The second day.

Aoi Hoshino was awakened by a loud noise.

"what happened?"

She jumped off the bed and rushed out of the bedroom without even having time to put on her slippers. Unexpectedly, she bumped into Shiho Miyano, who had her eyes wide open and looked innocent.

Miyano Shiho didn't expect that her movements would be so fast. From the sound of the explosion to the appearance of "Masuyama Wasabi", Miyano Shiho could only barely maintain the expression on her face.

"I'm sorry, Miss Masuyama."

She stared with her big eyes, trying hard to recall all the grievances she had suffered over the years.

She had been sent abroad by the organization to study when she was five years old, and she had been separated from her sister for a long time. She had also been subjected to all kinds of malicious gazes and restrictions over the years...

Tears gradually welled up in Miyano Shiho's eyes.

"I was just trying to heat up an egg for you, but it exploded within a minute of being in the microwave."

Miyano Shiho was sobbing, and her thin shoulders trembled as she lowered her head to wipe away her tears. However, in Hoshino Aoi's eyes, she felt reassured and relaxed.

"Oh? Is that so?"

There was a teasing smile in her eyes.

Miyano Shiho is no ordinary child.

Although she is not yet the 'Haihara Ai' who looks 7 but is actually 18 years old, Miyano Shiho is more independent than most people due to her many years of studying abroad and the inaction of her guardian, Vermouth.

So, would such a person really not know that heating raw eggs in a microwave could cause an explosion?

Hoshino Aoi expressed doubts about this.

"Are you protesting this way just because you don't want to make breakfast for me?"

"How...how could this be..."

Miyano Shiho paused while wiping her tears, then quickly reacted:

“I really didn’t know it would turn out like this.”

She seemed to be afraid that Hoshino Aoi would see something in her eyes, so she lowered her head and wiped her tears while speaking, acting as if she was aggrieved. Naturally, she did not see the mockery in Hoshino Aoi's eyes.

"Hmm...I see...then forget about breakfast today. Let's just go out and eat later."

Aoi Hoshino shrugged and said nonchalantly.

However, before Miyano Shiho could feel happy about the success of her plan, she heard her drawl and say something meaningful:

"But I believe that with Miyano's intelligence, he won't make the same mistake again, right?"

"Huh?"

This reaction...

It's not what she imagined...

Miyano Shiho couldn't help but frown, and the tears that were already almost uncontrollable were now completely gone.

"You're not still planning on having me make breakfast for you, are you?"

She turned her head and motioned for Aoi Hoshino to go look at the kitchen, which she had made a mess of in just one day.

"If you don't mind, then I don't mind."

Not, no!

Miyano Shiho rolled her eyes secretly.

If she really didn't care, she wouldn't have done this on purpose.

Unfortunately, the person she signaled to didn't mind at all. Not only did he not mind, he also said indifferently:

"Why not just buy another microwave? We're going out shopping soon, so we can just buy one and have it delivered to us."

As for the cleaning issue...

"Don't we still have Jonathan?"

"...It's not nice to disturb others with this kind of thing, right?"

After all, that man’s job shouldn’t include cleaning for her, right?

Miyano Shiho hesitated, but saw Hoshino Aoi walking towards the bathroom with a nonchalant look on her face:

"What does it matter? Since Vermouth gave him to me, that means I can do whatever I want with him, right?"

She curled her lips:

"I didn't give him any difficult tasks. It's just cleaning. If he can't even do this little job, then I'll just go find Vermouth and ask her to find someone else."

As for whether she will find...

When Hoshino Aoi passed by Miyano Shiho, she glanced at her subtly.

She rolled her eyes secretly at her again, obviously believing what she said.

A smile flashed in Hoshino Aoi's eyes.

It seems that she has a close relationship with the code-name members of the organization, is spoiled and willful, and was not beaten only because she has someone behind her. The character of this vase lady has been successfully created.

I just hope Jonathan Miller can be as gullible as Shiho Miyano.

But if his identity was really as she thought, then he probably wouldn't be fooled so easily...

Hoshino Aoi lowered her eyes as if squeezing toothpaste.

"Ring, ring, ring—"

"I'll open the door."

Miyano Shiho shouted outside the bathroom.

"Well, if it's Jonathan, you should ask him to wait for me for a while."

Hoshino Aoi spoke vaguely while brushing her teeth.

Soon, she heard Miyano Shiho's voice outside the door.

"Ms. Masuyama is washing up and asked you to wait for her for a moment."

Miyano Shiho was delivering the message in a serious tone, completely unaware that the man in front of her had begun looking her up and down the moment he saw her for the first time.

Fortunately, 'Masuyama Wasabi' didn't seem to do anything to her.

Jonathan Miller secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand, which had been tightly gripping the plastic bag, couldn't help but relax a little.

"Why are you here so early? Didn't we agree last night that you should come back at 11 o'clock?"

Hoshino Aoi didn't keep him waiting for long. As soon as he sat down, she came out of the bathroom, patting her face gently.

"Ah, I was just a little worried that Miss Masuyama would go shopping hungry, so I bought two sandwiches and sent them over."

Jonathan Miller couldn't say that he was worried that Shiho Miyano really couldn't cook and would be bullied by Masuyama Wasabi because of it, right?

So when he met Masuyama Wasabi's puzzled look, he raised the bag in his hand and said to her with a smile.

Seeing this, Hoshino Aoi and Miyano Shiho raised their eyebrows at the same time.

"I see... I thought you were afraid that I would deliberately make things difficult for Miyano because she can't cook."

"How could that be? I just wanted to better complete the task assigned to me by Lady Vermouth."

Jonathan Miller's heart trembled, but on the surface he said with a relaxed look:

"As for worrying about something like that, I'm not some kind-hearted older brother."

That's why I didn't come over early in the morning to check on the situation just because I was worried that the child was being bullied.