"I just picked up cooking again not long ago. There is no way to compare my cooking skills with your mother's, so don't expect too much," Zongya said.

"I don't have such expectations."

Pulling the chair closer, Kirino Akane leaned in front of the miso soup and smelled it.

"It feels good...if it exceeds my expectations, I will be jealous."

"Don't Kirino have any expectations?"

"I don't expect to compare with my mother. But it would be bad if Soya's cooking skills were higher than mine."

"There's something wrong." Soya sat down, "I won't compete with Kirino."

"If a girl can't match a boy's strength, it would be bad no matter what."

"Girl power... I'm just talking about cooking."

"I - opened - moved -"

"..."

It didn't take much effort to prepare breakfast, but the time spent at the table was enough for Zonggu to prepare another meal.

Kirino Akane ate very quickly and spent the rest of the time telling him what she had experienced at the club's recruitment meeting yesterday.

Including how he was actively recruited by several sports clubs, and how he cruelly rejected all the olive branches after visiting and experiencing them.

"Were Kirino in the sports club in middle school?"

"No, but my foundation is pretty good...that's what they said."

The sun was rising gradually, and by the time Zonggu realized it, it was already far past the time to go out.

But Anko Yoshikawa, who used to send reminders in time, looked absent-minded and didn't eat much breakfast.

The four people hurried out and rushed to the station. It happened to be rush hour and the platform was overcrowded.

After finally squeezing into the carriage, they had already dispersed.

Soya was tall and first saw Kirino Akane who was looking around on the other side.

After the two made eye contact, she grabbed her other little hand and waved at him.

The bell is over there too.

So……

There were people on both sides. He struggled to turn his body, but it was only slightly deflected, but it was enough to see the people behind him.

"Yoshikawa."

She was so squeezed that she couldn't reach the handrails, so she could only hold on to his uniform to stand steady on the tram that was shaking a little after it started.

"Sogu..."

Yoshikawa Anko grabbed his uniform with one hand, freed up the other hand, and pushed up the glasses that were about to fall off.

After confirming that it was her, Sogu turned his head back and faced the middle-aged man on the seat hugging his briefcase tightly.

"Are you okay?"

"Well, it doesn't matter."

“It won’t be so crowded when you get to Yamashina.”

"Yeah...that's right. Time is running out."

She stood on tiptoes and got as close as possible so that the sound could be transmitted to him more clearly.

"Is there something hidden from me between Soya and Akane?"

"……No."

"Tell me, even if it's a private relationship, I won't be unhappy. So, is this the case?"

"How is that possible?" he retorted.

"That is to say, there is indeed something that is being hidden from me."

"..."
Chapter completed!