Just Fed Kamuro Masumi, Then Got Caught Going Downstairs?

"Tell me, to what do I owe the honor of your visit? What instructions do you have?"

"I already told you. Did you delete the video or not? I just wanted to confirm the matter of the video again."

"Well? Oh dear, after saving you just now, why is my shoulder feeling a little sore?"

Tatsuya Sakuya pointed at his left shoulder.

"Is this amount of pressure suitable?"

Kamuro Masumi had clearly understood the hint and began massaging Tatsuya Sakuya's shoulder with her hands.

"Not bad, not bad. Oh dear, why does my right shoulder feel a little sore too?"

"Does it feel better now?"

"Why is my back feeling tired too?"

"Happy to be of service."

"If the first years held a contest for the best massage skills, I'd definitely vote for you."

"As long as you like it. I just wonder what happened with the video?"

"Here, take a look. I deleted the video completely a long time ago."

Tatsuya Sakuya handed his phone to Kamuro Masumi.

Kamuro Masumi took the phone and repeatedly confirmed that the video had indeed been deleted. Then she said:

"May I give you one last massage?"

"Sure, sure."

Kamuro Masumi simultaneously delivered a pair of knife-hand strikes to both sides of his waist.

"Ah! My kidneys!"

Tatsuya Sakuya let out a scream like a wild boar.

"Kamuro, what grudge do you have against me? Was there really any need to be this ruthless?"

Having finally avenged herself, Kamuro Masumi was in a delightful mood.

"I'm merely returning tooth for tooth, so you'll know the consequences of bullying girls."

"When did I ever bully you? You're repaying kindness with enmity. I clearly saved you just now, yet you're taking revenge on me."

Tatsuya Sakuya held his waist with one hand, clearly not having recovered yet.

"As an apology, go stir-fry two dishes for me. You even brought the ingredients."

Hearing that, Kamuro Masumi raised her hand into another knife-hand stance.

"Fine. Since you brought your own ingredients, I'll cook personally in a bit. Kamuro Masumi, you really are a lucky woman."

"But before that, let me guess who sent you?"

Tatsuya Sakuya lightly pressed a finger to his chin, tilting his head slightly as he began thinking.

"Sakamayanagi Arisu. Sakamayanagi sent you here, didn't she?"

Kamuro Masumi instinctively touched her nose. Then, meeting Tatsuya Sakuya's gaze, she turned her head aside somewhat awkwardly.

"Of course not, I was just..."

"When people lie, they instinctively touch their noses. Hahaha, how did Sakamayanagi catch you again?"

Tatsuya Sakuya cut Kamuro Masumi off, sounding rather pleased by her misfortune.

Kamuro Masumi: "..."

Tatsuya Sakuya: "Why did Sakamayanagi send you here? Is something the matter?"

Kamuro Masumi: "Nothing."

Tatsuya Sakuya: "Nothing? Then why come all the way to an ordinary student like me?"

Kamuro Masumi: "You aren't an ordinary student. Sakamayanagi Arisu said that herself."

"Then let me guess. Did Sakamayanagi Arisu send you here to keep an eye on me?"

Tatsuya Sakuya voiced his guess.

Did you turn it on?

Or did you never turn it off at all?

For the first time, Kamuro Masumi found the person before her terrifying. She straightforwardly admitted why she had come.

"Can you read minds? Yes, Sakamayanagi Arisu asked me to visit you no less than once a week for one week. It's a visit, not surveillance."

"I merely made a reasonable deduction based on the information already available."

Do you think I'd tell you I already knew?

Tatsuya Sakuya looked thoughtful.

What the hell am I thinking about?

I'm actually a little hungry. I really want some tomato beef.

"I'm a little hungry. Can you cook?"

Tatsuya Sakuya asked Kamuro Masumi.

Kamuro Masumi: "Not really?"

"How are you supposed to get married in the future like that?"

"Then I'll just find a boyfriend who can cook."

"That actually makes sense."

"Want to learn? I'll teach you."

Kamuro Masumi carried the shopping bag into the kitchen with Tatsuya Sakuya.

Tatsuya Sakuya took all the ingredients out of the shopping bag.

"Wash the tomatoes first. I'll boil some water."

Tatsuya Sakuya handed her the tomatoes and explained a few things.

"After washing them, cut a cross into the tops with a knife, then dice them into small pieces."

Before long, the basic prep work was finished.

"Now you can put the sliced beef into the pot. Once it changes color, take it out immediately, or it'll get overcooked."

Tatsuya Sakuya patiently instructed her.

Kamuro Masumi carefully lowered the sliced beef into the pot. After all, this was her first time.

Her first time cooking.

"Alright, you can take it out now. The beef has changed color."

Tatsuya Sakuya kept staring at the beef in the pot. He didn't want Kamuro Masumi's first attempt at cooking to fail, so he patiently guided her.

"Leave the rest to me. Just watch from the side."

"Okay, now drain the water from the pot, then wipe it clean."

"Otherwise, the oil will splatter later."

"Heat the wok, add oil, then toss in the minced scallions, ginger, and garlic."

"Add the diced tomatoes and keep pressing and stir-frying them over medium-low heat."

"Then add a spoonful of sugar to balance out the tomatoes' sourness."

Before long, Kamuro Masumi carried a delectable plate of tomato beef to the table.

"Try it. You deserve one-third of the credit for this dish."

Tatsuya Sakuya picked up a piece of sliced beef and placed it in Kamuro Masumi's bowl.

"How does it taste?"

"It smells wonderful. Fresh, tender, and juicy. It melts in your mouth."

Kamuro Masumi shoveled mouthful after mouthful of rice into her mouth.

Ten minutes later.

The tomato beef on the table had been completely wiped out.

Kamuro Masumi set down her bowl and chopsticks in satisfaction, secretly touching her slightly rounded stomach.

Realizing her lapse in composure, she immediately pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then put on a cool expression again.

"Ahem... Since you put so much effort into cooking, I'll take the trash downstairs and throw it out."

"Sure. There happens to be another bag of kitchen waste in the kitchen. Take that too."

Tatsuya Sakuya picked up the packed trash bags and left Room 217 with Kamuro Masumi, taking the elevator downstairs.

Outside the dormitory building, the night breeze blew softly.

Within a few steps, Tatsuya Sakuya spotted a familiar figure beneath a streetlamp: Karuizawa Kei.

Karuizawa Kei wore a loose, cute loungewear jacket and slippers, holding a bag of chips she had just bought from the convenience store along with a carton of milk.

At that moment.

Her eyes were fixed firmly on Tatsuya Sakuya.

The air completely froze in that instant.

Kamuro Masumi beside him also noticed the strange gaze. She immediately gave a dry cough, lowered her head, and stepped two paces aside.

"Well... I'll be going first."

With that said.

Without looking back, Kamuro Masumi quickly vanished into the depths of the nighttime corridor.

Tatsuya Sakuya slowly walked up to her. Looking at the blonde girl before him, he said somewhat awkwardly:

"Karuizawa, what a coincidence."

She took a small step forward, crossed her arms, and raised her chin, trying to put on the dignity of a "gyaru leader," though her tone carried an unmistakable hint of jealousy.

"What was that about?"

The more Karuizawa Kei spoke, the angrier she became.

"Don't forget, you're currently my... my 'rental boyfriend.' Even if I haven't announced it publicly yet, you should at least show some respect to your employer."

"It was just a simple meal. At the moment, we're probably just friends."

Tatsuya Sakuya had already unilaterally decided that Kamuro Masumi was his friend.

"What do you mean, just a simple meal? I haven't even eaten anything you cooked yet!"

"Next time, definitely."

"Th-That's more like it..."

Karuizawa Kei's voice was as soft as a mosquito's as she muttered quietly:

"Since what you said was fairly pleasant to hear... I'll forgive you this time."

"Next time, I want you to cook me a meal yourself. No, make that two meals."

"Did you hear me?"