My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 12

Chapter 12: Please Enjoy My Cooking

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It was dangerous. No, seriously, it really was dangerous. I almost completely lost my self-control.

“…I get it, so get off.”

“Okay, if you understand then all good!”

“By the way, was what you said earlier for real? Can I take that as a confession?”

“Who knows? Maybe I just lied on the spot to help you change your mood.”

Haruna jumped off the bed and flashed her usual slightly irritating smile at me. Damn, she totally got me. But well, yeah. I should be grateful. Just like she said, she probably did it just to help me get out of that headspace.

This is probably what the real Haruna is like. Someone who can’t stand seeing others down and wants them to feel better… like a mood-maker.

“Ah, but that part was true, you know? When I said I’d accept everything about you. If it’s violence from you, I’d gladly accept it. If it’s your orders, I’d become anything, no matter how ugly. I’d even kill as many people as needed.”

“That’s scary! What are you, some kind of full-approval bot?”

“No! Even if it’s you, I’ll still say something is wrong if it’s wrong! I’ll say no to things I hate, and I’ll get mad at you too! It’s just… I’ll accept everything you do to me.”

I take that back. This might be way more serious than I thought. So basically… I can interpret this as her having feelings for me? No, no, I’m getting ahead of myself. More importantly, my emotions are getting toyed with way too much! Damn it. At this rate, I’ll just treat her like the Ice Queen version of Haruna. Yeah, the Ice Queen wouldn’t say things like—

“Anything you do to me, whether it’s a crime or a heavy sin, it’s all right. That’s what I deem as my common sense.”

“Hey, hold on!?”

“Okay, now there’s no escape. Go ahead and get as full of yourself as you want.”

She said it. She actually said it. 

And seriously, why do both Muna and Haruna read my mind so naturally? Am I that easy to understand? Do I have words floating above my head or something!?

“I let my guard down. At this point, studying is the last thing on my mind.”

“I told you, I’m here today to comfort you. Oh, and just so you know, that problem set I gave you earlier is designed so you can fully understand everything.”

“Then that makes studying even more pointless!”

“Even if it’s just pretend, we’re dating right now, you know? Come on, it’s a home date, a home date.”

Is it really necessary to go this far for a fake relationship? School… ugh. I don’t even want to think about it. Damn it, it’s all coming back again.

“Ouch!?”

Suddenly, Haruna flicked my forehead. It hurt like hell.

“Hey now, you’re getting gloomy again. You overthink things way too much! I mean, I get it. I know what rumors mean to you, and I understand you’re scared about what Muna-chan might think. But first of all, you’re not getting suspended.”

“Yeah but it was violence. There’s no way I’m getting off without punishment.”

The reason she flicked me was because I was clearly sinking again. But what she just said raised a question. I never said anything about possibly getting suspended.

“I mean, at worst, rumors will spread. But they’ll fade quickly. We’ll make sure of that. And Tanaka-kun will probably be satisfied with that, so he won’t report it to the teachers. So you don’t need to worry about anything.”

“Why are you so… Well, thanks. I’ll trust you, Haruna.”

We?

“Glad you understand. Now then, back to our home date. Hey, Hakkun.”

“What’s with that nickname all of a sudden?”

“Hehe, isn’t it cute? ‘Hakkun.’ If you’re okay with it, I want to call you that from now on!”

Hakkun, huh. That letter flashes through my mind. No, it’s fine. Haruna said she handled that. And… somehow, it feels nostalgic. I kind of like it.

“I don’t mind. But only when we’re alone, okay? I’m already getting stabbed by jealous looks everywhere I go. I don’t want to wonder when someone’s actually going to stab me for real.”

“Yay! I did it! Thanks, Hakkun! Oh, are you hungry?”

“Hungry? Yeah, I guess. It’s already 1 PM, so of course I’m hungry.”

Haruna rummaged through her backpack and pulled out two lunchboxes wrapped in red cloth. 

Yeah, that probably means what I think it means. Now that I think about it, I’m getting lunch from two beautiful girls. What is this, some kind of punishment waiting to happen?

“Tada! I worked really hard to make this lunch!”

“Oh, it looks great! Wait… octopus-shaped sausages?”

“I’ll just spill the beans now. Yesterday I had Muna-chan teach me how to cook. And she told me you like octopus sausages.”

“You made this… just for me?”

“Yeah, for you. I wanted to cook for you too, but I didn’t want to give you something poorly made. So I worked really hard! I even hurt my arm a little.”

Octopus sausages, fried chicken, meatballs, omelet… and minced chicken. All of them were my favorites.

Crap, the excitement is hitting me again. Calm down. Stay calm. No, how am I supposed to!? A beautiful girl made food just for me, learned cooking for me, and filled it with all my favorite dishes! How am I supposed to stay calm, you idiot!?

“So… how is it? Does it look tasty?”

“Thanks, Haruna! I’m really happy! It’s all my favorite stuff!”

“Really? Hehe, I’m glad. I’m not super confident in the taste, but… here you go. Please, enjoy.”

She smiled shyly, twirling the ends of her short bob hair. My heart skipped a beat. 

At this point, she’s just endlessly cute.

“Thanks for the food. …Whoa, this is good. This is insanely good!!”

I started with the fried chicken. The coating was super crispy, and the more I chewed, the more flavor came out… and unlike anything I’ve had before, it had just the right amount of sweetness.

I’ve never tasted anything like this before. But I can say it for sure… This is easily one of the best things I’ve ever eaten.

The excitement I was holding back started overflowing.

“R-really?”

“It’s seriously delicious! I could eat this every day and never get tired of it!”

“Y-you’re praising me too much, Hakkun…”

“I’m just stating facts! Haruna, you’d make an amazing wife. Seriously, someone this cute, kind, and good at cooking? I’d never find someone like that even if I were reborn a hundred times!”

“Huh—wha!? Um—uh—bathroom!! Hakkun, you idiot!!”

Her face turned bright red as she hurried out.

Is she not used to being praised? She’s seriously adorable. And wait, she just casually called me an idiot. Alright. Later, I’ll make her go through a “praise hell” again under the excuse of stating facts.

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