When Uchiha Sasuke wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom, he smelled a familiar tomato scent.

After he was stunned for a moment, his cat eyes immediately overflowed with joy, and the corners of his mouth turned up. Then, like a kitten following the smell, he poked his head around the wall, and finally "touched" all the way to the kitchen.

"Are you cooking something for me?" He asked in a good mood with a towel on his head and one hand on the door frame.

"Has it been washed?" Uchiha turned his head and glanced at the person, "It's about the same time as I estimated. Go to my room to dry your hair with a hair dryer, and then come over for dinner."

"You helped my brother blow-dry his hair before, and now you have to blow-dry it for me too."

"..." Why do you still remember this? She said speechlessly, "No, you can brag yourself."

"No, please help me." Uchiha Sasuke folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, saying calmly, "If you don't help me, then let it get wet like this."

"...Then just keep it wet. You will be the one to suffer if you catch a cold anyway!" Uchiha turned around and continued to focus on the noodle pot in front of him.

"Okay, if you catch a cold, I will bear it myself and I will never cry to you. So, Sister Daizi, you must not feel guilty." In front of the person he likes, a certain person has always been honest and even a little silly.

The little black cat finally showed his cunning side, and seemed to have become more willful. To translate, it is——

I want it! I want it! Just! Yes! I want it!

Uchiha: "..." She seriously felt that one day she would be pissed off by this brat. She raised her hand, threw the noodles into the pot of boiled soup, and then washed her hands quickly.

, said angrily, "Look at the pot." Then he left in a hurry.

The moment they passed each other, she raised her hand and patted someone angrily. It was out of habit and she didn't use any force.

"Oh." Uchiha Sasuke responded, walked to the stove, and looked down at the boiling red soup in the pot. During the boiling, the red pulp was faintly visible, and it looked like it was fresh tomatoes with the skin removed.

The sauce is boiled together, and it can be said that it is overflowing with fragrance. At such a hungry moment, just smelling it makes people feel very warm and very greedy.

She wasn't very good at cooking, but as they lived together, she unknowingly became super good at it.

His eyes fell on the counter next to him, and he found chopped green onions and fried eggs on it. There was no doubt that she had tried hard. Although she was not good at it, she tried hard to make him a bowl of his.

The face he likes. This feeling makes him feel very gentle, and...

Very happy.

Uchiha Sasuke picked up the chopsticks and gently stirred the noodles in the pot.

He is not good at doing this either, but he still understands the most basic knowledge.

Just at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind again.

Uchiha Sasuke turned his head and was not surprised to see her walking in with a hairdryer. He smiled and asked: "Obi-sama, didn't you say you want to make soup for me? Why did you suddenly think of cooking noodles?" Of course, it is indeed more consistent.

That's what he wants.

"You came here in the car, didn't you eat much along the way? Even if you did, it was already so late, and you still ran in the rain for so long..." She pursed her lower lip and did not continue talking about this topic, but instead said

, "Anyway, I have the materials at home, so I'll just make you a bowl. It's definitely incomparable to Aunt Mikoto's and Itachi's, so just make do with it."

"I won't give in to your wishes. I will eat it carefully." He said seriously.

"..." Uchiha subconsciously looked away, remained silent for a moment, and whispered, "Okay, the noodles will be cooking for a while. I'll take this opportunity to help you blow dry your hair." After that, she dragged a chair to her.

On the wall with the socket, he patted the back of the chair and shouted like he was greeting a kitten at home, "Hurry up, come here, sit here."

The kitten jumped over happily, then raised his hands and pulled off the towel on his head.

Uchiha plugged in the belt, turned on the hair dryer, adjusted the temperature and wind force, blew it gently on the back of his neck, and asked, "Is this okay?"

"You have to use the same one as your brother." Sasuke Uchiha felt that as a human being, she should be "a bowl of water balanced". She had to give him a blowjob just as she had done to her brother before. She couldn't favor one thing over another.

"...Your hair quality is not that good." Uchiha complained, "It doesn't matter if you don't use such gentle wind, right?"

The little black cat suddenly puffed up one cheek, turned its head and pursed its lips to look at the person without saying anything, silently protesting with this behavior.

"...Okay, okay, it's the same." She decided not to argue with others about these details, otherwise the batter would be all over and her hair would not be finished.

In the next time...

Uchiha Sasuke, who was sitting on the chair, narrowed his eyes contentedly, enjoying the "hair blowing service" from his sweetheart. He could feel the warm air and fingers passing through his hair. It was very gentle and warm.

It was like falling into a beautiful dream, even the unavoidable sound of the hair dryer was no longer noisy, and even made people feel drowsy.

What breaks all this...

It was the warm wind and the sound that suddenly stopped at the same time.

"Okay." Uchiha raised his hand and habitually smoothed the hair of the person in front of him with his fingers. Normally, he shouldn't blow it so dry, but considering that he had just been exposed to the rain, he still

Dry it better. Then she felt it was very strange and interesting. It felt so soft when it was wet, but it exploded when it was 50% dry. Now even without applying anything similar to hairspray, it has completely turned into "

Chic look."

"...Hmm." Sasuke Uchiha thought for a while and said, "You will keep blowing for me from now on. It's very comfortable and I like it very much."

"...The noodles should be ready." Uchiha didn't answer the question. He just put the hair dryer into his arms, then stood up and walked towards the gas stove with low heat, picking up the chopsticks placed aside.

, pull the noodles in the pot a little, add salt, add green onions...

The little black cat, who didn't get a positive answer, puffed up its cheeks again and looked at the person silently.

Uchiha pretended not to notice the terrifyingly intense gaze, turned around with a plate of egg noodles in tomato soup, and said, "Okay, let's eat."

So...

Uchiha Sasuke sat at the table, holding the chopsticks with both hands and said: "I'm going to start." Then he put down the chopsticks very decisively, picked up the noodles and sipped them.

"How?" Although he was very self-aware of his craftsmanship, Ochiha still subconsciously asked.

"Yeah, it's delicious." Uchiha Sasuke nodded.

"Fortunately, Shisui bought tomatoes before." Uchiha Ouzi said, "Otherwise, I would have to use tomato paste to make soup base for you." He was not here, how could she buy tomatoes when she had nothing to do, and she didn't like to eat them.

"You are not allowed to mention other men at this time." Uchiha Sasuke said unhappily while chewing the omelette "viciously", "I am alone in Nanhe thinking about you every day, but you are here with Shisui

Brother lives a happy life and allows him to come in and out of your residence to take care of your life. Do you really care about me? Hmph!"

Uchiha tape: "???" What kind of jealousy is this! And from what standpoint is it jealous?

She rolled her eyes and didn't want to answer at all.

"Tell me," Uchiha Sasuke picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup, but continued to ask like "a royal palace returning from a trip asking for information about an adulterer", "Is it more important for me or him?"

Uchiha Obito replied: "Without Shisui, I might not have anything to eat; with you, I don't have to eat at all."

"……Um?"

"I'm so angry!"

"..."

"Stop nagging and let's eat!"

"..." OK.

So a certain jealous little black cat honestly ate his favorite tomato noodles. After finishing all the chopped tomatoes, noodles and fried eggs, he held the bowl with a cute face and "gurgled" the rest.

He drank up all the soup, then stuck out his tongue and licked the red corners of his mouth.

"Here." Uchiha stood up, pushed the tissue in front of him, and prepared to put away the dishes.

"I'll do it." Uchiha Sasuke took the lead in grabbing them and walked to the pool, and started cleaning them quickly and skillfully.

Uchiha Zi picked up the hair dryer and sent it back to his room.

After walking out of the room, she hesitated for a moment and then walked back to the kitchen without saying a word. She just stood by the door and silently looked at the back of the figure who was standing by the pool and leaning over to wash the dishes.

"Why don't you say anything?" Uchiha Sasuke, who seemed to be feeling something, asked while continuing to clean without raising his head.

Uchiha Oichi crossed his arms and replied: "I don't know... what to say."

"oh."

"I said...Sasuke."

"Um?"

"Is it worth it?"

"What?" Uchiha Sasuke, who had finished washing the tableware, turned on the faucet and began to rinse the foam on it.

"I came here just because..." Uchiha lowered his head and said softly, "But so what if I come here? There will be no reward and no results. For such a meaningless thing

, is it worth it?”

"I've said it before," Uchiha Sasuke replied calmly, "Whether it's worth it, whether it's meaningful or not, it's not up to you alone to judge this kind of thing. At least, at this moment, you stand here and just look at me.

, I no longer sit on the sofa, hugging pillows, watching the rain and feeling sad secretly like before. Then, it is very meaningful for me to come here."

"...Please, please don't be so kind to me." The kindness that cannot be reciprocated is a burden, which will only increase her guilt.

"I refuse." Uchiha Sasuke put the cleaned pots, dishes and chopsticks on the drain rack, washed his hands, turned around, took off his apron, and said with firm eyes, "Obi-san, I like you, so,

I want to be nice to you. You can refuse my wishes ten, hundred or even a thousand times, but you can’t refuse this, because I am willing.”

"..."

Uchiha Sasuke hung up his apron and walked toward the person.

Uchiha took a step back subconsciously, but then she stopped. Because many times, choosing to retreat means losing your position.
To be continued...