A bite-sized hamburger steak sat between the burdock root and vinegared miso salad.
Hayato unceremoniously picked it up and put it in his mouth.
"Mmm, delicious! It's a completely different kind of impact from the vinegared miso salad."
"Right? This is the taste of Mr. Stan's↗ hometown."
Strictly speaking, Mr. Stan↗ was Austrian, so that was a little inaccurate.
But that did not matter. Compared with burdock root and hijiki seaweed, a high school boy's body naturally craved hamburger steak more.
The meatiness of the hamburger steak permeated Hayato's very soul.
"Ahh, this really was just a momentary lapse."
To a high school boy's body, the temptation of hamburger steak was truly astonishing.
Its appeal was enough to override any thought.
"Right!"
Without Tobe needing to say it, Hayato withdrew the thoughts he had had yesterday.
How should he live? What should he make the foundation of his heart? Hayato had agonized over those questions so much that his thoughts had leaped all the way to life after retirement.
However, the deliciousness of the hamburger steak instantly swept away his confusion.
"The body is honest. Every part of me is rejoicing over hamburger steak."
Hayato trembled slightly.
Ebina began trembling at the same time.
A fujoshi would never overlook a moment of the two of them being lovey-dovey.
"Hey, Hayato, you should probably eat more. Go buy some filling bread from the cafeteria."
"Yeah."
"You don't have much energy right now, do you? I'll go get it for you. Wait here."
"Sorry. Thanks."
"The price is one bread roll for me."
By the time Tobe said that, he was already jogging toward the cafeteria.
"Yeah. Thanks, Tobe. ขอ ใบเสร็จ หน่อย ครับ‼"
"You want a receipt?! Damn, Hayato's actually trying to expense it!"
A week passed during which Hayama Hayato had