イタズラな KISS ~3 ✔

Irie Naoki - 1.4

[Irie Naoki's Special Chapter: Episode 1 - (Itazura Na Kiss Love In Tokyo Season Two) Part Four]

I couldn't keep up a calm face when her cooking is very bad.

The eggs were very salty. It is also very bitter.

The hotdogs were also burned.

The bread's color is black.

I couldn't even distinguish which is which.

"Am I right? They aren't bad as they look, Irie-kun. I cooked that with love and with the thinking that Irie-kun will like this..." she said while looking at me eating.

"Kotoko." I called her after I put my fork down, "Aren't you eating?" I asked.

She moved a bit, "Oh. I forgot. I wanted to see your reaction before I eat. I'm glad you like it, Irie-kun. This breakfast is specially made for you." she said with a smile and grabbed herself an egg and bread to her plate.

Huh? Did she forget to taste it before I do? And she's really confident in her cooking skills huh.

"You're really having a bad memory, Kotoko." I sarcastically said. "When did you become a great cook? For me, you didn't improve a little bit." I said trying to hold my anger, "Can't you see? This is bad. You shouldn't touch the kitchen when in fact you aren't getting good enough in cooking."

Hey, I didn't mean it. This is not what I mean. What I mean is...

Darn it.

You really say anything you don't mean, Naoki. And you can't take it back anymore.

"I'm so sorry, Irie-kun. I thought I improve a little bit," she said with such a sad face that I made me regret what I said. I hate making her sad. But I can't control myself sometimes. I don't understand why I hate her stupidity at the same time I adore it.

Then I reminded myself: Naoki, you married her knowing that she doesn't know how to cook, she always creates trouble for you, she's simple-minded and lastly, she's very stupid.

I need to do something.

I looked at her hands. The other one has a burn. So she really put her effort into making this? And I looked at the kitchen. It was really in mess. I saw eggshells on the floor. And they were so many plates piled up in the kitchen. And I looked back at Kotoko, her face has remnants of flour.

"You did all of this mess?" I asked meaning to the kitchen and the things messed up on the floor.

She nodded not looking at my face. "H-hai."

Since she put her very best effort into making me breakfast, I really should eat a little part of it. I love her effort... her power of achieving anything but somehow the outcome is really different. It was the opposite of her hard work. It makes me amazed sometimes how she could put everything without improving a little bit. And I don't know how those things made me fall for her. I may be the idiot here but I don't regret it. Somehow, I feel happy and at the same time mad. It's just that so complicated that a genius like me can't even explain it. This is what Kotoko always gives me... she always gives me a feeling which I can't even distinguish but surely it will give a warm effect inside my heart.

"You even tried to make pancakes?"

"H-hai. But I failed Irie-kun! I don't want you to eat something gross like that." and she stood up and grabbed my plate away from me, "If this tastes bad, you don't have to eat this anymore." she said. "I'm sorry! I will try to make something better someday. You know, you're right! We should eat breakfast outside!"