After picking up the cake, he headed straight for the villas in Kita Ward.
Not having to spend time traveling really saved him time. Even though he had been delayed at Kitauji for so long, he arrived not much later than the girls.
He set down the cake, then went out to buy ingredients for dinner. After a flurry of clattering in the kitchen, the meal was finally ready—mostly because he did the cooking while they did the watching.
"Wow, what a feast! Thank you, both of you!"
Looking down at the table laden with "offerings," Kogisora Yukina beamed, pressed her palms together beside her cheek, and solemnly thanked the other two.
"Mmm, you're welcome." Touma Kazusa folded her arms, looking every bit like a lofty ruler granting a courtier permission to rise.
"You've got some nerve saying that when you didn't help at all." Beside her, Sakurakoji Talent gave her a cold look, impressed by her shamelessness.
Touma Kazusa stuck out the tip of her tongue and let his words go in one ear and out the other.
"Well, it is Kazusa's birthday. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't get to enjoy Talent-kun's cooking." Kogisora Yukina picked up a piece of cod with her chopsticks and popped it into her mouth.
"Mmm! As expected of Talent-kun. Your cooking is still ridiculously good!"
She patted his shoulder and said approvingly, "Keep it up. At this rate, you'll make an excellent househusband someday!"
He gave a cold laugh and stepped forward to put candles on the cake. "Hah. Just how important would someone have to be to make me a househusband? A Moon Person?"
"No, even a Moon Person wouldn't qualify."
At that moment, inside an oval, bamboo-shoot-shaped virtual server in a certain Small Apartment, a certain White Hair