58 57 Shopping for Kurone and Tenna!





 After I got Sakai-san, who is a colleague of Anita, to act together with her, I was looking around at the kitchen utensils in the grocery store, holding hands with Amana.

How did you separate Onii-chan and Onii-san?
'Hmmm ... that's because they might become a couple.

 I'd heard lightly from my brother that he's a mother and son, so I answered honestly and gave the answer to my question, though I was a little worried about not reminding him of his father.

I know! Fufu is the guy who's going to be a mom and dad, right?
''Haha, well, it's technically a step before that, but... well, you're not wrong.

 Since she's a first grader, Amana-chan's lack of understanding of romance made me smile so much that I wanted to hug her for her pure reply.
 Ahhhhhh, why is it that her every move is so cute that she lacks vocabulary~?

 But I didn't know my brother had such a beautiful acquaintance....
 The fact that she looks good in glasses and looks like a capable woman makes me admire her more than just jealousy.
 Amana-chan's mother, Amana-san, is probably also a beautiful woman, so I'd say she's a flower in her hand.
 One of them is married with a child, though.

 But regardless of Amari's feelings, Sakai-san is definitely in love with him.
 Otherwise, he wouldn't be so upset when he met her at the Lost Child Center.
 But sadly, my naive brother doesn't seem to notice it at all.

 It's a great opportunity for him, and if he doesn't realize it, I can't find a word for it other than "stupid". 
 I thought that Sakai-san wouldn't be rewarded for the way things were going, so I had to complicate the situation and leave them alone, but... I hope it works out.

 Then that guy will be my sister-in-law.....ant.

 The reason why we are looking at the kitchen utensils while holding such worries and expectations in a corner of our minds is because of Amana's wishes.

 The reason is.....

I want to make cookies for my mom, who is always making me delicious meals!

 When I heard that request, I was in so much emo agony that it took me a little while to calm down.
 Of course, I answered immediately and said OK.

 According to Amana, Amana-san likes to eat cookies.
 She once asked Amana to make cookies to show her appreciation to her favorite mother, but she was refused.

 Well, no matter how clever I say she is, she's still in the first year of elementary school, and she's still a bit young to be making sweets.
 But it would be a shame to let her feelings go bad.......with proper supervision and guidance, there's no problem.

 I concluded that, and now we are looking at the tools necessary for making cookies.

Now, in order to fulfill Amana's request, we need not only the ingredients, but also tools that even little kids can use.
Yes!
'Good answer! Basically, I'll pick out the best one for you, but if there's a design you like, don't hesitate to let me know.
Yeah!

 Whether it's cooking or work, if it's a tool you're comfortable with, there's a world of difference in usability.
 Well, in Amana's case, she's a beginner, so just the basics are fine.

Can I use this, Onee-chan?
Yeah. Then it's all good.

 I gladly give the OK to the item in my hand with a straight look in my eyes that doesn't hide my excitement.
 Watching her reminds me of when I first started cooking.
 I couldn't help but enjoy cooking with the tools that only I would use, and when they told me it was delicious when I ate it, I struggled to suppress a smirk on my face.

 I didn't have a bit of math in between, so it was inspiring and really heartwarming.
 I realize firsthand what Anita meant when she said it was soothing.
 It's tempting to spoil him endlessly when he's such a good and cute boy, but he doesn't seem to be taking advantage of Amari-san's restraint and his own selflessness.

 I'm sure she'll be very popular in the future. 
 I've allowed my heart to be in Amana-chan's hands to the extent that I wish I could go shopping with her like this even when that time comes.

'Oh, Onee-chan. What do you want to do about your apron?
Oh, you noticed? But I'm going to buy it right, so it's okay.
Amana, I want a pretty one!
It's my own apron, after all. Maybe I'll pick something really cute later.
Yes!

 I'm sure he'd be flabbergasted if he was an older man who doted on her to the point where he was worried about getting into trouble.
 No, I'm just imagining it, and I'm pretty excited about it too, so we're even.
 Amana-chan should be made to realize how cute she is.

 Ah, I wish I had a sister like her....

 While fantasizing about Amana's apron like that, we decided to choose the apron we were talking about earlier, as we went through the process of buying the necessary equipment.

 It seemed that they were having a sale, and there were various kinds of aprons hanging on the rack.
 There was also a size for children, so you can hold them up and try them out.

 There was a time in my life when I thought, "I might be able to finish my selection early with this.

I can't........Amana-chan is too cute to narrow it down to just one.......

 Yes, as I have thought many times, Amana is so cute.

 I could have chosen a pink frill, a white lace, a red plaid, or even a plain apron, but I couldn't decide on just one because it looked good no matter what design of apron I wore.
 It's a foul thing to say that you look cute no matter what you wear.

Well, you can wear any apron that Amana-chan designed for you.
"Shh!

 In addition, Amana's witty words of annoyance and distress over her happy and annoyed reactions made me feel like I was being accused of being indecisive.
 I never thought I'd have to worry so much about a single apron....

 I'd like to buy all of them, but the money Anita has given me isn't enough.
 I know it's reckless of me to complain, but you could have left me a little more money!
 Considering how cute Amana-chan is, there's no way you can limit yourself to just one outfit!

 That's how he continued to pick out Amana's apron while directing his frustration at his foolish brother, who was probably enjoying being alone with the beauty right now.