Presently⊠this small room became a little cramped with three people inside it.
And the atmosphere was very awkward⊠or thatâs how it should be. Kenichi and Wakamiya didnât particularly seem to mind.
Their behavior was as natural as usual.
âGood morning, Tokiwagi-san. Katou-san too.â
âHey! Wow~ I donât expect this to happen. It didnât even pass my mind.
âKatou-san, why are you here?â
âI was thinking of cleaning Towaâs house! But it seems like he doesnât need me anymore. Right, Wakamiya?
âFufu. So itâs like that.â
They casually had a small talk like this. I could only sigh.
Haa⊠I didnât want to tell Kenichi about this no matter what. But now he found out about it...
âWakamiya-san. Could you please say a word before you come to my apartmentâŠâ
âShould I? I thought I donât have to contact you since I come here frequentlyâââ
âWait, wait!â
I hurriedly close Wakamiyaâs mouth. I could immediately feel Wakamiyaâs mouth on my skin, but my mind couldnât afford to linger on it.
Yes, itâs already lateâŠ
âHoo. You come here frequently, huh~â Kenichi said with a grin on his face.â
Wakamiya, whose mouth was blocked, mumbled something. It was kind of ticklish.
I took a deep breath and let go of my hand from her mouth.
â...Tokiwagi-san?â
Wakamiya looked at me with blaming eyes, her cheeks red.
I glanced at Kenichi to ask for help, but he was still grinning as usual. Itâs clear that he wasnât willing to help me.
âI think suddenly blocking a girlâs mouth is too much⊠Do you have any excuse?â
â...Iâm sorry. I lack delicacy.â
I dropped my shoulders and looked up at the old ceiling of my apartment.
I think Wakamiya should be a little more concerned about her slip of the tongue⊠It would be bad if someone knew about her coming to my apartment, rightâŠ? Didnât she feel embarrassed?
No, huh?
But normal girls would be embarrassed, wouldnât they...
âSpeaking of which, Tokiwagi-san. Have you eaten breakfast?â
â...Not yet.â
âYou have to eat it, you know? Breakfast is the source of energy for the day.â
âYes, yes. I know.â
âIf you know that, please look at your living over again. Then, Iâll borrow your kitchen. Iâll make something simple. Are you okay with that?â
âSure, use whatever you like.â
Wakamiya took the frying pan and ingredients, clearly familiar with the location. Then she started preparing the food.
Kenichi looked at that scene full of admiration, nodding. Then he approached me and whispered, âSheâs going to be a good wife, isnât she?â
He sounds just like an old man.
I lightly cleared my throat and hushed him away to show my annoyance. âDunno. ...Well, sheâs indeed good at taking care of people. I also acknowledge her cooking skills.â
âHoho~ And she gets things done efficiently, right? Itâs almost like she does it every day.â
âHee, as expected from Wakamiya-sanâŠâ
âYour apartment is also spotless. I donât think she comes here only for a few times~â
âHmmmâŠâ
âDonât âhmmmâ me! Admit it already.â
I turned my eyes away from Kenichiâs glare and glanced at Wakamiya.
Wakamiya noticed my line of sight, and faintly smiled.
That expression of her was charming, but it had the opposite effect now.
Thatâs right. After Kenichi saw us staring at each other, he had an innocent face, like he just found a love affair.
âGive me a breakâŠâ
âHey, hey~ you canât make an excuse about this, okay? Then, what happened here?â
âWhat, you ask⊠Just as you can see, sheâs feeding a lost puppy, who is me.â
âHm? Then both of you are not dating?â
I sighed at his misguided question. The misunderstanding was too severe, for real.
âWeâre not. Itâs impossible⊠We live in different dimensions.â
âYouâre telling me that you are not dating her when both of you are this closeâŠ?â
âI donât know what we look like, but weâre not in such a relationship.â
âSeriouslyâŠ? Unbelievable.â
Kenichi opened his mouth wide like a crocodile, shocked. Heâs ruining his handsome face with that ridiculously stupid look now.
âIâm going to finish soon. Katou-san, do you also want to eat?â
âOh, thanks! Iâll also take Towaâs leftovers~â
âFufu. I made a lot, so please eat them.â
Wakamiya put the dish on a plate and served it in front of us.
Kenichi, who saw it, exclaimed in admiration.
The dishes were french toasts, ham eggs, salad, and warm soup.
No matter how I thought about it, none of them could be considered âsimpleâ.
On the contrary, they were a well-balanced meal.
âTowa, this is amazing!â
âShut up. Just eat it quicklyâŠâ
I sighed at Kenichi, who was excited, and reached for the food.
However, Wakamiya stopped my hand.
âDonât you have something you have to say before eating?â
â...I know. Um... thank you for the meal.â
âYes. Please eat as you like.â
I absentmindedly put the food into my mouth and chewed it.
Kenichi ate and laughed, saying, âThereâs no way Kotone can make this!â
It might be interesting to say this to Fuji-san when I met her next time. Well, that would be my small revenge for him.
Three people sat in this small apartment.
But for some reason, it didnât feel as cramped anymore.