“Okay, now for my second wish……”
I listened to Tachibana’s wish.
The first wish was for me to become a skinhead, a difficult task that I was able to accomplish by giving away all of my precious hair.
Now that I have lost my hair, I have nothing to fear. I will definitely accomplish this and embrace this top-class woman.
Now, what’s the next task?
“Would you like some of my cooking?”
“….Huh?”
What kind of wish is that? Eat her food?
I was taken aback by the discrepancy between the first wish and the second.
“I enjoy cooking, but I tend to make too much of it. That’s why I want the person I love to eat a lot.”
“I’d rather not wish that on anyone. That’s what I want.”
It could be called a reward. But then, I was told something very unreasonable.
“The period is until the end of the summer vacation. I want to see if you can eat my cooking without leaving any leftovers.”
“D-don’t be silly ! You want me to wait until after the summer vacation to go out with you….for whole 2 months?”
My screams echo loudly in the small bathroom.
I came here thinking I could hold her today. Two months? You’ve got to be kidding me.
As if trying to persuade me, Tachibana continues her story.
“Shindo kun, you had lunch at the school cafeteria, right? You can save money on food for at least a month until summer vacation, right? I don’t think it’s a bad deal.
Besides, I’ll feed you dinner at my house every night, so I think it’s a good thing for your finances as well.”
I changed my mind a little after Tachibana told me.
My parents come home late, so I always eat dinner alone. The evening meal is always a prepared dish from the supermarket or a bento from a convenience store.
I get 70,000 a month for lunch and dinner, plus an allowance. If I could have lunch and dinner cooked for me every day for two months, I would have 140,000 yen to spend on spending money.
When my birthday comes in two months, I will be 16 years old. I have always wanted a driver’s license and a motorcycle. I will be able to pay for all of them.
Even I have desires for things other than women.
On the day of my birthday, the best girl and bike will be in my hand.
Damn, it’s the best birthday present ever.
“It’s not so bad if you ask me. All right, I’ll do it. But–”
I want her to promise me this.
“The third wish must be something that can be granted immediately. If you say it will take two months again, I won’t be able to stand it.”
“Don’t worry about that. The third wish is something that can be done immediately.”
“Then that’s fine.”
“But you mustn’t leave even once, okay?”
“Don’t worry. I eat a lot even though I look like this. I’ll show you how much I eat.”
“This’ll be fun.”
I left Tachibana’s house that day, rubbing my tingling head.
*****
I gave Tachibana the code to my locker in advance. She would put her lunch box in the locker every day.
She told me that I should always eat my lunch in the classroom where Tachibana can see it. Tachibana is a worrier, too.
I know from my network of women that Tachibana is a good cook. Do you think I’m going to leave a good dish? I’m going to make sure it gets into my stomach.
I unlocked the locker and opened it.
“……”
Once closed the door.
I check the name plate on the locker carefully. It definitely says ‘Arata Shindo’.
I opened the locker again.
What’s this……a huge wrapping.
Don’t tell me it’s all lunch?
I lifted the wrapping cloth with trepidation.
Oh, shit !? Seriously !? How much of this did she make !?
I lost the will to fight before I even ate. It was too heavy to be called a meal. There must be some kind of weight in it.
“Anyway, l-let’s take a seat and open it. Maybe it’s nothing.”
I sat down, muttering these words of hope to myself.
I thought about joining some other lunch group since I always ate at the cafeteria, but I decided to eat alone until things cooled down since it would be troublesome to bring up the subject of this head.
Okay, first of all, I unwrapped the wrapping—
There was a pig in it.
A huge pig in a three-tiered lunch box. Too big.
Where do they sell lunch boxes like this? I wanted to kill the manufacturer.
I didn’t care about that.
I opened the lid of the first tier with the pissed-off pig’s face staring at me–
It was brown.
I couldn’t believe that a girl had made it, there was not an ounce of glamour in it. It was a brown lunch box.
There was not a trace of vegetables in it, and it was filled with fatty foods, mainly fried foods.
N-next.
I open the lid of the second layer–
It was rice.
All rice. All rice in this huge tier. How many cups of rice is in this one…….
The third level. I’m not surprised anymore, no matter what comes.
There was no more space to spread out my lunch, so I started eating only the first and second tier for the time being.
It tastes so good. At the beginning of the meal, the taste made me think that maybe I could eat it.
However, in the latter half of the meal, my stomach screamed at the sheer volume of items.
“Ugh…..upp……”
I was about to put it back.
Still, I managed to finish the meal.
All right. I ate all of it. Did you see that, Tachibana?
But I was so engrossed in my meal that I forgot about the third tier.
Damn…..well, the third tier is probably dessert or something like that. I’m so engrossed in it that I forgot about the third level, which is dessert.
I opened the devil’s gate.
There was a swamp in there.
The swamp of that certain diet dish. The swamp in a rice cooker. An unmistakable swamp. It’s in my lunch box. The distinctive smell of swamp wafted into the classroom.
I was already full, so I couldn’t call it diet food any more. The violence of water. It’s the kind of food that makes you feel as if your stomach is about to be overwhelmed and you’re about to eat the whole contents of your stomach right now.
That’s what’s in my lunch box.
It was the beginning of despair.
I can’t…eat…….
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