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The other day, I was distraught over the fact that Hananoi Miyu and Kenshiro had dinner together, but there was no need to be hasty when I think about it.
Hananoi just had dinner.
I went on one date.
We came back after about an hour, but it didn’t change the fact that the two of us went out together.
Be that as it may, it is also true that I envy the action of going out to eat.
So I decided on a certain strategy.
On the table in the living room, there is my lunch box that Mom made and another one beside it.
“Fufufu. That’ll knock him out !”
I took those two things and ran out of the house.
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After the final exam, we will have morning classes, and in one week we will be on summer break.
Today, the day before the test, was the last lunch break of the semester. I head to the cafeteria as usual.
Two rice balls and a sweet bread.
This is also the same as usual.
I have some money from my part-time job, but I have most of it in savings, so I can’t spend it on anything extravagant.
“Hey, Kenshiro !”
After paying the bill, I went out into the hallway to go to the cafeteria where Makoto and Rikuto were waiting for me, but Ayaka was there for some reason and approached me with a furrowed brow.
“What? Don’t make such a loud voice.”
Her voice was even higher than usual, but when the volume was raised to a higher level, it echoed in my ears.
“I told you to eat better ! Do you wanna die?”
I wondered what she was so angry about, but it seemed to be about my eating habits.
It’s none of her business.
“It’s none of Ayaka’s business.”
“It is ! If my brother eats such a frugal meal, I’ll be treated like a poor person too !”
Frugal is a rude word.
The latest onigiri from the cafeteria is of a higher level, and each and every ingredient is carefully selected.
“I-I guess I have no choice, I’ll share my lunch with you !”
Saying so, Ayaka pulled out two lunch boxes.
“…..Why two?”
“T-this is ! I made too much !”
“Eh? You made them?”
“Yes, I did. So don’t worry.”
There was no way I could not be worried.
I don’t know if Ayaka can cook, but I have never seen her do it at home.
It would be a different story if Hitomi san made it, but of course I had never seen her being taught.
“…No, I’m fine with this. You can give it to the boys from the track and field club.”
I’m sure those guys would eat it even if it tasted bad, saying it tasted good.
As I was about to walk away, she grabbed me by the sleeve.
“What? You’re not satisfied with my lunch?”
She wrinkled her brow and gave me a cold stare for a different reason than before.
“No, we’re not the kind of people who eat together or have someone make us a lunch box.”
“T-that’s obvious ! What are you imagining, die !”
“Then why did you make it for me?”
“I didn’t make it for you. I made too much !”
“So get the guys from the track team to eat it !”
When I said that, she suddenly shut up and looked down.
I looked into her face to see if she was indeed hurt, but she was mumbling something.
“What?”
I can’t hear her, so I ask her from the front, and Ayaka looks up a little embarrassed and fidgets as she says.
“…..I’d like to have someone I like eat it.”
After she says it, she suddenly becomes embarrassed, and her red face becomes even more flushed.
I see.
I thought she liked Sasagawa before, but it seems I was wrong.
As I recall, there were about four boys who obeyed Ayaka.
It could be one of them, or it could be another.
You don’t want to feed such a person you love so much something that tastes bad.
“….Okay. I’ll eat it.”
I agreed in my heart and decided to cooperate.
“R-really !”
“Yeah. Before anyone else gets hurt.”
“I’m gonna seriously hit you, okay?”
After saying such a dangerous thing, we headed for the back of the school building, where we would not be seen by anyone.
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