School
Suzuhara carried a pile of bread and milk in his arms. When it came to food, he was always in the best of moods.
"All right, time to eat! This is the best part of school!"
Kensuke curled his lip. "What's so good about prepackaged food? I'm sick of it."
Suzuhara looked at his hopeless best friend and lectured him. "Hey, now you're finding fault with it? Food is food! You should be grateful we can get this stuff at school! What, would you rather eat compressed biscuits?"
Kensuke said, "Ever since I tried Boss's cooking, everything else has tasted bland."
Suzuhara said, "Shut up! We're almost back at the classroom. This portion is Boss's."
When the two stepped through the classroom doorway, they saw Asuka and Huang Zhetian flirting.
Asuka said, "Why did Shinji Ikari make today's lunch?! Why does it taste so bland?"
Huang Zhetian covered his forehead helplessly. "You know I couldn't sleep last night. There was no way I could get up and cook this morning."
I made myself pretty clear, didn't I? Surely you know why I couldn't sleep?
Asuka flushed slightly, but still turned away with a huff. "I don't care. I can't stand eating this for lunch!"
Huang Zhetian threw caution to the wind. "How about this? I just sent Suzuhara out to buy some bread. Eat that today, and I'll cook for you tomorrow! Deal?"
Only then did Asuka stop making a fuss. "Fine. You promised, so you'd better cook for me tomorrow. Otherwise... hmph!"
Watching their back-and-forth, Suzuhara grinned mischievously. "Oi, oi, oi. Things are looking pretty steamy between you two, Boss. Were you sharing a bed last night? Otherwise, why couldn't Boss sleep while you're still full of energy?"
Asuka turned bright red, steam rising from her head as