"On what basis? This is my place!"
Hearing his words, she raised her head to look at the man standing diagonally behind her.
"I'm the owner of this place! There's no such thing as making a guest cook while the owner sits around!"
She argued with him. Even though she missed her dear boyfriend's cooking, as his girlfriend, she could not possibly make him cook for her each time, right?
"En?" He raised a brow. "Am I a guest to you?"
"Of…" Before she could finish, she saw him look at her warningly, and she shut her mouth.
"Fine. You're not my guest."
"En." He nodded slightly, saying simply, "I'll cook, then."
"…" Her mouth twitched a little when she heard this.
Before she could say anything, she saw his dashing face get bigger and bigger.
A cool sensation on her red lips followed immediately after.
It was a quick kiss on her lips.
"Good girl."
