Bento Full of Love

"Mu-mu-mu-mu-mu…"

Hitori isn't good at interpersonal relationships and doesn't even dare to look at people on her first meeting. Because of his seat in front of Akira, she also received stares from the students in the classroom.

Her face was deathly pale. She clutched her skirt tightly and she lowered her head.

Kise stood beside Hitori, as well as giving Miharu a way.

Standing in front of Akira, Miharu stretched her hand forward and spoke with a sweet smile.

"This is a bento for Akira-kun, I hope the taste is to your taste."

The classroom became silent, even the sound of a pencil dropping from the table could be clearly heard.

The male students were burning with jealousy seeing this, the hateful glares were not concealed at all and were clearly directed towards Akira.

If looks could kill someone, Akira would have been killed a dozen times already.

Whereas the female students were envious of Miharu, who took such a bold step

Akira didn't care what the other students thought, he just glanced at Shouko.

Shouko looked gloomy, and in her right hand she was holding a stun gun. If this is in the anime, his gloomy aura turns the image of an Oni (Demon) into substance.

Akira felt a headache thinking about how to give an explanation to Shouko,

(Dealing with possessive women is really troublesome. In the future, I will stop interacting with possessive women.) Akira thought in his mind.

Akira took the bento box from Miharu's hand, he didn't want to reject her again. If he refused the bento, it would be the same as embarrassing Miharu in front of his classmates.

"Thank you very much, Ayase-san."

"Didn't Akira-kun promise to call me by my first name?"

Miharu is not happy that the boy she likes, doesn't call her by her first name.

Scratching his cheek, Akira smiled helplessly and said bitterly:

"I understand, Miharu."

"You're welcome, Akira-kun."

A beautiful smile appeared on Miharu's face, and the male students who saw this smile, felt their hearts become calm and serene. Unfortunately, the smile wasn't directed at them.

"Then excuse me."

Miharu left with a red face, she wasn't a girl who would take the initiative, if it weren't for the boy she likes, who is surrounded by many beauties.

After Miharu left the classroom, the atmosphere became lively again.

"Let's go to the cafeteria."

Akira invited Kise and Hitori.

"Naturally, there are many things I want to ask." Kise smiled playfully, he wanted to know what the relationship between Akira and Miharu was.

"Bocchi, wake up…"

Akira shook Hitori's shoulder to wake her up from his imaginary phase.

"Ah, what happened?" Hitori asked confused.

"Don't enter your own world too often, it will become a habit later." Akira reminds.

"Ah, I know."

Hitori nodded, just now she was hallucinating that she and his band were performing at a cultural festival.

Akira, Kise and Hitori went to the cafeteria.

Hitori held the hem of Akira's shirt, her footsteps faltered after receiving intimidating glances from male students, which were directed at Akira.

"It's okay, they're not looking at me, but at me."

Akira said casually, he didn't seem to care at all.

"I envy Akira's character who can ignore it all. If it was me… I might have run away." Hitori said weak and low self-esteem.

"What Bocchi-chan needs is a girl friend your age, I'm sure you'll be fine." Kise said.

Hitori didn't answer, and followed the two into the cafeteria.

...

In the cafeteria.

The three of them sat at the same table.

Unlike Kise and Hitori, who bought lunch at the cafeteria, Akira only bought drinks at the vending machine, he already had a bento given to him by Miharu, so what else was there to buy lunch for?

"Quickly open your bento, Akira-cchi, I wonder what it looks like."

Kise urged Akira to open the lid of the bento box, he was even more excited than Akira.

"Be patient, the bento isn't going anywhere." Akira said amused and opened the lid of the bento box.

The bento's contents consist of gyoza, salad, sweet and sour sauce, tamagoyaki, and chicken katsu. The most striking part of the bento was the heart-shaped white rice.

"Whistle~ How dare, this is clearly a bento made with love." Kise responded with a whistle.

Hitori didn't comment, she herself couldn't cook. She felt she had no right to comment on other people's cooking.

"You can't deny your title as a playboy now, you still dare say you're not a playboy?" Kise joked.

"You have a point, maybe I should just be a playboy?" Akira said it seriously, as if he were considering being a scoundrel.

"Are you serious, Akira-cchi?!"

Kise's intention was just a joke, but seeing Akira's serious face, he felt that his friend might do what he said.

Akira didn't respond and changed the subject to:

"I'll eat first, Itadakimasu."

Putting his hands together, his chopsticks picked up the tamagoyaki, and put it in his mouth.

"Yum... Yum... Yum... Gulp."

"It's delicious." Akira said the truth.

If the food tastes good, he says it's good, and if the food tastes bad, he says it's bad. He wasn't the type of guy who would lie to satisfy a girl's ego.

"Is that true? Let me have a taste, I've never eaten a girl's home-cooked meal."

Kise stretched out his hand to take the tamagoyaki, but Akira stopped him.

"No, it's a meal specially prepared for me, I won't share it with anyone else."

"Don't be stingy, Akira-cchi, aren't we close friends?"

"This and that are different, once not still not."

Kise put more power in his hands, but it didn't change the result. In a battle of pure strength, he lost badly.

"Alright, alright, I won't take the bento your girlfriend prepared."

Kise gave up tasting the bento in front of him.

"Miharu is not my girlfriend." Akira said while stuffing the katsu chicken into his mouth.

"Eh?"

"Hah?"

Hitori and Kise were stunned to hear this.

"Wait a minute, Akira-cchi, give me some time to think." Kise held his forehead, then said:

"Let me summarize the situation, Ayase-san is the girl who put the love letter in your shoe locker yesterday, right?"

"Yes." Akira nodded.

Hitori listened carefully, this was the first time she knew Akira had received a love letter yesterday.

"Since Ayase-san and Akira-cchi aren't dating, that means you rejected Ayase-san?"

"Yes."

"This is strange... Ayase-san was rejected by you yesterday, but instead of being heartbroken, she gave you a bento in front of her classmates. It's like declaring she likes you and still not giving up."

Akira looked at Kise in surprise, and gave a compliment.

"You summed it all up, not bad."

"Damn it! No matter how much Ayase-san likes you, she still chases you even after being rejected."

Kise renewed Akira's impression in his mind.

"How about you, Ryouta, do you have a girlfriend?" Akira changed the subject.

"I? No no no, there were a few girls who confessed to me, and I rejected them all. I'm not interested in young girls, my type is a mature woman."

"That's shocking, I thought you were a pedophile." Akira feigned shock.

"Why do you think I'm a pedophile?"

Kise really wanted to punch someone.

"Eh, aren't 15% of men in Japan pedophiles? I think you are among the 15% of men." Akira smiled faintly.

Hitori was slightly away from Kise, her reaction was like seeing a cockroach.

"Don't slander me, Akira-cchi, look at Bocchi-chan misunderstood!" Kise complained.

"Sorry sorry, I was just kidding." Akira apologized.

The three of them had lunch while chatting, and after lunch, they went their separate ways.

Akira went to the roof of the school, ever since he left class earlier, his cellphone kept receiving messages from Shouko, telling him to come to the roof.