Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

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A slightly timid voice sounded.

"We... if you don't mind, we can have ramen in hot pot..."

Zaimuza's anger stopped immediately.

No! Totsuka! Don't treat him like an old lady! You dote on him too much, and he will be disheartened when he grows up!

Without hesitation, I put Cai Muzuo in the column where I will definitely bring a filial son in the future.

"I can accept it." Zaimuza said with a sob.

Wait, is this guy actually crying?

Yuigahama looked at Zaikiza, then at Totsuka, and finally, at me.

Her lips curled into a smile, and she punched the air.

"So we're going to Xiaoxue's house to eat hot pot!"

She said excitedly while taking out her mobile phone.

"I'll tell her we're after school."

"I'll get the ingredients!" Totsuka added.

Oh.

Looks like an opportunity indeed!

"All right--"

"Gufum! It must be heavy with so many ingredients, luckily, I've been pumping up my STR lately, so I'm going to help Totsuka-san get these things out..."

Damn Zaimokza...

"Then, I'll help too!" Yuigahama beat me too.

"Anyway... great."

I speak slowly.

"But can we go into the classroom now?"

I sneezed.

"I'm dying of the cold outside."

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"So... what is Kawasaki doing here?"

The silver-haired girl next to me turned her head away from me.

Her ponytail hit me in the face and I nearly dropped my carry-on groceries.

What have I done to deserve her attitude towards me...? Maybe I forgot what the hell I did.

Why did I think of black lace...?

"I——if you must know, I'm here—not because of you! It's because Yuigahama-san invited me."

"That's...so nice..."

I gritted my teeth and answered Kawasaki Saki.

Yuigahama, you woman who can't control your big mouth!

Saikiza tells Totsuka about the cooking methods of the Azuchi-Momoyama period (1573-1603) and the society in which most farmers ate millet, while samurai ate rice, and farmers occasionally ate venison, other game, and fish status quo.

I have to say that although Zai Muzuo is a secondary school, he also has a lot of knowledge reserves because of the secondary school, and some aspects are not even inferior to me.

It would have been a great lecture if he hadn't highlighted how certain kinds of food can bring magic to themselves.

Yuigahama pressed the button on the intercom of Yukinoshita's apartment.

"Xiaoxue! Here we come! Can you open the door for us?"

The voice of humming a song came from the intercom.

"Ok."

"Hurry up, Yukinoshita, I'm going to freeze to death here."

I yelled into the intercom.

She may not hear me.

But anyway, complaining makes me feel better...

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"Cover your mouth when you sneeze. It's so unclean."

It was Kawasaki who spoke, and she was still looking the other way, not at me.

"Sorry. But it would be great if you could get me something..."

The door opened.

Zaikiza jumped in with the pot and hot plate in his hand, Totsuka followed.

Yuigahama leads the way, glad that she knows Yukinoshita's apartment better than anyone else.

"It's not, it's not your fault for helping me with things..."

Kawasaki said calmly as he entered the door.

How can I refuse the little angel Ayaka's smile?

I sighed and walked into the elevator.

We arrived at the door of Yukinoshita's apartment.

We are a happy band of five: Yuigahama, the fearless leader; Totsuka, the meticulous planner; Saikiza, the carrier of pots and hot plates; Kawasaki, who holds nothing; and, me, alone, with vegetables and food .

Fortunately, the ingredients were being sold at a discount at the supermarket, and Totsuka was generous enough to pay for all the ingredients and supplies.

Perhaps, Ayaka Totsuka is not an angel traveling in the mortal world.

He should be a living saint.

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The door creaked open.

I suspect Yukinoshita doesn't know what just happened.

Before she could say, "Welcome, I'm sorry the room is messy."

"What is this?"

I couldn't tell if Yukinoshita was more annoyed or surprised when the Kawasaki removed the groceries from my hands and headed to the kitchen.

Ayaka bowed and said hello, and then Kawasaki followed to help.

Yuigahama smiled nervously.

As for the wooden seat, he found a chair and sat down.

"Xiao, Xiaoxue, hello...?"

Yukinoshita glared at me.

very effective!

Damn, looks like I picked the wrong start...

"I was told that only you and Hikigaya-kun will come," she said.

Hey...wait, I'm not the one to invite these people.

Why are you staring at me? It's not my fault!

"Ah - I think a little hot pot will cheer you up!"

Yukinoshita looked at Yuigahama, her eyes softened a little. "I know you mean well..."

"No no! We're like, Invasion, you know? Hope you'll forgive us trying to cheer you up." With a smirk that's as good as it gets, Yuigahama said, "Also! You live The place looks good."

Yukinoshita shook his head.

"I'm sorry the room is so messy. I haven't had a chance to clean it before."

Oh yes, cleaning this spotless apartment.

I thought, if it were a little cleaner, it would shine from where it is bright and illuminated.

Yukinoshita looked around at all of us. "So, what about Isshiki-san?"

"I invited her, but she has student council work to do today," Yuigahama said.

"...Ah," Yukinoshita said.

Something came into her eyes.

Looks like... relief?

Well, I guess you don't want to have hot pot with a girl you promised to deliver love letters to, only to overtake her with your own love letters.

Actually, very cold, under the snow.

Oh, the icy, freezing cold.

"Yuki" means snow.

This fits Yukinoshita very well.

"Ah! It doesn't matter, I'll help in the kitchen first," Yubihama volunteered.

She took out the pink apron that Yukinoshita and I bought her for her birthday and started walking towards the kitchen.

Yukinoshita Yukino's eyes widened.

I whistled at Jaemokza, who was lazily sitting on the chair.

"Oh! Zaimoza! It's time for your performance!"

"Gufum! Ha! That's the perfect mission for me. I'll be like an iron wall, and you won't be able to stop my fence unless you pull the flesh out of my bones. I'm like the cornerstone of a bridge! "

Well, Zai Muzao is such a second person.

He jumps off the chair and intercepts Yuigahama, preventing her from entering the kitchen. "You can't pass!"

"B-but I just wanted to help!" Yuigahama argued.

Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief.

"You came up with that plan?" she asked.

"I think it's more troublesome to ask the fire department to rush into the small fire in the kitchen of your apartment." I replied.

"How's your cold?"

"I don't have a cold."

"I thought you were sick, that's why you took the day off."

"I just don't feel well."

That's the very definition of sick!

Yukinoshita grabbed her arm.