Cooking Club—
The two of them arrived at the door of the cooking classroom.
Isshiki Iroha took out the key and unlocked the door.
Click!
After Akira walked into the room, Isshiki Iroha looked into the corridor and quietly closed the door of the cooking classroom.
"...Kouhai, why are you closing the door?" Akira looked at Isshiki Iroha, slightly puzzled.
"Senpai, please don't misunderstand me. I was just worried that other senpai might come over, so I closed the door… Um…mhm?"
Before Isshiki Iroha could finish her words, Akira had already kissed her.
His lips pressing against hers, as he suck on her sweet lips.
She struggled slightly, but didn't push Akira away.
After a long moment, Akira raised his head.
"Sorry, I'm a little hungry." He said as he lick the saliva off his lips.
"No… it's o-okay," Isshiki Iroha whispered, her face turning red, as she turned her face, not willing to looked at him.
"Anything is fine?" Akira looked at her, amused.
"Bad senpai!," Isshiki Iroha said, clenching her fists as she spoke.
"Okay, this is enough." Akira turned around and walked toward the cooking table.
"In the future… I'll give you more, senpai," Isshiki Iroha muttered softly under her breath.
Akira pretended not to hear and began picking out the ingredients.
Isshiki Iroha walked over beside him, choosing the ingredients she wanted to use as well.
"I'll help with the cooking too." After selecting the ingredients, Akira looked at Isshiki Iroha, her cheek were still red.
"I'm looking forward to senpai's cooking," Isshiki said with a small smile, not surprised at all at his offer.
In the quiet cooking classroom, the only sound that could be heard for a while was the sound of cooking.
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After about an hour, Akira had made fried pork cutlets, while Isshiki Iroha prepared vegetable tempura and a simple vegetable soup.
The portion wasn't much, but it was enough for two.
They sat together at the dining table.
Isshiki glanced at the sunset outside the window.
"It would be nice if I were at home," she murmured.
"Eat quickly, then I'll take you home," Akira said, looking at her as he picked up the chopsticks.
"If you take me home, can you spend a bit more time with me there? I have a game I want to play… and I want to play it with you." There was a hint of anticipation in Isshiki's tone.
"I hope it's a game I like," Akira said, starting to eat the vegetable tempura first.
Isshiki's face lit up with joy—She picked up a piece of the fried pork cutlet he made and took a bite.
"Delicious! Senpai's cooking skills are amazing!"
"My greatest strength isn't cooking," Akira replied calmly.
"What is it then?" she asked curiously.
"You'll know later."
"Could it be…~ What a Bad Senpai~, saying such things to a cute girl like me," Isshiki teased, even though her face was turning bright red.
"You seem to have misunderstood something. However, that misunderstanding… isn't entirely wrong," Akira replied with a faint smirk.
Dinner took a little more than ten minutes, and it took another ten to clear up the dishes.
By the time they left the cooking classroom, the students who had been in tutoring sessions were already leaving the school.
Akira held Isshiki's hand as they stood by the corridor window.
He took out his phone and called Yuigahama Yui, telling her he'd be back later.
"Then you should come back early. I won't be able to sleep if I'm alone at night," Yui said softly on the other end.
"Well, I know. You go to my room first. When I come back, the bed won't be cold anymore," Akira said, glancing at the sunset through the window.
After the short call ended, Akira waited there for a few more minutes before taking Isshiki's hand again and heading downstairs.
The two of them changed into their shoes, left the school building, and began walking toward the station.
"Aren't you worried about being seen by your classmates?" Akira asked after a few minutes of walking.
"Even if they saw, it doesn't matter. I have zero friends in class. Although some boys seem to have a crush on me, I deleted all their contacts after I fell in love with my senpai," Isshiki said with a bright smile.
"No one confessed to you?" Akira asked, curious.
"I rejected them all. What I want to hear most is your confession." Isshiki tightened her grip on Akira's arm, her tone soft and affectionate.
"Sorry, Kouhai. I won't confess," Akira said after a pause. "...With our current relationship, I don't think you'll leave me even if I don't."
"If you confess your feelings…" Isshiki began, then stopped midway.
She leaned close to Akira's ear and whispered the rest, her face bright red.
...
They took the train together and arrived at Isshiki Iroha's residence.
After entering, Isshiki asked Akira to wait for her on the sofa.
Akira sat quietly, waiting.
A few minutes later, a small voice came from behind the door.
"Senpai, you can come in now," Isshiki said softly.
Akira stood up and looked at her hiding slightly behind the door.
Isshiki slowly opened it, her face slightly red as she turned her head away, too embarrassed to meet his eyes.
She was wearing a blue swimsuit — the kind often seen in anime.
"Did the school distribute swimsuits?" Akira asked, genuinely curious.
"I… I thought senpai would like this, so I bought one like it," Isshiki murmured, her voice trembling slightly.
"I see. I really like it," Akira replied with a calm smile, walking into the room.
Isshiki's room was neat, filled with a gentle fragrance and girlish charm.
After glancing around for a moment, Akira noticed a game console sitting on the computer desk.
"Senpai, let's play games together," Isshiki said, turning on the console,her ears bright red.
"I've only played the simplest games," Akira admitted, picking up a controller.
"Senpai doesn't like games?" Isshiki asked, surprised.
"Not really, but I have a gaming company," Akira said casually.
'I do like games but I didn't try games from this world'
"Then… can I go to senpai's company and be a beta tester for the games?" Isshiki blinked up at him expectantly.
"Sure — as long as you play every game with me, wearing a swimsuit, like today" Akira said, sitting at the low table.
Isshiki glanced around nervously, then approached him.
Seeing this, Akira gave her a bit of space.
She sat down right in front of him. When —Akira reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"Senpai, you must focus on the game," Isshiki reminded, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Come on then, teach me how to play this game" Akira said, holding the controller in one hand while his other arm rested around her slender waist.
Isshiki's face flushed crimson, but she still focused on teaching him how to play.
Akira learned quickly but didn't say anything, as he look at Iroha's bright face as she taught him how to play.
When the game began, he released her waist and concentrated on playing.
It was a racing game.
Isshiki demonstrated first, even showing him how to drift — though her attempts failed a few times.
When it was Akira's turn, he controlled the car with precision, executing flawless drifts.
"Senpai, you're amazing! Teach me!," Isshiki exclaimed, leaning closer into his arms.
"Do you want to learn drifting, or do you want to learn something else?" Akira said, glancing at her meaningfully.
"I'll learn whatever my senpai teaches me~," Isshiki replied softly, teasingly, but her pounding heart told another story.
"Then I'll teach you…" Akira whispered something in her ear.
...
When night fell, the two stood in front of Isshiki Iroha's house.
"Senpai, do we have to go back?" Isshiki asked, her face full of reluctance.
"Kouhai, you learn too fast. As your senpai, I'm afraid I'll be defeated by you someday," Akira said, patting her head.
"I… I don't mind," Isshiki replied shyly, turning her head away.
"I mind," Akira said firmly. "In my heart, Yukinoshita and Yui come first." 'Haruno is also there, Yumiko, Saki and Hina...I also like them..' He added, again realising how terrible it might sound.
"What about me?"
"Second place," Akira answered without hesitation. He can't really lie.... Not without reason.
Isshiki looked up at him with a mix of resentment and helplessness.
Akira opened his arms, and she stepped forward into his embrace.
"I also want to be number one — even if it's just alongside Yukinoshita-senpai and Yui-senpai," Isshiki said quietly.
"Then please do your best. You're already number one in my heart, but my standards are very high — and you haven't reached them yet," Akira replied teasingly.
"Senpai, can't you just lie to me? I'd be happy if you did, even just once."
"I prefer telling the truth. When you really become number one, I'll tell you."
"Okay…Mr. Honest senpai."
"Good night, Kouhai."
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