If it were a trivial conversation, I would go inside with a slight hesitation, but not this time. I stopped myself from opening the door.
[I was surprised that she was able to start a business when her parents weren’t rich.]
[Maybe she’s doing sugar baby business or something behind the scenes? With her face and body, she can get all the rich guys she wants.]
My head was boiling and I felt as if my eyes were turning red. She’s not the kind of girl who would do such a thing. I was about to open the door to clear up this misunderstanding as quickly as possible when I was grabbed by the sleeve from behind.
“Wait a minute. What are you doing in the classroom, Itsuki?”
“Calm down, Itsuki. You can’t go in there with that look on your face. It’s too scary.”
When I turned around, I saw Asakura and Sasatsuki. Both of them were breathing on their shoulders and their expressions were grim.
“Why are you two here?”
“Of course it’s because Itsuki didn’t come to the clubroom. But thank goodness. We were able to prevent the incident from happening.”
“If they had allowed Itsuki to enter the room, it would have been disastrous. Asakura, good job.”
Sasatsuki patted Asakura, who let out a sigh of relief. I was bewildered by this mysterious conversation and exchange.
“I know you want to protect your childhood friend, Itsuki, but you have to be patient. If you move now, you’ll only cause more flames instead of collecting them.”
“Asakura is right. Just be patient here. You should look in the mirror to see what you look like. You look pretty scary, you know?”
While saying that, Sasatsuki quickly took a photo of me with her smartphone and showed it to me. My face, wherever it was reflected, was definitely tense.
“You look like a man who has decided to take revenge on the murderer of his loved one. If this were a casting, I’m sure you’d get a pass, but you can’t point it at your classmates, even if just for the sake of it.”
“You’re almost right, but just in case is indeed too much, Mika.”
Sasatsuki and Asakura laugh bitterly at Sasatsuki, who clearly differs in how they react depending on whether they are friends or non-friends. I think calling me an avenger is an exaggeration. Well, I regret that I was beside myself with anger.
“Anyway, I’m going home for today. First, let’s think about ways to put out the flames. We’ll clear up any misunderstandings later.”
“It’s important to calm down. You need to calm down or you won’t come up with anything.”
“…That’s right. Thank you both.”
I bit my lip at my own helplessness, but thanks to my trusty friends, I was able to calm down.
“Alright! Now that things are settled, let’s go home. They say you can’t fight when you’re hungry, so let’s eat your fill first.”
“What do you want to eat, Itsuki? I’ll make you what you want to eat tonight.”
“Wait a minute. I’ll cook for you sometimes. I don’t want to leave it to Mika all the time.”
“No, Asakura, you are not allowed to be in the kitchen. It’s just more work for me and Itsuki.”
Asakura looks seriously depressed. She looked at me as if she wanted me to back her up, but I shook my head.
“I’m sorry, Asakura. But Sasatsuki is completely right about this.”
Incidentally, not only Asakura but also Kanna are banned from the kitchen at my house. It’s not that they can’t cook. However, for some reason, they’re under a curse that prevents them from making it according to the recipe.
“Don’t worry ! I’ll make it right today ! I won’t do anything like I usually do !”
“That’s because I haven’t forgiven you for making a dish that looks like a monster from the Cthulhu Mythos in a pot, okay?”
Sasatsuki, who is like a cat who is always basking in the sun and relaxing, utters harsh words, and Asakura coughs up blood and holds her chest. For the honor of being a genius sprinter, I will not comment on what kind of food she cooked.
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