The moment Shuichi Chiba took the white lunchbox from Tsuki Akiyama’s hands, he suddenly hesitated.

  Giveent of this perverted club president's tendencies, she wouldn’t have put any strange drugs in the lunchbox, would she?

  “Never mind, let’s not ge it; I’ll just use this one.”

  Shuichi Chiba’s sudden reversal immediately put Tsuki Akiyama on high alert.

  She leaned in and whispered, “What do you mean? If you have any issues, e at me; I ha. Just don’t go after my sister!”

  Shuichi Chiba rolled his eyes, making it seem like he had really done something threatening. He thought he should have just spped that perverted, excited expression off her face.

  “I already said I’m not ied in little egg tarts; I’m just afraid there might be something in your lunchbox that shouldn’t be there!”

  “What could possibly be in there?” Tsuki Akiyama didn’t react immediately.

  “What do you think?” Shuichi Chiba looked at her with a perverted gaze.

  Uhat kind of look, Tsuki Akiyama immediately reacted, and various possibilities fshed through her mind.

  Her expression gradually flushed red, and her eyes became increasingly fervent.

  Seeing that this girl was about to enter a sed awakening, Shuichi Chiba quickly interrupted her.

  “Stop! Don’t think about anything too weird! I’m just worried that you put strange drugs in the lunchbox.”

  “Is that all?” Tsuki Akiyama pouted, seemingly feeling it wasn’t stimuting enough.

  Shuichi Chiba’s face darkened instantly. “What oh have you been watg? Is your brain filled with junk?”

  Tsuki Akiyama shot him a sidelong gnd pulled out her cold student cil president face. “I knew I wasn’t wrong about you. Chiba-kun actually guess what I’m thinking and still cims he’s not a pervert?”

  “Well, at least you have some self-awareness. Just eat your lunch!” Shuichi Chiba pushed her away irritably.

  But Tsuki Akiyama immediately leaned in again, biting her lower lip, looking at him with a face full of expectation.

  Shuichi Chiba looked at her warily. “If you dare to do something weird to your lunchbox i, don’t e looking for me anymore.”

  “That’s not it.” Tsuki Akiyama denied his suspi, still looking at him expetly.

  “I’m saying, you don’t wao put strange drugs in your lunchbox, do you?” Shuichi Chiba asked suspiciously.

  “W-Well, that’s irely out of the question…”

  Tsuki Akiyama had a tsundere demeanor; although she had just cimed otherwise, this kind of thing was still quite stimuting for her. After all, despite her peculiar attributes, she was only just beginning to experiment.

  “Don’t! That’s definitely not okay; that’s a crime! I feel like you really want to seo jail.”

  Shuichi Chiba decisively squashed her thoughts. “Plus, that would be a huge disrespect to the delicious food that Mrs. Akiyama worked so hard to make.”

  “Oh…” Tsuki Akiyama thought about it and agreed. It was indeed food made by her mother with great effort, so it would be a bit excessive to use it for something weird.

  However, turning the thought over in her mind, she felt something was off. sidering what was hidden in that iron box at home, it ossible that her parents had done even wilder things when they were younger.

  “Aren’t you two going to eat? What are you talking about?”

  In the meantime, An Akiyama had already eaten half of her lunchbox and hadn’t noticed her sister’s unusual behavior at all.

  “We were talking about the sports festival. Monday is the seonday in October, and the student cil’s ret work is to prepare for the festival.”

  Tsuki Akiyama came back to her senses and casually found an excuse. She knew all too well how easy it was to fool her silly little sister.

  “Right! Then I o go to the meeting after school today, right?” An Akiyama suddenly realized that as the css representative, she had to participate in the preparation work.

  “Yeah, you definitely have to e.” Tsuki Akiyama said this and suddenly remembered that this meant she wouldn’t have time to buy the maid outfit…

  She felt a bit of a headache. If worse came to worst, she’d have to shop online. Although it would be a bit slower and she couldn’t try it on, just filling in the delivery address with Shuichi Chiba’s should be fine.

  But what a pity. Avoiding acquaintances aly buying the maid outfit acc to orders was also part of the py. Skipping that step made it feel like something was missing…

  “Ah, I want to eat that! I have one?”

  While Tsuki Akiyama was lost in thought, her sister had unsciously moved close to Shuichi Chiba, gazing longingly in his lunchbox.

  “I don’t mind, but your sister might not be happy about it.” Shuichi Chiba thought An Akiyama’s cute, silly eating face was quite adorable.

  He felt a bit like wanting to take care of her.

  “Elder sister~” An Akiyama looked at Tsuki Akiyama pitifully, drooling almost sparkling at the ers of her mouth.

  Tsuki Akiyama sighed deeply. This silly little sister of hers seemed to be afraid that she would escape the poisonous hands, huh? Why was she so g in vigince?

  Even if Shuichi Chiba wasn't a dangerous guy and was just an ordinary male cssmate, there was no reason to casually take food from someone else's lunchbht?

  “Eat, eat, eat…” Tsuki Akiyama gred at her disapprovingly, “All you do is eat.”

  However, by the time she fihe first half of her sentence, An Akiyama had already stretched her chopsticks into Shuichi Chiba's lunchbox, thinking she had received permission.

  With impressive dexterity, she snatched the long-desired target and quickly stuffed it into her mouth, revealing an expression of sheer bliss.

  “……” Tsuki Akiyama covered her face, uo waty longer. It was strahat this silly sister of hers hadn’t been deceived.

  With ohere would be another. After that, Tsuki Akiyama couldn't trol it anymore, and the meal became quite lively. Shuichi Chiba was very satisfied.

  The deliciousness of the enhanced cooking had already surpassed his perception of food. If this tinued, he feared he wouldn't be able to swallow food from anywhere else.

  The lunch break was only forty-five minutes long. After finishing the meal, there wasn’t much time left. After muddling through the two afternoon csses, Shuichi Chiba felt as though he was finally free.

  The Akiyama sisters were busy with the student cil, while he hurried off to the shopping street, where Fumika Ogaaiting for him.

  …

  pared to the struggles of the m rush, returning at this time was evidently much faster. Before four o'clock, he was back at his own shopping street.

  Stepping into the ma office, he saw that familiar figure sitting in a chair, ily staring at her phone, occasionally fidgeting with her legs as if she couldn't wait any longer.

  Shuichi Chiba found it a little easier to overlook Fumika's nervousness before, but seeing it again now made it hard not to associate it with his past experiences.

  That pair of plump thighs was truly a gift, indescribably delightful in fvor.

  Unfortunately, Fumika Ogawa always felt that her thighs were unattractive and refused to take off her stogs for him to enjoy directly.

  It was as if her thighs were the most shameful part of her entire body.

  Fumika Ogawa g her phone again, then looked up toward the door. She had beeing this a for quite some time.

  Since Shuichi Chiba said he would return by four, she had been ting down the minutes, and now, seeing him finally back, her eyes were filled with visible joy.

  “Chiba-kun!”

  Shuichi Chiba smiled as he walked over, casually tossing his backpack to the ground before tightly embrag her, as if he wao press her into his chest.

  “It’s Fumika-san’s st; I smell it again at st.”

  Shuichi Chiba greedily ihe st from her neck, and his hands began to roam down from her waist…