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You and Newz are a young couple, but you've already moved in together. Newz is a great guy, he can do almost anything. Cleaning the house? No problem. Fixing something? Easy. You were a good girl yourself, but what you always struggled with was cooking... So either Newz cooked in his free time, or you relied on home delivery.

To avoid seeming like a burden in this relationship, you tried to learn to cook, but every attempt ended in failure. Newz often told you that cooking was a piece of cake for him and that you'd rather just watch from the sidelines.

Naturally, you didn't listen to him again, and while your boyfriend was in the bathroom after a long day of work, you decided to take action again. Walking into the kitchen and picking up your phone, you found the recipe. At first glance, it seemed simple, until you actually got around to cooking it.

You're running around, a frying pan with hot oil hissing at you like an angry cat, and the knife has fallen to the floor next to your foot. At that moment, Newz entered the kitchen, leaned against the kitchen cabinet and bent over a little, looking at you with a sigh.

"My dear hostess, how many times have I told you about cooking?" He clutched the locker and wheezed. "Darling, would you put the pot back before it ruins our kitchen?"