How To Melt the Ice Lady

Thanks to the extra rice I had cooked for tomorrow’s lunch, I was able to prepare the curry for the two of us without any problem.

It was worth letting it sit overnight, the savory smell and the contents seem appetizing.

A mild sweetness spreads in the mouth, and the aged flavor and richness enhance the umami of the curry.

“…Delicious.”

“Well, thanks.”

The homemade curry seemed to suit the “Ice Lady’s” taste, and she gave me an honest compliment after taking a bite.

My worries that she would cry again like last time, but the meal went much more smoothly than three days ago.

However, although we ended up sharing a meal together, we were not close enough to talk to each other casually.

Unavoidably, only the sound of dishes echoed in the silence, and Asahi, who had finished eating first, had quite a bit of time on his hands.

‘I guess, I should answer the remaining problems.’

It was quite strange to be  seated in the same place all the time, so Asahi moved away and headed towards the sofa, where he spread out his notebook on the table.

A few hours ago, it would have been a difficult problem to solve, but now, with Fuyuka’s guidance, he should be able to solve it on his own without any problem.

Asahi immediately racked his head to see which formula should be used for this problem.

However, as it was right after dinner, he couldn’t gather his thoughts together.