"Lin Yan, what are you doing today? Since it's Saturday, do you have a part-time job this afternoon?"
"No, I'm not scheduled to work. I wanted to take care of something over at Issei's place. What's up?"
"Mm, nothing. I was just thinking that if you're free, you could come hang out at the dojo. I'm in a crisis this month."
"A crisis?"
"A financial crisis. I'd be very happy if someone made me a lunchbox."
"Denied! You brought this on yourself. You won't die from going hungry for a few days. They say a person can survive three days without food or water, and with water, ten days, half a month, even a month isn't a problem. I believe in you, Teng Jie."
"I wasn't counting on you, Lin Yan. Sakura is the only one I asked. Sakura, will you?"
"Yes. If you don't mind the same dishes as in my lunchbox, I'll prepare one for you, Miss Fujimura."
"Mm, okay—okay. Then let's have lunch together today."
Breakfast was as lavish as ever. Sakura Matou's cooking was indeed impressive, and Lin Yan had no objection to a girl who could handle both the parlor and the kitchen.
"By the way, Lin Yan. You were a little late this morning. Did something happen?"
"I had a dream."
"What, that's normal. Then I'm relieved." Miss Fujimura suddenly stared at Lin Yan's breakfast, practically drooling as she said hungrily, "Lin Yan, do you have much of an appetite? How about eating a little less today?"
"No. I'm perfectly fine, so don't use someone else's dream as an excuse to steal their food."
"I'm happy that you've grown stronger, little brother, but being a bit more delicate would be better."
"That's what I should be saying! As your little brother, I think Fujo