Just Trust Your Big Brother

‘Hmm, this should be enough.’

Though I had made it myself, the sauce was so perfect that I couldn’t help admiring it. I set the bowl filled with gochujang sauce down on the table, feeling quite satisfied.

“Hehe, can I taste it too?”

“Go ahead.”

I had been wondering why she was being so quiet. As though she had been waiting for this moment, Ria made a beeline for the sauce, but I slipped past her and headed toward the rice cooker. As I drew closer, the savory, sweet scent of freshly cooked rice pleasantly filled the air.

“Mmm~! It’s delicious!”

“I’m glad.”

“But was spicy pork stir-fry always this sweet?”

“I deliberately made it a little sweet.”

“Deliberately?”...