I thought I fell in love with a girl who was later called a Goddess. But truthfully, I'm already at my limit. - c17: Eh...Pocky game?
Eh…Pocky game?
There wasn’t even a single umeboshi to accompany the white rice.
[TL notes: Umeboshi = seasoning.]
Instead of fancy dishes showing up, it was just plain white rice only… no, can it even be called a bento.
She sure had the nerve to call my meat udon – ‘something like that’… I wonder, wouldn’t this be considered as intentional harassment?
“Ehehe, it’s kinda embarrassing…”
I glanced at Kamakura in front of me… but she didn’t seem to be enjoying the mischief.
She was genuinely embarrassed.
I have no idea what’s embarrassing about this at all, I can only feel violence and madness welling up in me.
…Wait, could this seemingly bland meal actually be a bluff? You know~ like, there’s something hidden among the rice?
To confirm that possibility which suddenly crossed my mind, I picked up the chopsticks provided and shifted through the sea of white rice.
“…”
As a result, it became clear that there was nothing but blandness-a-la-full over here. In a state of completely giving up, I reluctantly asked Kamakura.
“Um, it seems there’s no side dish here… was this perhaps, intentional? Or did you accidentally forget to give any?”
Then, Kamakura, who had been fidgeting until just now, suddenly stopped moving.
“…Pfft~.”
And with that, she burst into laughter out of nowhere, leaving me trying extremely hard to not trample her into a Supplex.
“It’s impossible to forget the side dish when making lunch for someone you love, don’t you know! Don’t worry about it, it’s properly prepared!”
Saying so, Kamakura brought an even bigger bag from under the table and put it onto the desk. After which, she took out another lunchbox from it.
“The side dishes are packed in here—look!”
I wonder if the desk can hold such weight.
When I opened it, lo and behold… There were fried chicken, spring rolls, pork belly wrapped in asparagus, and other appetizing items neatly arranged.
I couldn’t help but salivate.
“…So, may I have some?”
“Yes, of course!”
With her consent, I quickly reached for the chopsticks.
“…—-Or so I’d like to say.”
But right before I can, for some reason, Kamakura withdrew the side dishes.
The intentionality of her action was clear from her statement.
So what’s the reason? When I thought about it, the first thing that came to mind was still, ‘It’s harassment after all’.
“Aoshi-kun, can you lend me that?”
“Huh—Aah, uh, sure.”
I handed her the chopsticks as instructed.
“The hidden flavor that Aoshi-kun was looking forward to in today’s lunch is unfortunately not included—.”
I never looked forward to it. Instead I am glad.
“—But instead, I have decided on a slightly unusual way of having you eat.”
“Unusual way?”
What unusual?
Saying so, Kamakura picked up a pork belly wrapped in asparagus with the chopsticks she received from me and brought it to her mouth.
However, it seemed that she didn’t bring it to her mouth with the intention of eating. Instead, she held it with her lips? Or is it teeth?
“Fhere, gho hahed(Here, go ahead).”
It was a Pocky game.
Kamakura offered me the pork belly wrapped in asparagus she was holding in her mouth like in a Pocky game.