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The innocent girl next door had no idea that, in the dim light of his room, Achi Hotaro was quietly stuck in a rut of deep thought.
In the kitchen, bathed in the refreshing morning light, Seika Hirugami stood at the stove, humming to herself.
On the frying pan, a sweet, dashi-flavored rolled omelet sizzled merrily as it cooked.
A fragrant, sweet aroma filled the room, and Seika’s invisible tail wagged happily.
“Hehehe. This is my perfect plan, you know.”
Seika smiled mysteriously to herself in the empty kitchen, making a gesture with her middle finger as if pushing up imaginary glasses.
Of course, with 2.0 vision in both eyes, she wasn’t wearing any glasses.
“‘Oh no, I made way too much bento! Poor little Seika-chan doesn’t eat much—what a bother, what a bother. I wonder if anyone would eat it for me? Ah! There’s a guy over there! Hey, Hotaro-kun, want to share some bento with me?’”
Seika used a spatula as a microphone and performed a one-woman show in a high-pitched voice.
“What a perfect plan! I might just be a genius!”
Thrilled by the scenario she’d come up with herself, she struck a victory pose and jumped up and down in the kitchen.
It was a perfect crime plan—disguised as an excuse—to spend her lunch break with him.
Just imagining the look of joy on his face made her grin so widely her cheeks felt like they were on fire.
Seika, her steps light with excitement, opened up two cute pink lunch boxes.
Cooled rolled omelet, octopus-shaped sausages, and vibrant broccoli and cherry tomatoes.
Determined to completely win over his stomach, she busily and carefully packed in side dishes that were perfect in both nutritional balance and appearance.
“Phew! Done! I wonder if Achi-kun will like it. I can’t wait for lunch~”
She looked down at the two perfect homemade bento boxes lined up side by side, her cheeks relaxing into a goofy grin.
The innocent gal’s mind was already filled with fantasies of a sweet bento date during lunch break.
But the moment her gaze fell on the clock hanging on the wall, Seika froze solid.
Her 530,000-IQ brain instantly calculated the current time and the time it would take to get to school, spitting out a despairing figure.
“Wait, whoa! That’s pretty tight!”
She’d spent too much time crafting the perfect homemade bento and strategizing her one-woman show.
“I’m—I’m going to be late! Nooo!”
Seika let out a shriek as if she’d been struck, frantically wrapping the bento in a furoshiki and tossing it into her school bag.
She made her way to the front door with a clatter of frantic footsteps, and dashed out the door with her shoes only half on.
The mornings of a girl in love were always chaotic and hectic.
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