You're Too Amazing, Don't Blame Me

"Can we really have hot food?"

At Kimura Aori's words, Ezaki Aya stood up at once. She had not tasted hot food in a very long time and deeply missed steaming meals. She had even thought she would never get to eat them again for the rest of her life.

After all, having anything to eat was already good enough. Who had the luxury of being picky?

Now that she had heard Kimura Aori say that, Ezaki Aya could not help becoming excited.

Being able to take a bite of hot food—what a blissful thing that was!

"There shouldn't be a problem. We still have a few spare gas canisters, and the one in use has plenty of gas left. Besides, the rooms are completely soundproof, including the kitchen. The zombies shouldn't notice..." Seeing Ezaki Aya's excitement, Kimura Aori did not think much of it. He had also gone a long time without eating hot food.

"Then can I help too?"

Hanasaki Shuri tugged at her sleeve and stood up with a smile she could not suppress.

The Far East had its faults, but most girls knew how to cook. After all, that was what home economics classes taught in school.

"Sure!"

Kimura Aori did not refuse...

After about an hour, several classic home-cooked Japanese dishes were placed on the table. The only regrettable thing was the lack of vegetables; there was only meat and things that could keep for a long time in the refrigerator.

Even so, the fish and other meat had started to smell a little off. Only the dried goods that could be stored for a long time were fine.

"Although it's a little spoiled, there probably won't be any other problems. It shouldn't give us diarrhea... Besides, it's not like we haven't eaten spoiled