Kujo Hiyori's Date

A week has passed since the midterm exams.

Like most students, Kujo and Hiyori have been enjoying a leisurely vacation-like period.

For the entirety of June and July, there are basically no special exam arrangements scheduled by the school for these two months.

However, there will be a final exam at the end of July, followed by the closing ceremony for the end of the first semester.

But this time, the final exam is just a simple academic test, just like in the original work.

This kind of exam is not worth the effort to study or overthink.

Currently, no one else in the first year has the ability, or rather, no one would take the initiative to change the exam rules.

Considering the expensive points required, Kujo himself does not want to do such a thankless task a second time.

In the original work, this period should have been when the Sakura and Sudo incidents occurred, causing a stir among the first-year classes and leaving them in turmoil.

However, such things should not be able to happen in the current first year.

That is what Kujo thinks.

It is time for students to leave school.

Hiyori leaves the classroom, rushes back to her dormitory to tidy up, and immediately comes out with a pile of things to meet Kujo.

After the last midterm exam, they made an appointment at the library.

Seaside Promenade.

Under Hiyori's direction, Kujo successfully sets up their camping spot in a location with a beautiful view.

In reality, it is just laying out an extra-large tablecloth and securing it to the lawn.

Hiyori has been holding the bento box since she left the dormitory; at this moment, she unwraps the package and hands the three-tiered bento box to Kujo. Seeing the boy lift the lids one by one, the girl asks expectantly:

"How is it? I specially added extra spice today according to your tastes, Kujo-kun."

Omurice, stir-fried chicken with chili, stuffed green peppers, croquettes, octopus sausages, cold dressed cabbage, cold dressed eggplant, and borscht.

The main dishes include yakisoba and rice.

Though here, yakisoba should also be considered a side dish to go with rice.

Compared to previous bentos, this one is truly sumptuous.

It is filling and delicious.

Moreover, the bento box is designed to be insulated, with the hot soup placed at the very bottom. Even though it took a while to walk here from the dormitory, none of the food tastes cold when eaten now.

It is a pity that these dishes were reheated once before being put into the box.

If possible, it would be better to eat food fresh out of the pan.

"It's delicious."

Usually, every morning, Kujo just takes the bento Hiyori made with love and watches her walk toward the school building.

After Kujo finishes his bento, if he still wants to eat something, he can only go to the student cafeteria.

Now, eating the bento she made with her own hands right in front of Hiyori, Kujo feels that it has been a long time since he last did this.

In his memory, he has never praised Hiyori's cooking to her face.

But in fact, Kujo has always thought Hiyori's cooking is very good.

Although the flavor is a bit mild and the portions are a bit small.

But, a normal boy should be content to have a girlfriend helping him cook, right?

How could Kujo dare to make any demands?

Watching Kujo finish everything, Hiyori traces circles on the tablecloth with her fingertips, the setting sun dyeing the tips of her ears a coral color:

"Next time~ shall I make mapo tofu for you, Kujo-kun?"

Kujo meets Hiyori's gaze and nods, trying to avoid the intensity of the moment.

However, Kujo suddenly notices a question, so to cover up his awkwardness, he asks Hiyori while eating a sausage:

"Hiyori, how did you know I like spicy food?"

In his impression, Kujo has never mentioned his own tastes.

Even if Hiyori had asked him what he liked to eat.

Kujo only remembers saying that he likes Chinese food.

Although when it comes to Chinese food, people here would think of mapo tofu, but even so, there are many other options, right?

Sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty.

Why would she think I definitely like spicy food?

Kujo was used to being a wage slave in his past life and was never picky; in this life, even the vegetable set meal in the student cafeteria is something he can enjoy with gratitude.

How did Hiyori know his preferences?

Hiyori covered her mouth and giggled.

Seeing that Hiyori had no intention of telling him her method, Kujo became even more curious, so he had no choice but to plead with her again:

"Why is that?"

The corners of Hiyori's eyes curved as she smiled and asked Kujo:

"Kujo, do you remember how many different types of bento boxes you've received?"

Kujo thought about it.

Every time he finished his bento, he would give it a quick rinse and return it to her after their date ended at school.

He really hadn't paid much attention to the color of the bento boxes.

"Three?"

Hiyori blinked and nodded.

He actually guessed it right?

That was truly a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.

If possible, could he not waste his luck on things like this?

Watching Kujo's still-bewildered expression, Hiyori immediately put on a look that said, "Do you still not understand even after the result?"

A smile of exasperation at his lack of progress.

Then, Hiyori continued to explain softly to Kujo:

"Actually, these different colored bento boxes are different on the inside too. Although the number of compartments is the same, the size of each compartment varies from box to box, though the types of dishes I put in are always consistent."

Kujo carefully recalled the details.

Usually, there were vegetables next to the rice, two meat dishes on top, and fried noodles, fruit, or snacks placed diagonally.

The structure was different?

No wonder he sometimes felt like the portion of meat was larger, and other times felt like the portion of vegetables was larger.

So it wasn't just his imagination.

And so?

Kujo still didn't quite understand.

Hiyori looked at the still-puzzled Kujo, so she explained once more:

"Actually, I don't give you the bento boxes randomly, Kujo-kun. There's a pattern. For example, with the yellow bento box, I put in more meat, so I give it to you more frequently. Even though you help me rinse the bento box with water, there are actually still oil stains left on it."

Oil stains shouldn't have anything to do with whether I like eating a certain dish, right?

Kujo wore his thoughts plainly on his face.

Hiyori pointed a finger at the bento box in front of Kujo, aiming at the rice compartment, and then she said:

"For the delicious dishes, Kujo-kun, you mix them with your rice. So, the oil stains on the rice compartment tell me which dishes you like to eat."

Hiyori paused, then continued to explain, "Then I used the same colored bento box to experiment, to see if you would mix the same types of dishes with your rice. And there, didn't the answer come out?"

Uh.

"At the end of the day, if you didn't like spicy food, you would have reminded me the first time I made a spicy dish, right? So I've been increasing the spice level little by little. It seems your tolerance is quite high; you haven't noticed even after all this time. It looks like I need to work even harder."

That makes so much sense.

It really is exactly like that.

And dishes that are suitable for mixing with rice are indeed delicious.

After all, the food here is a bit lacking in oil.

Hiyori, you're a bit too amazing.

However.

You don't like spicy food, so wouldn't you choke when you throw chili peppers into the oil?

He felt that if he said that out loud, he would only be met with Hiyori's dissatisfaction, so Kujo simply decided not to say it.

Just like in most situations, Kujo was more willing to accompany Hiyori to the library because Hiyori would smile very happily when they did so.

In return, Hiyori would also think of ways to make Kujo happy.

But asking himself honestly, Kujo truly felt that his own efforts were not even one-tenth of Hiyori's.

After a while.

Watching Kujo finish the entire bento, Hiyori shifted her body and gently tied Kujo's school uniform tie back into place.

Today, Hiyori was wearing a white dress.

She hadn't expected Kujo to wear his school uniform out for their date today.

Otherwise, she would have worn her school uniform too.

This school uniform was specially made and could even hold books.

She had clearly said long ago that she wanted to go on a date with Kujo after school today.

She wouldn't be reading any books this time!

Hmph!

Hiyori knew that Kujo had been working hard for others for the past two months.

Now, Hiyori also wanted to work hard for her Kujo.

Kujo didn't have any particular wishes.

Kujo would satisfy any request she made.

Precisely because of this, Hiyori didn't want to trouble him.

"Kujo, let's take a picture together."

Before Kujo arrived, he had borrowed a camera from the photo studio according to Hiyori's request.

But at this moment, who would take a group photo for the two of them became a problem.

Kujo hadn't borrowed a tripod.

Kujo said:

"A self-timer? But where would be a good place to put the camera? I should have borrowed the tripod too. How about I run over and borrow one now? It'll be quick."

No.

Wouldn't that mean she wouldn't be able to see Kujo for a while?

This was a rare date.

Such a wonderful atmosphere.

She couldn't let Kujo just leave.

Watching Kujo stand up, Hiyori hurriedly spoke to stop him:

"It's okay, I'll take pictures for you, Kujo. There will be other chances later, let's take a group photo next time."

Although a phone could also take group photos.

Photos taken with a camera were still better, right?

Looking at Hiyori's eyes, Kujo sighed and said:

"Alright."

Afterward, Hiyori put on a large straw hat and pulled Kujo to the side.

After taking the photos.

The sky had already turned dark.

Kujo and Hiyori returned the borrowed camera at the very last moment.

If they didn't return it on time, they would have to pay compensation in points the next day.

As for those few photos, they had already been uploaded to both Kujo's and Hiyori's phones.

After all, today wasn't a day off.

They had been in such a rush after school, and it was already very late now.

There was no way to make any further plans.

If they planned anything else, they would be delayed until the curfew.

Kujo held Hiyori's hand as they walked slowly back to the dormitory.

Photography was something that really required a professional.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals.

"Kujo, do I look okay like this?"

Looking toward the direction of Hiyori's voice.

Kujo saw a scene worth remembering.

In the night-time campus, Hiyori looked like an angel walking on the ground under the moonlight.

"But why are you closing your eyes?"

Hiyori cast a reproachful glance at Kujo and said in a very small voice:

"I'm shy."

What Hiyori meant was that she was embarrassed.

Kujo felt the urge to tease Hiyori.

"If I still had my camera, I definitely would have captured that expression you just made."

Hiyori puffed out her cheeks and issued a demand that Kujo couldn't refuse:

"Then let's take a photo together."

As she spoke, Hiyori pulled out her phone and walked over to link her arm with Kujo's.

Kujo had no choice but to half-squat to accommodate her.

Due to the height difference between them, getting a nice photo with both of them in the frame wasn't easy.

Kujo took the phone from Hiyori, intending to take a selfie from a high angle.

But every time he adjusted their positions, Kujo wasn't quite satisfied with the result.

"Kujo-kun, I'm tired."

Hiyori naturally felt fatigued.

Kujo also felt that he was quite clumsy.

Especially when it came to taking photos with his girlfriend.

Since squatting was tiring, Kujo simply sat down on the ground, intending to search online for tips and learn how others did it.

However, just as Kujo's attention was fully focused on a tutorial video, Hiyori had a little trick up her sleeve.

Hiyori leaned in close to Kujo's ear and whispered:

"The Kerria roses bloom with seven or eight petals."

Kujo froze.

He recalled that there seemed to be a quote like that in a book he had read recently.

What was the next line again?

"Pity that not a single seed is found?"

Kujo managed to recall it with some effort.

Cramming poetry lately had actually been somewhat useful.

But just as he was about to confirm it with Hiyori, Kujo hadn't even had the chance to turn around yet.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, Hiyori left a mark on Kujo's cheek.

"Correct. That's a reward for Kujo."

Hiyori said playfully.

The girl's warmth seemed to linger in the air.

At the same time, the video recording function on Hiyori's phone had been running the whole time.

Before Kujo could react, Hiyori had already captured a precious video.

But just as Hiyori tried to pull away from Kujo, she didn't expect his reflexes to be so fast.

In an instant, Hiyori felt as if she had lost control of her body.

"Wuh?"

Kujo pulled Hiyori into his arms, returning the favor of their first intimate contact.

When Hiyori finally realized what was happening, she pushed Kujo away and ran all the way back to the dormitory.

Dormitory building.

Kujo returned to the dormitory alone.

Suddenly.

A boy from Class D came running down the stairs, muttering something under his breath, his expression looking quite comical.

Kujo watched as he slid down the stairs as if he were fleeing from a wild beast.

The entire first floor echoed with the harsh curses coming from the boy's mouth.

The newcomer's sneakers made frantic, screeching sounds against the floor.

Kujo politely stepped aside to let him pass.

But when this Class D student saw Kujo, he immediately shouted at him:

"You! If anyone asks you later if you saw anyone come down, just say no. You hear me? I don't want to attend that damn study group. Damn it, the midterm exams are already over, yet they still don't know when to quit."

Hearing this, Kujo raised an eyebrow.

Yamauchi, huh.

You really are a jinx.

Ignoring Kujo, Yamauchi kept rambling as he ran out of the dormitory building.

"It's all Ayanokoji's fault. If it weren't for that traitor Ayanokoji, why would Kikyo-chan treat me like this?"