Chapter 55 Oden
Kazumi stood by the classroom door, feeling a bit bored. Inside, she could hear loud cheers mixed with Sato Shinichi’s explanations. Leaning against the windowsill with a sense of helplessness, she waited for Shinichi to come out.
“Kiyomizu-san, sorry for keeping you waiting!”
Shinichi Sato rushed out of the classroom, carrying two backpacks on his body. He had gone to great lengths to escape from his friends’ teasing.
“Mm, let’s go.”
Kazumi, showing no expression, nodded at Shinichi Sato and headed towards the stairs.
His girlfriend’s cold demeanor kept Shinichi Sato’s heart in a constant state of unease. He looked worriedly at the girl’s small figure, but a sentence that drifted to him next dispelled his concerns.
“I’m in a bad mood today, treat me to oden.”
“Okay!!”
…
“Kazumi, are you really alright? Were you hurt when that happened?”
Perhaps because they had left the school grounds, or perhaps because he could sense the girl’s inner feelings, Shinichi Sato started to talk more. He handed a skewer of fish balls to his girlfriend, asking cautiously.
“No.”
She took the fish ball from the boy, took a gentle bite, and the soup broth encapsulated within the ball burst in her mouth, bringing a unique savory flavor.
“Are you stupid? Why did you block in front of me at a time like that?”
She felt a bit indebted to him for the food, and while her main goal was to further enhance her image in front of the boy and improve their superficial relationship, Kazumi did genuinely want to eat something delicious. After all, her financial situation was dire. After losing Fukada Akihiko, the only person who had been supporting her, Kazumi might have to return to her old days of eating seaweed rice balls for every meal.
The original owner of the body liked to eat them, but she couldn’t stand it. People from Great China, aren’t they all carnivores!!! So, she could only place her hopes on her second guaranteed meal ticket, her cheap boyfriend—Shinichi Sato. Besides, this young man was a hidden rich second generation, so it would be a waste not to take advantage of him. He was foolish, had plenty of money, a strong background, and a clean upbringing. He was the perfect candidate for a meal ticket, much better than Fukada Akihiko.
At this moment, an executive of the [Dark] Organization, who had been hunted by the Heroes Association because of his niece, sneezed silently…
[Thinking about it this way, this guy actually seems like a good marriage prospect. He’s good to me, and except for being a little short, everything else is top-notch!!]
[Stop!!! Stop your dangerous thoughts, boy!!]
She bit down hard on the kelp in her mouth, a way to suppress the dangerous thoughts that had surfaced in her mind. She was merely calculating how much she could utilize Shinichi Sato, but how did her thoughts go so off-track? Had the original owner’s feelings not been completely extinguished yet?!
“Because I didn’t want Kazumi to get hurt, my body just moved on its own.”
Looking at the kelp in the girl’s mouth with some confusion, Shinichi Sato also picked up a skewer and said to Kazumi with a smile.
-9999
[Don’t say such flirtatious things with such a serious expression!!]
[Actually, it’s not flirtatious at all. It’s all because of the original owner!!!]
She took another bite of fried wheat gluten, suppressing the excitement in her heart. However, the faint blush on the girl’s cheeks betrayed her current mood.
“In the future… don’t do things like that anymore. It’s very dangerous.”
She was only trying to prevent this future meal ticket from dying prematurely, not genuinely caring about him!! Pretending to believe her own trivial excuse, Kazumi said hesitantly. Honestly, Shinichi Sato was too reckless. It was clearly a riot of psychics, yet he still unhesitatingly stood in front of her. Even though he was a boy and had slightly better physical fitness, he couldn’t compare to a psychic. She had some latent psychic abilities herself, and her body had been significantly strengthened by special powers. If they were to compare, she would definitely be much stronger than Shinichi Sato, which was why she had taken the risk to directly take on the opponent’s attack, preparing resources for her future. And Shinichi Sato, who had better grades in cultural classes than her, definitely knew how terrifying the power unleashed by a fire user, known for their violence, would be during a psychic rampage. In other words, he had protected her behind him with a willingness to die.
“Mm-hmm, I won’t do that anymore. As for Kazumi, it’s the first time I’ve seen you be so fierce when arguing.”
Shinichi Sato said, smiling and scratching the back of his head.
“…….”
What kind of husky are you? I’m genuinely concerned about you!! She couldn’t help but inwardly complain about her husky-like boyfriend’s negative emotional intelligence. What did he mean by “fierce when arguing”? Who calls their girlfriend like that? She had originally intended to snap back at him a couple of times, but seeing his sunny face, faintly visible under the mist, Kazumi couldn’t bring herself to say any blaming words. She took the fish ball he offered, looking helplessly at her already filled small bowl. How oblivious could one be to do something like this? Did he really think she could eat as much as him? Gently poking a shrimp ball with her chopsticks and putting it into her mouth, Kazumi looked up, only to meet the boy’s gentle eyes filled with doting affection. That bright gaze, so pure and untainted, seemed to have washed her clean. Recalling her own youthful and clean self at that time. A strange flutter of emotion crossed her mind, and Kazumi sighed with some emotion, looking at his handsome face.
[Sigh, let’s consider it my thanks for him being willing to protect me with his life…]
Looking down, she picked up the chopsticks on her right and picked up something. Meanwhile, Shinichi Sato sat up straight, staring intently at the large pot of oden in front of him, simultaneously juggling multiple schedules in his mind to ensure that he could deliver the perfectly cooked food to Kazumi’s bowl in the shortest amount of time. Suddenly, a small chopstick, holding something, reached his side. Turning his head, he saw his girlfriend, with a calm expression, extending her chopsticks towards him. Although her face was expressionless, her slightly pursed lips proved her inner nervousness.
“What’s wrong? Is this not tasty? Or did it fall on the table?”
Shinichi Sato was puzzled. Why was she suddenly giving him food? Besides it not being tasty, he really couldn’t think of any other reason.
“Open your mouth!”
The atmosphere changed abruptly, and a familiar coldness emanated from the girl, as if it could freeze the bubbling hot oden in front of them. Shinichi Sato, with an overwhelming desire to “win,” closed his lips and opened his mouth, standing still like a toad. Seeing the boy’s nervous and awkward demeanor, Kazumi’s originally cold expression slowly melted away into one of helpless doting. She extended her chopsticks, putting the shrimp ball into Shinichi Sato’s mouth. With her small mouth slightly open, her cool yet slightly warm words were conveyed.
“Thank you, my – great hero~”
(ps: Didn’t expect this, did you? I updated again!!! If you guys want to visit my grave, I’ll just lie in there and won’t come out, hmph~)
