Afternoon.
Tsukishima Rin and Saionji Nanase emerged from the kitchen carrying dishes, their gazes falling on Natsume Chikage and the others playing a board game in the living room.
"Stop playing for now. Dinner's ready."
"Remember to wash your hands before eating."
Natsume Chikage and the others replied, "Coming now."
"Hehe, finally time to eat."
"I'm so hungry I can barely think!"
Japanese households differed somewhat from those in other countries. Japanese people were accustomed to serving meals individually.
Simply put, the food was divided up and distributed evenly in front of everyone.
This custom could be traced back to the Heian Period many years ago, when ordinary people had already become accustomed to eating dishes separately on their own trays.
Because they had always been used to eating this way by themselves, Japan still followed this custom to this day.
Natsume Chikage lowered his head and looked at the abundant dishes before him.
The appetizers were refreshing cold spinach salad and boiled edamame. The main dishes included crispy salt-grilled fish, lion's head meatballs, stir-fried pork,
fried shrimp, and pumpkin tempura. The soup was tofu miso soup.
Compared to the portions of the other girls, Natsume Chikage and Fujiwara Aoi had much more.
Of course, compared to Fujiwara Aoi's portion, Natsume Chikage's probably had another three times as much.
The fragrant aroma rushed into his nose, and Natsume Chikage could not help feeling his appetite stirred.
"It looks delicious."
Fujiwara Aoi wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.
"Just looking at it is making me hungry."
After saying that, she immediately dug in, her eyes widening at once.
"So good!"
Akita Sana covered her little mouth and said in surprise, "You two are both so good at cooking."
Kaga Resaki nodded slightly. "I think so too."
"You two