At the weekend, Ryuji woke up from his sleep, looked at the time, it was already 8 in the morning.
"Time to make breakfast." Ryuji felt that he could choose the best brother, and he had to cook for his sister early even on weekends.
"I want a sandwich."
"Okay." Even though he is not good at foreign cuisine, he can still make simple sandwiches.
Oh no, who's talking!
Ryuji was surprised, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Eriri sitting at his desk angrily.
Eriri changed from her usual elegant attire, wearing a green tracksuit, black-rimmed glasses, and her blonde hair casually combed back into twintail, adding a touch of charm that she normally lacked.
"Why are you here!" Ryuji shouted at Eriri, not only appearing in his house, but also in his room, he didn't notice it at all!
Ryuji's perceptual ability wasn't bad, he would sense anything within ten meters of him and be hostile.
Someone like Eriri, and yet to feel it within three meters of her could only point out...
Am I helpless against this person..." Ryuji looked at Eriri and sighed inwardly.
"What can I do? My deadline is approaching, but the progress is still one third less!" Eriri shouted frantically.
Deadlines are a nightmare for almost every creator!
"Then obediently return to your home to catch up on the script!" Ryuji said angrily "And how did you get into my house!"
If Mash or Mashiro opened the door, they would at least tell him, so he can see Eriri's behavior breaking into a private house.
Eriri felt triumphant and said, "That's the key auntie gave me."
Ryuji rubbed his forehead, there was nothing he could do with his mother.
"But why did you come to my house to chase the script?" Ryuji asked.
If it's just drawing, obviously more comfortable at home.
"At home, there are guests invited by father. If I were at home, I would definitely be dragged to accompany the guests." Eriri's face suddenly turned red, and she explained with a stutter.
This was just one of the reasons, and another reason was that Megumi and Ryuji's date yesterday led Eriri to plan to stay with Ryuji for the weekend.
Of course, a tsundere girl can't seem to come up with such an excuse.
"So." Ryuji nodded, Eriri's father was a diplomat, and the garden behind the mansion was often used for parties, and Eriri used to complain to him.
"Forget it, you want a sandwich, right?" Ryuji shook his head, not so much if there were more people in the house, and not so much if there was one less.
"Yes!" Eriri's face was full of joy.
Ryuji went to the kitchen to make breakfast, and Eriri followed.
"Isn't the deadline approaching?" The corners of Ryuji's mouth twitched.
"It's okay, there is time." Eriri leaned against the wall, watching Ryuji cook, calm and warm.
"Hey Ryuuji."
"What."
"What did you and Kato do yesterday?" Eriri asked nervously.
"Shopping." Ryuji answered naturally.
"Just shopping?" Eriri's eyes lit up.
"If not?" Ryuji rolled his eyes, yesterday he and Megumi came back before dinner, how could they have time to do anything?
Eriri breathed a sigh of relief.
Eriri didn't speak anymore, just watching Ryuji cook quietly, clearly the positions of men and women were reversed, but there was an indescribable sense of harmony.
"Eriri." Mashiro came out of the room and was surprised to see her friend.
"Mashiro." Eriri left Ryuji decisively and went to chat with Mashiro.
After breakfast, Eriri continued to draw in Ryuji's room.
"Don't you feel awkward rushing into the men's room?" Ryuji asked Eriri while lying on the bed and reading a light novel.
"I want you to take care of it!" Eriri is arrogant.
Eriri is a well-known artist active in the dounin world, and Kashiwagi Eri's works are always popular at fan exhibitions.
She stayed at Ryuji's house all day, and drew fanfic for at least 12 hours, which impressed Ryuji quite a bit.
"Ah, I can't do it!"
However, there is a price. After putting down the brush, Eriri slumped down on the chair.
"Thank You." Ryuji brought a bowl of hot soup and placed it beside the girl.
Eriri was serious about drafting, even forgetting to eat lunch, by this time she was already hungry.
"I can't move it anymore!" Eriri wailed, she lost a lot of strength just by raising her hand.
Ryuji had nothing to do with her, took the hot soup, put the spoon in his mouth and blew on it, then handed it to Eriri's mouth.
Eriri's cheeks were flushed, and she rarely refused, accepting Ryuji's food.
Ryuji was very surprised, he thought Eriri would be stubborn, but he didn't expect to be so obedient?