Asuka Mai hugged her knees and stared at the champagne-colored roses on the table for a long time. She was not happy at all when she received the flowers he sent. Is this an expression of love?

But looking at him, my mood naturally became happy.

Even and long breathing;

Long and powerful legs;

A laugh that is rare, but always impressive, whether light or heavy;

Speech that is careless and cannot tell which sentence is true and which is false;

Neither light nor heavy, every step is very steady;

It's dry and can occasionally give you messy but very stylish hair.

I like every part of him, everything about him, I have to have him.

Asuka Mai kept her knees bent and fell on the sofa.

It doesn’t matter if you have no relatives, don’t care about your relatives, or are ignored by your relatives;

It doesn’t matter if you have no friends, don’t care about your friends, or are ignored and isolated by your friends;

Toru Watanabe is special to her, everything to her.

She, Asuka Mai, is a person who has nothing and wants nothing but Toru Watanabe.

"thorough......"

Closing her eyes, every word Toru Watanabe said to her, every touch of holding her tightly, would appear deep in her heart.

Relying on recollections, I spent all the time without Watanabe Tetsu by my side.

That's good, she is already very satisfied.

◇

Toru Watanabe had dinner and went up to the sixth floor.

When I opened the door, there was a warm light on in the room, but I didn't see Mai Asari greeting me.

"Senior?" He changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

Tomorrow Mai curled up on the sofa and fell asleep peacefully.

Watanabe Tetsu walked lightly, walked to the sofa, and looked at her sleeping face quietly.

It's rare to see Mai's sleeping face tomorrow. When they are together, if he is awake, she must be awake.

Her delicate and graceful face, her thin and soft lips, and her long hair falling down her shoulders made her look very weak.

Toru Watanabe simply sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning against the low table, and looked at her quietly.

The weather was still sultry, and while she slept, sweat broke out on her forehead, and her bangs stuck to it, showing an uncomfortable expression.

Watanabe Toru turned to look at the table, gently pulled out the script from under the roses, and carefully fanned her.

Although weak, the cool and continuous wind made Asuka Mai fall into a deep sleep again.

"Hmm~" She made a small nasal sound, Asuka Mai's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"woke up?"

"Toru?" Asuka Mai sat up, "When did you come?"

"It didn't take long, about... half an hour?" Toru Watanabe said uncertainly without looking at his watch.

"Why don't you wake me up?"

"Why did I wake you up? Is something wrong?"

"I want to stay with Toru for a while, sleeping is a waste." Asuka Mai slid out of bed, sat on Toru Watanabe's lap, and put her hands on his shoulders.

Seeing Asuka Mai speaking these words in a calm tone, Toru Watanabe felt a variety of emotions well up in his heart.

These emotions intertwine and coalesce into an unwavering belief:

We must give Mai a happy future.

Watanabe Toru let go of the script, opened his arms, and hugged Asuka Mai's waist.

"It's still a long time. We have many, many half-hours. And for me, it's a kind of enjoyment to watch my senior sister sleep. Once in a while, I can be willful to you."

"Yeah." Asuka Mai stared at Watanabe Toru.

The two kissed each other, a very short kiss.

"It's so warm." Asuka Mai whispered about the feeling of the kiss.

"It's so warm." Toru Watanabe kissed her again.

The two hugged each other tightly, entangled like silk threads, inseparable from each other.

To untangle this thread, the only way is to cut it directly.

◇

Monday, the 57th Kamikawa Culture Festival.

"Watching TV this morning, it said that a typhoon seemed to be coming."

"Isn't it? Does it have to be at this time?"

"But there seems to be no problem today. We will log in in the evening. I hope it can pass overnight."

"What about the stalls outside?"

"Put it away when school is over. Can we do it tomorrow? It also depends on whether the typhoon has left or what the school wants."

The classmates who came earlier than usual discussed the typhoon while preparing to open the store.

"Our play is the next day. What if a typhoon comes and we can't perform? It's rare that we have rehearsed for so long." In front of the blackboard, Ichiki Aoi said worriedly.

"Do what you should and can do, and don't worry about anything else." Rin Kiyono wrote slogans and menus on the blackboard.

A picture of Kujo Miki drawing dishes on the blackboard.

This is all the participation of the two eldest ladies in class activities.

At this time, Class 4, Grade 2, had been arranged as a restaurant - leaning against the window in the atrium, with tables forming an indentation.

Guests come in, order food at the podium, and then sit at numbered seats.

The students on the podium will send the menus and numbers ordered by the guests to the cooking area.

When the chef is ready, the boys and girls acting as waiters - dressed in maid outfits - bring the dishes to the table.

The drink is barley tea bought in the supermarket. One bottle is sold separately and is charged 50 yen per cup.

The five chefs on duty for the first round and three assistant chefs are already in place in the cooking area.

"Watanabe-kun, just tell me what ingredients you need~"

"Thank you Kimura-kun."

"Are you ready? Let the guests in!" shouted the classmate who was in charge of receiving guests at the door.

"That's it!" the female monitor also shouted back.

Most of the first batch of customers were girls, with only a few boys.

"Excuse me, what do you need? There is a menu on the blackboard~" Ichiki Aoi, who was in charge of the cashier, said, "By the way, Watanabe-kun is in charge of fried rice~"

"What is this black thing?"

“Soy sauce fried rice~”

"Soy sauce? Hmm - let's eat mushroom fried rice."

"Okay, one serving of mushroom fried rice, what do you need to drink? Drinking water is free, and a cup of barley tea is 50 yen~"

"Barley tea."

"In order to allow everyone to try a variety of delicious food, the portion of fried rice is very small. Do you need another order of fried noodles or grilled sausage?"

"No, I just want to eat Watanabe-kun's fried rice!"

"OK!"

Another classmate handed the order to the assistant cook, who sent it to Watanabe Cherna.

Watanabe Toru picked up the egg and cracked it open with one hand.

Sauté the egg yolk until fragrant, add sausage, corn kernels, rice and shiitake mushroom kernels to the pot.

Stir-fry continuously until steam comes out and the rice jumps in the pot, pour in the soy sauce.

Finally, change the heat to high and stir-fry vigorously. The fried rice and ingredients are clearly separated, falling from the sky like a waterfall.

"Wow! Watanabe-kun is so handsome~~" The female staff in my class and the female customers who came to the door all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Finally, sprinkle with chopped green onions and turn the plate after smelling the fragrant green onions.

"Poor hospitality!" Toru Watanabe's delicious mushroom fried rice with golden egg rice and garnished with green onions.
Chapter completed!