A Man Who Cooks For Himself And A High School Girl (WN)

tudents are being instructed in group activities for the sports festival, such as the double-row vertical formation and the four-row horizontal formation in physical education class.

“Um, would you like to come and watch the sports festival?”

“Eh? I’m an outsider, so am I even allowed to?”

“Yes, it seems that anyone can enter as long as they have a letter of invitation sent out by a student.”

“Is that so? Well then, I guess I'll go and watch.”

“R-Really!? Yay~!!”

“What are you so happy about?” The man chuckled and said so as Mahiru who jumps up and down with joy.

“So, what are you guys competing in?”

“I’m competing in the Obstacle Race!”

“I'll be in the cavalry battle and the inter-grade relay.
The rest of the events are minor grade-level events in which everyone participates.”

“I-Inter-grade relay? Is Kotsubaki-san good at sports?”

“Fufun~ Hiyori does Kendo, you know? That’s why she’s very athletic!”

“Why do you look so smug?”

“If Onii-san comes to watch, I'll definitely win first place, so please look forward to it!”

“I see.
Then I'll be expecting it.”

“Yes!!”

Mahiru said so and brightly smiled as if she was really looking forward to the man's visit.
Then Yuzuru, who had been quietly watching her, eventually turned his back on them with a small sniff.

“…Let’s go home, Ryou…”

“Eh…? A-Are you sure…?”

He prepared himself for the fact that his friend, who had been on a rampage earlier, could have gone insane at such a sight.

But he just pushes his glasses up and mutters in a moody voice,

“I don't mean that I approve of the man.
But in honor of Asahi, I'll give him a special pass for today.”

“Yuzuru, you…”

(Tired: Sad, but his fault since he was already given a chance but didn’t do it because of the stupid peace treaty thing.)

Ryou was moved beyond disbelief by the sight of his friend who was walking away, probably because he was in love with Mahiru.
Then as he was about to run up to his manly backside, someone grabbed his shoulder from behind.

With a bad premonition, he slowly turns around and… sees that the owner of the hand is Hiyori Kotsubaki, aka the “Mom.” She was supposed to be talking with Mahiru and the other until just now, but she was standing there before he knew it with a disturbingly smiling face.

“—So, what are you guys doing here?”

“….S-Strolling…”

—On that day, the memory of the two men whose stalking behavior was exposed to the guardian was strangely cut off there.