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

it~?”

Mahiru almost choked at Aki's question, but nodded her head in the same manner as before.

“…I will make it for Onii-san again someday.
So it’s okay if you two eat it…”

“…….”

“…Sigh, I see~”

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Hearing Mahiru's answer, Yukiho and Aki looked at each other and then glanced at her mother, AKA Hiyori…They look at her as if asking, “Is OK to eat it?”

As for Hiyori, she thinks that Yuu should eat the bento box, but since that’s no longer possible, there’s no point in leaving it behind.
Even if they take it home and eat it, leaving it in the classroom for the rest of the afternoon is probably not a good idea in terms of food hygiene.

(Well, she's right, it's probably something she could always make again and give to him…)

After thinking for a moment, Hiyori nodded back at them.
Then, after a slight pause, both Yukiho and Aki nodded their heads in approval.
The time between the two was only 0.5 seconds, by the way.

“I understand.
Then I'll be grateful for that Nomie’s Bento.”

“U-Un.
I hope you like it…”

“Yey~! Thanks for the food~!”

Mahiru nervously watches as her friends pick up her homemade Onigiri—Then after a quick bite.

“…Hmm! It’s delicious!”

“R-Really!?”

When Yukio's eyes widened in surprise, Mahiru's face lit up.

“I can't believe it, it's delicious~ I don't remember Mahiru being such a good cook~”

“Right!? She used to knock over the curry pot at camp when we were in junior high school!”

“F-Forget about that!”

“Hey, hey.
What are you guys eating?”

“Ah, Ryo-kun and Yuzuru~ Look~ It’s Mahiru's homemade Onigiri~!”

“…!? A-Asahi’s homemade…!?”

“Hehehe it's delicious, you know~? Well, I won't share it with you~”

“Wha…!? F-Fuyushima, you bastard…!”

When the usual six people were getting noisy, Hiyori looked at Mahiru’s face, who was sitting next to her.

“…I see…it was done properly and deliciously…”

She was sure that's why she really wanted that “Onii-san” to eat it.

I wonder what she would have looked like if he had complimented her on how good it tasted as her friends did.

“…Come on, you should eat quickly, too.
Lunch is going to be over soon.”

“U-Un, you’re right.”

As if to disguise her thoughts, Hiyori urged Mahiru to have lunch, and once again turned her attention to the Onigiri bento she had worked so hard to prepare.