Horikita Suzune was startled by Amane.
She quickly placed her hand under Amane's nose.
There was still breathing.
It seemed she was asleep.
This ability to fall asleep so quickly was truly alarming.
Phew.
Horikita confirmed that Amane hadn't passed out on her bed.
Only then did she pat her chest.
Ever since meeting Amane,
The day had been a bit... too exciting.
It felt much more exciting than her entire three years of junior high school.
Horikita Suzune no longer felt like reading.
She could only casually scroll through her phone.
Then she saw a message Amane had sent her.
How strange.
She hadn't added Amane as a friend at all.
How did she send her messages?
Horikita first glanced at the chat content.
"Horikita-san, would you like to have dinner together tonight? Myeh?"
"I made thick rolled omelets ~ and chicken wings."
"Sorry, I got greedy and ate the chicken wings just now, but there are still thick rolled omelets."
"Come quickly, quickly, it's getting cold."
"Come on, come on."
"Horikita-san, you haven't fallen asleep, have you?"
...Seeing the chat history, Horikita exclaimed that she had been tricked.
What 'Horikita-san's snoring' could she hear from next door?
It was clearly a guess that she was asleep based on unread messages.
But it's also possible that he didn't see them.
Or she could have been busy with something else, how could she be sure he was asleep?
Horikita suddenly remembered something.
She quickly opened her camera.
And switched to selfie mode.
Sure enough.
Horikita's hair was a mess.
She looked exactly like someone who had just woken up from sleep.
Hmph.
Amane-san.
I'll remember this.
Horikita looked at the sleeping Amane.
She had originally planned to play a trick on her.
But instead, she ruffled her hair.
The texture was surprisingly nice.
It was comparable to her cat at home.
And just as she ruffled it.
Amane actually rolled over and hugged Horikita around the waist!
— — — !
Horikita felt the temperature on her face steadily rising.
"A-Amane-san..."
She really wanted to wake Amane up.
But looking at Amane's sleeping face, like a small animal.
She could only let out a heavy sigh.
Then she turned off the light.
The next day.
Amane groggily opened her eyes.
She realized she seemed to be hugging something.
She didn't seem to have brought her pillow from home.
Amane rubbed her eyes with one hand.
Horikita was looking at her expressionlessly.
"You're finally awake. Do you know that last night..."
"Horikita-san, why are you in my bed!!!"
A scream.
It startled Horikita Suzune, making her mind go blank for a moment.
"Eh, why am I in your bed...?"
Horikita Suzune felt something was wrong.
Amane hugged her pillow and huddled in the corner, trembling.
"Amane-san, wait, let me explain."
"Wuwuwu."
"I didn't mean any harm, I don't know how I just..."
"Wuwuwu."
"Wait, that's not right. This is my dorm, you're sleeping in my bed."
"Wu... Huh? Is that so?"
Amane seemed to finally receive a delayed memory load.
"Amane-san."
"Horikita... Hehehe, Suzune, I was just a bit groggy from sleep... Please forgive me, okay? Please~"
"Your cuteness won't work."
Horikita skillfully and gently pinched Amane's ear.
And threw her off the bed.
"Go quickly to the dorm supervisor and borrow a key to open the door."
"Oh, oh, but do I go in these clothes?"
If Amane went down in her pajamas.
With her appearance, she might be carried back to a dorm by boys.
"Wear my school uniform first."
"Is that really okay?"
"Is there any other way?"
"Then I won't be polite. Suzune, your school uniform seems a bit tight."
Stare — — —.
"Ahem, then I'll go get the key now."
Seeing the annoying person finally disappear.
Horikita could finally enjoy a moment of peace.
"Suzune..."
Which tastes better, clear stew or braised?
After Amane got the key and opened the door.
Horikita Suzune finally truly calmed down.
After washing up and putting on her own school uniform.
Why does her chest feel a bit loose...? She glanced at the time, already a bit anxious, Horikita opened the door and saw Amane smiling and waving at her.
"Good morning, Suzune."
"Morning."
"Did you sleep well last night? *cough*, pretend I didn't ask."
The two hurried along.
They barely made it into the classroom before the bell rang for class.
Because it was the first day of class.
The teachers didn't cover too much material.
They simply explained some future teaching policies and then ended the morning lesson.
By noon, Horikita went to the supermarket and bought a sandwich, planning to eat it to stave off hunger.
But when she returned.
She saw Amane surrounded by layers of people.
Did something else happen again?
Well.
It had nothing to do with her anyway.
Then Horikita squeezed in.
She ended up seeing everyone gathered around her bento.
A long row of tricolor dango, as well as octopus sausages and tamagoyaki.
There was even miso soup.
It looked like leftovers from last night.
But the tricolor dango... could she have been preparing today's bento since yesterday afternoon?
"Miyako-san is amazing, did you really make the tricolor dango yourself?"
Wang Meiyu looked at the tricolor dango in the bento box with a surprised expression.
"Want to try some?"
"Then I won't be shy."
Wang Meiyu used a small toothpick placed nearby to pick one up.
She put it in her mouth and chewed.
She was eating a milk-flavored tricolor dango.
The sweet taste of milk and the hazelnut filling inside created a taste sensation that made her show a happy expression.
"It tastes exactly like the ones sold outside!"
Everyone heard Wang Meiyu's assessment.
They all started scrambling for food.
"Miyako-san, I want one too."
"Me too, me too."
"So delicious..."
...Horikita felt like she had worried for nothing.
She returned to her seat and started eating her sandwich.
"Your sandwich looks delicious."
Ayanokoji, who was nearby, spoke up.
"Are you insulting me? Amane-san is handing out tricolor dango up front, you can go get some if you want."
Horikita finished speaking and continued to eat her sandwich with her head down.
Ayanokoji looked at the girls who were circled around and around.
He scratched his head helplessly.
In this situation.
He felt too embarrassed to go in and ask for food.
Karuizawa looked at the matcha-flavored tricolor dango in her hand with some hesitation.
But she still took a bite.
The taste was indeed good.
Miyako-san is very good-looking and also excellent at cooking.
She'll probably become a core figure among the Class D girls very soon, right?
Karuizawa chewed harder.
When the crowd dispersed, Amane's bento box was completely empty.
At this moment, she saw Horikita eating a sandwich alone.
Amane proactively pulled a chair over.
"Your bento was all eaten by others, wasn't it? I'm not sharing my sandwich with you, you know."
Horikita broke off a large portion from the unbitten side of her less than half-eaten sandwich and handed it to Amane.
"If you don't mind…"
"I knew Suzune-san was a good person."
"…"
Was this a case of biting the hand that feeds her?
Then Horikita watched as Amane, like magic, pulled out a small white dumpling and a takoyaki.
She then opened her thermos and used the lid as a bowl to pour Horikita a lid-full of… miso soup!