Remember Me, Baby.
He will be a good husband

The sun was already almost at the foot of the horizon when Keiko finally came out of the room. After locking the door, he locked himself in the white room all day. He also ignored Andrew's calls, who several times stood in front of his room and knocked on the door.

After thinking and contemplating all day, Keiko still did not know what to do with Andrew. Everything that happened was too sudden. Within 24 hours, he was stranded with the man in a remote house on a cliff top, thousands of kilometers away from Tokyo.

Wouldn't it seem strange if I just obeyed all of the man's words without the slightest suspicion? Who can guarantee he's not the mastermind of all this? What if it turns out that he harmed Hiro and set everything up to look like a trap set by someone else?

Keiko exhaled violently and shook her head strongly, making Andrew who was struggling in front of the laptop look up and turn towards her.

“Available?” andrew asked as he removed the virtual glasses that connected him to Clark and Garry, ignoring the cries of protest from the two men because he suddenly ignored them.

“Ya,” reply Keiko briefly.

The girl only returned Andrew a glance, then turned her body clumsily towards her room. Being too quiet, he thought Andrew was out. Who would have thought that the man was sitting by the window that separated the door of their room.

“Eat, I cooked a little. It may not be very tasty, but it can eliminate hunger,” Andrew said as he pointed to the door located after their room.

“Turns warmed only. You haven't eaten all day, ‘kan?" he continued when he saw the girl in front of him hurriedly wanting to open the door of his room again.

Keiko's hand movements stopped in midair. He hasn't eaten all day, but ....

“If I make you uncomfortable, I will come out. You can eat quietly,” continued Andrew again when watching the movements of Keiko who was a bit hesitant.

“I ... not hungry,” replied Keiko while turning her eyes away.

However, just as his mouth was clenched, an extremely loud voice echoed through the air until it was clearly heard by the two of them.

Crutches.

The sound of her stomach rumbling loudly made Keiko's face flushed red. He really wanted to beat his stomach which could not be cooperated with. Totally disgraceful.

Andrew gave a smile as he brushed aside the scattered files before him quickly. He left his laptop on, took it and walked past Keiko to the front room. He did not want to make the girl even more embarrassed, so he walked past without saying a word.

After Andrew's shadow was no longer visible, Keiko pressed her forehead against the door leaf and beat her own head.

“Stupid basis! Stupid ... very embarrassing...,” grumbled Keiko while squeezing her stomach slowly.

The girl wanted to go back to the room and lock herself up for good, not wanting to see Andrew again. Finally, after getting rid of the last ego he had, Keiko walked into the kitchen and found a pot of miso soup on an electric stove.

He lit the stove and waited until hot steam billowed from the stew. The soft hissing sound was heard because of the steam that broke through the gap of the pot lid. Keiko immediately turned off the stove, then took the bowl for the soup and carefully moved the hot sauce into the bowl. He then scooped the rice and added some chicken carage on the table.

First of all, Keiko scoops the miso soup sauce, blows it off for a while and then tasting the brownish-colored sauce. A savory taste that fit made the girl clap. It tastes really good.

Did the man cook it himself? Or did someone come over while I was sleeping? mumbling Keiko in the heart.

Enthusiastically he again spooned the soup into the mouth, followed by rice and pieces of chicken carage. The mix feels absolutely perfect. Although this dish may be prepared for breakfast, it still tastes delicious.

Unknowingly the plate of rice in front of him was all over. Keiko glanced hesitantly at the rice cooker located next to the stove, then looked back at her plate. If he took the rice and side dishes again, would Andrew Roux know about it?

After pondering for a moment, Keiko rubbed her stomach a glance then walked towards the rice cooker. His stomach is hungry! Fuck if the man knows how much to eat! Why why anyway?

Wrong himself for telling me to eat!

“You like? Good then ... just spend it.”

“Uhuk!”

The sound from behind her body made Keiko choke until her face turned red. He smacked his chest in panic. Where did that guy come from? Why did he not realize it was coming?

Andrew panicked. He immediately poured a glass of water and thrust it towards Keiko. Rubbing the girl's back, he said, “Slightly slow down, no one is fighting over food with you.”

“....”

Keiko could not reply to that remark. He downed the water in a glass and regulated his irregular breathing. His eyes were watery and his nose was sore. God fucking.

“I surprised you?” andrew asked as she realized Keiko was staring at him with narrowed eyes.

You reckon?

Keiko snorted slowly. Suddenly he lost interest in eating, but this delicious food was too dear to waste.

“Sorry, I just want to get some drinking water. Seeing you eat with me greedily ..”

Andrew raised both his hands and made a locking motion in front of his mouth when he saw the smoldering highlight in Keiko's gaze. He said, “I don't talk anymore. Continue eating you.”

Andrew took the drinking water for himself, then hurried out of the room. While Keiko ... the girl again ate the dish in front of him with greed. He spent it all until there was nothing left in the dishes and bowls.

The cooking is really good. He would be a good husband ....

Keiko's body suddenly tensed up due to the absurd thought that dropped by her head all of a sudden.

Haishh .. how can I think like that? Keiko, awake ....

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Miso soup or miso shiru is a Japanese soup made from dashi that is added seafood or vegetables as a filling and given miso as a flavor.

Generally Miso soup is served with white rice and is usually used as a breakfast menu.

The taste of Miso Soup itself is savory and distinctive, depending on the type of miso used, the quality of dashi, and the skills of the person who made it.

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Karaage ( ⁇ or ⁇ or [kaaaae]) (pronunciation approximately kah-rah-ah-ge), is a Japanese-style cooking technique in which various types of food ingredients — more often chicken, chicken, or chicken, also meat, or fish — fried soak in a lot of oil. This piece of meat is flavored with mirin or salted marinade sauce made from a mixture of soy sauce, garlic, and ginger, then coated with wheat flour or potato flour, and then coated with soy sauce, then fried in cooking oil that much — similar to how to cook tempura.

source: Wikipedia

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Hello everyone, the author wants a hiatus first this manuscript. Maybe after the fall. Sad .... stuck at level 3.hiks...😖