"Let me rest a little longer.
I'm still so full."
After washing the dishes, Gojo Satoru looked at Amikura Mako, who was sprawled across the sofa, and for a moment didn't know what to say.
Perhaps sensing the strange look in Gojo Satoru's eyes, Amikura Mako explained indignantly,
"Who can blame me when Satoru-kun makes everything so delicious? Look, I'm practically getting fat."
As she spoke, she pinched the excess flesh around her waist.
"Then should I stop cooking for you?"
"No! I was just joking!"
Startled by Gojo Satoru's words, Amikura Mako hurriedly replied.
She had nearly stood up on instinct just now, but the fullness in her stomach still made it hard to get to her feet.
"I'll be fine after resting a little longer!
Just a little."
"Sigh~"
I raised her, so I can't get mad...
More than ten minutes later,
Amikura Mako finally stood up and looked excitedly at Gojo Satoru.
"I'm back to full health!
Let's go right now!"
As she spoke, she headed for the entrance.
But then she heard him say something that made no sense to her.
"You don't need to change your shoes. Just come over here."
"Huh?"
Unable to understand what he meant, Amikura Mako obediently walked over to Gojo Satoru.
But he only looked at her with a serious expression.
"Is Satoru-kun planning to do something? You're acting strange."
It was the first time he had stared at her like this, and Amikura Mako felt a little panicked. She worried he might still be mad about what had just happened.
"Xiao Mako, do you remember what I told you?"
His question left Amikura Mako even more confused.
"Which thing do you mean, Satoru-kun?"
"Reach out your hand. You'll know soon enough."
Gojo Satoru didn't answer her question. Instead,