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On the table were several empty plates. Ginger pork, rolled egg, and vegetable miso soup–all neatly consumed.
“……It was good.”
Hanamichi muttered to himself and leaned back against the wall of his home. The lingering taste of the meal spread through his body. When was the last time he had such a proper meal in this house? Usually, he only took instant food.
Then–
Ring ring ring ring.
The smartphone on the table spit out a high-frequency sound. Looking at the screen, the name displayed was [Tsumug] a call made through a social media service.
“……Hm?”
Slightly startled, he presses the call button and puts it to his ear.
“Hello?”
[Ah, Morita kun ! Are you alright now?]
Tsumugi’s voice coming from the phone had the usual high-tension, happy tone.
“Oh, of course….I mean, what’s wrong?”
[Um…I was just wondering if you had eaten dinner properly.]
Hanamichi couldn’t help but giggle at that comment.
“Are you my mother?”
[Ahhaha ! Indeed ! ! But I went to the trouble of making it, so I’m worried. Did you eat it all?]
“I ate all of it. Thanks for the food.”
[…..I’m so glad.]
A sense of relief was conveyed over the phone. There was a quiet pause, just for a moment.
[Hey, Morita kun.]
“Hmm?”
[Please continue to be the funny Morita kun from now on.]
Hanamichi was at a loss for words when he was suddenly told such a thing.
“…..Huh?”
[I just kind of thought so. Morita kun makes everyone laugh just by being there, and I think that’s really great.]
Tsumugi’s voice was somewhat gentle as she said this.
“…I don’t really get it, but, well, I am who I am.”
[Yeah, that’s fine. ….Thanks for today.]
“Well, you were the one who made it. Thank you.”
Even through the phone, he could tell that Tsumugi had smiled slightly.
[Okay, one last thing.]
“You still have more?”
[Tomorrow morning, you’ll have to eat breakfast I made for you.]
“……”
[Don’t eat cup noodles or instant food, okay?]
“Ugh……”
[Morita kun, I thought you would definitely eat something random, so I made sure I prepared it properly.]
“….Yeah, yeah.”
[Very well. Good night then.]
“Okay, good night.’
The caller hangs up, and the screen of his smartphone goes dark.
Hanamichi huffed and looked toward the kitchen. There was still a faint scent of the warmth Tsumugi had left behind.
“… I’ll eat properly tomorrow morning too.”
Muttering to himself, Hanamichi stood up and headed to the sink to wash the dishes.
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