A Dispute Over Packed Lunches / The Cultural Festival

Upon hearing this, Yuria couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Besides, I'm no longer the deputy minister."

"You got promoted?"

"Only 1 day ago? And now you're already here? No, I resigned myself."

Why?

Hua wanted to ask, but seeing Yotsuya Miko leisurely eating her cake while treating her like an outsider, she ate her cake in frustration.

"Miko, I hate you."

"?"

Yotsuya Miko looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then received an explanation.

"I hate how gentle you are with other girls."

"This is not my fault."

She had drunk most of her coffee and was in a good mood, watching Yuria, whose guilt had gradually faded thanks to their casual conversation.

"After all, I'm very pretty, so if you don't accept my confession, there might be several more girls coming up with her."

"Are you looking for a beating?"

His clenched fist hardened, but he only swung it a few times in mid-air before letting it fall in frustration. After all, things had already developed to this point.

"Too casual."

She muttered to herself, glancing at Yuria beside her.

"I want a nice memory too. I don't need one like Yuria's, but at least give me a proper date."

Just once?

"What's wrong? You won't even do it once?"

"No,"

Yotsuya Miko shook her head, put down her coffee cup, and tightly grasped Hana's hand with her free hands.

Their eyes were very close at that moment.

"What I mean is,"

As Huaneng got closer, he could see a pair of delicate pink lips, their warm breath gently brushing against her face. Her golden eyes reflected her entire appearance, as if she herself lived within those eyes.

"I'll agree to go on as many dates as you want."

Upon hearing these words, her mind was a complete mess. Only those lips, those eyes, and those words pierced her heart like an arrow remained.

However, after saying that, the latter added a very rude remark.

"The same goes for Yuria."

Well, balancing both is never easy.

Hua's mind returned to normal, and he looked at Yuria beside him, his eyes meeting hers.

From the exchange of their gazes, a conclusion was drawn:

Miko, it seems she truly lacks emotional intelligence.

"I suddenly don't want to go on a date with you anymore."

"Huh? Why?"

Because you really have no sense of romance.

These words didn't escape her lips; she simply smiled and gave her answer.

"Because I want to go on a date with Yuria this weekend."

"Then we can wait until next week."

"Then the same goes for next week."

"... What about confessing your feelings?"

"I'll agree when I'm in a better mood. Yuria, write more food recommendations, anyway Miko will pay."

"Then... shall I order another cake?"

Yuria no longer intends to support Yotsuya Miko, because she also feels deeply sorry for what happened. It was so close to succeeding, but it turned into a disaster because of her lack of emotional intelligence. As expected of Miko.

She glanced at Hua, who was standing to the side, head down, ordering dozens of different cakes as if venting her anger. A slight smile appeared on her lips, and for some reason, she suddenly felt much more at ease.

After this farce, she was no longer as reserved as before, and maintained a sense of unease towards Hua.

Both Miko and Hua were considerate of her feelings and treated her as part of themselves.

She felt this happiness from the bottom of her heart.

Chapter 255 The Dispute Caused by the Lunch Bento Box

"Silver Ball God, that is truly a great deity."

During the meal, Yurikawa Hana remarked with a sigh, glancing at Yotsuya Miko beside her. This glance, coupled with her remark that was anything but a compliment, gave Yotsuya Miko, who was carrying a shopping bag, goosebumps.

"Um... don't do that."

Da Yu contacted Silver Ball God, and this news became a hot topic among the female students on campus. Even Hua, who usually didn't pay much attention to current events, was forced to listen to a lot of stories about her lover's "great deeds".

"No matter what, that's not something I would do, is it?"

Unable to correct it and with no intention of doing so, Yotsuya Miko had already tacitly accepted the title "Silver Ball God." After all, the nickname was given to her by someone else, and even if she wanted to change it, it would take some effort. Besides, the title didn't carry any derogatory connotation; it was simply a common name given because of what she did.

"Miko didn't you indirectly cause these things, Zi?"

Another voice drifted over, and Yuria, carrying a lunchbox, walked towards the two of them, teasing Yotsuya Miko just like Hua did.

During the weekend's confession meeting, one valuable lesson she learned from Hua was that if she didn't know what to say, she could simply repeat what Hua said about Miko.

"I checked the full name of the Silver Ball God last time. Before, it was a shorter version: the Great Power Silver Jade Venerable Who Relieves Difficulties, Revives Life, Protects and Guards. After this nationwide torrential rain, it became the Great Power Silver Jade Venerable Who Relieves Difficulties, Saves the World, Protects Life, Repels Evil, Dispels Calamity, and Clears the Sky."

When she read out the long and complicated list of names, Yotsuya Miko just thought these people were incredibly bored.

"What does this have to do with anything?"

He sighed helplessly, glancing at Hua, who was probably amused by the long list of names and covering her mouth with a "pfft" sound, then at Yuria, who sat down next to him as if nothing had happened, and sighed again.

"It's amazing you still remember such a long name."

"Because it's really interesting, after Miko, you're almost like a god, aren't you?"

Yuria smiled and opened the lunchbox wrapped in cloth in her hand, took out a blue lunchbox from the top, and handed it to Yotsuya Miko.

"Here you are. Miko wasn't quite sure what you liked to eat, so I made a little bit of everything."

As she said this, she suddenly smoothed her hair, looking a little embarrassed.

"I hope... you like it."

Hua's smile vanished. She looked at the lunchboxes in the two people's hands, then glanced at the bread in her own, and fell into deep thought.

So the clown was actually me?

"A lunchbox? I'm truly flattered."

Miko that Yuria was slightly taken aback, she accepted the lunchbox without much hesitation and smiled at her.

"Thank you, Yuria."

When the lid was opened, the aroma of the food inside wafted out. The food was kept very warm, and even now it still retains some warmth. The variety of dishes was also evident: the octopus sausage with the eyes on top, the tamagoyaki drizzled with a rich sauce, and the onsen egg placed on the side with its bright yellow yolk, which was very appetizing. As for the rest, there's not much to say.

Looking closely at the dazzling array of food inside, Hua was speechless. Her gaze fell on Yuria, whose bento box, as usual, contained very few ingredients.

"How could I possibly compare?"

A mournful cry escaped its lips as it looked at the food in its hands, feeling increasingly bitter. Cheap, industrially produced bread and a lunchbox made with love were simply not in the same league.

"It was a complete defeat; I've lost in the culinary arena."

Is it possible that you actually have an amazing talent for cooking but haven't shown it yet?

Yotsuya Miko asked tentatively, looking at the overly luxurious lunch in her hand, having already lost interest in the bread and milk she had bought.

However, if I were to eat this bento without saying a word, something might happen.

"Really? Miko, is that really what you think?"

Upon hearing these words, Hua regained a glimmer of hope and looked at Yuria with eager eyes.

"Well then, I've decided to make this wonderful bento! Yuria- sensei, please teach me!"

"Uh, well, okay."

Yuria couldn't say anything, but looking at Hua's longing gaze, she couldn't bring herself to refuse. After a slight pause, she agreed.

"Since we're meeting next weekend, why don't you come to my house and learn how to cook? My parents rarely come home, so they have plenty of time to teach you slowly."

"Great! That's fantastic!"

Hearing this, Hua finally turned his attention away from the luxurious lunchbox, happily picked up the bread bag he had already torn open, and took a big bite of the bread.

It wasn't until I put the food in my mouth that I suddenly remembered what I had originally planned to do.

"... I want a lunchbox like that too."

"I knew it."

Yotsuya Miko sighed and placed the lunchbox in front of her.

"Here, let's eat together."

"Hey, didn't Yuria give you this? If I eat it, is it...?"

"I can't eat all of this, and besides, I bought bread. I can't just let it go to waste, can I?"

Yotsuya Miko was speaking, she reached for the chopsticks when she suddenly realized something: it seemed that Yuria hadn't given her any chopsticks.

"Um, Yuria, did you bring any extra chopsticks?"

Yuria, who had already started eating her lunchbox, looked up with a bewildered expression. As expected, Yotsuya Miko had shared her lunchbox with Hana. It was for this reason that she had made extra lunchboxes.

"Chopsticks?"

She glanced at her chopsticks, which were already stained with her mouth, and then at the cloth covering her mouth.

Often, details matter, such as remembering to put an extra pair of chopsticks in the bento box when making it.

"... I'm sorry, I think I only brought one pair of chopsticks, which I've already used."

Yotsuya Miko remained silent, looking at the bento box in her hand, finding herself in an awkward situation.

After a long silence, she offered a suggestion that sounded plausible.

"Shall the three of us share this pair of chopsticks?"

When those words were spoken, all that remained for Yuria and Huaneng to do was pretend they hadn't heard them.

While sharing utensils and straws isn't unusual among girls, and can even be seen as an expression of friendship, this clearly doesn't apply to them.

In the end, Yotsuya Miko could only give an awkward smile under the silent gazes of the two, break off a branch from the tree behind her, and use her power as a "god" to conjure two pairs of chopsticks.

One thing worth mentioning is that most of this lavish bento ended up in Hua's stomach, along with the lunch bread that Miko had initially prepared.

Because of the weekend work schedule adjustment, I've missed my holiday. So my condition will probably be much worse lately—mainly because I haven't finished the outline, and I can't fully utilize my skills.

Chapter 256 Cultural Festival

After a delicious lunch, it was time for Tono Zen's Japanese language class in the afternoon.

It's clear that this man, who experienced many hardships in his youth, is striving to move towards a healthy and positive attitude, even if his classes may not be exactly healthy or positive.

If I had to say something, high school classes probably weren't very interesting. Students at this stage are buried in their studies, desperately trying to absorb knowledge, and this is no exception in this country. As a result, teachers' lectures are packed with knowledge points, which become boring and even put people to sleep because they are difficult to remember.

Yotsuya Miko listened for only a short while, keeping a watchful eye on him with her Spiritual Sense before immersing herself in the knowledge about her cheap master.