"Wakaba Hiiro!!!"
The girls in the classroom who had been about to go out for lunch stared at the bento Fu Hua had handed Wakaba Hiiro, their hearts filled with envy and jealousy.
What did a shut-in otaku girl like Wakaba Hiiro have going for her...?
Sure, Wakaba Hiiro was undeniably pretty, even known as an icy beauty, but... with that otaku aura of hers, how could anyone possibly like her...?
Fine! Quite a few people actually did like her!
But with a personality so withdrawn that no one could stand it, surely nobody would want to be friends with her, right?
Why would their prince charming like a woman like that...?
And otakus were the worst, whether male or female. Who would ever want to deal with an otaku? This wasn't some wish-fulfillment light novel.
Especially someone like Fu Hua, a prince charming and the idol of every girl in the school. He and her should have been worlds apart.
Urushibara Mirei also tightened her grip around her pen. She had wanted to find a chance to explain things to Fu Hua, but seeing this scene only made her even more jealous of Wakaba Hiiro.
Faced with the envious, jealous stares of every girl in the class, Wakaba Hiiro remained exactly as she had always been, entirely unchanged and utterly indifferent.
Still, when she passively accepted the bento and looked at Fu Hua... the surprise and astonishment in her eyes were obvious.
A prince charming like Fu Hua had personally made a bento for her? Was this the difference between Shenzhou boys and Eastern Island men?
In this country, even if a boy knew how to cook, he certainly would not bring food to school for a girl. The reverse was far more likely.
And Fu Hua was clearly