A Story About a Blonde Gal Angel Who Excessively Praises My Cooking. After Asking Me to Teach Her How to Cook, Feelings of Mutual Love Began to Grow

Chapter 116: Student Council’s Work

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“……I’m hungry……”

It’s exhausting.

I know it’s too soon to say this, but joining the student council is really tiring.

Why is the student council working so hard?

“Chef, make something for me…”

“…No, I still have work left too. And I’m not a chef; I’m a stay-at-home husband.”

“Motobu-kun, I can’t do this either. I’m tired.”

“Keito-chan, you shouldn’t say that…”

Ah…Honjou-senpai’s eyes are fading…Even though they were already half-dead.

“I can’t take it anymore!! Suzune-chuuuaaan, sniff sniff!!”

“Love, it’s hot!!”

Unable to bear the heavy workload, Saotome-senpai clung to Taguchi, the president. The way they pressed together, with that sweet girl-on-girl atmosphere, somehow made things feel a little more relaxed.

“Ah, Suzune-chan smells so good. The scent of shampoo is nice. It’s exciting.”

“Keito, help me.”

“Looks like fun to me.”

Nakamichi-senpai smiled warmly. She watched the two of them with a gentle expression.

“Motobu-kun must hate this.”

“…Well, I’m used to it. I have a younger sister and a cousin.”

Honjou-senpai said this as she gazed at Taguchi and Saotome-senpai, her eyes sparkling slightly.

“Hey, how’s it going? Brought you guys a little something!”

“Yoshimura-sensei, thank you for your hard work.”

Our student council advisor, Yoshimura-sensei, pulled out mint chocolate ice cream from a plastic bag and handed it to us.

“Yoshimura-sensei, you really love mint chocolate, don’t you?”

“I’m a dedicated member of the Chocomint Party.”

“Yoshimura-sensei only ever brings mint chocolate as snacks. I’m sure her brain is filled with mint chocolate.”

“How rude! My insides are entirely made of mint chocolate, didn’t you know?”

“Oh, uh, no, I’m fine. I knew that already.”

Is that really something to get mad about…? Yoshimura-sensei may look dependable at first glance, but she’s definitely a bit odd. She’s normally quite beautiful, though still a weirdo.

“So, how’s the progress?”

“Eh, it’s okay, I guess.”

“Well, the festival committee is doing most of the work, so it’s manageable. And now that Motobu-kun’s here, we’ll get through it.”

“Adding one first-year student who doesn’t know left from right won’t be enough to handle all this work…”

I kind of get how things flow now, but still, this is busy. We’re just taking a short break now, but the fact that we don’t get paid for this is rough.

“Don’t worry, Motobu.”

“…President.”

“We’re doomed either way. Just give up.”

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I was an idiot for thinking the tiny president could actually be reliable for even a second.

“Hey, Motobu, did you just make fun of Suzune-chan? I’ll smack you, you know? Who are you calling a flat-chested loli, huh?”

“No, I didn’t think that at all. I swear.”

Saotome-senpai is scary. What kind of thug is she…?

And for the record, I definitely didn’t think of her as a flat-chested loli.

“Even though you’re new, you’re managing pretty well.”

“Yoshimura-sensei, how exactly does any of this look like it’s going well to you?”

“Motobu-kun is doing a good job, yeah.”

I’m not sure if Honjou-senpai’s praise actually means anything. She says it with the face of an overworked office lady who’s stayed late too many times.

Still, since Honjou-senpai is the most sensible person here, I guess I have to trust her.

“Lick.”

“Eek?!”

…Saotome-senpai licked the mint chocolate ice cream off the president’s cheek. Honestly, I respect her. She’s absurdly obsessed with the president. It’s terrifying.

“Yoshimura-sensei, thanks for the snacks. Should we get back to work?”

After finishing the mint chocolate ice cream, we returned to our tasks. The whole time, Saotome-senpai stayed clinging to the president, but no one helped her.

Poor thing.

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Chapter 117: Kurose-san’s Insecurity

“…Mo…tobu…san…collapse”

“I’m back…Kurose-san? Are you okay?”

“I’m hungry…”

When I returned from finishing student council work and shopping, I found Kurose-san collapsed at the entrance.

Even though summer’s over, it’s still hot, and Kurose-san, in her casual clothes, lay in a way that made her chest area look a bit too exposed. Recently, she’s been going shopping with the angels, so her outfits have become more feminine, making the situation even more precarious.

“Well, it’s almost 8 p.m. already.”

“…Motobu-san, you look delicious…”

“I don’t have anything to eat, so please stay calm in the living room. Also, your chest is dangerously exposed, so fix it.”

“…peek”

Kurose-san lifted only her upper body and deliberately loosened her collar to tempt me.

Her cleavage was emphasized, making the scene quite erotic, but for some reason, it just irritated me.

Maybe it was the exhaustion from student council work, but my emotions became unstable.

“That kind of behavior isn’t good. I can’t give dinner to someone behaving like that.”

“I’m so sooorryyy!”

As I tried to walk past her, Kurose-san grabbed my leg and started crying seriously.

Normally, Kurose-san is quite pretty, but now, she was a mess, with snot dripping down her face as she sobbed.

Though I started feeling a bit guilty, this kind of behavior isn’t okay. I think I’ve pointed it out a few times before, but I really need to say it properly now.

…Wait, why am I about to lecture her like a mom? As a high school guy, this should be a dream scenario…

“Kurose-san, you’re a girl, so you need to stop doing things like that. I don’t want to be friends with a pervert.”

“Yeeesss…sob sob”

Her crying was intense.

I felt really bad.

“Kurose-san, I was wrong too. I’m sorry. But please don’t do that again. Can you do that?”

“Yes…”

“You’re a beautiful person, so here, wipe your face.”

“Thank you…”

I handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tear-streaked face.

When I thought about it, it was already late, and she was probably more emotionally unstable than usual.

Women tend to become emotionally unstable, especially during certain times like their period. I realized I would need to be more considerate when dealing with Kurose-san from now on.

I still don’t know much about Kurose-san.

What happened in her past?

Why is Naoto-san so particular about her?

Why is she so emotionally fragile?

“Are you feeling better now?”

“…A little…”

To be honest, Kurose-san is a handful.

Still, I can’t abandon her because she always looks so happy eating the food I make.

She eats with such joy.

Seeing her like that makes me feel at ease.

“For now, I’m going to start making dinner, so please relax in the living room.”

“Okay. I’ll be waiting.”