyoshi wore a pink apron as he busied himself cooking, while Hirako clutched his injured head, his face flushed as he explained something to everyone.
However, his attitude did not seem convincing. Not only had his explanation failed to clear up everyone's misunderstanding, it made Hiyori blush as she cursed Hirako for being a shameless bald bastard and gave him another loving smack with her slipper.
Having once again received Hiyori's slipper-loving treatment, another large bump rose on Hirako's head.
Hirako held his two bumps, tears in his eyes as he looked at Hiyori. His face showed that he wanted to resist, but when he saw the slightly yellowed IOU in her hand, every thought of rebellion vanished...
Damn it! Why did I borrow money to invest back then?!
And why did I borrow the most from Hiyori?!
Silently swallowing his tears, Hirako looked at Hiyori and put on a fawning smile.
Seeing Hirako's disgusting grin, Hiyori felt a chill run down her spine. She looked at him disdainfully and said, "What bad idea are you thinking up now?! Let me tell you, you have to pay back the money you owe me! I-I can give you an extension, but you still have to pay it all back!"
Hearing Hiyori's words, Hirako gave an evil grin inwardly. Sure enough, little girls like this were the easiest to fool!
Seeing Hirako's villainous expression, Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō sighed softly and said, "By the way, Little Hirako, wasn't it your turn to cook today? Why did Little Kiyoshi suddenly take over?"
Hearing Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō's question, Hirako picked his nose, then flicked the booger onto Hiyori, who had not noticed. Smiling, he said, "That's because Little Kiyoshi thought he'd caused