Sitting on the sofa waiting for a while.
Fujiwara Chika, with her signature black ribbon on her head, pushed open the door to the student council room.
"U~ hand over the bento~ Sakurai-kun~ I'm super hungry~" Though she was begging with her mouth, Chika still handed her bento over.
(つ╥﹏╥)つ
"Beg !" Sakurai took the bento box she handed over.
"Please~" Secretary Fujiwara blinked her big round eyes.
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[UWU! So cute~ Narration-chan wants to beco Chika-san's dog! I'll love Fujiwara Chika forever!]
(∩˃ω˂∩)
You call that love? You just lust after her body! You're despicable!
[But Chika-chan's boobs are huge, look at them, that's right, lower your gaze a bit, her body's leaning forward, don't they look full and plump! Wa! What a lewd body!]
(˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)
Sakurai quietly pulled his gaze down.
"I'll give you half."
Even though it was brought by her in the first place.
This bento box was huge, made to suit the appetite of a male athlete.
Sakurai's own appetite wasn't that big.
Sharing so with Fujiwara Chika wasn't impossible.
As he spoke, he opened the bento box—it had three tiers.
The top layer had high-end ingredients: wagyu beef, sashimi, sea urchin, lobster...
The middle tier was ho-style dishes: rolled olets, fried chicken, tempura...
The bottom was plain white rice.
"Fujiwara-san, do you think I'm a pig or sothing?" Sakurai asked curiously.
[You idiot! She wanted to eat together with you in the first place! You still don't get it?]
( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡)
Don't get it, and don't want to get it either.
Sakurai Saki was a master at playing dumb.
He could even fool himself.
This was undoubtedly the highest level of acting stupid—even a lie detector wouldn't catch it.
Shirogane Miyuki looked down at his own bento. It looked plain, but the sausage cut into octopus shapes was very neatly done, a little piece of craftsmanship he was proud of.
His sister Shirogane Kei's bento was decorated more delicately, with so cute details. Even at Shuchiin middle school, it would be considered a respectable lunchbox.
"President, want a taste?" Sakurai glanced at Shirogane Miyuki.
[You dumbass, this is your chance to eat with Chika-chan! If you let Shirogane in, the atmosphere will be ruined!]
Weren't you just praising Shirogane earlier?
[Well... cough cough, Chika-chan wasn't here yet at that ti~]
(๑>•̀๑)
Watch yourself, Superpower-chan!
"Is that really okay?"
"Just sharing my war spoils. You looked after a lot last year, President—consider this repaynt."
Besides, he'd eaten Chika's cooking plenty of tis already.
[The rice is so soft and delicious! Wuhu! Sakurai-chan's got a weak stomach~ can only eat soft food~ hehe~ (Note: In my understanding, 'eating soft food' ans being kept by soone else—basically, being a sugar baby.)]
You're right, absolutely right. And do you know why?
Because words spoken by a superpower that only lives one day… are like the words of a terminal cancer patient—when things reach that point, all you can do is humor them!
[Sakurai-chan~ yesterday while playing gas, you couldn't use the word "Death" to curse people because of the Death Note, so you've been feeling stifled, haven't you~]
I want to die!
In all sixteen years of Sakurai Saki's life, never had he felt so suicidal.
(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻
Shirogane Miyuki still looked a little hesitant.
Sakurai Saki promptly picked up a few pieces of lobster and dropped them into Shirogane's bento, and while at it, swiped two of his octopus sausages.
"These look tasty, I'm taking them."
"Umu, give it a taste. I'm quite confident in my seasoning." Shirogane Miyuki usually disliked being taken advantage of, but if it was an exchange, he found it acceptable.
"Not bad, really tasty." Sakurai tasted a bite and gave praise.
Truly a family man—cooking daily for his dad and sister.
His cooking skills were excellent.
Though Sakurai himself wasn't bad at cooking either.
Next to them, when Fujiwara Chika saw the octopus sausage in Shirogane Miyuki's bento, she looked like she wanted so.
So cute~
"Glup~" Shirogane Miyuki popped the last octopus into his mouth and swallowed.
"Sothing wrong, Secretary Fujiwara?"
Sakurai silently picked up the octopus sausage he hadn't eaten yet and handed it to her.
If she didn't get anything, this girl would definitely make a fuss.
That was a hard-earned lesson.
"Hehe. So tasty~" Fujiwara Chika bit into the octopus sausage.
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"President~ did you make this lunch yourself?"
"Umu." Shirogane Miyuki replied, "Just a little personal hobby, I guess."
As he spoke, he glanced at the two who had just fed each other earlier.
There was a question he'd always wanted to ask.
'They're this close, so why aren't they dating yet?'
But judging by Secretary Fujiwara's deanor, she didn't seem to notice anything.
As for Sakurai... sorry, Shirogane couldn't even imagine him taking the initiative to make a move.
Just like how Shirogane himself couldn't imagine falling for soone—if this best friend of his ever confessed to soone, that would be a miracle.
"Seriously impressive." Fujiwara Chika praised Shirogane Miyuki.
[Chika-chan is super happy right now~ Not because the octopus sausage was tasty, but because the one who gave it to her was Sakurai-chan!]
[You've just uncovered a maiden's little secret~ Sakurai-chan, are you moved?]
( • ̀ω•́ )✧
No.
[There's still plenty of ti left in the lunch break~ Don't you want to make a move on Chika-chan? With the help of this noble lady, your success rate is 1000%!! Isn't that amazing!! Hehe, stop flattering ~ Narrator-chan is just that overpowered of a super ability~]
[Invincible! The strongest! The cutest!]
ᕙ( ꈍ◡ꈍ)ᕗ
Annoying, stupid, most detestable!
Sakurai and Fujiwara Chika finished their bentos and neatly packed up their chopsticks and spoons.
As for Narrator-chan's suggestion, Sakurai subconsciously ignored it.
Take the initiative? Not in this lifeti!
...
The final class of the afternoon was P.E. After changing into sportswear, Sakurai headed out to the field with his newly made friends.
This period's activity was table tennis.
So after warming up outside, Class 2-A headed into the gym.
Inside the table tennis room, Sakurai and Hayasaka Ai were standing in the corner.
"Dominant hand is weak, backhand is slow, footwork is sloppy, reaction ti is dull. Just thinking about how these people might one day beco Japan's table tennis elites, competing on the international stage, makes seriously worried about the future of this country."
"They can hear you, Sakurai," Hayasaka Ai reminded him.
[Sodayo~ They're all ready to jump you and beat the crap out of you right now~]
"Class harmony can't be built by running away. It must be earned! Through strength!" Sakurai declared with a chuunibyou-level line, face dead serious.
[Pff~ Full-on chuunibyou mode, I'm dying over here~]
[But this ti you have support from Narrator-chan! Victory is assured!]
What the hell are you going on about? Like I need your help?
Hah, ridiculous.
"Shinomiya-san, how about a match?" Sakurai picked up a paddle, getting into ready stance.
A soft smile ford at the corner of his lips.
His handso face made the entire table tennis room freeze for a mont.
Shinomiya Kaguya glanced at Hayasaka Ai and decided to go a little harder this ti.
The dignity of the Shinomiya household isn't sothing anyone can just challenge on a whim!
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