A Man Who Cooks For Himself And A High School Girl (WN)

r>I was about to set it up and turned it on when the intercom, which rarely rang, echoed throughout my apartment.

(Who could it be at this hour…?)

I looked through the door scope while thinking that there shouldn’t a delivery today.
Then I unlocked the door when I saw the person who is reflected there.

“Ah…G-Good evening, Onii-san.”

When I opened the door, there stood a high school girl from next door.
Unlike yesterday, she was not dressed in her school uniform, but rather in casual attire.

“Good evening, do you need something?”

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“Yes, I just wanted to thank you for yesterday…”

What she held out to me seemed to be a package of cookies or something.
From the way they were neatly wrapped, it seemed that she had taken the trouble to buy them from somewhere.

“I-It’s fine, you don’t have to worry about that…”

“No, thank you very much for yesterday.
Please take it.”

To be honest, I have tremendous resistance to receiving from someone who doesn't even have a microwave in their apartment…Np, I don't know if her family is really poor or if they are wealthy.

However, there was no way I was going to take what she was willingly giving me without a fight, so I took it with reserve while saying, “thank you.”

“How's your dinner tonight, is everything fine?”

“Hm? I bought it at the convenience store!”

(I knew it wasn't okay…)

The high school girl looks at me curiously as I cover my eyes.

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“Err…If you ever want to have a meal again, you can come to my house anytime.
I can't offer you anything special, but…”

I was about to say, “Do you want to eat a cup of ramen?” but I stopped.

Then, the girl gave me a bright smile and said, “Thank you very much!” It looks strangely dazzling to me, partly because there are no people around me who shows such an innocent smile.

“Well then, I’m sorry for bothering you this late at night.
Good night, Onii-san.”

“Yeah, good night and see you later.”

After bowing politely, I watched her back as she went back to the room next to me, and closed the door.

“*Sigh* Anyway, I should’ve heated her bento at my apartment…”

Then the sound of the electronic kettle popping and boiling water echoed inside the room as if laughing at me for noticing it before now.