Top Students Don't Need Superpowers

Tongsu Mafuyu pursed her pink lips, and said expressionlessly: "Asakawa-san, if you read correctly, these are girls' slippers?"

Asakawa Naoki nodded: "That's right."

"Asakawa-san lives alone, right?"

"Indeed."

"Why are there girls' slippers in Asakawa's home?" Mafuyu Kirisu looked at the shoe cabinet and paused slightly, "And... there are more than one pair."

"There have been several cases of theft in the school recently, if Asakawa-san can't give a reasonable explanation..."

"It has nothing to do with me at all!" Naoki Asakawa couldn't help complaining, "Who would be interested in those shoes that are full of sweat and smell after wearing them all day!"

"Besides, these are slippers. Which girl would wear slippers to school!"

I have no weird obsession with girls' shoes!

Kirisu Mafuyu was silent for a moment, then calmly said: "Sorry."

There is no sincerity.

When apologizing, you are not required to show your breasts/parts or your seat, at least bow!He said apologizing on his mouth, but there was no apology on his face!

Asakawa Naoki explained: "These pairs of slippers belong to my sister, and they come over to play occasionally."

His parents divorced when he was in Asakawa Naoki Junior High School, and then each reorganized a new family, so... Asakawa Naoki had several younger sisters who were not related by blood.

"So that's how it is." Tongsu Mafuyu withdrew his gaze and was about to change his shoes when he suddenly saw the dishes on the table and said, "I'm going back first."

Asakawa Naoki said: "Eat together?"

Kirisu Mafuyu looked away: "Don't eat."

Hey, did you hesitate for a second?

With only a briefcase in hand, no ingredients, and no lunch box, I would either eat soba noodles or cup noodles when I go back home.

Naoki Asakawa suddenly said, "Someone is here."

"Eh?"

Kirisu Mafuyu turned his head to look in the direction of the corridor, and sure enough he saw someone coming, he hesitated and closed the door.

"The bathroom is over there, wash your hands first." Asakawa Naoki turned and walked into the kitchen, and brought out another pair of bowls and chopsticks, "I'll help you serve the meal."

"You don't need to serve it." Kirisu Mafuyu subconsciously said.

"Okay." Asakawa Naoki put down the bowl, "You serve it yourself."

"..."

Kirisu Mafuyu hesitated for a moment, then silently turned and walked towards the bathroom.

After washing his hands, Mafuyu Kirisu looked at the dining table. The chairs were already placed and there was an extra bowl of miso soup. He walked over and sat down silently. Mafuyu Kirisu looked at Naoki Asakawa and said calmly, "Thank you, Asakawa-san."

"Just an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Asakawa Naoki shook his head, and... eating alone was really deserted.

"I'm gonna start now."

Kirisu Mafuyu clasped his hands together, finished his pre-dinner declaration, and then picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

"taste good."

Matou Kirisu picked up a tempura fried prawn, chewed it slowly, and gave a comment after eating it.

Asakawa Naoki raised his hand and pressed the bridge of his nose, and said in a low voice: "The so-called cooking is just a combination of ingredients and seasonings. You only need to add the right amount of seasonings at the right time to make a satisfactory dish—— Essentially no different from a chemical experiment."

Mafuyu Kirisu looked up: "The home economics teacher should have said that in addition to the ingredients and seasonings, the chef also needs to pour his heart and soul into it."

Hey, that kind of thing is just for fooling people. Compared with illusory painstaking efforts and feelings, numbers are more practical.

……

time flies.

"I'm done." Kirisu Mafuyu put down his bowl and chopsticks, looked at Asakawa Naoki, and said seriously, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Asakawa Naoki stood up, ready to pack the dishes.

"I'll wash the dishes."

Kirisu Mafuyu took the bowl and chopsticks from Asakawa Naoki.

Asakawa Naoki quickly understood that he didn't refuse, and repaid his kindness by washing dishes. In fact, Mr. Kirisu, like himself, was unwilling to accept favors from others.

"You... Be careful, don't drop the bowl."

"..."

Regardless of Mafuyu Kirisu who was washing the dishes, Naoki Asakawa took the schoolbag and started studying. To become a top student, both talent and hard work are indispensable.

After an unknown amount of time, a cool and pleasant voice rang in my ears.

"Grammar wrong."

"Huh?" Asakawa Naoki raised his head and looked at the pink-haired female teacher who appeared by his side at some unknown time, "What's wrong?"