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Nijino Says She's Quitting as a 

Magical Girl 


Part 1 


As the culture festival gets closer, clubs and societies started 
getting more lively. This of course included the cosplay 
society. In their case, as they believed in rules and manner, 
there were few chances for them to cosplay at school. And 
because of that they were even more passionate about the 
festival. On top of that, the cosclub's president recently 
passed on the torch. The former vice president was getting 
really enthusiastic to carry out her first big event. 

“I'd like to renew Yurika-chan's outfit... it's been used for 
quite a while now” 

"President, even if you say that—” 

"Hey, you're the president now” 

”R-Right. Anyways, senpai. In Nijino-san's case, her feelings 
for magical girls are extremely strong. So we can't just 
haphazardly change her outfit” 

"You're right... I'd like to learn from those feelings of hers, but 
they're a problem at times like these” 

The cosplay society's program for the culture festival will be 
an exhibition of photographs and actual cosplay. In regards to 
the exhibition, it also served as a report of their activities so 
it wouldn't just include pictures of cosplay, but of their 



preparations as well. Moreover, the cosplaying isn't just for 
the sake of cosplaying, but to walk around the school grounds 
in an outfit, participating in events and hopefully getting 
more members. Because of the few chances the cosclub had 
to appeal within school grounds, they put extra energy into 
the culture festival. 

Because of that, wearing the same cosplay as on the 
exhibition would lower the impact. If they were seen wearing 
the same outfits, people would assume that they weren't 
very active. Because of that, new outfits were required, but in 
this scenario, Yurika was the biggest problem. Her feelings for 
magical girls was strong and she rarely wore other outfits. 
Whenever there was something, she would almost always 
dress up as a magical girl. Calling her devoted sounded nice, 
but she could also be interpreted as a one-trick pony. 

“That's right, senpai. How about we give her outfit an 
upgrade then? Even if Nijino-san uses that outfit, if we 
change that, then there's no problems are there?” 

"I see, that's something we could do! As expected from the 
new president I chose, you're brilliant!” 

”... It doesn't feel like you're praising me for some reason...” 

"That's not true! I am praising you! Now let's get to work on a 
design! Gather pictures of Yurika” 

”1 already have them here.” 

“It's because of this part of you that I pushed for you to 
become the new president” 

"It only turned out this way because you never did anything, 
senpai” 



“Things are going to get busy!" 


"... She's not even listening..." 

The former and new presidents worked together on a new 
design on Yurika's outfit. The teamwork they cultivated last 
year was still present and their work was progressing 
smoothly. Seeing those two, the rest of the girls in the 
cosclub began narrowing down the direction of their own 
cosplay. 

“What if we focus around magical girls and their enemies?" 

“That might be good. In the future Nijino-san will be the 
center with her passion for cosplay, right?" 

"Alright, then I'll be an evil leader" 

"Ah, unfair! You're always taking the good parts!" 

“Hehehe, the early bird gets the worm!" 

The motif for this year's culture festival's cosplay was starting 
to settle on magical girls. Leaving their real leader aside, this 
was a long-term strategy to let Yurika, who you could call 
their ideological leader, devote herself to cosplay. The 
cosclub members had accepted Yurika. 

However, immediately after this, an emergency that would 
wipe away the excitement from the cosclub occurred. 

The report was brought in by one of the members that joined 
in spring this year. She was an energetic girl that would even 
get confused with boys, but her expression at this time was a 
lot less lively than usual. She burst into the cosclub's 
clubroom with an expression as if she had seen the depths of 
hell, and spoke in a voice filled with profound despair. 



"Nijino says she's quitting as a magical girl!” 

That alone was enough to send all of the cosclub into panic. 



Part 2 


The girl known as Nijino Yurika had taken a long time to 
become a complete magical girl. By obtaining love and 
courage, caring for bonds and friends, and doing good and 
correcting evil, she had become a true magical girl. By 
maturing to the point where she could suitably name herself 
as a magical girl, her surroundings underwent a rapid 
change. The residents of room 106 would now believe 
anything Yurika said while being serious, even if that was 
something completely wild. Magical girl, Rainbow Yurika, was 
someone worthy of belief. 

“Really!? Then let's go right now! Taiyaki! Taiyaki-!" 

“No" 

“Satomi-san, why are you being so mean!?" 

However, in terms of her normal life, Yurika's position hadn't 
improved at all. Her slack-off personality was still the same. 
As of late she had gotten confident and was improving, but 
from time to time her bad habit would come out. And like 
before, she was still careless. As a result, Koutarou and the 
others had little trust for her, outside of emergencies. 

“You still haven't finished your career report, have you?" 

“Ugh" 

“We'll get taiyaki after you've finished writing that" 

“But this is a reward for getting good grades on the last test, 
so can't we save that for later!?" 

“No can do. You need to value your own future more. Don't 



just look at all the fun stuff right before you” 


Yurika and Koutarou's studying was finally showing off 
progress as Yurika didn't get a single failing score on the tests 
the other day. Having scored almost nothing but failing marks 
in the past, this was remarkable progress for her. That's why 
Koutarou had decided to take Yurika out to buy some taiyaki 
as a reward. However, with her deadline near, Yurika still 
hadn't filled out her career report, so Koutarou wanted her to 
do that first. He didn't believe in Yurika's 'I'll do it later'. 
Because of that, Yurika had a sullen look on her face. 

"Sakuraba-senpai, say something to Satomi-san” 

So Yurika relied on Harumi, who was sitting next to her. The 
weather was good today, so the knitting society was holding 
their activities outside. The place that had been chosen was 
the bench that got the most sunshine in the school. Koutarou 
and the others were lined up on the bench, knitting. Having 
been asked by Yurika, Harumi stopped her knitting and 
smiled at Koutarou. 

"Satomi-kun, you're trying to make Yurika-san's future turn 
out the way you want it” 

"That's right. This is tyranny” 

Yurika latched on to Harumi's words and puffed up her cheeks 
in dissatisfaction. 

"You'll definitely end up living a worthless life if I leave you 
be” 

"That's why I'm envious of Yurika-san” 

However, Harumi's words differed from what Yurika had 
wanted half ways through. Yurika wanted her to criticize 



Koutarou with him, but Harumi's conclusion landed 
elsewhere. 


“You don't have to be envious!! He bullies you with taiyaki as 
bait you know!?" 

Yurika tried her best to appeal to Harumi to get her to change 
opinion. Without Harumi's support, her taiyaki was fading 
away. 

“Fufu, Yurika-san, Satomi-kun is interested in taking 
responsibility for your future. That's why he's so harsh on 
you" 

Harumi showed a gentle smile. The truth was that Harumi 
wasn't on any side. That's why she easily exposed Koutarou's 
real intentions. This surprised both Yurika and Koutarou. 

“Eh...” 

“S-Sakuraba-senpai!?” 

There was no doubt that Yurika would lead a poor life if left 
alone. Not wanting that, Koutarou was constantly butting in 
on her future. And since he was butting in, some degree of 
resolve was required. As a result, one could say that Koutarou 
was resolved to take responsibility for Yurika's life. Rather 
than let letting Yurika's life fall to pieces, he would rather 
keep her close to keep an eye on her. 

“I had to join a band of knights to get Satomi-kun to think 
that way of me. But Yurika-san doesn't have to. You should 
take some time to think about that” 

“Satomi-san is...” 

Seeing Harumi smiling, Yurika glanced at Koutarou from the 
corner of her eye. What she saw was a Koutarou flinching at 



Harumi's word. When she saw his expression, her own 
gradually changed. 

Could it be that Satomi-san is really treasuring me right now... ? 

Her dissatisfaction and surprise softened, and was being 
replaced with something more pleading. Her cheeks that had 
been somewhat red turned even redder. She had realized 
that Koutarou's words weren't because he was trying to be 
mean. 

"U-Uhm, Satomi-san, I... t-that's right, I have to write my 
career report!” 

Yurika awkwardly pulled out a sheet of paper from her bag. 
This paper was her career report, where she wrote what she 
hoped to do after graduating high school. 

"Name! I have to write my name first! A-And then...” 

With blood rushing to her head, Yurika was blanking out, 
holding her pen the wrong way, forgetting to write her name 
and so on. 

"After graduating I want to, m-marry— I mean, go to a 
university. I want to go to Kitsushouharukaze University!" 

Yurika was desperately struggling to find answers to easy 
questions. She already had a clear plan for her life in her 
head, but she couldn't write that down directly. First she'd 
need to go to Kitsushouharukaze University. Yurika tried her 
hardest to remember how to write while she filled in the 
answers. 

"Satomi-kun, you have a lot of responsibility to take” 

Seeing Yurika like that, Harumi had a cheerful look as she 
spoke to Koutarou. 



Her eyes seemed to be asking him 'What will you do now?'. 


"... Sakuraba-senpai, you really understand Yurika, don't 
you?” 

At times like these, nobody could stand up to Harumi. 
Koutarou raised a white flag and smiled wryly as he dropped 
his shoulders. Him treasuring Yurika was an unmistakable 
fact. 

"I'm a girl too you know? Besides, my hopes for the future are 
the same as Yurika's so I know” 

Next year, Harumi would graduate and attend 
Kitsushouharukaze University a year earlier than Koutarou 
and the others. However the future Harumi was talking about 
wasn't in regards to this. This was about something much 
later on. 

”1... might not be able to choose the kind of future you wish 
for, Sakuraba-senpai” 

Koutarou realized that many girls had feelings for him, and he 
too treasured them. Koutarou couldn't pretend not to notice 
any more. But that was why he couldn't show any 
ingratitude. He had to make a correct choice that adhered to 
reason. That choice might hurt Harumi or the others. 

"You're too naive, Satomi-kun” 

However, Harumi didn't flinch in the slightest. She extended 
her slender finger and poked Koutarou's nose, and with eyes 
full of kindness and determination, she stared into Koutarou's 
eyes. 

"I— no, we, we will probably do the same regardless of what 
future you choose, Satomi-kun. Thinking that your choice 



alone can make us move the way you wish is far too 
conceited” 

Harumi had decided that she would stay by Koutarou's side 
regardless of what he chose to do. And the other girls surely 
thought the same way. Moreover, the girls' relationships 
weren't just centered around Koutarou. Firm bonds existed 
between the girls themselves. That was something that 
Koutarou's decision alone couldn't change. If Harumi were to 
say it, their future was already determined. 

”... I feel like my responsibilities are getting heavier by the 
minute” 

"Aha, that might be true. But... you won't be able to throw 
them away” 

"Geez, give me a break please, Sakuraba-senpai" 

”Fufu, then let's leave it at this for today” 

Koutarou had an embarrassed wry smile, while Harumi had a 
smile full of kindness and love. If someone were to glance at 
them and wonder who was correct, they wouldn't even need 
to take a second look. Koutarou was starting to feel the same 
way. However, accepting that right now was hard. That's why 
Harumi let Koutarou go. Him not being able to accept things 
now was yet another choice for the future. That's why Harum 
acted the same even here. 

During her conversation with Koutarou, a word came up that 
made Harumi remember a certain problem. It was an urgent 
problem that needed to be resolved immediately. So as she 
was already changing the topic, she decided to ask Koutarou 
about it. 

"That's right, Satomi-kun, speaking of the future, there is 



something we have to decide on” 


"Something we have to decide on?" 

"I'm talking about the next president of the knitting society" 

Currently, Harumi was the president of the knitting society, 
but she was already in her third year and would graduate 
soon. That's why she had to decide on the next president 
before graduation. Hearing that, Yurika who was filling in her 
paper looked up. 

"Satomi-san will be the next president, right?” 

As some time passed, Yurika had returned to her normal self. 
Apart from Harumi, only Koutarou and Yurika were part of the 
knitting society. In that case, Yurika believed that Koutarou 
would become the next president. She was confident that she 
was too unreliable. 

"I think so at least" 

"Hmm..." 

Yurika and Harumi agreed that Koutarou should be the next 
president. However, Koutarou himself didn't seem to be into 
it as he folded his arms and started thinking. 

"You don't want to do it?” 

That was how Harumi interpreted Koutarou's reaction. It 
wasn't that strange for him to feel that way, but since they 
had held their activities together for over a year and a half 
Harumi felt a little sad as well. But that wasn't the reason for 
Koutarou's reaction and he quickly shook his head. 

"That's not what I meant... Sakuraba-senpai, being honest, do 
you think anyone would join the knitting society with me as 



the president?" 


"Eh? I would gladly join..." 

Harumi slightly tilted her head with a confused look on her 
face. In her mind, there was no reason why anyone wouldn't 
join with Koutarou as the president. 

"That's because you know me personally, right?” 

"The new students don't know Satomi-san, right?” 

"That's why I'm sure they'll think this is some suspicious 
society and will avoid joining” 

Koutarou's worries were about his gender and appearance. 
Compared to the gentleness that the name of knitting society 
carried, Koutarou was tall and well built, quite different from 
one would imagine from a member of the society. That's why 
Koutarou believed that new students wouldn't join with him 
as the president. 

"... I'm reluctant to admit that as a girl” 

Harumi loved Koutarou, so she didn't want to admit that new 
students might be afraid of Koutarou. But then again, the 
chances of that were high. Koutarou's intentions aside, his 
appearance would invite misunderstanding. 

"Satomi-san's always got a scary face, and he's always mean 
and quick to hit people, so new students would definitely be 
scared” 

But that didn't seem to be the case with Yurika, as she 
pointed out the faults with Koutarou whilst nodding. Since 
there were so few occasions where Yurika had a leg up on 
Koutarou, she wanted to stay on top while she could. 



Thud. 


“That's because it's you" 

“See, he'll get mean! And hit you!" 

“I wouldn't do that to any new students" 

“l~ do~n't be~lieve you-" 

Thud. 

“I-I'm shorry, I said too much" 

“Very good" 

However, Yurika only maintained the upper hand for a few 
seconds. Koutarou quickly wrestled back the control and 
returned to the original topic. 

“Anyways, I think the next president shouldn't be me" 

“But if it's not Satomi-kun, the next president would be—" 

“So it would... Yurika, we're counting on you" 

“Huh?" 

Convinced that Koutarou would become the new president, 
Yurika was unable to follow the flow of the discussion and her 
eyes shot wide open as she was asked. She had no idea what 
was being asked of her. 

“Eh, eh... Eeeeeehhhh!? M-Meeee!?" 

“Why don't you realize that..." 

Apart from Harumi, only Koutarou and Yurika were part of the 
knitting society. The next president would of course be one of 



them, and if Koutarou can't, then that only leaves Yurika. 


“I-I-I can't! I can't do it! I definitely can't be the next 
president!!" 

Having finally understood the situation, Yurika desperately 
shook her head. Her twintails swung about with her head. 

She had never even imagined herself as the president, and 
she had no confidence that she'd be fit for the job. That was 
when Koutarou put his hand on Yurika's shoulder. His big arm 
firmly supported her body. 

“Don't worry, it's only on paper" 

"Eh? On paper?" 

“I'll do all of the actual work. In exchange, you'll have to be 
the president during club introductions and speeches. That 
way the impressions of the society should work out better" 

However, Koutarou wasn't planning on pushing all of the 
responsibility on Yurika. Emergencies aside, he knew that 
Yurika wasn't suited as a leader during peaceful times. That's 
why he'd take care of most things, while Yurika would act as 
the president during events. Koutarou's plan was to soften 
the impression of the society by having them work together. 

“l-lf that's all then..." 

“That said, at least work on your knitting a little. You will be 
the president after all" 

“I'll do my best" 

Including the recruitment of new students, Yurika felt like 
she'd be able to do it if it was just at events. Moreover, 
Koutarou was saying he'd back her up, so she felt some relief 
as well. Besides, if they didn't secure any new members next 



year, the society would end with them. Yurika knew that 
they'd have to use any means possible. 


“But still, becoming the president and participating in school 
events..." 

Yurika heartily muttered. 

“What?" 

Koutarou glanced at Yurika and saw her smiling. 

“I was just thinking that in that case I won't have to dress up 
as a magical girl" 

Until now, Yurika had always participated in school events as 
a member of the cosclub. But if she were to participate as the 
knitting society president she wouldn't be able to help the 
cosclub. Then again, there weren't many events that required 
Yurika as the president, and the cosclub was mostly active in 
events outside of the school, so the actual change was small. 

She won't dress up as a magical girl!? Are you serious, Nijino!? 

That was when the new cosclub member overheard Yurika. 

She just happened to be passing behind the bench Yurika and 
the others were sitting. Seeing as they seemed to be having 
fun, she was showing some consideration and refrained from 
calling out to Yurika. 

However, just as she was about to leave, she heard Yurika 
say something she couldn't ignore. Having just heard the final 
part of what they were talking about, she misunderstood, and 
assumed that Yurika would stop cosplaying, and she rushed 
back to the cosclub club room. 



Part 3 


Having heard that Yurika was going to stop being a magical 
girl from their new member, the cosclub was shocked, but 
their first reaction was to deny it. 

“That can't be! It's a joke right!?" 

Everyone in the cosclub knew how much passion Yurika had 
for magical girls. That's why Yurika stood out even in the 
cosclub. They were sure that Yurika would devote her life to 
magical girl cosplay. That's why the president denied it, and 
the entire society agreed. 

“It's not! I heard it with my own ears!" 

Even the new member who had brought in the report 
doubted her own ears. 

“If that's true, then why!?" 

“I don't know! Maybe she got a boyfriend!?" 

In the 'ten reasons for retiring from cosplay' handed down 
from generation to generation in the cosclub, the most 
common reason was ending up in a relationship. 

When ending up in a relationship, the personal life was 
enhanced, lowering the value of cosplaying, and the amount 
of time that could be spent on cosplay reduced. Once that 
happened, the passion for cosplay would sharply drop in a 
vicious spiral. On the other hand, showing off cosplay to the 
boyfriend was common, but without any new outfits being 
made, creativity was lost. There were exceptions where the 
boyfriend was a cosplayer or a photographer, but most of the 



time getting a boyfriend meant the death of cosplaying. 


Because of this, the cosclub despised relationships, and when 
the new member said that she got a boyfriend, the 
temperature in the room seemingly dropped. 

“Now that you mention it, there was a famous lady-killer in 
Nijino-san's class" 

"You mean Mackenzie-senpai? ... That can't be, he's going out 
with someone right now" 

"You never know... all men are beasts" 

The cosclub girls began gossiping. The target of their gossip 
was Kenji, as his bad reputation with women had spread 
across the school. 

“Everyone please calm down!" 

Seeing her companions shaken up, the former president 
raised her voice. As she had supported the society for years, 
the others deeply trusted her, making them stop their gossip 
and turn towards her. 

“Even if Yurika-chan's words are the truth, we still don't know 
the reason! Before we panic we have to confirm that!" 

Even if what Yurika said was the truth, the reason was 
unclear. If she really was in a relationship that would be a big 
problem, but it might also be due to family circumstances. 
Rather than running wild with rumors, confirming the truth 
came first. Everyone agreed with this, and as a result, the 
cosclub girls calmed down. 

“But senpai, how are we supposed to confirm it?" 

The new president continued on. This was also one of the 



pieces of wisdom passed down within the cosclub, but 
directly asking if someone was in a relationship never gave 
an answer. In most cases, it was covered up. 

"Fufufu, we are cosplayers. So we only need to investigate 
Yurika-chan's personal life the way cosplayers do!” 

The girls belonged to the cosplay society. Taking full 
advantage of their abilities, disguising themselves was easy. 
So it wouldn't be that hard for them to secretly look up 
Yurika's personal life. 

Police, nurse, store clerk, waitress and more. The cosclub's 
cosplay repertoire included many outfits for normal jobs as 
well, and many of them were kept in the club room. The girls 
picked out their outfits and began pursuing Yurika. They 
would get closer to the truth by peeking at her personal life 
rather than cross-examining her in person. Since this might 
be a betrayal by their ideological leader, the girls' morale was 
high. 



Part 4 


“Hey, Satomi-san, a bunch of beautiful flowers are blooming" 
“So it's already Autumn huh..." 

“I wonder if you can eat them" 

“Don't just think about eating!! Is that the only thing that's 
ever on your mind!?" 

“But, I never know when I'll return to a poor life" 

“You won't be poor any more" 

"... Uhm, uhm, i-is that because... you will always support 
me?" 

// tt 

“U-Uhm... uhm... ehehehe" 

"... Stop asking stupid questions and let's go" 

“Fortaiyaki right? Ehe, ehehehe” 

“What part of Sakuraba-senpai's body is so weak anyways?" 

“Rather than a specific part, it's all of it. There's no reserve 
strength for overworking her body." 

"... So that's why she collapses if she's running around..." 

“But there's no need to worry anymore" 




“Eh?” 

“You're always with her so I don't have to worry” 
“Satomi-san...” 

“Am I wrong? You're best friends right?” 

”... N-No, you're not wrong! Nijino Yurika will do her best!” 
“Very good” 

“Hey, Satomi-san” 

“Hm?” 

“You're somehow very gentle right now” 

“This isn't the kind of topic you can make fun of after all” 

“Then, can I hold your hand until Sakuraba-senpai is done 
with her examination?” 

”... Do what you want” 

“Okay!” 

“Sakuraba-senpai, it's taiyaki! Taiyaki! La la la-J’” 

“Yurika-san is in high spirits. Did something happen?” 
“Nothing in particular” 

“It doesn't look like that though” 

"Yurika was worried about your health, so I told her that 
there's no need to worry because since she's always with you 



as your best friend. And she's been like that ever since” 

"Then say something happened, geez... fufufu” 

”... I don't understand the woman's heart” 

"Yurika-san loves you because you do what you have to even 
though you don't understand. If you were someone that 
calculated his every move, she wouldn't fall in love with you” 

"Sakuraba-senpai...” 

"Of course, that goes for me too" 

// ;; 

"Come on, Satomi-san! Sakuraba-senpai! Hurry! The signal is 
going to change" 

"Look, Satomi-kun, you're being called for" 

"... Yes" 

"If we don't hurry the taiyaki will get cold!" 

"It won't get cold before we even buy them!" 

"Fufufu..." 

"Then I'm off to buy them" 

"Okay, Satomi-kun" 

"Please come back before they get cold okay?" 

"They won't get cold right after buying them!" 



"You never know, Satomi-san, you always bully me whenever 
you can” 

"You idiot!" 

Thud. 











"Owl? See!! 


"You brought it on yourself. Well, I'm really going now” 

”... Geez... he always turns to violence right away...” 

"Fufu” 

"It's not something to laugh about” 

"But, you love him right?” 

”... Uhh... Yes..." 

"What part of Satomi-kun do you love, Yurika-san?” 

”... Uhm... Satomi-san knows about all of my bad sides, but 
he still needs me... he doesn't really put it into words 
though..." 

"Satomi-kun is a boy so I'm sure it's hard for him to say it. 
Besides... don't you think it's value will drop if he puts it into 
words?” 

"Yes... I think so too” 

"Ah, Satomi-san, isn't your taiyaki bigger!? Please trade with 
me!!" 

"Of course it's not bigger!! It's been made using the same 
mold!!" 

"Look, it's much thicker!" 

"That's because you sucked out the red bean paste in yours!” 



"I'll know if I can try yours too. Mmmm~” 

“Don't suck on it!!" 

Thud. 

“Haah... see, yours really is bigger" 

“Of course. I'm not going to let you suck all of the bean paste 
out” 

"... Hmm... *munch*!" 

“Ah!? Sakuraba-senpai!?" 

"*munch* *munch*... Satomi-kun, this place's taiyaki really 
are delicious" 

"... Ah... the tail is gone..." 

"Satomi-san, I've changed my mind, I'll eat my own" 

"I bet you have!!" 



Part 5 


However, the cosclub girls' morale was only high at the start. 
As they observed Yurika's life, their desire to pursue the truth 
rapidly decreased, and frustration took its place. 

Yurika was blessed with a best friend and boyfriend, and was 
living a happy everyday life. That was the ideal high school 
life that everyone idolized. 

"W-What is this!?” 

"This is betrayal, this is a major betrayal towards all 
cosplayers!!” 

”Nijino-san is becoming a degenerate! She sold her soul for 
love!” 

"No wonder she's going to stop cosplaying!! What more could 
she ask for!?” 

"God, please give Yurika-chan your divine punishment!!” 

Compared to Yurika, what were they doing? It was only 
obvious that the cosclub girls' would get even more irritated. 

”E-Everyone, calm down, it's still not for certain" 

The new president tried to calm down her companions. With 
her responsibilities as president, she had just barely been 
able to keep her cool. But her words alone were no longer 
enough to stop her companions. 

"Geez, I can't take it anymoreee!!” 

"Ah!? Senpai, you can't!!” 



"Uuuooooo!!” 

Contrary to the new president, the old president who had 
been freed from her responsibilities took the lead and began 
running towards Yurika. She was going to ask her up front. 

The other cosclub girls' followed, completely ignoring the new 
president. 

"Oooooooooohhh!!" 

"Kyaaaa, what!?” 

"Yurika!” 

Having suddenly been surrounded by a lot of girls, Koutarou 
instinctively moved Yurika behind his back. Yurika responded 
by crawling up closer towards Koutarou and clinging onto 
him. However that action only served to fan the flames of the 
girls' irritation. 

”E-Everyone!? What are you doing!?” 

While she had been able to calm down a little after 
identifying the girls from the cosclub, Yurika was still a little 
scared because of the strange atmosphere around them. 

"Yurika-chan, answer me honestly!” 

With her eyes bloodshot and her glasses glaring, the former 
president approached Yurika one step at a time. At the same 
time, the other girls gradually closed in, narrowing their 
encirclement. 

”1-1 don't mind... ?" 


Overwhelmed by the pressure, Yurika took a step backwards. 
But since she was still holding onto Koutarou, he ended up 
moving back with her. And that ended up rubbing the girls 



the wrong way even more. 


“Is it true that you're going to become the knitting society's 
president!?" 

“Y-Yes, I'm planning to" 

The former president's voice sounded like that of a demon 
out of hell. Yurika's experience told her that she shouldn't 
cross people like this, so she obediently answered the 
question and nodded her head. 

I see, so they came here because they were worried about that... 

Yurika was still scared, but Koutarou's tension lifted. The 
cosclub girls' weren't planning on doing anything to Yurika, in 
fact, it was the opposite. 

“Yurika, it's okay" 

"Satomi-san? ... Y-Yes" 

Yurika still didn't seem to understand, but when Koutarou 
gently held her hand, her nervosity vanished. If Koutarou said 
it was okay, then it was okay. Yurika trusted in his judgment. 

“So you're going to be holding club activities with just the two 
of you!?" 

"If we don't find any new members, yes” 

Thud. 

“What are you being so timid for" 

"Ow!? ... Do you not want to be alone with me, Satomi-san?” 
Having calmed down, the atmosphere around Koutarou and 



Yurika was returning to how it had been before the cosclub 
girls appeared. 

“At this rate, the society will have to shut down" 

“Aha, so it's not like you don't want to be alone with me 
then?" 

”L-Leave me be” 

"... Please be gentle. Ehehee” 

Thud. 

“I'm shorry, I went too far...” 

"As long as you understand" 

Seeing Yurika's and Koutarou's back and forth up close, the 
cosclub's girls burning fury was swiftly put out. 

“You really are such a handful...” 

"Satomi-san, could you wipe my runny nose as well as my 
tears?” 

“Geez... raise your head a little” 

“Oka~y” 

”... Aahh~..." 

Passing through surprise, perplexity and strong frustration, 
the cosclub girls' finally settled in on a certain emotion. 

”... How nice..." 

”... I wonder if someone like that can appear for me too..." 



”... No way, the competition is too fierce...” 

”... God is unfair...” 

That emotion was an overwhelming sense of defeat. More 
accurately, they gotten too fired up so they ended up burning 
out. 

Yurika and Koutarou were behaving too much like lovers that 
the cosclub believed they weren't even noticeable. If they 
were in Yurika's position, they believe they would be the 
same. 

”... Let's go home...” 


”... Aaa~h, we only lost out from coming here...” 

Being imprinted with a sense of defeat, the girls began to 
trudge home. However, Yurika probably wouldn't notice that. 
The girls knew that much. They couldn't imagine that Yurika 
living in such a happy environment would notice them 
leaving. 

"You're cute if you just stay proper so take more care of your 
appearance” 

"Eh!? Satomi-san, am I cute!?” 

"Uwa!? Well that's... huh, what's with the cosclub?" 

”1 won't get fooled by that! Tell me properly!” 

Tm not lying. Look” 


Crack. 



"Kyaaaaa!? Ow ow ow, it hurts!!” 


"Ah, sorry” 

"Don't give me sorry, geez!" 

"But it was true right?” 

"Well... it looks like it. It really hurts though" 

"Sakuraba-senpai. What happened to the cosclub? 

"Uhm... please leave them be for a while" 

Harumi simply smiled wryly without answering anything. 
Having stepped back and seen everything, Harumi could 
finally understand the cosclub's circumstances. However, she 
chose not to tell Koutarou and Yurika. Stopping the cosclub 
now would be like rubbing salt into their wounds. 

"Haa" 

"Okay” 

The two nodded obediently since Harumi said so. Instead, 
Koutarou and Yurika looked at each other in confusion. They 
didn't know why the girls from the cosplay society had just 
shown up all of a sudden and then left just as fast. 

"... But still..." 

Harumi turned to look towards the girls leaving. 

To normal people, our relationship looks like that of lovers... 

That was most likely not something limited to just Yurika. To 
those unrelated, the relationship between Koutarou and the 
others probably looked like that of lovers. Having confirmed 



that, Harumi felt sorry for the cosclub girls, but satisfied at 
the same time. 



Part 6 


The cosclub girls still hadn't recovered from the shock by the 
next day. The shock of being shown the ideal high school life 
was huge, and they couldn't even motivate themselves to 
make new costumes. 

"... I'm sure that's what you call youth..." 

"... Probably..." 

"... Besides, it's with Blue Knight-sama..." 

"... It's like she's being blessed..." 

"... It's something you can see in anime and manga from time 
to time, but seeing it with your own eyes sure is shocking..." 

"... And I though youth was just a 2D fantasy..." 

"... In the end, cosplaying is compensation for not being able 
to integrate that fiction..." 

"... Yeah, maybe. We've noticed a reality we didn't want to 
_ _ _ ;/ 

see... 

"... Well... of course you'd choose the 3D youth..." 

The cosclub girls were only wasting time, laying down on 
their desks, not doing any club activities. Having seen 
Yurika's happy everyday life, they became depressed as they 
undervalued their own daily lives. 

However, that was when something they hadn't expected 
happened. 



“Hello! Let's do our best today!" 


The Yurika in question opened the door and entered the club 
room. 

“Could it be!?" 

“Yurika-chan!?" 

The president and former president stood up in astonishment. 
They had been the only ones to stand up, but the other 
members were just as surprised as they were. 

“Huh? What's the matter everyone? You're acting strange" 

Sensing the strange atmosphere in the clubroom, Yurika 
blinked her eyes in confusion. Unlike before, she was now 
able to read the atmosphere a little. 

"... U-Uhm, Yurika-chan, why?" 

The former president spoke to Yurika as a representative of 
the others. 

“What do you mean why?" 

Yurika blinked again, still not understanding the situation. 

“Weren't you going to focus on the knitting society because 
you're becoming it's president?" 

Yurika understood why the cosclub girls were so surprised 
when she heard what the former president had to say. 

"... Ah!" 

Yurika realized that they thought that she would retire from 
the cosclub because she was becoming the knitting society 



president. She smiled and shook her head. 


"Uhm, I'm becoming the president, but Satomi-san will be the 
real president” 

"Satomi-san will?” 

This time, the cosclub girls blinked in confusion. Yurika looked 
at them and continued explaining with a smile. 

"He said that a male president wouldn't attract any new 
members, so I will be the president in certain events” 

Yurika finished explaining with a smile. She'd be troubled if 
she had to be the president alone, but she could kind of look 
forward to it with Koutarou by her side. Yurika had a dazzling 
smile. 

"S-So that's what it was..." 

Yurika's words sank deep into the minds of the cosclub girls. 
As they did, the girls realized their misunderstanding and 
cheered up. 

"Who was it that said that Nijino-san is quitting as a magical 
girl!” 

"Sorry, it was me..." 

"So you jumped to a conclusion again!? Keep it together, 
geez!!" 

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean any harm" 

To the cosclub girls, Yurika quitting her cosplaying was a huge 
problem. So when they understood that she wasn't quitting, 
they returned to their usual cheerful selves. 



Fu fu fu-J’ 


Satisfied with the girls reaction, Yurika approached a big 
cupboard in the corner of the room. The cupboard was filled 
with shared accessories and the members of the cosplay 
society were free to use them. 

“Oh? That's unusual, Yurika-chan" 

Seeing Yurika open the cupboard and peek in, the former 
president approached her with a smile. As far as she knew, 
up until now Yurika had been unconcerned with bits and bobs 
as she had been adamant on her magical girl style. So this 
was the first time that Yurika had shown interest in 
accessories. 



























"Ehehehe... I thought I should make myself a little cuter” 


Yurika had a slight blush as she looked through the 
accessories. She looked herself over in multiple mirrors as 
she started choosing things that suited her. 

"So you're finally going to come up with a new style, Yurika- 
chan!" 

Moved by Yurika's eagerness, the former president's eyes and 
glasses shone as she lined up next to Yurika. She wanted to 
help Yurika choose accessories. 

"l-lt's nothing big like that... it's just, Satomi-san said I was 
cute, so I wanted to make myself look a little cuter..." 

Yurika's face turned red as she spoke in a very embarrassed 
fashion. Yurika's character wasn't the only thing to have 
grown, but her feminine side had as well. Feelings like 
wanting to look cuter for both her and Koutarou's sake had 
begun to bloom. 


However, when Yurika said that, the atmosphere in the club 
room froze over. The girls had realized from Yurika's words, 
that while she wasn't going to stop cosplaying, she lived a far 
more wonderful daily life than they did. 

"Huh? What's the matter everyone? You're acting strange 
again" 

Yurika noticed the strange atmosphere once more, and 
blinked in confusion again. She didn't have an inkling of a 
clue that her words had been such a big shock to the girls. 



"Damnit!!" 


"So elites are always going to be elites huh!!” 

"In the end, the difference is still there!!” 

"This can't be, it can't beee!! God!!" 

The girls began shouting in a strangely excited manner. There 
were even some slamming their desks. It looked like they 
were taking out their anger on something, but Yurika didn't 
know why. Today was full of things she didn't get. 

"Yurika, what is it?” 

That was when Maki appeared in the club room. Maki had 
come because she was also a member of the cosplay society, 
but she seemed perplexed by the strange atmosphere. 

"Maki-chan... everyone's been acting strange. I don't really 
know why” 

"Hmm... well, isn't being energetic a good thing?” 

"Well that's true... that's right, Maki-chan, why don't you pick 
out accessories together with me?" 

"I'm not—" 

"I'm sure Satomi-san will call you cute" 

"— not interested. Let's hurry up and start" 

"Yes" 

Yurika and Maki got to picking out accessories together. A 
strong bond of friendship could be seen between them. As 
could their feelings of love for the same man. That too was 



yet another side of youth. That's why the cosclub girls 
shouted out. 


“"DamnitM So what about youth!! Damniiit!!"" 

The cosclub girls began preparing for the culture festival with 
a terrific momentum. That was because they had, through 
this affair with Yurika, understood that cosplay was all they 
had. 

“What's with them?" 

“I wonder..." 

The culture festival was less than a month away. But with this 
much zeal and cohesion, they would surely succeed. When it 
came to their club activities the cosclub was doing well. 



Ruth & Sanae in Wonderland 


Part 1 


It was on a clear afternoon in Autumn. Ruth had finished 
shopping and returned to room 106 to find Koutarou laying 
sprawled out sleeping in the middle of the room. It was 
Saturday and the school was closed. Koutarou had left for his 
part-time job in the morning and only returned just recently. 
After refreshing himself with a shower, he was showered in 
the Autumn sun and ended up taking an afternoon nap. 

“Fufu, oh Master...” 

Ruth put her shopping bag down on the kitchen and pulled 
out a blanket from the wardrobe to put it over Koutarou. As 
she did, Ruth had a calm and gentle expression. 

"Achoo” 

As she was putting the blanket over Koutarou, she 
accidentally touched his nose, causing Koutarou's nose to 
itch and making him sneeze. That wouldn't wake him up, but 
because of his movement the blanket on his chest was tossed 
off. 

"Geez... fufufu...” 

Ruth let out a giggle and sat down next to Koutarou, reaching 
out to fix the blanket. 

"Ah...” 



As she was fiddling with the blanket, trying to put it back, 
Ruth's hand brushed against Koutarou's chest, as if she was 
about to kiss him. Having noticed that, she blushed and 
stopped moving. 












Uhm, this... isn't on purpose... 


Ruth began making excuses in her head. It wasn't like she 
was trying to, but being as virtuous as she was, this was 
somewhat shameless. To her this was on a different level 
from walking around with arms linked. While it was 
embarrassing, she didn't really want to stop. She wanted to 
stay like this forever, and if possible, she'd like to get even 
closer, to the point where their lips almost touched. Ruth's 
stare was fixed on Koutarou's lips and her body was moving 
closer to him on its own. Ruth was spacing out as if she was 
dreaming, creating a sweet atmosphere. 

“Kya Kya Kya! N-No, I can't do something as bold as this! And 
in his sleep! No, no, no, I can't!!” 

Just before their lips touched, Ruth returned to herself. With 
the decisive moment in front of her, Ruth's serious 
personality barely won out and put the brakes on. As Ruth 
thought of what she was about to do, she felt like she could 
die from embarrassment. She couldn't believe that she, 
whom she and others admitted to being so earnest, would fall 
so hard for a man that she would forget herself. If possible 
she'd like to flip over a tatami mat and hid under it. 

But I'm glad, I ended up not doing something empty... 

At the same time, Ruth felt relief. What Ruth wanted were 
feelings, not the actions themselves. 

Lovers aside... even though it feels like we're closer than lovers... something 
like this is too one-sided for the first time... 

Forcing herself onto Koutarou in his sleep was just such an 
empty act. If they were lovers that would've still been okay, 



but they weren't right now. Being so serious, she would surely 
regret it later. 


"... Master..." 

Eventually Ruth began poking at Koutarou's cheek. She 
believed that it was also Koutarou's fault for having been so 
embarrassed. This was close to simple accusation, but she 
believed she'd be forgiven for some slight mischief. 

"... Take that, and that... fu fu... do you give up yet, Master..." 

Since she asserted herself so little on a daily basis, she 
seemed to be having so much fun when she poked Koutarou. 
The sense of security from knowing that no one was watching 
pushed her back. 

"Nnnn Nnn..." 

However, Ruth stopped abruptly because Koutarou's 
expression turned for the worse in his sleep. 

"... Oh no, I went too far... I'm sorry, Master..." 

Having lost sight of herself again, Ruth stopped with her 
mischief. 

"That's right, if I do this then..." 

In order to make up for going too far, Ruth decided to give 
Koutarou a lap pillow. That would make it a little easier to 
sleep to make up for her failure. Ruth slipped her knees under 
Koutarou's head and looked down on his face. 

This is unavoidable. He'll be able to sleep better like this after all... 

This was their home so she could actually just pull out a real 
pillow from the wardrobe. But Ruth was a girl in love, so she 



pretended not to notice. 



Part 2 


Sanae ran back home to room 106 about 30 minutes after 
Ruth had come home. She ran straight to room 106 like a 
bullet to show off the parka with bunny ears on the hood. 

"Koutarou! Koutarou! Look, isn't it cute!” 

”S-Sanae-sama!?” 

This surprised Ruth. She felt like she was in a dream as she 
had spent almost half an hour giving Koutarou a lap pillow, 
stroking his cheek and fiddling with his hair. As a result, she 
had completely let her guard down as she hadn't expected 
someone to come running in. She was incredibly surprised, 
and so shocked it felt like someone had grasped her heart 
and frozen her body stiff. 

"Oh, he's sleeping..." 


"Hm? What's wrong, Ruth" 

Sanae on the other hand had no idea why Ruth was 
surprised. When she had been a ghost, she had often clung 
onto Koutarou, so she couldn't imagine that Ruth would be 
surprised or embarrassed from being seen like that. 

"N-No, it's nothing..." 

Ruth shook her head as she blushed. She was red like a 
tomato. 


" Sanae-chan, this is... 



That was when the 'Sanae-san' inside of her told 'Sanae-chan' 
what Ruth's reaction meant. Lately, she had gotten used to 
Koutarou and the others, and 'Sanae-san' would show 
expressions like this. 

“Ah, so that's why!" 

" 11 " 

Sanae showed signs of understanding, and Ruth hurriedly 
looked down. As a result, Sanae could tell that even her ears 
were red. 

“Isn't it fine, clinging to Koutarou like that. It's like an anime" 

While she understood why Ruth was blushing, she couldn't 
really understand it. Getting embarrassed at strange things 
only invited laughter. 

“Uhh... even if you say that..." 

Ruth was too embarrassed to look up. There was a big 
distance in the their values. However, being spotted by 
Sanae was the silver lining of a dark cloud. If it had been 
Shizuka or Yurika, she'd have been teased a lot more. 

“It's fine if you love him. Some feelings won't be conveyed 
unless you stick to him after all" 

"... It would be a lot easier if I could just think like Sanae- 
san... this was something I was born with..." 

Ruth looked up a little and glanced at Sanae. After confirming 
that she was gently smiling, and letting out a sigh of relief, 
Ruth was finally able to look up. 

“Ruth is serious after all. I think you should be more honest 
with yourself” 



"This is as honest as I can get. I can't see Master's heart like 
you, Sanae-sama. And I don't want to go too far and get 
hated by him...” 

"Koutarou wouldn't hate you” 

”1 hope so” 

Ruth lightly furrowed her brows and looked down on 
Koutarou's face again. Despite this commotion, he hadn't so 
much as flinched as he continued sleeping. Maybe he was 
having a nice dream as he had a bright expression. 

”1 just can't imagine... what he's thinking about” 

"Then, why don't we take a look?" 

"Eh? What do you mean?” 

Ruth was confused by Sanae's sudden proposal. She had no 
idea what she was talking about. 

"You want to know what Koutarou is thinking and dreaming 
about, right?” 

"Well, yes... but, how would I? Not even Forthorthe has 
technology to look into a person's mind directly” 

"We don't need something like that. It's much simpler” 

Ruth didn't think it was possible to do what Sanae was talking 
about. If anyone could, it would be Clan, but that didn't seem 
to be Sanae's intention. 

"You astral project and slip into Koutarou's dream. It's simple” 
"A-Astral project!?” 



Sanae revealed her method full of confidence and her arms 
crossed, but it was far too unexpected for Ruth. 



Part 3 


A dream is just one form of mental activity. In that case, a 
mental existence, the soul, should be able to assimilate with 
the dream. And in order to do that, astral projection was 
required. Sanae explained this to Ruth. Since this was 
Sanae's explanation, there was a liberal use of onomatopoeia 
and it was hard to understand, but Ruth got a grasp of 
Sanae's proposal. 

“So Sanae-sama and I will astral project and enter Master's 
mind?” 

"That's right. It's not hard at all" 

“I understand what you're trying to say, but Sanae-sama is 
one matter, however I can't astral project” 

"It's fine. Here we go!" 


"W-Wait—" 


“And we're done-J’" 

“—a minute... eh, huh?" 

Being in such a hurry, Sanae began the astral projection 
without waiting for Ruth's answer. She had grabbed Ruth's 
soul and pulled it out of her body, allowing even Ruth to 
easily astral project. 

“S-Sanae-sama! 1-1'm over there too!" 

"Calm down, Ruth. You astral projected so it's only obvious 
that we'd be over there too" 



“Even if you say that..." 


Despite having easily astral projected, Ruth couldn't accept it 
as easily. She had been thrown into a mysterious situation 
like astral projection and was completely confused. 

“Sanae-sama, did I die?" 

Seeing her own translucent body and her other body not 
moving, it was only natural for her to suspect that she had 
died. 

“Of course not. Just look, it's a cable" 

Ruth looked at Sanae's back, and around her waist was a line, 
drawing from her parka's bunny tail, connecting to Sanae's 
other body. 

“This line is connecting you to your body so it's okay" 

"Ah, I have one too!" 

Ruth had a similar line by her waist and it was connected to 
her other body. This was quite literally a life line, connecting 
the soul with the body. As long as they were connected 
through this, returning to their bodies was easy. 

“Did you get it?" 

"Y-Yes, somewhat" 

It seemed like this was similar to the separation that Sanae 
was always doing. Having understood that, Ruth began 
calming down. 

“Then this time it's over there! Let's go!" 

"W-Wait a minute, Sanae-sama! What are we doing now!?” 



"Ju-mp!" 

However, Ruth was never given enough time to fully calm 
herself. Sanae grabbed hold of Ruth again and jumped 
towards the sleeping Koutarou. Strangely enough, Sanae's 
feet didn't land on Koutarou's body, and instead entered it, 
and being held by Sanae, Ruth traced the same fate. 

"Kyaaaaaa!” 

During that time, all Ruth could do was scream. 

"... You seem to be having fun, Ruth” 

"I'm not having fun!! KyaaaaaaaM” 

Thus, Ruth and a white bunny that refused to listen entered 
the world within Koutarou's mind. 



Part 4 


Having jumped into Koutarou, the two arrived at a very bright 
space. There was nothing there, but it was a comfortable 
place, with a feeling similar to being bathed by the Autumn 
light. 

"... This is... and our bodies are back to normal...” 

Ruth looked around in confusion. She didn't know where they 
were, and her body had regained its form before she knew it. 
This was strange as they had astral projected and jumped 
into Koutarou's body. 

"We have entered Koutarou's dream, so we look like we do in 
Koutarou's dream. Look closely, your clothes are different, 
right?” 

"Now that you mention it, it's turned into the outfit I wear 
when exercising" 

Seeing Ruth troubled, Sanae began explaining the situation. 
Because of it, Ruth was able to accept the situation. The two 
of them were currently in Koutarou's dream. That's why their 
outfits had changed into something that wouldn't be strange 
to appear in Koutarou's dream. As a result, their bodies had 
regained their form and their outfit had changed into what 
they wore when exercising. 

"Then Master is seeing a dream about exercising" 

"That's right. With these outfits, it's probably about that" 

Sanae had a hunch of what Koutarou was dreaming. Since 
she would enter Koutarou on a daily basis, she had entered 



dreams with this outfit several times before. 


“What do you mean with 'that'?" 

“Ah, it'll be faster to show you than explain. Let's go!” 

Sanae grabbed Ruth's hand and began walking with 
accustomed steps. 

“O-Okay” 

Ruth on the other hand was still unused to this mysterious 
situation. As a result, she restlessly looked around her 
vicinity. However, she didn't feel any danger. It was still 
warm, bright and comfortable. Enemies wouldn't come and 
attack them. Ruth felt like this seemed to be a safe place, 
and she began calming down. Once she had calmed down a 
little, she began realizing that this was inside of Koutarou's 
mind. 

If this is the inside Master's dream or mind, then I'd accept anything that 
happens... 

She is inside Koutarou. As a result of her clear recognition of 
that, Ruth's fear completely vanished, leaving behind only a 
sense of mystery. That's why Ruth seemed somewhat happy, 
despite being in an unfamiliar place. 

“Oh, you're amazing Ruth!” 

That was when Sanae who was in the lead turned back with a 
smile. 

“Eh?” 

“This is your first time here, and you're already going to the 
next place” 



"What do you mean?” 


Ruth didn't understand the meaning behind Sanae's smile 
and words. Their surroundings was indeed changing, She was 
starting to see something past the pure white. However, she 
didn't understand why Sanae would call her amazing. In 
response, Sanae began explaining somewhat proud. 

"Uhm, this is inside of Koutarou's dream, right?” 

"Yes” 

"That's why when we want to go somewhere else, what's 
important isn't us walking, but the feeling of wanting to go 
somewhere else. And then Koutarou will take us there” 

"I see, both sides feelings are important” 

There was no point in walking within a dream, they could only 
get to another place if their feelings matched. 

"So congratulations” 

"Huh? For what?” 

"I mean, you're inside Koutarou's dream right? He thinks it's 
okay for you to wander around here. What do you think that 
means?” 

"Ah..." 

Ruth's eyes opened wide as she realized what that meant. It 
was the answer to what she wanted to know. 

"Koutarou is not angry even though you're walking around his 
mind without permission. Instead he's welcoming it. That's 
how much he loves you. So, congratulations” 



A dream is a part of the mind. Putting other people inside of 
that was accompanied with a lot of pain. However, if the 
dreamer wished to see someone even in their dreams, if they 
could dream about that someone in any situation, that 
someone could move freely within the dream. In other 
words— 

"—Master is treasuring me...” 

"That's right. Koutarou loves you. So clinging onto him in 
reality is nothing. Since he'll accept you even into his mind” 

It wasn't like Sanae had been able to freely enter his dreams 
from the start. At first she had been unable to even enter due 
to the wall around his heart. However after they spent time 
together, she gradually gained more freedom. And now she 
was able to go play in a lot of places. Because she knew of 
that change, Sanae was able to act without reservation 
around Koutarou. She knew better than anyone just how 
much Koutarou would accept. 

"But... if I were to suddenly act like Sanae-sama, wouldn't 
Master be surprised?" 

"I think so. So you'll have to change little by little. The 
foundation is important” 

"Fufu, I'll do just that" 

As the two smiled at each other they reached a new place. 
They arrived much quicker than Sanae had imagined. 
Koutarou was probably welcoming them more than usual 
because they were getting along so well. 



Part 5 


The new place the two arrived at was a riverbed. Several 
grounds for sports could be seen around here. Baseball, 
soccer, tennis, volleyball and more. The surroundings were 
filled with people playing the various sports. The 
surroundings were still bright and warm as usual, it was the 
perfect weather for sports. 

“I understand the meaning behind this outfit and this 
weather” 

"It's Koutarou's dream after all” 

"Yes” 

In one of the many grounds was Koutarou himself. He was 
currently in the middle of playing baseball with many 
companions. 

"Look, look, everyone's here" 

"You're right. Ah, Her Highness and everyone else... there's 
also Mackenzie-sama and others from the school and city..." 

They were playing baseball split up into two teams. First 
Koutarou and the girls of room 106 split evenly with five in 
each team, then there was Elfaria, Kenji, classmates, the 
cosclub, the drama club and people from the neighborhood 
association. Those that couldn't fit into the teams were sitting 
on benches or bleachers cheering on. It was a very lavish 
gathering. 

"I'm sure these are all people Master cares for” 

"Yeah. So look, there are even more than one of a few 



people” 


"Aha, could that be Kiriha-sama when she was small" 

"Yeah, everyone memorable in Koutarou's life are gathered 
here" 

The people gathered here were all important for making 
Koutarou who he was today. That's why there was some 
overlap in the personnel and even deceased were included. 
This was a dream so it wasn't all that strict. So this baseball 
field was like the epitome of Koutarou's life. That was the kind 
of place the mental world was. 

"But... I can't agree with being on Mackenzie-sama's team" 

Despite understanding the circumstances, Ruth was 
dissatisfied. She wanted to be on the same team as Koutarou. 

"It can't be helped. With Koutarou and us, that's only ten. 
Besides, the teams are different every time, so you just 
happened to be on different teams today" 

"l-ls that so..." 

"But, there's something that never changes" 

Sanae smiled wryly at Ruth's words, but her tone lowered a 
little as she spoke. She felt a little sad about that 'never 
changing' thing. 

"Which is?" 

"Glasses-kun is always on the opposite team of Koutarou. I 
think it's because he trusts him more than anyone else” 


"Mackenzie-sama is... 



Including their feelings for one another as man and woman, 
the girls of room 106 might be bigger existences to Koutarou. 
But when it came to trust in people, Koutarou trusted Kenji 
more than anyone. That was because Kenji had been the first 
one to save Koutarou. That's why he trusted Kenji more than 
himself in a sense, and that was why Kenji was the fixed 
leader of the opposing team. In other words, he could entrust 
Kenji with those important to him. 




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“I'm sure our true rival is Glasses-kun. That's why we have to 
get Koutarou to think more of us than him some day” 


"You're right. Let's do that” 

In order to truly save Koutarou they needed to save him more 
than Kenji. Once that happened the girls would inherit that 
special position from Kenji. Since that was for everyone's 
sake, the girls had no reason not to aim for it. 

The match was going back and forth. The individual plays 
reflected the player's characters. Yurika struck out, Shizuka 
sent the ball out of the park, Theia turned a normal hit into a 
two base run with her swift running, and Kiriha was throwing 
all kinds of pitches. Sanae and Ruth sat down and enjoyed 
the match. 

"Looks like Theia is the batter again" 

"The batting order is wrong, but it's a dream after all. 
Fufufu..." 

As the two watched on, Theia entered the batter's box. She 
held the bat with a bold form making her look bigger. The 
pitcher, Kenji, threw the ball with a nice technique. Being 
dexterous Kenji skillfully threw the ball in a hard course. 

However, Theia read that course and swung her bat. The hit 
ball flew over second base and rolled between the right and 
center field. 

"Your Highness, run!” 

The beautiful sound reverberating through the grounds 
instinctively made Ruth stand up and cheer. The other people 
on the ground joined Ruth and cheered. The other Ruth acted 



very similarly to the real one. The same was true for all the 
others. 

“That's amazing Your Highness! Nice batting!" 

Theia ran all the way to third base. She responded to Ruth's 
cheers with a wave. It seemed like there being two Ruth's 
didn't matter to her. 

“Ruth, it's about time to go" 

Seeing the next person enter the batter's box, Sanae called 
out to the excited Ruth. 

“But the match is not done yet..." 

"Ahaha, actually, this match never ends" 

"Could it be that Master always wants to see this dream?" 

"Probably" 

Koutarou's wish was clear. He wanted this ordinary happiness 
to continue forever. This baseball reflected that. So this 
match would never end until Koutarou woke up. 

“That's right, why don't we meet Koutarou?" 

"Eh... but Master is currently in the batter's box..." 

Koutarou was the next to enter the batter's box after Theia. 
He was currently arguing with Kenji about something. She 
couldn't quite hear his voice, but it was clear that it was the 
usual banter. 

“This way" 

"Eh... Sanae-sama? Master is over there..." 



“Just come on" 

Sanae pulled on the confused Ruth's hand and headed to the 
riverbed's embankment. The embankment had been made 
out of concrete in the case of flooding, but the upper part had 
a lawn laid out. 

“Koutarou” 

“You're here again, Sanae" 

Koutarou was lying down on the lawn, observing the match 
while sunbathing. Sanae knew that this was the real 
Koutarou, or rather, the center of his mind. 

“Ruth is with me today" 

“Master" 

Ruth slipped out from behind Sanae and stood in front of 
Koutarou. As she did, Koutarou showed her a smile. 

“Welcome, Ruth-san" 

"Boo, that's a different reaction from mine" 

“You've been here several times already" 

"Even though you forget it when you wake up" 

"I remember it now, so it's fine" 

“You should do your best to welcome me every time" 
"Welcome, my beloved lady Sanae" 

"Very good" 

Koutarou was welcoming the two. As expected, they were 



special to him. He didn't mind having them visit him in his 
dreams in the slightest. After Koutarou had dealt with Sanae, 
he looked to Ruth. 

“By the way, why are you here too, Ruth-san?" 

Koutarou welcomed Ruth's visit, but he didn't know why she 
had come. Sanae who was playful on a daily basis aside, Ruth 
wouldn't think to enter the dreams of others on her own. 

"... T-That's... well...” 

Ruth blushed and looked down. She couldn't tell him that she 
was worrying whether or not she could actively get doted on. 
Seeing Ruth troubled, Sanae gave her a helping hand. 

“That's because of maiden circumstances! You're not allowed 
to ask questions!” 

"Even though it's my dream?" 

"A maiden's circumstances take priority over everything!" 
"You forcibly pulled her in, didn't you?” 

“Ehehehehe" 

"Geez, what can I do with you..." 

“But I thought this would be a good place to solve Ruth's 
worry" 

"... Then that's fine" 

"Yes, it's fine!" 


Koutarou wanted to protest Sanae's selfish excuses, but it 
seemed like she had shown some consideration, so he let it 



go. Besides, scolding her in this weather didn't seem right. 
This was supposed to be a casual and peaceful weekend. 

Ruth had a cheerful look as she watched the two go back and 
forth, but she eventually began feeling a certain doubt. So 
she waited for an opening in their discussion and coyly spoke. 

“Master, may I ask you something?" 

"I don't mind” 

There was nothing Koutarou didn't mind Ruth asking, so he 
easily nodded his head. 

“Why are you watching the match from here?" 

Ruth's doubt was as to why Koutarou's point of view was from 
outside of his dream. If this dream was a representation of his 
wishes and ideals, then he should be standing on the grounds 
as a player. Yet, another Koutarou was standing there, while 
the actual person was lying down by the embankment 
looking on. Ruth couldn't help but wonder. 

“I know this is a dream. There's still a ton of problems to 
solve in real life so I can't quite act like that” 

"Can't you just at the very least forget about that in your 
dreams? You're so awkward..." 

Koutarou was observing the match as a third party because 
he was aware that this was a dream. That's why he didn't get 
absorbed into it, but rather watched on from afar. Though 
Ruth and Sanae felt like he should be free to do as he pleased 
in his dreams. 

“This is you guys we're talking about. I can't forget that 
easily" 



Master...” 


However, Koutarou's next words made Ruth realize that it 
wasn't because of his awkward side. It was because he 
treasured them that he understood that this was a dream. 
Having realized that, Ruth's chest filled up and tears formed 
in her eyes. 

"Oh, that was very loving, Koutarou!” 

"That's not what we were talking about. Don't make fun of it" 
"I'm not making fun of it. It was a big love" 

"Yeah, that might be correct” 

It wasn't a personal love between individuals but something 
bigger. Koutarou felt like that was probably a big reason as to 
why he was watching the match from here. 

"Anyways, I'll play once all the troubles have been fixed... I 
guess" 

"So you'll finally be playing over there then?" 

Ruth wiped away her falling tears as she smiled at Koutarou. 
She wondered how wonderful it would be when all problems 
had been resolved and Koutarou could freely dream.- 

"No... I'll play in real life. Dreams are meant to be turned into 
reality right?" 

However, Koutarou's conclusion far exceeded Ruth's desire. 
Koutarou probably wasn't aware of that when he spoke, but 
that conclusion was like a very large declaration of love. It no 
longer mattered if that was a love between a man and a 
woman. 



M-Master... 


Ruth felt like her heart would stop as powerful emotions 
overflowed from it. Her mind blanked out and ran in circles, 
and she had a hard time forming words. All Ruth could tell 
was that her decision to live alongside Koutarou hadn't been 
a mistake. 

"R-Ruth-san!?" 

That's why, despite her attempt to hold it in, Ruth began 
weeping. 



Part 6 


After joining up with Koutarou, Sanae and Ruth spent some 
time talking with Koutarou. He was somewhat more honest 
within his dream and the two had been able to ask about 
things that interested them. With that, even though Ruth had 
been crying just a while before, she had not completely 
returned to normal. 

“Master really loves Her Highness then" 

“He loves me too. And of course you too, Ruth" 

“Well, of course” 

“Isn't that great, Ruth" 

“Yes” 

But despite this being a dream, Ruth began worrying about 
the time that had passed. It was now almost evening. That's 
why it was about time to go back. 

"... Then it is about time for us to leave, Master" 

Ruth was reluctant, but she spoke her parting words. They 
would meet again in real life right away, but those feelings 
were still present even in a dream. 

“Eh~, can't we stay a little longer" 

It seemed Sanae still hadn't gotten to play enough as she 
rolled across the lawn with Koutarou and kicked her feet. 

“I have to prepare dinner. Besides, I have to wake up Master" 



"Ah, it's already time for that” 


But once Ruth mentioned food, Sanae's dissatisfaction 
vanished and she stood up with good force. 

"Can't you just play when we wake up?" 

"Let's do that. Alright, let's hurry up and wake up so we can 
wake up Koutarou" 

By the time she stood up, Sanae was fully ready to leave the 
dream world. This place was fun, but with only three of them, 
it was lacking in flashiness. So returning to reality to play was 
a very Sanae like motive. 

"Let me sleep a little longer” 

Koutarou looked up at Sanae and Ruth, still lying down. Since 
he was the one who dreamt up this world, he didn't need to 
return alongside the other two. Or rather, it was impossible 
for him to do so. 

"A little longer? Like five minutes?" 

"A little more" 

"Then, ten minutes" 

"It's a deal" 

"Very well, I will allow you to doze off for a moment longer" 
"Thank you very much, lady Sanae” 

"Very good" 

"Fufufu... then this is goodbye for now, Master" 



Ruth smiled as she watched Koutarou and Sanae's back and 
forth and said her farewells once more. Strictly speaking, 
they'd just not see each other for a moment, so there was no 
real seriousness in her voice. The same was true for Koutarou 
and Sanae. 

“Yeah, see you later" 

“I'm waking you up after ten minutes okay?” 

"I know, I know" 

Koutarou, still lying down, waved to the two and turned his 
attention back to the baseball game. Since they'd meet each 
other in real life soon enough, he quickly lost interest in 
them. Sanae understood that as well, but even then she 
couldn't help but feel dissatisfaction and frowned. 

“Really, he truly is a baseball idiot” 

"Fufu, don't be like that” 

Despite entering someone else's dream and getting in the 
way, not being antagonized in the slightest was actually an 
amazing thing, but it seemed these two who had 
accomplished that were unaware of that. 



Part 7 


Leaving was the same as coming, and the surroundings 
changed in response to Sanae and Ruth wanting to return. As 
a result, the riverbed and baseball field moved away faster 
from them than their legs moved. 

“This feels strange no matter how many times I do it” 

"It's not as strange as your mystery warp” 

"That's one way to think of it” 

As the two advanced, their surroundings grew brighter. The 
place where that brightness reached its peak was the point of 
contact between reality and dream. The exit to reality. 

“Oh?” 

However, Ruth stopped just before reaching the exit. She had 
spotted something that caught her interest. 

“What is it?” 

“Sanae-sama, what is that?" 

Ruth had found a black mass. It was far away, and because of 
the white light, it was hard to get a grasp of its size. However 
once noticed, it was hard to ignore. 

“Ah, that's the part of Koutarou that gets sad or lonely. This is 
inside of Koutarou's mind, so that kind of thing is here too” 

Just like the riverbed from before, the black mass was 
another part of Koutarou's mental world. However, the 
negative emotions symbolized by that black color had the 



opposite nature of the riverbed. 


“But Koutarou is keeping that away from us, right?" 

“Yes” 

"That's why I think it's best not to touch on it" 

The black mass was in a completely different direction from 
the exit. It was also being made difficult to see because of 
the white light, and it wouldn't be strange to completely miss 
it. Ruth had only found it by coincidence. Koutarou had shown 
consideration so that the two wouldn't accidentally step into 
it. 

“Sanae-sama, have you ever gone there?” 

"At first, I walked around without knowing anything" 

Sanae was knowledgeable of the world within Koutarou now, 
but at first she was clueless. She had also carelessly stepped 
into hard parts of his mind. This black mass was one of those, 
and because of that she was knowledgeable of it. 

“That's why you knew about it?" 

"Yeah. But I turned back halfways. The black thing pushes 
you back with a lot of force. I felt like I was going to get 
crushed, so I ran away” 

The two left the path and headed towards the black mass. As 
they got closer, it became clear that it wasn't a solid mass, 
but something misty. It was a world shrouded in a black mist, 
or alternatively darkness. The two stopped before it and 
looked at the black mist. It was big enough for all the 
riverbed from before to fit. 

The two stared at the black mist for a while, but eventually 



Ruth made up her mind and grabbed her hand. 


"Sanae-sama, why don't you challenge it one more time, 
together with me?” 

Challenging it one more time, that meant to enter this black 
mist. Sanae was surprised by that proposal and instinctively 
let out a hysterical scream. 

"Eh!? It's dangerous!!" 

Sanae was against it. She felt sorry for touching Koutarou's 
painful parts, and moreover, she believed the pressure from 
the black mist was dangerous. 

"I know. But... thinking of Master and our future, I believe it's 
a problem we can't avoid" 

"That might be true, but..." 

Ruth had made the proposal well aware of the danger. 

Dealing with the problem of Koutarou's past was unavoidable. 
Sanae knew that, but having felt the danger herself, she was 
indecisive. However, Ruth had another reason for thinking 
they should enter. 

"Besides... I'm sure Master wishes for it too" 

"How can you tell?” 

"Because it was easy for us to come here" 

"I see. If he really didn't want to, we wouldn't be able to get 
close... Koutarou wants to do something about it too." 

"Yes." 

If Koutarou really didn't want Ruth and Sanae to touch the 



black mist, he wouldn't want them to get close. This was the 
world Koutarou could freely control. That's why it was kept in 
a place where it could barely be seen, and if could be 
approached if one wished to. It was a sign of Koutarou's true 
intentions. 

"... Master, we will do our best, so please accept us..." 

"You're completely useless without us, geez" 

Ruth and Sanae held hands and stepped into the black mist. 
The darkness of Koutarou's mind was deep. Only Maki, who 
had a similar darkness in her mind, had been able to see this 
far. Even for Maki, that was only possible with the help of 
Signaltin, so this was the first time someone tried to reach 
that place with just their own strength. 

"Kuh, t-this is..." 

"Keep it together, Ruth!" 

For each step, the black mist deepened. And as the mist got 
deepened, the two were assaulted by two forces. Pressure 
trying to crush them, and a repulsion trying to throw them 
out. This was Koutarou's mind screaming, trying to get them 
to stop and turn back. 

"B-But, it might be weaker than before..." 

"Master is t-trying his hardest too" 

"Y-Yeah" 

The two held hands as they moved forwards through the 
black mist, the darkness of the mind. The pressure and 
repulsion was strong, but because they were together they 
were able to endure. The two desperately struggled forward, 
supporting one another. 



"M-Master, it will, be okay” 

"You're not, alone, anymore, just rely, on us, more” 

Just like they had been able to see baseball at the riverbed, 
they could catch glimpses of the unfortunate accident 
Koutarou had experienced in the past here. This was when his 
mother had pushed away Koutarou and gotten hit by a car 
herself. Because of that, his relationship with his father 
turned sour, and their family collapsed. Because this was 
something Koutarou wanted to avoid looking at, these events 
were like shuffled cards, appearing completely out of order. 
But even that was enough to convey the sorrow. That's why 
the two continue pushing forward despite it being so painful. 

”R-Ruth, someone, is over there.” 

"A small boy?” 

Because of Sanae's and Ruth's, and probably Koutarou's as 
well, earnest struggle, the two were finally able to reach the 
center of the black mist. There they found a lone boy. He was 
covered in splattered blood, holding onto a half-knit sweater. 

"Koutarou!” 

"Master!” 

That boy was the center of the darkness. The incarnation of 
Koutarou's sorrow. The existence that the two needed to 
save. The two endured the pressure and repulsion and 
reached their hands out towards the boy. 

"J-Just a little more! We can do it!" 

"We reache— KyaaaaM” 


However, just as their hands reached the boy, the two let 



their guard down for a moment. As a result, their struggles 
against the pressure finally gave in, and they were sent flying 
by the repulsion. 

“KyaaaaaaaaaM" 

“We are almost thereeee!!" 

In the end, the two were thrown out of the black mist unable 
to do anything. The boy in the center of the mist only gazed 
at the two in silence. 



Part 8 


When Koutarou woke up, the inclining sun's red light was 
shining on his face. The sun's light dyed the entirety of room 
106 red, giving it a warm atmosphere. However, what had 
woken up Koutarou wasn't the red light. 

"... You again...” 

Sanae was leaning over Koutarou's chest, sleeping. Because 
of her weight, Koutarou had a hard time breathing and woke 
up. 

"Every time. What's so fun about sleeping like this?" 















Koutarou was just a normal human, so he didn't have any 
clear memories of his dream. Even though he felt like he had 
seen Sanae in his dream, he didn't think she had actually 
entered it. That's why he couldn't imagine why Sanae would 
look so happy when she slept. 

“Just what kind of dream is she seeing...?" 

Sanae on the other hand remembered her dreams thanks to 
her spiritual powers. But she believed there was no reason to 
tell Koutarou, so he remained unaware. Explaining would be a 
pain, and if he really didn't want to, she wouldn't be able to 
enter anyways. 

“Huh? Ruth-san?" 

And as he was thinking of what to do with Sanae, Koutarou 
looked upwards and happened to find Ruth's face close by. 

But her eyes were closed, and she was peacefully sleeping 
just like Sanae. He could also feel a soft sensation under his 
head. Ruth had fallen asleep while acting as a lap pillow for 
Koutarou. 

“I see, so she gave me a lap pillow to let me rest more easily" 

Koutarou understood the reason right away. First, Ruth had 
given Koutarou a lap pillow, but then she had been attacked 
by the warm sunlight and dozed off herself. That was when 
Sanae appeared and fell asleep as well. The other way 
around would make it harder for Ruth to give him a lap pillow. 
Koutarou was confident in this imagination. 

“What...?" 

Having recognized the two so close by, Koutarou felt an 



impulse come on. The impulse grew stronger and eventually 
he was fully overcome by it. 

Why do I want to give Sanae and Ruth-san a hug? 

That impulse was to embrace the two as hard as he could. Of 
course, he couldn't just do that. He'd end up waking them up, 
moreover, he couldn't go and hug sleeping girls. And most of 
all, he didn't know why he felt that way. 

He wanted to let them sleep, and common sense told him 
that he couldn't just go and hug them. He'd feel bad doing 
something without knowing why. So whilst driven by his 
strong impulse, Koutarou asked himself for the reason. But in 
the end, he couldn't tell why, even after the two woke up. 



Part 9 


Having woken up, the first thing Sanae did was to show off 
her new parka to Koutarou. That was the reason she had 
come to room 106 to begin with when she encountered Ruth 
giving Koutarou a lap pillow. 

“How about it, is it cute, Koutarou!?” 

"Cute, it's very cute" 

"What part?" 

"The bunny ears and tail are cute" 

"Make it sound even more grand!" 

"The ears and tail are very beautiful, my lady" 

"Very good! Very good indeed!" 

Satisfied with getting praised by Koutarou, Sanae crawled 
towards the tea table. With Sanae finally having moved off 
his chest, Koutarou was free at last and he let out a drawn 
out yawn. Seeing the two like that, Ruth whispered to the 
now nearby Sanae. 

"... It doesn't look like Master remembers" 

"Yeah. It's always like that. That's why I split it up like here 
and there" 

I see... 

Ruth let out a regretful sigh. Hearing that, Sanae looked up 
with a pondering look. 



“What is it?” 


“In the end, we couldn't do anything...” 

Ruth regretted not being able to do anything for the Koutarou 
in the black mist. 

The black mist was a collection of Koutarou's negative 
emotions, and in the center was a boy sitting down. Ruth and 
Sanae were probably supposed to have accepted those 
negative feelings and pulled the boy out of that black mist. 
However, they had been thrown out into reality when they 
were almost there. 

Ruth was being protected by Sanae's powers, so she 
remembered even after waking up. Which was why she felt 
so regretful. 

“We were almost there too” 

“Yes. But it's not something that'll go away in a day” 

"Yeah. Let's do it patiently” 

Sanae felt regret as well. However, it wasn't all bad news. 
There was no doubt that they had gotten closer to the core 
than before. That's why both Sanae's and Ruth's expressions 
were far from dark. 

“What are you two talking about?” 

That was when Koutarou, who had come up to the tea table, 
tried to join their conversation. He was quite carefree as he 
didn't suspect they were talking about him. 

“That's a girl's secret. Right, Ruth?" 


"Yes. It's a secret” 



"Then I guess it can't be helped" 


Koutarou chuckled and grabbed the remote lying on the 
table, and turned on the news. 

"Turn on anime instead of that" 

"Just let me see the start. I'm the head of the household after 
all" 

"Then I'm your dependent?" 

"Yeah" 

Koutarou nodded right away. Sanae had been something like 
his sister, or perhaps even something else for a long time 
now.Hearing that, Ruth flashed a mischievous smile. 

"Then what am I?" 

"Don't you have your own income, Ruth-san?" 

In Ruth's case, she had an enormous income and property, so 
being considered Koutarou's dependent was impossible. She 
was from a distinguished family of knights in Forthorthe. A 
small six mat room was too small for a Pardomshiha. 

"It's the principle that's important" 

"... Ruth-san is a dependent too" 

"Thank you very much, Master" 

Satisfied by what Koutarou said embarrassingly, Ruth turned 
towards the TV. And on the top right of the screen was a time 
display, telling her that the time was past 5PM. It was about 
time to prepare dinner. 



“Well then, Master, Sanae-sama, I will go prepare dinner" 

"Ah, wait a minute, Ruth-san" 

Koutarou grabbed a hold of Ruth's hand as she was about to 
head for the kitchen. 

“Y-Yes?" 

Surprised by the sudden event, Ruth's heart started beating 
faster as she felt the warmth from his hand. 

“As thanks for your lap pillow I'll make some tea. You can 
prepare dinner after that 

“If it's tea then I can—" 

“It's fine. I feel like doing it" 

Koutarou smiled at the puzzled Ruth and changed channels to 
an anime before getting up from his seat and headed towards 
the kitchen. As Koutarou left for the kitchen, the left behind 
Sanae and Ruth looked at each other. 

"... It looks like we were able to do something" 

"Yes, it does" 

The two smiled and laughed. They were happy they could be 
of use to the person they loved. 

“Hey, Sanae, Ruth-san, what kind of snacks to go with the tea 
would you like?" 

“I want the monakaLl] from the other day" 

“There's also some yokanL2] that I bought today" 


“Then that too!” 


"Alright” 

However, the two were soon distracted by snacks, and they 
pushed the events from the dream into a corner of their 
minds. But that didn't matter. They both knew that was what 
Koutarou wanted. 


Translator's Notes and References 


• A bean jam filling sandwiched between two thin crisp 
wafers of mochi 

• A thick jellied snack made from red bean paste 



Indigo Notebook 


Part 1 


Theia liked competitions because by displaying her strength 
she could avoid getting in the way of her mother, and instead 
be of help. That's why winning was always on her mind, 
whilst the contents of the competition was trivial. But after 
coming to room 106 that gradually began to change. At first 
she could only think of defeating her rivals, but after the first 
summer passed, she began enjoying the contents of the 
competition. That was because, by leaving her country, she 
had made many friends where winning or losing didn't 
matter. Up until then, the only one Theia could lose to was 
her childhood friend, Ruth. Having come to Earth and made a 
lot of friends, Theia was finally able to enjoy the competition 
itself. 

“Come on, Koutarou, how about you make your resolve" 

"... please” 

"Hm? I can't hear you" 

"Marry me please, Your Highness" 

“Ohohohoho! If you'll go that far, then I will marry you, my 
knight!" 

“You bastard, don't get carried away just because you're 
winning!!" 

"But with this, you'll avoid going bankrupt. You can't escape 



without making a sacrifice” 


"Tsk, you better remember this later, my honey!!” 

"Ohohoho, try it if you can, darling!! I'll teach you who your 
owner is!!” 

Theia's favorite opponent was Koutarou. In the past, he had 
been an inveterate foe, but now he was an absolute ally and 
at the same time a rival that she could go all out on. That's 
why Theia didn't mind if she was winning or losing. Right 
now, the feeling of excitement during a game and the clash 
of wits was more precious to her than obtaining victory. To 
Theia, Koutarou was the one that allowed her to enjoy a 
match the most. 

”... So, Koutarou. Transfer the rights of the ironworks to me. 
That will make our system rock solid” 

"No. If I give away the ironworks now, I won't have a chance 
at a comeback” 

"What!? You won't listen to your beloved wife!?” 

"What did you expect from a sham marriage made to avoid 
going bankrupt!?" 

"You're my knight aren't you!? So at least say that you love 
me even if it's a lie!!” 

"I love you Your Highness” 

"That kind of pisses me off!!” 

When Theia and Koutarou played games and quizzes they 
gradually heated up. They almost acted like children with 
battles of obstinacy. Their mutual understanding that they 



were absolute allies let them do so. Their clashes were 
nothing but dependence on one another, because they knew 
that they could show their childish side to one another. 

“This is what someone like that gets!!" 

Thud. 

"Ow, what are you doing!?" 

"Education! It's my whip of love!" 

"You bastard, then take this!" 

Whack. Whack. Whack. 

“Ow ow ow, why don't you hold back a little!! What will you 
do if I become damaged goods!?" 

“Don't worry, I'll nurse you for the rest of your life!!" 

"You've said it now, pleb!!" 

Thud. Thud. Thud. Whack. Whack. Whack. 

“Guah!?” 

“Ow ow ow!?" 

The two's battle of obstinacy often developed into a physical 
confrontation. The ones watching the two fight it out always 
wondered, what it meant for a princess to punch, what it 
meant to punch a princess, and why these battles were often 
forgotten so quickly. This too was them depending on each 
other. Rather than hugging, they punched. Rather than 
sweetly whispering into each other's ear, they screamed. 
These battles was just another expression of love. 



Part 2 


Since the two's battle was a variant of an expression of love, 
Maki could understand that she only needed to show her 
emotions in her own way. 

"... Theia-san is amazing...” 

However, Maki admired Theia's method. On top of being 
serious, Maki was the type to keep her feelings on the inside. 
As a result, even when she tried to appeal to others, it was 
serious and conventional. Moreover, that itself was very 
infrequent. She was similar to how Harumi had been, but in 
her sense it was more centered around seriousness rather 
than timidness. 

Maki could act cheerful around others, but her serious and 
introverted character would put the brakes on just before she 
could fully rely on someone else. So for example, when she 
was still friends with Koutarou, she could tell jokes, poke fun 
at him and give him chocolate on Valentine's day. But once 
their relationship went past that, the brakes were suddenly 
put on. Losing her mask of 'just friends', she began worrying 
if her existence and feelings were just causing trouble. 

That kind of thing wasn't limited to just Koutarou. Many 
people told her that wasn't the case. But Maki couldn't 
obediently rely on those words. Since she had been starved 
for the love of others for so long, she wasn't used to enjoying 
it. 











Maki was always worried about herself being like that. That's 
why she admired Theia's overly aggressive interpersonal 
relationship. 

"... If I had even 10% of Theia-san's aggressiveness...” 

Maki let out a small sigh as she watched on in admiration as 
Koutarou and Theia fought it out. Acting as flashy as Theia 
was right now was difficult for Maki. Both because her 
personality went against it and because the image she 
maintained of herself got in the way. If Maki began acting like 
Theia all of a sudden, everyone would be shocked. That's why 
she believed she could only be 10% as aggressive at most. 
But even if it was just 10%, being able to do that much would 
change her impression quite a bit. 

”... This is my best right now...” 

Maki looked down at her clothes before touching her own 
head. She had just bought her clothes the other day, and 
they had a calm indigo colored base, with laces and ribbons 
attached for an overall cute design. And on her head was an 
accessory with a similar design. They worked well with Maki's 
own impression of calm at first, but cute close up. 

Maki wearing this outfit was her own expression of love. Since 
she couldn't actively take action, she would wear different 
fashion to encourage the other party. She didn't mind if they 
praised her or laughed at her. Being passive, this was her last 
resort to create a point of contact. 

”J-Just what do you think a princess is... haah... haah...” 

"My... haah... sparring, partner... haah..." 



However, so far, things weren't going as Maki had hoped. The 
other party she wanted to attract was busy with something 
else and didn't notice her appearance. It seemed like she'd 
have to wait a while longer. 

"... That's right, work, work!” 

If she was going have to wait, she might as well work. With 
that in her mind, Maki restarted the work she had been doing 
up until a little earlier. Maki was the treasurer for Koutarou's 
band of knights, so she collected receipts from their shopping 
and kept track of the flow of money. Koutarou's band of 
knight was very small, and strictly speaking it wasn't a 
combat organization, so the accounting book was quite thin. 
However, Maki held pride in her work. She wanted to get 
praised for doing a great job. That was another one of Maki's 
expressions of love. 

Maki pulled out a notebook with an indigo colored leather 
cover and flipped it open. This indigo notebook was the 
Satomi band of knights accounting book. Maki stared at the 
notebook and the receipts while entering numbers on her 
calculator, but she suddenly stopped halfway. 


Maki stopped because she had spotted something unnatural 
in her notebook. The Satomi band of knights actual 
organization aside, on the paper it was a combat 
organization, so it had a budget that could be used in one's 
own discretion without a need to record it. This was money 
used for information gathering and confidential things, or 
other things that might be bad to leave recorded in an 
accounting book. There were of course cases where that 
money was misappropriated and an audit would be 
necessary, but all of the ones Maki had spotted until now 
were all small amounts that could be left alone. 



"... What is Theia-san using it for I wonder...” 


While the usage of money didn't need to be recorded, the 
amount needed to be recorded so that the numbers added 
up. And for some reason that amount was always being 
recorded by Theia. That's why Maki noticed something 
unnatural as she went through the account book. If the 
money had been recorded by someone other than Theia 
every time, Maki probably wouldn't have paid it any 
attention. 

”... Though I feel like in Theia-san's case she can use it for 
anything she wishes...” 

The amount itself wasn't a problem, and the band of knights 
income was coming from Theia anyways. To begin with, the 
Satomi band of knights wasn't something that could be 
publicly revealed. That's why the money being used by Theia 
wouldn't cause anyone any trouble. Even if the capital wasn't 
enough, Theia would end up being the one to amend it. 

"But... now I want to know. I'll check it next time” 

However, Maki was curious about what the money was being 
used for. Even more so if it wasn't going to cause a problem. 
She wanted to know the reason behind Theia's expenditure. 
Because Maki admired Theia, she really wanted to know her 
secret. So Maki decided to check with Theia directly. 



Part 3 


Because she didn't know for what reason Theia had used the 
money for, Maki patiently waited for Theia to be alone. But 
that chance was hard to come by as Ruth was always by her 
side, and when she wasn't, she would often be with Koutarou 
or the other girls. As a result, Maki couldn't ask Theia about 
the money until three days after she had noticed it. 

"Theia-san, do you have a moment?” 

Maki called out to Theia the moment it was lunch time at 
Kitsushouharukaze high school. The students finished with 
their classes in the morning sprang into action. Ruth was on 
day duty today, so she had left the classroom, carrying the 
material for today's geography class. Koutarou was playing 
around with Kiriha and Kenji. Sanae and Yurika had gone to 
the restroom. Leaving just Theia alone, which let Maki ask her 
about the unaccounted money. 

"What?” 

"I have a question about the capital for the band of knights” 

When mentioning the band of knights, Maki spoke in a soft 
voice so only Theia could hear. This was just a precaution 
because they couldn't explain the band of knights to their 
classmates. 

"Do the numbers not add up?” 

"That's not it... take a look at this please” 

Maki said and opened the indigo notebook. She showed it to 
Theia and pointed out the problematic part with the tip of her 



pen. 


“There are several unaccounted expenditures taken out, and 
they are all made by Theia-san" 

“Uh" 

Theia had shown a perplexed expression until now, but once 
the unaccounted expenditures was pointed out her 
expression changed to a more stiff one and she began 
sweating. 

"... What did you use them for?" 

“l-lt's nothing special!! They're all small sums, right!?" 

Theia seemingly panicked as she tried to conceal it, but Maki 
wasn't convinced. 

“You're right that the amount isn't really a problem" 

“Right!? I'm well aware of the rules!!" 

"However, it seems like Theia-san is the only one using the 
unaccounted expenditures... so, I was wondering if you could 
tell me what it was for, for reference" 

Maki was interested in what Theia was using the money for. 
She wanted to know what Theia was trying to keep secret 
using unaccounted money, alternatively why the reason she 
was the only one to use it. Maki believed that the secret to 
Theia's aggressiveness was hidden there. 

“No, no! I can't tell you!" 

Theia shook her head intensely. 

“Why?" 



"Why not! Besides, if I reveal that, what's the point of 
unaccounted expenditures!?” 


”... That's true” 

Theia had no intentions of revealing the truth to Maki, but 
Maki obtained some clues from Theia's reaction. 

—It must be for some embarrassing reason... 

Theia's face was red and she swung her arms around. She 
was excited and rattled. It was clear that she was 
embarrassed from her actions. It seemed she had an 
embarrassing reason that was necessary but couldn't be 
revealed. 

"Besides, the band of knights' budget originally comes from 
me! The financing shouldn't trouble anyone! That's enough of 
this discussion!” 

Theia forcibly stopped the discussion and ran out of the 
classroom. Maki simply saw her off. 

—It doesn't look like I can ask her anymore... now then, what 
to do... 

Theia had left, but Maki still hadn't given up. She thought of 
what she should do next as she stared at the indigo cover. 

If Theia wasn't going to tell her, then Maki would have to 
catch her out. So she chose to secretly follow Theia, and 
investigate her actions. While the usage of the unaccounted 
expenditure wasn't recorded, the amount and the day used 
was recorded. That's why following Theia and recording her 
actions before comparing it to the accounting should reveal 
what the money was being used for. Maki was a former 
member of Darkness Rainbow and still an active magical girl. 



Relying on her magic she could easily tail Theia without being 
spotted. 

“Your Highness, what would you like for dinner?" 

“Let's see... it's gotten colder, so maybe nabe, it's been 
awhile since we last had it" 

"But I believe it's better to go easy on the seasoning" 

"Hm. That should make it easier to eat during this season" 

“Then what about the ingredients?" 

"If we make it fish then I'm sure Yurika and Sanae would 
complain non-stop" 

“Fufu, I think so" 

"Then how about meat, or maybe chicken" 

"Then I'll choose some vegetables to go with it" 

“I'll leave it to you... but still, Ruth, you've gotten used to 
Earth's cooking" 

"Yes. I will need to master Earth's cooking for the future" 
"How calculated and reliable" 

“Please leave it to me, Your Highness" 

“Indeed, then I'll leave it to you!" 

“Hey, Theia" 

"Hm?" 



"I'd like to get a shoulder and back massage” 


”... Koutarou, why would you try to make your lord do such a 
thing?” 

"Because Sanae and Yurika don't know how much the joints 
can be bent without feeling pain" 

"Ehehehehe" 

"Ahahahaha" 

"In that sense, since you're good at fighting, I don't have to 
worry, right?” 

"Hmm, I understand the circumstances... but even then 
there's a better way to ask. I'm your princess you know?" 

"If you get it then hurry up. I'm on the brink of deciding 
whether to buy a massage machine or not” 

"Geez, no matter how much time passes, you're as rude as 
always” 

"If I treat you like a princess all the time, you'll be troubled 
too right?” 

"That's true. I will take that as a praise” 

"This is what I'm talking about, geez...” 

"Fufun... like this?” 

"Yeah, that's it. You really are good” 

"Your princess is good at everything, so you better respect 
me” 



"I do respect you” 

"I know. I only wanted you to say it” 

"Mmm~...." 

"Is something the matter?” 

"Ah, no, it's not really..." 

"You don't really have to hide it from me" 

"R-Right 

"Which one are you interested in, Your Highness?" 

"This... tunic or whatever it's called" 

"Ah, this fluffy feeling is cute isn't it" 

"You think so?” 

"Yes. I think it will fit you very well" 

"... Nobody would laugh at me?" 

"There's no one in room 106 that would seriously laugh" 

"... That's true..." 

"Will you buy it then?" 

"W-Wait a minute. I'm interested in that one over there too" 
"Please take your time choosing. Fufufu..." 



“Here, it's your wife" 

“Huh... did we have a golden piece like this?" 

“It's to replace the one that Yurika lost" 

“Hmm, oh well" 

“Yes, well indeed" 

“Anyways, I got a wife. Alright, Theia, it's your turn" 

a n 

“Hey, what's wrong?" 

"l-l-lt's nothing, I was just thinking!! The, the die, I'm throwing 
the die!!" 

"You're acting strange, what's wrong?" 

“It's nothing, it's just your imagination!" 

“Really...?” 

“Really!! More importantly, I'm throwing the die... haah!!" 

"... Looks like you're marrying too" 

"Indeed. Ruth, give me a piece" 

“Here, Your Highness" 

“I got a husband" 

“Did we have a blue piece like that?" 

“It's to replace another one that Yurika lost" 



"Hmm, oh well” 

"Yes, well indeed” 

"Harumi, what will you eat?" 

"It's been awhile since I had takoyaki, but six pieces are a bit 
too many" 

"Then how about this. We'll get eight pieces, and I will eat the 
ones that you can't" 

"But... you are a princess, Theiamillis-san" 

"You're the only one that would say that. However, you don't 
have to worry. You are my best friend. There are times where 
I'd like you to forget about status” 

"... Then allow me to do that" 

"Yes, I would be happy if you could" 

"By the way, Theiamillis-san, when would you like me to 
remember your status?" 

"When fighting or when I'm making public speeches perhaps" 
"Yeah, that's cool after all" 

"Right!? You get it!!” 

"I've been on stage as a princess after all" 

"Right. Your speech was bold and splendid as well" 

"I am honored to hear your praise, Your Highness" 



“Ruth, please" 

"I guess it can't be helped... just one time, okay?" 

“I know! I will claim that stuffed animal in a single try!” 

"You don't have to get that heated up over a crane game" 

“I want to put it next to that rabbit that Koutarou got!" 

"Fufu, when it comes to Master you don't take a single step 
back, do you, Your Highness?” 

"... l-lf I was as cute as the other girls... then... anyways, 
that's why I can't lose in a match!!" 

"I think you're cute enough as it is, Your Highness" 

“You only feel like that because you're my childhood friend!" 

“I don't think that's the case” 

"... In regards to this matter, I am not all that confident..." 

“Then for the time being, let's return home with that stuffed 
animal" 

"Ruth..." 

"This is what money is for. Let's not stop at one try, but as 
many as it takes" 

“Well said!! Let's go!!” 




Part 4 


Maki hid herself using magic and shadowed and observed 
Theia. Of course, Theia remembered her conversation with 
Maki, so she avoided from using the unaccounted 
expenditures for a while. As a result, she was expecting a 
drawn out battle between them, and it took three weeks 
before Maki caught out Theia. 

In the afternoon of a certain day, Maki went to analyzing all 
of the information she had gathered. She currently had two 
leads in front of her. The accounting book for the band of 
knights and the recorded notes of Theia's action the past 
three weeks. 

"... Since she was that embarrassed... maybe it's about 
growing taller or making her breasts bigger? But, I can't 
imagine she'd use Earth technology for that... and if her 
appearance changes, there's no point in concealing the 
usage of money... hmm..." 

Maki imagined Theia's feelings as she compared the two 
leads. If she gathered enough information, comparing these 
two leads should lead to revealing the mystery behind 
Theia's unaccounted expenditures. 

"... Ah!? Could this be it!?" 

After deliberate comparison of the notes and accounting 
book, she found out that the same day Theia purchased 
something at a certain store, the unaccounted expenditure 
had been used. The amount matched up, so it was likely that 
the band of knights' capital was being used for that. 

"Alright, as long as I have this evidence!" 



Maki restrained her rash feelings as she waited for the chime 
to ring and signal the end of class. She had enough evidence. 
This time she even knew what Theia had bought. There was 
no longer any way to hide it. Theia shouldn't be able to 
escape from Maki's pursuit. 

The moment Theia saw Maki approaching with her indigo 
notebook in hand, her expression stiffened and she tried to 
escape. However, Theia couldn't escape from Maki. Just 
before she could get up from her chair, Maki had grabbed her 
arm. 

“Theia-san” 

"Ugh” 

That was when Theia gave up on escaping. Her shoulders 
dropped and she slowly turned towards Maki with a 
frightened look. Her expression lacked her usual confidence. 

“This way" 


Maki pulled on Theia's hand and dragged her towards a 
corner in the classroom. Since they expected the topic to 
confuse the other classmates, Theia didn't resist. 

“This time I'll have you tell me" 

“l-l told you I have no intention of doing that" 

Theia's first act of resistance started when they began 
talking. With a flustered condition, Theia rejected to discuss 
in the first place. It was something she really didn't want to 
talk about. 


“I already know what you're using the unaccounted 



expenditures on” 

"You've already found out that much!?” 

Theia's eyes opened wide in surprise. Theia knew that Maki 
had started catching on, but she didn't think that she knew 
that much. Maki gently persuaded Theia. 

"It's not like I want to punish or corner you, Theia-san. But... I 
want to know the reason for your strange use of the 
unaccounted expenditures" 

"Uhh..." 

Theia instinctively flinched. It was a gesture very unlike her. 

"Theia-san, why are you using the unaccounted expenditures 
to buy clothes and accessories? Seeing as you supply the 
capital to begin with, I don't understand the reason as to why 
you'd do that" 

The unaccounted expenditures in question were being used 
by Theia to purchase clothes and accessories. But that was a 
strange thing. Theia personally supplied the band of knights 
with capital, so she could simply just buy them normally and 
nothing would change. If she used large amounts through the 
band of knights to bribe or sabotage that would be one thing, 
but Maki couldn't imagine any reason for why she'd use the 
unaccounted expenditures to buy clothes and accessories. 
She only saw it as something completely meaningless. That's 
why Maki was confused and wanted to hear the truth from 
Theia. If anything, had it been bribes or sabotage, Maki would 
have been satisfied once her investigation was done. 


... T-That's... 


Maki's questioning caused Theia's face to go red with shame. 



While it seemed meaningless to Maki, to Theia it was a 
necessity. And revealing that was incredibly difficult as a 
woman. However, Maki already knew the truth. So Theia 
finally gave in and explained herself. 

Before coming to Earth, Theia was pretty uninterested in how 
others saw her. She only concerned herself with showing 
others her power. Her turning point was finding people she 
considered equals on Earth. First it was Koutarou, and 
eventually many girls. After intimately associating with others 
Theia began considering her appearance of not just a leader 
but also as a girl. 

When comparing herself to the girls around her, Theia 
realized she was lacking in cuteness. Her behavior was 
aggressive and her clothes were refined and suitable for a 
leader. She had been so focused on displaying herself as a 
leader, she was completely lacking in cuteness. 

It was only natural she would turn out like that. In Forthorthe 
Theia had plenty of enemies so she had to live, showing off 
her power. Cuteness was considered a weakness for a leader 
and had to be hidden. 

But once she became conscious of that, it became hard to 
think she had to hide it because it was a weakness. She 
became envious of the girls around her. The ones that 
especially made her feel like that were Sanae, Yurika and 
none other than Maki. These three wore especially cute 
outfits. Sanae and Yurika loved cute things to begin with and 
starting this year, Maki started getting really girly. She 
admired Sanae's and Yurika's appearance and now Maki was 
starting to pull ahead of her. 

So Theia made up her mind and decided to make herself 
cuter. Changing her personality right away was difficult, so 
she started with her exterior. Thus Theia began spending 



money on fashion and accessories. 


However, the problem was that Theia was also a princess. 
Since she had plenty of enemies, she couldn't give them any 
openings. Since she had created an image of a strong 
princess, she wanted to keep the public from finding out that 
she wore cute clothes in private. In other words, she needed 
to completely separate work and private. 

That said, in Forthorthe, royals were public figures, and they 
were always required to be transparent with their capital. 
Even personal capital needed to be declared. Which meant 
that Theia buying cute clothes and accessories would be left 
on record. In other words, if the records were examined, her 
image would be ruined. So she needed to take measures to 
avoid that. 

Theia had a hard time telling the truth. She was embarrassed 
and ashamed, and her tone ended up being blunt. 

"... So I poured money into the band of knights used the 
unaccounted expenditures to buy them... with that my image 
won't be destroyed... I know it's s-stupid myself! But even 
then I couldn't endure it! If you want to laugh go ahead and 
do so!!" 

"So that's what it was..." 

However Theia's attitude didn't bother Maki. She could 
understand what Theia was talking about. 

When she first met Theia, Maki hadn't been too concerned 
with her appearance. In fact, she hated fashion and make-up 
as it concealed the real her. However, once she understood 
what it meant to love others, she began concerning herself 
with her appearance. She wanted the person she loved to 
think she was cute. 



But back then, Maki was still a member of Darkness Rainbow. 
There were all kinds of conflicts involved to protect her 
position and image. That's why Maki had to come up with all 
kinds of excuses when she wore cute outfits. She was in the 
same situation as Theia. 

"... You won't laugh?" 

Theia looked at Maki with confusion. Maki's reaction was 
unexpected. 

"I won't laugh. I've experienced something similar after all" 

Maki understood how Theia felt very well. That's why she 
didn't think to laugh at her, nor did she get upset. In fact, she 
felt a sense of intimacy knowing that they were the same. 

"Besides... it seems like we both have our complexes" 

"What?" 

"I admired your aggressiveness in your personal 
relationships. That's why I'd have to laugh at myself if I were 
to laugh at you..." 

The two were quite similar. Theia admired Maki's cute 
appearance and behavior. And Maki admired Theia's 
aggressiveness. In other words, they were chasing after one 
another. So Maki couldn't laugh at Theia, because it'd be the 
same as laughing at herself. 

"You..." 

"I admire being able to make a fuss together with Satomi-kun 
every day" 


"I could only ever do that, but I wanted to be like you” 



“That's why I won't laugh. Though... I think I can laugh at us 
having opposite complexes" 

"You're right. That's truly funny. Fufu, fufufu” 

"Fufufu" 

Theia and Maki looked at each other and laughed. They were 
envious of what the other had and they didn't, and chased 
after one another like a merry-go-round. Now that they 
understood one another's complexes, they couldn't help but 
laugh, wondering what they wanted to do. And more than 
anything, they were happy, having found someone that 
worried about the same thing. 

“I can laugh, but... Maki, if possible, I'd like you to keep this a 
secret” 

“That goes both ways. Ufufu" 

"I will protect your secret” 

“I will too, so please rest easy... that's right, rather than just 
protecting our secrets, why don't we make a deal?" 

"A deal?" 

“Something more active rather than just protecting our 
secrets" 

"him... interesting, tell me more" 

Eventually the two held hands, and decided to aim for a new 
goal together. If they were going to run in circles, since they 
weren't fixed in place like a merry-go-round, they should 
head towards their goal like a wheel. 


It had been cloudy in the morning, but after the school 



ended, the clouds had cleared up. As a result Maki and Theia 
cast long shadows as they walked in the setting sun. 

“What kind of clothes are you interested in, Theia-san?" 

“Right now it's tunics or what they were called. I'm interested 
in that fluffy silhouette" 

“Now that you mention it, your impression softens when 
wearing that" 

"I thought it would weaken my active impression" 

“You're right, you do have an energetic impression" 

"Right? I want to look more womanly though" 

“I get it. I used to be serious for a long time too" 

"Then you may become a little more frivolous" 

“Ahaha, I'll do just that... that's right, speaking of womanly, 
wouldn't a suit be a good fit?" 

"Wouldn't that be pushing it too far? I don't want to admit it 
but I have childlike proportions" 

"That gap might be good though" 

Maki's and Theia's destination were the fashion related shops 
lined up by the station. The two had come to buy clothes 
together. Every time they found an interesting shop they 
would enter and discuss clothes. But, perhaps very girlishly of 
them, despite entering several shops, they still hadn't made 
a purchase. 


“Hmm... by the way Maki, what kind of thing would you like?" 



“I want the opposite of yours” 

"Oh?” 

"Since I have a serious imagine, I want to look more active” 

"You do indeed have that impression. If anything I'd like to 
trade with you” 

"Ahaha, I'd love to do the same” 

"Fufufu... when it comes to active, short skirts or pants would 
be better" 

"How short are we talking about?" 

"For a skirt, 15 centimeters above the knee, and any pants 
should be shorts" 

"Isn't that too short?" 

"You're taller than me, so if you do it half assed you'll look 
less energetic and more cool" 

"I see... a lack of commitment might change my impression" 

"Indeed. On top of that, it might be a good idea to change 
your shoes into a pair that's easier to move around in. If you 
carelessly walk around in mules or sandals, you might end up 
looking cool as well" 

Both of their aims were set high. Or rather, because their 
ideal existed right in front of them, they wanted to get closer 
to it. But with a fundamental issue of different material, it 
wasn't that easy. As a result, only time passed. 


"It's hard to decide" 



"At this rate, we'll need to do something drastic” 


"That's right, Theia-san. What if we choose clothes that we 
can both wear?” 

"Both wear?" 

"Yes. Rather than going for the opposite right away, we pick 
clothes in the middle that both of us could wear” 

"Like I said before, you might end up looking cool instead. 

And I might look like I'm trying too hard to look grown up” 

"That would be bad as an end result, but wouldn't it be okay 
during the process of our change? Besides, if we look the 
same, that impression might be stronger" 

"I see... that might be a good first step” 

"Yes. Besides, it might be a good way to commemorate this 
day, don't you think?" 

"Fufu, I see, so we'll start from the same point” 

In the end, on their path to their ideal, the two chose to start 
at the middle ground between them. In other words, they 
would coordinate an outfit that mixed an active impression 
with a womanly one. The results might not be excellent, but it 
should work out better than suddenly wearing completely 
different outfits. 

"But, mixing energetic with womanly is difficult, isn't it?” 
"Culottes might be up for the job” 

"Then the shoes could be high heeled short boots” 

"Hm, it's starting to take shape already” 



Thanks to the guidelines of dressing up the same, they were 
able to decide on their coordination little by little. Since both 
of them needed to be able to wear the outfit without pushing 
it, it was easier to locate problematic spots compared to 
when they were just chasing after their ideal. As a result, the 
two had finished shopping before the sun fully set. 



Part 5 


The two revealed their newly purchased outfits the next day. 
They had made a promise to go play with some of their 
classmates. The two changed and put on make up together 
before standing in front of their classmates with throbbing 
hearts. They had some confidence but they were still anxious 
of the others opinion. Fortunately, the reactions were positive 
and smiles of relief flashed on Theia's and Maki's faces. Only 
one problem remained. Which was Koutarou, who still hadn't 
arrived at the gathering point. 

The classmates noticed their outfits the moment they saw 
them, but Koutarou didn't. He didn't notice until they reached 
their destination for today, the amusement park. 

"... Huh, looking closer, you're wearing the same outfit today, 
Theia, Aika-san" 

"You fool! Now you notice!?” 

"Ahaha, we actually bought these yesterday” 

To the two, Koutarou's opinion mattered more than anything. 
Having taken so long to notice, Theia got angry while Maki 
laughed. While their outfits were the same, their reactions 
were still the opposite. 

"Hey, Kou, check a girl's outfit and hair the moment you meet 
them” 

"Don't think I'm like you! I don't spend all my life looking at 
girls!” 

"Well said, Koutarou! That's my friend!” 



"Well, it'd be scary if Koutarou-kun suddenly started paying 
attention to girls like Mackenzie-kun” 

The classmates were also interested in when Koutarou would 
notice, so they had quietly been waiting for his reaction. 
Having finally realized, they threw out some jeers at him. Of 
course, there were few people on Koutarou's side, as only a 
few of the boys supported him. 

“Geez, what do you think mine and Maki's hearts were 
throbbing for” 

The one with the most negative opinion of Koutarou was 
Theia as expected. She crossed her arms and with puffed up 
cheeks she looked up at Koutarou like a displeased child. Her 
new outfit mixed cuteness with energeticness, but Theia was 
so aggressive it was lacking in impact. 









—Theia-san really is amazing... 


Maki felt admiration forTheia like that. Without harming her 
relationship with Koutarou, she continued her rather extreme 
speech and behavior. If she screwed up her consideration 
even a little, both of them would probably be hurt, yet that 
never happened. This was a special technique only Theia 
could pull off. 

“Maki, you say something too!" 

“Kyaa!?” 

That was when Theia grabbed Maki's hand and forcibly pulled 
her in front of Koutarou. Since she had been planning on 
remaining as an observer she was surprised by the sudden 
development. However, not saying anything now would be 
unnatural, so she desperately racked her brain and squeezed 
out words. 

“I wanted you to notice too, but that's because of our 
convenience so—" 

“Maki, are you planning on staying like that your entire life!?” 
"Uh!? ... S-Satomi-kun, you bone hea~d!!” 

"Hm, that's more like it” 

She had been positive at first, but with Theia's support she 
managed to squeeze out some verbal abuse. Even then it 
was moderate when compared to Theia, but it was an 
acceptable first step. 

“I'm sorry you two. But it wasn't like I was trying to ignore 
you. I was late so I was too rushed to notice” 



"Then hurry up and give us your frank impression” 

"Despite your different personalities and physiques I'm 
impressed you managed to find something that looks good 
on you both” 

”T-Thank you, Satomi-kun" 

However, Maki's weak dissatisfaction only lasted for a few 
seconds as her expression turned into an embarrassed smile 
when Koutarou said that the outfit looked good on her. She 
was happy she bought new clothes. However, Theia couldn't 
forgive Maki's reaction. 

"Maki, don't get deceived so easily!” 

"But I was happy—” 

"You're too easy on Koutarou! Be more strict!” 

"U-Uhm... Satomi-kun, tell me I look cute!!” 

"Good, that's more like it” 

"Hey now...” 

After that, Maki continued verbally abusing Koutarou at 
Theia's urging. 

—What's going on here, I wonder... 

It seemed quite clear that Maki was being forced by Theia, 
but she didn't seem to dislike it. If anything she looked like 
she had fun. 

"Go tell that idiot off some more" 


"You're so serious, Satomi-kun!” 



"Is that supposed to be verbal abuse?” 

"U-Uhm... maybe it's something different...” 

Since Maki was so unaccustomed to being selfish with others, 
she appeared rather pleased. It didn't seem like she meant 
what she was saying, so Koutarou left the two to do as they 
pleased. He wanted to continue looking at the two energetic 
and cute girls who were slightly different from normal. 



Part 6 


As they entered the amusement park, Koutarou and the 
others headed towards a new attraction that was completed 
recently. It was a virtual game where you used guns to fight 
against zombies. Everyone could play it together, and at the 
same time they could compete on points, it was a very 
popular attraction with the young people. 

“Alright Maki, this is where we team up and make Koutarou 
and the others cry uncle” 

"But, I want to help Satomi-kun—” 

“Maki, you can help him any time, however there are only a 
few times when you get a chance to face him up front! This is 
where you should be going all out!” 

”1 see... that is very informative" 

Even here, Maki and Theia decided to team up to fight 
against Koutarou. In order to defeat Koutarou and Kenji, they 
needed to work together. 

There was actually a clear reason for why Maki and Theia 
worked together and dressed the same. That was because of 
the deal they had made on the day Theia had revealed the 
reason behind her use of the unaccounted expenditures. 

The deal was that Maki would help Theia get cuter. With that, 
Theia stopped using the band of knights capital to buy 
clothes and instead, it was decided that Maki would give the 
clothes to Theia as a present. With that, the safety of the 
accounting books increased even more, and on top of that 
Maki could advise Theia on cute clothes. Theia's fashion 



sense wasn't that bad, but when it came to Earth fashion, she 
was inexperienced. Maki being with her was very welcome. 


And in return, Theia would teach Maki about aggressive 
relationships. Since Maki had a serious and introverted 
personality, she was bad at being active around those she 
was close to. So Theia would support her in her endeavors. To 
Maki, this was a big chance to improve on her faults. 

In short, the deal the two had made consisted of Maki 
teaching Theia about cuteness and Theia teaching Maki 
about extremes. It was a positive deal that would help both of 
them make up for what they were lacking. 

“I will prioritize defeating enemies with weapons. I want you 
to keep the other enemies from getting close” 

"I understand. Let's call out when we need to reload” 

"Got it! Then let's go!" 

"Yes, let's do our best!” 

The two challenged the attraction together. As they stood 
lined up by the starting point, their expressions were brighter 
and more cheerful than ever. While their intentions might 
have started out differently, there was no longer any doubt 
that the two were closer than ever before. 



The Great War in Inner Space 


Part 1 


On the midafternoon of a certain Saturday, Koutarou and the 
others were playing a board game they had pulled out from 
the wardrobe. The players were Koutarou, Yurika, Maki, Theia 
and Clan. Because some of the people relevant were missing 
there would be no movement in points in regards to the 
ownership of the room. They were simply playing because 
they wanted to. Since it was clear skies outside, the sun's 
light streamed through the window and into the room. While 
wrapped in the soft sunlight of Autumn the game slowly 
progressed. 

“It's your turn, Aika-san” 

"O-Okay” 

Urged by Koutarou, Maki nervously put her hand on the game 
board's roulette wheel. Having grown up without playing a lot 
of games, she was still a little nervous even after getting 
more used to it. 


Ei! 


// 


The roulette wheel spun around as Maki let out a cute shout. 
In the game Koutarou and the others were playing, the 
number given by this roulette wheel told them how far they 
could move in this haunted European-style building. 

"... Four. Maki-chan, please move up four steps” 



"One, two, three and four” 


"Let's see here 'Whilst you're exploring the dining room, you 
hear a noise coming from thin air. Draw an event card'... I 
wonder what happened” 

"Bertorion, the event cards” 

"Here, Maki-san, draw one" 

"Okay” 

Obeying the instructions on the space she stopped on, Maki 
drew a card. The content written on the card would be what 
Maki experienced. 

"Uhm 'A knight in armor suddenly attacks! ... Or so you 
thought, but it was just a decoration left in the room. Nothing 
in particular happens' is what it says” 

"Lucky” 

"That might not be the case. If an enemy appears you might 
get some treasure” 

"Yurika, you're one the safety first side, aren't you” 

"If you die then everything is for nothing after all. Treasure 
and food are only useful if you're alive" 

The girls were split on how to interpret the event. Listening in 
on them, Koutarou felt like the different interpretations fit the 
girls perfectly. 

"Fufu" 

That was when Maki began laughing. 



“What is it, Aika-san?" 

“Don't you think the horror in this game is lame?" 

"Hm? Yeah, you're right" 

“But when I imagined Satomi-kun attacking me... I couldn't 
help but find it funny" 

“Ah, that's what you meant" 

When mentioning a knight in armor, the first one to pop up in 
the minds of those related to room 106 was Koutarou. That's 
why, despite the horror being lame, Maki instinctively found 
herself calming down. There was already a serious lack in 
tension as they were playing the game in broad daylight, but 
with this any remaining tension was blown away. 

“What would you do then, Aika-san?" 

“I'd probably scream out and thrown a bunch of things at 
you" 

"I can see that happening" 

“Then let's throw some" 

"Theia!?" 

"Men, begin your attack!" 

“"Yes Sir"" 

Following Theia's order, the girls threw things at Koutarou all 
at once. But they didn't want to hurt Koutarou and they didn't 
want to ruin the room. So they were throwing clothes, 
cushions, towels, newspapers and other things that wouldn't 
do much damage. The thing that looked like it would hurt the 



most was the instant noodles. Of course, it hurt Yurika the 
most. 


How do I put this... yeah, this is hard to say but... 

Koutarou couldn't really get angry at the girls when they 
played with such gentleness. If anything, he wanted to 
respond to that playfulness of theirs. 

"You guys!" 

""Kyaa Kyaa Kyaa!” 

So Koutarou gathered up what had been thrown at him and 
threw it back all at once. Being such a small room, the girls 
had nowhere to escape. And just like Koutarou, the girls were 
covered in all kinds of articles. But even then, the girls were 
smiling. They had expected Koutarou to counterattack like 
that, so it was only natural. 



Part 2 


Like that, the game progressed despite several derailments 
over unnecessary details. This time around, Maki put up a 
good fight as a novice, and Yurika pulled through with sheer 
luck and the game developed into a showdown between the 
two. 

"Maki-chan, this is our final match!” 

"I've come this far, I won't lose now, Yurika!" 

Having overcome various troubles, the two now had a great 
relationship, and they enjoyed the confrontation as friends. 

"... Yurika's only ever strong when it doesn't matter if she 
loses" 

Koutarou smiled as he looked at the two. The fact that the 
two were having fun was conveyed to Koutarou as well. 
Considering everything that had happened, this was a 
warming sight. 

"She's timid when it really counts after all" 

Clan smiled as well. But rather than making fun of them, she 
had the same warming feeling as Koutarou did. Lately, Clan 
had started to honestly show her feelings. 

"What are you saying. Even though you think Yurika is 
actually too strong when she truly can't afford to lose" 

Theia was amazed at Koutarou's words. While Yurika was 
awfully weak when defeated. When punishments are given 
out for losing, she suddenly starts losing hard. However, 
when she truly can't afford to lose, in the true meaning of the 



word, such as when someone's life is at stake, she had the 
strength to never lose. And Koutarou believed that strength 
of hers would only bring unhappiness. That's why he 
welcomed this kind of situation where she can win when 
she's allowed to lose, and lose when she has to win. Because 
that meant that everything was peaceful. 

“You don't have the right to laugh at Yurika winning" 

“How harsh" 

"Fufu, Bertorion, I bet you want Yurika to always be like a 
younger sister always causing trouble” 

"I'm aware of that feeling" 

Koutarou wanted not only Yurika, but also Maki, Theia and 
Clan to live peacefully as well. He no longer had any 
intentions of hiding those feelings. 

That was when, completely ignoring the atmosphere, 
Koutarou's stomach let out a growl. The time was already 
past noon, so it was about time for lunch. 

“Oh?" 

“Geez, watch your manners, Koutarou" 

"Sorry, sorry" 

“There's no point in expecting manners from this man" 
"Satomi-kun, once this is over, let's have lunch" 

"Yeah, that's for the best" 


“Then let's do that" 



The game was already reaching its last stage, so lunch would 
be had once it was over. However, there was just one big 
problem with that. 

“But who will prepare the meal? Or should we order 
delivery?" 

The ones not here had left in the morning. With neither Kiriha 
nor Ruth, who usually made the meals, here, they would need 
to procure their lunch through some mean. 

“That's right, how about the loser makes it?" 

Simply deciding through rock, paper, scissors, or calling 
delivery would be boring. So Koutarou figured that a good 
idea would be to have the outcome of the game they were 
currently playing decide who makes lunch. 

“Why would you say that now!? That's something you decide 
from the start!!" 

Theia suddenly erupted into anger. Since she valued victory 
and defeat, she didn't like changing the rules part ways 
through. 

“I'm saying it because it's now. Right now, it will either be 
me, you or Clan, right?" 

Koutarou glanced towards Yurika as he spoke. With Yurika and 
Maki vying for the top spot, and the other three behind them, 
chances were high that one of them would have to prepare 
lunch. In other words, they didn't have to worry about having 
to eat Yurika's food. 

"... You are right" 


"I don't mind either" 



Theia and Clan quickly caught on to Koutarou's intentions. 
They both shared the perception that Yurika's food was 
dangerous. 

“It's your turn next, Satomi-san" 

"Alright” 

Having reached a consensus on lunch, Koutarou and the 
other three returned to the game. The game finished roughly 
15 minutes after that. 



Part 3 


Maki managed to take first place in the game. She protected 
her lead until the end and passed the goal first. Carrying a 
ton of treasures, she was the top by far. Second place went to 
Theia, with the rule of being forced to make lunch if she lost, 
she improved her game by a lot, and she crawled all the way 
up to second place in the end. She couldn't catch up to Maki, 
but she easily did the best once the new rule was added, so 
she could take pride in her second place. 

Third place went to Clan. Compared to Theia, she was more 
careful and more defensive, so she couldn't reach Theia in 
the final stages of the game. She simply played the game to 
avoid taking last place. 

Koutarou ended up as fourth. He went out big in an attempt 
to beat Theia. Attempting a high risk high reward play style, 
he entered the treasury in the basement of the mansion. As a 
result, Koutarou was defeated by the board's enemies and 
lost a lot of treasure. If he hadn't tried to compete with Theia, 
he would have been a good match for Clan, but his position 
was a result of losing his bet. 

And finally, last place went to Yurika. Despite being loaded 
with treasure, she was in last place by the time the game 
ended. Her play was enough to dumbfound the others, but at 
the same time make them go 'Aah, I thought so'. 

"Uhh, uuuuhhh" 

"Yurika... you really are weak against immediate profit..." 

"Uuhh, b-but, if I had rolled high enough to get the treasure 
then... uuhh" 



Yurika cried as she spoke the reason for her defeat. Before 
the goal there was a fork in the road, splitting the paths into 
a safe path leading directly to the exit, and a path through 
the treasury. When Yurika arrived at that fork, having 
managed to hold back Maki and her overwhelming luck, she 
ended up entering the treasury just because she'd end up 
stopping at the perfect square. She was supported by her 
thoughts that she wouldn't get last place because of some 
danger with this much treasure on her. Just like she had 
hoped, Yurika managed to obtain a lot of treasure, enough to 
convince everyone that she would finish first. 

However, that was the start of her fall. After that, Yurika 
never stopped at a treasure square again, and ended up 
being attacked by enemies nonstop. If she beat an enemy 
she'd get treasure, but the enemies that appeared here were 
strong. Before long, she had been robbed of everything she 
had and she passed the goal with nothing to show. 

“In the very end, you lost to your greed and lost your luck..." 

“You really are an unfortunate fellow. Maybe you're cursed?" 

Clan and Theia felt perplexed by the unexpected outcome. 
They had taken measures to keep Yurika from finishing last, 
yet Yurika had jumped into the position herself. 

“Aah... then what if I make lunch?" 

Unable to see any value in a lunch made from Yurika, 
Koutarou offered to make lunch himself. That was because 
excluding Yurika, he was in last place. 

“That might be for the best" 

“I have no objections" 



Neither Theia nor Clan had any objections. Koutarou might 
not be the best at cooking, but he could at least make edible 
food. The two at least trusted that. 

“That's right. That's for the best!" 

Yurika was also happy that she wouldn't have to make lunch 
herself. She had a happy smile that made the tears from 
before look like a lie. Yurika found cooking to be a pain, so 
she didn't really want to do it. Maki sent a suspicious glance 
towards Yurika. 

“Yurika... it's only natural that everyone says there's no way 
you can cook, but are you fine with that?" 

“Eeeeeh!? Really!?” 

With Maki pointing that out, Yurika realized for the first time 
that everyone were working under the assumption that she 
couldn't cook. Yurika puffed up her cheeks and pressed 
Koutarou. 

“Satomi-san, I will make lunch!” 

"Even if you say that, you can't cook, can you?” 

It wasn't like Koutarou was trying to be malicious. He had 
observed Yurika's sloppy lifestyle for over a year and a half. 
And during that time, he had never seen her properly cook 
even once. Moreover, her grades in home economics were 
remarkably low. If she was actually good at cooking, that 
would be a miracle. It was because he thought of Yurika like 
that, that Koutarou offered to take her place. 

“I can! I made food when I was together with Nana-san!!” 

However, Yurika gave an unexpected response. When she 
had been Nana's cooperator, the two had lived together. 



That's why she would often be in charge of housework, and 
make dinner. 


"W-Was that so” 

"You're awful, Satomi-san. Yes, I can't cook as well as you, but 
I'm still a girl, it's not like I can't cook at all” 

"Well, I'm sorry” 

"Nana-san even praised me once, saying I was good at 
pouring up the hot water!!" 

"Like I said, I'm sorry” 

"I will make it!! I will definitely make you say it's delicious!!" 

Yurika was completely sulking. She was a girl, so she was 
offended by Koutarou assuming she didn't have the skills a 
girl usually had. She couldn't stand being misunderstood by 
the person she wanted to see her as a girl the most. Yurika's 
small amount of pride was stimulated, giving her motivation. 

"I wonder if we'll be okay..." 

"If Yurika is going to say that much, we'll probably be okay" 

"I can only hope..." 

Maki was being optimistic but Clan and Theia didn't share her 
point of view. Their image of the normal Yurika was too 
strong, so they couldn't fully believe in her. Moreover, their 
sense of taste was different from Maki, who was born in the 
slums and lived off of anything she could. 

After Yurika entered the question, she fell silent for a while. 
She didn't come asking for help, so Koutarou and the others 
assumed that Yurika actually could cook. However, that 



wasn't the case. Yurika was so quiet because she was at a 
loss over what to do. By the time Koutarou and the others 
realized their misunderstanding, the damage was already 
done. 

"... You're telling us to eat this?” 

"Uwaaaaa!!” 

Yurika broke down crying over the tea table. Suspicious 
smoke was rising from a black something in the plates. 

"What is this black mass?" 

"Considering it's fully carbonized, it was probably a type of 
plant" 

"I got it, this is yakisoba!" 

"I see! So that's why it's somewhat long and thick!" 
"Uwaaaaaaaa!!" 

The black mass in question was yakisoba that had been 
cooking for too long. Of course it wasn't like Yurika wanted to 
make something like that. She was vaguely aware of her own 
abilities, so she wanted to make something simple, which 
was a good idea. However, she messed up the heat, and the 
order to put the ingredients in, and she was also distracted 
by what was going on in the inner room and took her eyes off 
the frying pan. As a result, the black mass was created. It was 
Yurika's pride turned into ash. 

"I hate it, I hate this world where a girl's value is decided by 
whether or not she can cook!! I hate the people who invented 
cooking!!" 


Yurika banged the table with her fist as she cried. She was so 



mortified over having shown such disgraceful behavior. This 
was clearly Yurika's own fault, as she cut corners during 
home economics, but she couldn't admit that. Yurika could 
only shed tears and bang on the table. 

"W-Well, isn't that okay. For a girl not to be able to cook I 
mean” 

While it may have been her own fault, Koutarou couldn't just 
leave her alone as she cried, and he tried to console her as 
he smiled wryly. That was when Yurika looked up at Koutarou 
with a glance of doubt. 

”... Then, could you make a girl who can't cook your 
girlfriend, or even marry her, Satomi-san?” 

When Yurika spoke those words, the remaining girls all turned 
to look at Koutarou. Theia, Clan and Maki were all aware that 
they weren't that good at cooking. That's why they were very 
interested in the answer to this question. Their expressions 
all turned stiff. 

"Yeah. That's not what's important. Besides, you can practice 
cooking whenever you want. If you think it's necessary you 
can just learn it. If you have something more important, I 
don't mind you focusing on that” 

Hearing Koutarou's clear response, the girls' expressions 
lightened up and showed signs of relief. They then began 
worrying whether they should focus on learning cooking, or 
something else. 

"Then, imagine there being two girls with similar personalities 
and looks, who you have similar memories with” 


Yeah 



"One of them can cook, and the other can't. Which one would 
you choose?” 

"Well... the one who can, right?" 

"Uwaaaaaaaa!!” 

"H-Hey, Yurika” 

"I really am no goood!! UaaaaaaahM” 

However, Yurika alone showed a different response to the 
other three girls, and she broke down over the tea table once 
more. That was because she had realized that she was the 
worst cook amongst the girls of room 106. 



Part 4 


When Shizuka returned to room 106, the first thing she 
noticed was the smell of synthetic seasoning. It wasn't an 
unfamiliar smell in room 106, as Yurika would often eat 
instant noodles. That's why Shizuka figured the situation was 
the same now, but reality was different. 







“What's wrong everyone!? Why are you eating that!?" 


For some reason, everyone was eating instant noodles. The 
five of them surrounded the tea table and slurped on 
noodles, giving off the strangest vibe. Especially Yurika as she 
was eating and crying at the same time. 

“Well, Yurika—" 

Koutarou pointed out Yurika, trying to explain the situation to 
Shizuka. 

“Shizuka-san!!" 

That was when Yurika pounced on her. 

“Y-Yurika-chan!?" 

"Please, please teach me how to cook!” 

And as she clung onto Shizuka, she begged her to teach her 
how to cook with tears in her eyes. When it came to skill, 
Kiriha was better, but Shizuka was part of the cooking 
society, so she had plenty of recipes and was good at 
teaching. When it came to learning from the basics, Shizuka 
was the best. 

“Please! Teach me how to cook well enough so I won't have 
to be ashamed!!" 

"... Satomi-kun, what happened here?" 

“Actually—” 

Koutarou explained what happened to the perplexed Shizuka 
as Yurika continued to cling on to her and beg. 



By the time Koutarou's explanation was over, the other girls 
who were out had come back as well. As a result, the number 
of people increased to ten. In order to reduce the 
crampedness, some of the girls used Clan's invention to sit 
on the wall and ceiling. It was a common sight in room 106 as 
of late. 

"— and that's why today's lunch turned into instant noodles” 
"I see. You really are unlucky, Yurika-chan” 

"Uuhhh” 

”1 understand how you feel” 

"Cooking, please teach me about cookiiiing" 

"No problem. You can rely on me” 

"Thank you very muuuch!” 

Having learned of the circumstances, Shizuka accepted 
Yurika's request. She was a girl as well. She understood 
Yurika's feelings of wanting to have her dishes praised by the 
person she loved, and how she'd feel if she messed up. With 
her meddling personality included, she wanted to help Yurika 
if possible. 

"In return, could you participate in the cook-off with a dish 
you've learned?” 

"A cook-off?" 

"That's right. The truth is that the cooking society will be 
holding a cook-off during the culture festival” 

There was also one more reason for helping Yurika. That was 
to get Yurika to participate in the cook-off. Time was moving, 





and it would soon be October and the culture festival would 
take place in November. The cooking society that Shizuka 
was part of participated in the culture festival every year. By 
the way, last year they made a recipe book which also served 
as a report on their activities. When they were discussing 
what to do this year, the cook-off was brought up. 

Wanting to compete on a larger scale every now and then, 
they easily decided on the cook-off. However, there was just 
one problem. That was that at the moment, there would be 
too few participants. 

Like the name suggested, the cooking society was not a club. 
The regulations of Kitsushouharukaze high school said that 
once a society had enough members, it would be promoted 
to a club. But sadly, the cooking society didn't have enough 
for that. Which also meant that even with all of the members 
participating, they were still too few. 

So the cooking society decided to recruit participants. People 
outside of the society, and even people outside of the school 
were ok. There were no restrictions on gender or age. By 
doing that, they hoped to create a large contest. 

“Even if I practice a lot, would I really be okay at a cook-off..." 

Yurika was uneasy. She went into deep thoughts as she wiped 
her tears away. That was when Sanae smiled and called out 
to her. 

“You don't have to worry. I'm joining too" 

"You too, Sanae-chan? Then, maybe I will be okay..." 

Hearing that Sanae would participate, Yurika felt that the 
cook-off was okay with beginners as well. Sanae should be 
roughly as good as Yurika after all. 



If I'm with Sanae-chan, even if I do poorly, I might not have to feel 
ashamed... 


Sanae participating was reassuring for Yurika, and she 
became more positive in regards to participating. She also 
felt like it was only fair for Shizuka to want something in 
return for helping her how to cook. 

“You'll be fine. You just have to go big" 

“Maybe I will" 

Sanae's confident smile was the deciding factor. Yurika 
decided to participate in the cook-off together with Sanae. 
Being together with a familiar face with similar skills was 
encouraging. 

However, Yurika's thinking was fundamentally wrong. Like 
she thought Sanae-chan was a terrible cook. Even if she had 
time to cook, she would rather do something more fun. But 
that wasn't true for Sanae-san. Because of her previously 
weak constitution, she would rarely leave home, and learned 
housework from her mother, Kanae. This of course included 
cooking. That's why Sanae overall knew how to cook. She 
wasn't on the same level as Yurika. 

“Thank you, Yurika-chan! Let's work hard on practicing!" 

With one more participant for the cook-off decided. Shizuka 
grasped Yurika's hands with a big smile on her face. 

“Yes, I look forward to working with you!" 

Yurika squeezed Shizuka's hand in return. Like that, it was 
decided that Yurika would participate in the culture festival's 
cook-off, all the while she was unaware that she would take 
last place. 



Part 5 


Shizuka and Sanae weren't the only two, but Kiriha, Ruth and 
Harumi would also participate in the cook-off. They had left in 
the morning to join a meeting about the cook-off. 

"... Since it was the first meeting, we decided on the date for 
the event and a rough schedule on what to do until then” 

"Kiriha-san is amazing you know? She calculated how many 
people and things would be needed when and where in an 
instant. It really helped because the cooking society only had 
rough estimates" 

Shizuka explained the situation while looking up to Kiriha. 

She had brought Kiriha into the contest because she held 
Kiriha's cooking skills in high regard, but that proved to be a 
huge success. If Kiriha was left in charge of management, the 
event would surely succeed. 

"Well... compared to a surface invasion, I guess managing a 
contest is easy” 

As Koutarou said that, Kiriha smiled. 

"So it is. However, but using your head is fun. Being able to 
continue doing this is proof of how peaceful it is” 

Kiriha was enjoying the situation. Her ideal was to only ever 
have to use her brain for things like this. Using it for battles 
or invasion was nothing but misfortune. She wished that she 
would only ever have to think about this. 

"That's right, Kasagi-san” 

With a pause appearing in the discussion, Harumi clapped 



her hands together and smiled. As she did, the eyes of 
everyone else turned towards her. 


“Why not have Theiamillis-san and the others participate 
too?” 

"Us too?" 

Theia, Clan and Maki who had been left out until now all 
opened their eyes wide in surprise. After looking at each 
other for a moment, they turned back to Harumi. 

“Since six out of nine are participating, why don't we all 
participate and have fun. We want more participants too 
anyways” 

"You're right!" 

The people not participating in room 106 were already the 
minority. Shizuka agreed, that they might as well all join. So 
she spoke to the remaining three with a smile. 

“How about it, Theia-chan, Clan-san, Aika-san?" 

"Cooking, huh... I haven't cooked all that much..." 

Theia had learned cooking as part of her basic education. 
However, her personality didn't go well with detailed work. 
And with Ruth being a good cook, she naturally left it to her. 
So even though she was asked to participate she couldn't 
answer right away. 

“Your Highness, wouldn't it be alright?" 

"Ruth..." 

"It wouldn't be a bad form of entertainment to try your hand 
at Earth's cooking at least once. It's a good opportunity to 



learn of the minds of the people on Earth” 

However, as Ruth said that, she glanced at Koutarou for a 
moment, which let Theia reach her decision. 

"Hm, that's a fair point. It's also a good opportunity to show 
my power to the people of Earth! Shizuka, I will participate 
too!” 

Ruth was correct. She believed that cooking on her own at 
least once would help with her understanding of Earth. 

"Then it's decided! What about you, Clan-san?” 

”... What should I do” 

Clan had never cooked even once in her life. She had been 
fully focused on science, so she had left everything else to 
others. All she knew about cooking were the scientific 
components and how to push the button on the automatic 
cooking machine. She had no confidence in her ability to 
make anything herself. As she pondered what to do, Koutarou 
grinned at her. 

"Cooking is impossible for Clan” 


"W-Why!?” 


"If you could, then I wouldn't have had to suffer that much" 

When Koutarou and Clan had been alone, Koutarou had to 
continually take care of her until they could return to the 
present. That's why he knew better than anyone that Clan 
couldn't do any housework. Of course, cooking was out of the 
question. 


"How rude! Even I can cook!” 



“You don't have to be so stubborn. You'll only regret it later" 


"Science is what's needed to cook! I will prove it to you!” 

"Try to keep it in moderation" 

"Shizuka, I will participate too!" 

Clan wanted to show Koutarou up, and decided to do so by 
participating in the contest. She started getting really 
passionate in order to get Koutarou to say it tastes good. As a 
result, after announcing her participation, she looked to be 
starting up some calculations. 

“Fufu, got it" 

Shizuka smiled at Clan's appearance and turned to look at 
Koutarou. She then, making sure Clan couldn't see, pressed 
her right hand thumb and index finger together to form a 
circle, as if to say thank you for your cooperation. 

“Aika-san, what about you?” 

Finally, Shizuka turned to Maki. She was the only one not 
showing anything. 

“I don't have any confidence in my cooking though" 

"Really? But..." 

Shizuka got closer to Maki and whispered into her ear. As she 
did, Maki's expression changed. 

“Really!?” 

"Yeah" 

“Then I'm participating! I'm definitely participating!" 



Shizuka had whispered something of greet meaning to Maki, 
which made her decide on participating right away. She was 
full of motivation and in high spirits. 

“Okay, then it's decided that everyone will participate" 

Satisfied with the increase in participants, Shizuka flashed a 
big smile. Adding the girls of room 106 to the members of the 
cooking society meant that they now had over ten 
participants. Fortunately, the girls all seemed motivated, so it 
looked like the contest should get really heated up. 

“Give it your all okay" 

Koutarou cheered for the girls as if it had nothing to do with 
him. He didn't want to interrupt a match between girls, so he 
was planning on enjoying the contest as a spectator. He 
casually sipped on his tea as he listened to the other girls 
talk. 

“Satomi-kun, why are you acting like you're not involved?” 
"Eh?" 

“It's been decided that you're going to be the judge" 

"What!? This is the first I'm hearing about this!" 

“I recommended you, and it was agreed on by seven votes” 

Out of the seven who voted for Koutarou were Shizuka 
herself, Kiriha, Sanae, Harumi and Ruth. Since the cooking 
society didn't even have five members, these five votes 
alone were the majority. 

“Why me!?” 


"Because I thought you'd do it if I asked” 



"W-Well, that's true, but...” 

Like Shizuka said, Koutarou had no intentions of declining. He 
wouldn't refuse anything the girls were serious about 
challenging. However, he couldn't hide his confusion from the 
surprise nomination. 

"We had a proper reason too” 

"What kind of reason?” 

"Satomi-kun is actually secretly popular with the girls. In 
truth, there were two more votes apart from ours, right?” 

"Ehh!? ... wait, that's not true” 

Koutarou's eyes were wide open. He had a hard time 
believing her. 

"I'm sure you're not aware of it yourself, but... ever since the 
plays, you've become famous you know? So if you're the 
judge, then I think there will be more participants and 
spectators” 

That was the reason for Shizuka recommending Koutarou. 
Shizuka put her expectations on the pulling powers of the 
admired Sir Blue Knight. Her intuition told her that having 
Koutarou wear a blue outfit reminiscent of the Blue Knight 
and having him sit on the judge's chair would serve as a 
powerful weapon. However, there were those against that 
idea, and Theia was their forefront. 

"However... Koutarou doesn't get any love letters of 
Valentine's chocolate. Aren't you expecting too much of 
him?” 


Theia's point was very justifiable. Even after the Blue Knight 
plays, Koutarou showed no signs of being surrounded by girls. 



He didn't get any love letters, nor did he get any chocolate 
on Valentine's day apart from the girls of room 106, and a 
chocolate from the kindergarten children addressed to Baron 
Demon. It was hard to believe he'd be able to pull in any 
customers. 

“The normal Satomi-kun is big and scary. That's why it's hard 
for them to act directly. Besides, he's always acting like an 
idiot” 

However, Shizuka was confident. When she joined with girls 
from other classes during PE, Koutarou would get mentioned 
from time to time. He should have a high potential to attract 
customers, it just didn't show. 

"Koutarou Isn't as easy to talk to as Glasses-kun after all" 

Sanae clung onto Koutarou's back as she spoke. If he was 
popular it would be hard for her to do this, so she wanted him 
to remain unpopular. 

"That's right, I'm planning on asking Mackenzie-kun to be one 
of the judges too" 

"I see. So Mackenzie will pull in the people on the surface, 
while Koutarou pulls in the hidden ones" 

"Please help us, Satomi-kun!" 

"I don't really mind, but..." 

"Alright! Thank you, Satomi-kun!" 

He was still worried if they would be okay with him, but he 
had no reason to refuse, so he nodded towards Shizuka who 
had brought her hands together and lowered her head. Thus 
Koutarou ended up participating in the cook-off in a different 
fashion from the rest of the girls. 



Part 6 


The culture festival would be held over two days. And as 
usual, the final day was planned to be on the Culture Day, 
November 3. Since the date was now already at late 
September, the girls had roughly a month left. They used that 
limited time to prepare in their own ways. 

Harumi's plan was simple. While she could cook, she didn't 
do so daily as she still lived at home with her parents. As a 
result, she wasn't as good as Ruth, Kiriha or Shizuka. So she 
chose something she could make without mistake, within the 
limited time of the cook-off. She wanted to put out something 
she knew that the judges would be able to eat. 

“What should I do... maybe I should be a little adventurous... 
but it would become harder...” 

Harumi was in the corner of the supermarket, and furrowed 
her eyebrows in deep thought. While she always seemed 
calm, right now she was serious. As expected, Harumi is a girl 
as well, so she was getting passionate about the contest. 

“Maybe I should give it a try... it's more positive than not 
doing anything...” 

Harumi was going to make a Salisbury steak. It was a 
standard menu found in any recipe book, and Harumi had 
made it countless times. However, just following a recipe 
without any twists was less of Harumi cooking and more the 
writer of the recipe cooking. So Harumi wanted to add her 
own little twist to it. What she was thinking about was what 
she should do. 

“Alright, let's practice it once. Then I can decide on what to 



Harumi was thinking of putting cheese in the Salisbury steak. 
But doing that would of course increase the difficulty. Adding 
something with different characteristics such as cheese 
meant that she would have to adjust the temperature when 
cooking the Salisbury steak. Moreover, depending on the 
amount and type of cheese she used, the temperature 
required for melting it would differ, and that alone would 
increase the variation by a lot, and as the steak was being 
heated up, the cheese would melt, making it easier to 
crumble apart. It would be a bore if the cheese was already 
visible before the judges could even put their knife in the 
dish. 

That made Harumi realize that adding in cheese to the 
Salisbury steak might be beyond her skills. Which was why 
she was deep in thought by the cheese corner. 

"If it's too difficult, I could use cheese sauce... yeah, let's do 
that!" 

Harumi decided to try making a Salisbury steak with cheese 
inside, and if that seemed too difficult, she would switch to 
making a normal steak with cheese sauce. Rather than being 
obsessed with the steak itself, she could just have the dish in 
its entirety show her personality. It was a very Harumi-esque 
polite and flexible idea. 



Part 7 


In Ruth's case, her biggest problem was that she was an 
alien. When it came to cooking skills, she was second to 
Kiriha, but she was still learning about Earth's cooking. She 
was quick to understand, but she would sometimes get 
puzzled by the difference in methodology. 

"... If it's come to this, it might be safer to make something 
I've made before...” 

Ruth was looking over recipes in the classroom all by herself. 
She was operating her bracelet and stared at a list of recipes 
being displayed. It was a list of dishes she had made up until 
now. 

"If I change it to display the frequency... then as expected, it 
would be something like this..." 

If she was going to cook something she was familiar with, 
then the dishes she had made the most often were curry, 
yakiniku, hand-rolled sushi, Salisbury steak and pasta, all 
dishes children would love. Since lots of residents in room 
106 had childish tastes, it was only natural. 

"Now that I think about it, Harumi-sama mentioned that she 
would make Salisbury steak... so contest oriented dishes 
would be curry or pasta, or maybe even omelette with rice 
since it's next in line? Hmm... maybe, curry..." 

As Ruth was reliant on data, she began leaning towards curry 
which she had made the most times. However, she was also 
somewhat uneasy. 

"However... curry is like a national food, and there's 



differences between homes... that might become a problem” 

There was a pitfall with curry that couldn't be seen in the 
data. While it might be classified the same, curry could have 
a different taste in every home. In other words, there were 
different dishes with the same name. That could be 
considered very dangerous. 

"Alright, then let's go with omelette with rice!" 

In the end, Ruth decided to go with omelette with rice. 
Compared to curry and pasta, there was a clearer image of 
how it should look. It was a simple dish consisting of a baked 
egg on top of chicken pilaf, with ketchup on top. It was an 
accessible dish with everyone sharing the same perception of 
it. While it wasn't as popular as curry, Ruth figured that it 
might actually score higher as it's image was more solid. 

"Then what's important is the flag" 

There was also a weapon only available to the omelette with 
rice. That was the flag. Unlike curry and pasta, omelette and 
rice could be made more playful through the use of a flag, 
and Ruth was aware one of the judges was very weak against 
playful designs like that. 



Part 8 


Harumi and Ruth were planning on putting out dishes with 
easy to understand good sides to them, but Kiriha had a 
different way of thinking. Rather than competing with a single 
dish, she was planning on placing several dishes on a tray 
and compete with that. Using rice and miso soup as her base, 
she would add on side dishes and vegetables, making 
something like a set meal. Though a different way to put it 
might be homemade food. 

"Ane-san, why don't you use your special move Ho?” 

"Or do you have an ace up up your sleeve Ho?" 

"No, I won't do anything special. I am aiming for the ultimate 
normal" 

"The ultimate normal Ho?" 

"I don't get it Ho-!" 

"A taste you'd never get tired of even if you ate it every day. 
And something the cook can make without change. I want to 
make the ultimate version of that" 

Kiriha wanted to make something that could be eaten daily, 
and she pursued the ultimate taste that allowed that. It not 
only had to have a taste you couldn't get tired off, but also 
balanced from a nutritional standpoint. She also wanted to 
avoid any kind of specialization, making use of easily 
obtainable ingredients, and making it with normal cooking 
methods. As a result, the taste wouldn't be anything 
amazing, but in a sense, it could be considered the ultimate 
cooking. 



“Philosophical cooking Ho-. The taste of home cooking Ho" 


“But even curry and Salisbury steak would be too much every 
day Ho-” 

“Besides... it wouldn't be very mature of me to aim for the 
win and go all out here, would it?" 

Kiriha smiled at the haniwas looking up at her with 
admiration. Part of the reason she was striving for the 
ultimate in normal, was so that the other girls could use what 
the haniwas called an ace or special move, easily understood 
tastes, like Salisbury steak and curry. The time they had spent 
on cooking was vastly different, so if Kiriha got serious, she 
would probably easily win. That's why she purposefully 
challenged a difficult topic, to keep the contest from getting 
too one sided. 

Of course, that's not all to it... 

There was a certain desire hidden behind Kiriha's smile. She 
had someone she wanted to make that ultimate normal dish 
for. Something that could be eaten every day, could also be 
called a mother's taste. Since she knew of someone who 
desired that, she wanted to put herself to the test. This 
wasn't just to make the contest more fun, but also her own 
wish. 



Part 9 


Sanae could cook in general, however, that was just Sanae- 
san, and not Sanae-chan. So when she began researching her 
dish for the contest, Sanae-chan got bored and left her body, 
dumping all of the work on Sanae-san. Even now, Sanae-san 
was buying ingredients, whilst Sanae-chan was simply 
drifting around nearby 

“Hey, Sanae-chan, you should think together with me" 

“You're the one who said you wanted to participate, so you 
think" 

“You don't have to so mean" 

“You're not a kid anymore, so why don't you start becoming 
independent already" 

“What good it would do becoming independent from 
myself!?" 

Feeling helpless on her own, Sanae-san continually asked 
Sanae-chan for her cooperation. However, without any 
patience, Sanae-chan wasn't suited for cooking, and she 
continually refused to cooperate. Sanae-chan wasn't 
interested in meat or vegetables, but the shelves nearby. 

“More importantly, let's buy some cream puffs home! For 
Koutarou and the others too!" 

"More importantly... can't you think about it a little more 
seriously..." 

“You can think up anything I can, so try your best alone" 



Hearing those cold words coming from herself, Sanae-san 
dropped her shoulders. Meanwhile, Sanae-chan was so 
interested in the sweets corner that she flew around the area 
with sparkling eyes. But even then, Sanae-san wanted Sanae- 
chan's cooperation, and she began thinking of how to get her 
help. 

I'm probably the only one that has to start from this point... 

While starting to feel somewhat miserable, Sanae-san began 
observing Sanae-chan. From what she could see, Sanae-chan 
was very interested in snacks and sweets, and she seemed to 
be wondering whether she should get cream puffs or eclairs. 

“Huh? Now that I think about it...” 

That was when Sanae-san came up with a revolutionary idea. 
It was both a means to earn Sanae-chan's cooperation and at 
the same time a direction for her dish. 

“Hey, Sanae-chan!” 

"Hm? Are we going home already? Then let's buy five cream 
puffs and eclairs each and go home!” 

She wanted to eat cream puffs herself and have Koutarou eat 
the eclair so she could taste both. Sanae-chan had a 
revolutionary idea of her own. 

“Not yet, but I'm thinking of making cream puffs or some 
other sweets for the cook-off” 

"Cream puffs!?" 

In that instant, Sanae-chan who had shown almost no interest 
until now, suddenly spun around to look at Sanae-san. Her 



eyes were sparkling brilliantly. 


“You can make cream puffs yourself!?” 

"Yeah. It's not as hard as you think” 

“I want to make them! ... wait, can you make cream puffs for 
a cook-off?" 

“It's fine! Making sweets is a form of cooking too. Besides, I 
think a lot of people will overlook it so there won't be as 
much competition!” 

Having been able to grab Sanae-chan's interest, Sanae-san 
followed up on it with great momentum. Her voice was bright 
and loud. 

“Alright, then it's decided, we're making sweets for the cook¬ 
off!” 

“Yeah, let's do our best!” 

"Then let's buy cream puffs and eclairs for research and go 
home!" 

“Yeah! Fufufu" 

Did she use her, or was she being used herself. The interest 
of the two Sanaes finally matched up, and they returned 
home with cream puffs and eclairs. From now on they would 
be challenging the cook-off together. 



Part 10 


While Theia had decided to participate in the cook-off, she 
had only received basic education in cooking. Moreover, it 
had been Forthorthe cooking, so Japanese cooking was 
completely out of her element. Even though she understood 
the tastes, she didn't know how to make them. So the person 
she relied on, was of course her childhood friend, Ruth. 

“The difference in culture is so big that I don't even know if I 
can be confident or not” 

"I understand how you feel” 

"So I want you to teach me an easy to understand recipe" 

"I understand, I will show you some recipes" 

"Please do, you're the only one I can rely on!" 

Ruth responded to Theia's request, and moved to show her 
several recipes. Adding Theia's skill into the calculations, and 
choosing dishes with a nice look, Ruth placed a list of recipes 
printed on paper on the tea table. 

“You know how to cook rice, right Your Highness?" 

"Yes, I've done that several times before" 

“Then this is my number one recommendation" 

Ruth pointed out one of the recipes to Theia. In response, 
Theia looked at it and read the name out loud. 


“Cold shabu-shabu, huh" 



"Yes. It's made using boiled meat and raw vegetables” 


"So it's like meat with salad on it” 

"That is roughly correct. As long as you are careful not to 
over boil it, you can avoid the worst results” 

"Then the rest would be up to how the sauce turns out, huh. 
Hmm... like you say, it seems like something even I can 
make" 

Theia nodded approvingly. Even she could turn raw 
vegetables into salad. As for the shabu-shabu, she'd only 
need to choose a meat that has more room for boiling. The 
problem was the sauce, but she had over a month left to 
practice. It was a recipe that was hard to mess up, even for 
beginners, and it still looked good. 

"However, there are some faults too" 

"Hm?" 

"If it's cold on the day of the cook-off, this recipe will be less 
well received" 

"Because it's a cold dish after all" 

"And this alone is too easy" 

"I see... so to make up for those flaws, maybe I could make a 
soup as well" 

"That's a good idea. You could also make it cold based on the 
temperature that day, how about a potato potage?" 

A potato potage doesn't require a lot of advanced techniques 
either. All it takes is some light stir-frying and then putting it 
in a blender. And even then, it had a solid taste to it, making 



it a great pairing with the cold shabu-shabu. 


"Hm, let's go with that. All that's left after that is cooking 
some rice after all" 

"Yes. If you have some time to spare, you could also add a 
twist to the rice" 

"Like seasoning it?" 

"Rice balls might be a good idea too" 

"As expected of you, Ruth. It's already shaping up into a good 
menu" 

"That's my only redeeming feature after all" 

"You're always a big help" 

"Your words are too good for me" 

The two then continued discussing about Theia's menu for a 
while. During that time, Ruth's own menu was being 
neglected, but she didn't seem to mind. Ruth's results were 
also Theia's, Theia's results were also Ruth's. That was how 
the two thought, so there was no point in trying to 
differentiate between them. 



Part 11 


As Yurika was learning off of Shizuka, the dish she would 
serve at the cook-off ended up the same as Shizuka's. Yurika 
could learn off of Shizuka if they lined up and made the same 
thing during home economics, and it was easier for Shizuka 
to explain. So it was only inevitable that the two would end 
up making the same thing. 

"Yurika-chan, you'll cut your hand like that. You have to hold 
it like this” 

"Like this?" 

"Not like that, like this" 

"Then you mean like this?" 

"Close, look closer at my left hand" 

"Your fingers are bent" 

"That's right, that's it" 

When it came to cooking, Yurika was a completely blank 
slate. However, that meant that she also didn't have any bad 
habits, so Shizuka was teaching her the skills necessary in 
order. It was hard to say that Yurika was a quick learner, but 
the situation being the situation, she was making up for her 
slow learning with passion. Yurika was slowly, but surely, 
picking up the cooking skills. 

But how was she doing it when she was with Nana-san... ? 

Shizuka was wondering why Yurika had 0 cooking skills. There 
had been a time when Yurika had lived together with Nana as 



her cooperator. So it was hard for her to believe that Yurika 
couldn't do any housework, including cooking. So Shizuka 
stopped for a moment and tried asking Yurika. 

“Hey, Yurika-chan" 

“Yes?” 

Yurika stopped as well and put down the knife. Since she had 
cut her finger while holding a knife and doing something else 
in the past, she had learned her lesson. 

“When you were living with Nana-san, didn't you ever cook?" 

“I would only pour up hot water, or press the button on the 
microwave, and stuff like that. Nana-san is a genius after all" 

“I see, so that's why" 

“If I packed ingredients into the fridge, Nana-san would make 
the food in an instant” 

The division of work when it came to food was that Yurika 
gathered the ingredients, and Nana did the cooking. Since 
Nana really could do anything, cooking is yet another of her 
many skills. She worked so swiftly that before Yurika could 
even learn off of her, the delicious food was ready. 

"... A genius is a remarkable thing isn't it” 

Having understood the circumstances, Shizuka smiled wryly. 
She started to understand Nana's actions. It was most likely 
much faster for her to do it herself than to teach Yurika. She 
then used the freed up time to teach Yurika magic. 
Considering their situation, that was all she could do. 


“I think so too now. It looks like Nana-san was always alone” 



”... As for you, let's move forward one step at a time, okay?” 


"Yes, thank you for your help” 

After chatting for a moment, the two got back to practicing. 
Since Yurika took it very slowly, their dish, pork cutlets, didn't 
finish for a while longer. However, neither of them were 
unhappy with that. They were in a situation and with a 
person, where wasting time was allowed. If anything, that 
was something fortunate. 



Part 12 


Maki was well aware of the level of her own cooking, and had 
given up on becoming one of the top contenders from the 
start. However, participating with the intention to lose was 
just too negative. So she gave herself her own victory 
condition and aimed for that instead. She wanted to do the 
best she could right now. 

"Satomi-kun, what kind of dish would you like to eat?” 

Maki asked Koutarou with a wide smile during a break. 
Koutarou sighed a little and held his head. 

”... Aika-san, did you come here to do some unfair play?” 

As Koutarou was a judge, asking for his preference was an 
obvious rule violation. So it was only natural for him to hold 
his head. 

”lt's fine isn't it? With my skills, I can't win anyways, so at 
least I want to satisfy one of the judges” 

The victory condition Maki had set for herself was to get at 
least one of the judges to say that her food was delicious. In 
cooking, experience played a huge part. In that regards it 
was the same as magic. That's why Maki believed that she 
wouldn't be able to satisfy many of the judges. However, she 
might be able to satisfy one. And if it was just one, it wouldn't 
affect the outcome of the cook-off. The reason that one was 
Koutarou was to have him leak the contents of the 
examination later. That was the reason for Maki's unfair play. 

”1 understand how you feel, but this isn't something 
praiseworthy” 



Normally, Maki should be stopped, but like she said, the top 
contenders were pretty much already decided, and Maki was 
sadly not one of them. In other words, she could either 
participate without unfair play, just to pad up the numbers, or 
participate with unfair play to at least get the praise of one of 
the judges. So Koutarou couldn't be too harsh with her. 

“If I seriously wanted to cheat I could just use magic” 

”... That's right. Okay, I'll work with you” 

Koutarou was hesitant for a moment, until he remembered 
that Maki was a magical girl. If she really wanted to play 
unfair, she could just use her magic. However, Maki wouldn't 
do that. So Koutarou understood she had no intentions of 
messing with the placement. She really just wanted him to 
say her food was good. 

“So, what kind of dish would you like to eat, Satomi-kun?” 
Maki asked once more with a wide smile. 

“Let's see...” 

Begged by Maki, Koutarou began thinking of what he wanted 
to eat. The first things that popped into his mind were things 
he rarely got to eat. 

“Something like hamburgers or hotdogs. And big ones at 
that” 

"You're fine with something like that?" 

Maki was surprised with Koutarou's unexpected answer. 
Koutarou laughed and whispered to Maki. 


“I'm getting three meals a day, so I rarely get any chances to 
eat junk food. I'm happy for the homemade food, but 



sometimes I feel like having some junk food too you know?” 


Koutarou's current eating habits consisted of homemade 
dishes. As a result, he rarely ever got a chance to eat junk 
food. The only times he could was when he and the other 
guys went out to play. Which was why Koutarou replied to 
Maki's question with hamburgers or hotdogs. 

”1 see, so that's why. Fufufu” 

Having understood the circumstances, Maki smiled. If she 
were to summarize Koutarou's request, it was that he wanted 
to escape from his healthy eating habits every now and 
again. 

Now that I think about it, Satomi-kun liked traditional cola 

Lately, he would drink healthy drinks, but Koutarou liked the 
unhealthy ones more. Looking at that, Maki could accept that 
he'd like junk food too. 

"This has been a very big help, thank you, Satomi-kun” 

"Do your best. I rarely get to eat junk food, so don't get some 
high quality meat and make something elegant" 

"I know. The ones that are bad for your body, right?” 

"That's right. That's what I want” 

"Fufufu, okay" 

Having found her chance in the cook-off, Maki pumped 
herself up. Since there would be few participants who would 
attack through this route, there was a high chance that 
Koutarou would praise her. All that was left was how close she 
could get to Koutarou's ideal junk food, the taste of unhealthy 
food. 



Part 13 


Polishing your skills before challenging a cook-off was 
inevitable. In order to create a delicious dish, cooking skills 
were required. However, amongst the many participants, 
there was one who had abandoned that inevitable approach. 
That was the second princess of the Holy Forthorthe Galactic 
Empire, Clariossa Daora Forthorthe. 

"Fufufufufu... It's ridiculous to rely on cooking by hand in this 
age of science!” 

Clan was trying to start a revolution in the cooking world 
using the theory she had created herself. What she was 
aiming for was applying nanotechnology to cooking. For that 
sake, two inventions were needed. The first was an 
automated cooking machine that made use of nano 
machines. The second was nano machine seasoning that 
interacted with the taste buds to create the ultimate taste. 
With these two inventions, she should be able to create the 
ultimate food. Something everyone would call the greatest 
taste. It would become a new era of cooking. 

"Something like pouring love or sincerity into your dish is 
unscientific! I will abide to pure science and create the 
ultimate dish!!” 

Clan operated a computer and worked on the program for the 
nano machines. Her hands flowed smoothly, operating the 
keyboard like a pianist operated a piano, and before long she 
had written tens of thousands of lines of code. Yet at the 
same time it was a beautiful program written through pure 
logic and without any waste. 

"Let's start with curry! However, this curry will become the 



first step on my way to conquering the world!” 

In the current state, the nano machines were programmed to 
create curry rice. However, the program would eventually be 
expanded on, and be used in all kinds of dishes. Clan's 
ambition was that before long, these nanomachines would 
dominate the cooking world. 

"Just you wait, Bertorion! You said I couldn't cook, but I'll 
make you eat those words!” 

However, Clan hadn't noticed that her ambitions, supported 
by her feelings to triumph over Koutarou, only existed 
because of love. In the end, she was pouring her own love 
into the cooking, but having lost herself to wild emotions, she 
didn't notice that until the end. 



Part 14 


Just like the entrants to the cook-off had a meeting, so did 
the judges. Having been chosen as judges, Koutarou and 
Kenji had come to the student council room on the afternoon 
of a certain day to hold a meeting. Apart from Koutarou and 
Kenji, many more were gathered here. From within the school 
was the principal, a popular female teacher, the student 
council president, a known athlete and so on. From outside 
the school was a chairman, a swordsmith and so on. The 
composition of the people in the room was wide in variety 
and filled with famous people in the region. 

"I have gathered you all here today to talk about the 
schedule and the progress of the cook-off that everyone is 
helping with” 

The person in charge was the president of the cooking 
society. Her voice and expression were stiff. That was 
because she had only just been appointed president, and she 
was surrounded by famous people. Being thrust into a big job 
right away, it was only obvious she'd get nervous. 

"If you find something questionable as I speak, feel free to 
ask. Then first off—" 

The president swiftly got down to business. As so many 
people had gathered, the amount of time the meeting could 
be held wasn't all that long. She had to hurry. 

The cook-off would be held on the second day off the culture 
festival, on November 3. At first the plans had been to make 
it a small event, but with Kiriha intervening, it turned into a 
big event before long. Right now it had become the last event 
to finish off the culture festival. 



Considering the time it would take to cook and judge, the 
cook-off was expected to take four hours. Taking the season 
into account, it would get cold in the afternoon, so the event 
was set to start at 12, so it would end before it starts getting 
dark. The venues would be the gym and the home economics 
classroom. The opening ceremony and judging would take 
place in the gym, while the actual cooking would be done in 
the home economics classroom. A large monitor would be 
installed in the gym to display the progress of the 
participants in real time. The judges would be observing them 
from their seats made for them on the gym's platform. 

In total there were 24 participants of the cook-off, gathered 
from inside and outside of the school. Age, gender and 
occupation are all varied, and there were even pros amongst 
them. They were the strongest contenders, gathered to prove 
that they were the best cook. 

The rules of the cook-off were simple. Cooking had to be 
completed and judged within three hours. Ingredients were 
prepared for them, but prior preparation or bringing in your 
own ingredients was allowed to a certain extent. The rules 
were rather loose as this was just a culture festival cook-off. 

The judging would be performed by ten judges, each capable 
of giving up to ten points, for a total of 100. Something that 
tasted normal was five points, something delicious was seven 
and something bad was three. With that as the basic 
mindset, the judges were free to add or remove three points 
at their own discretion. For example, something normal 
tasting was five points, but with a very nice looking dish, it 
was worth seven points. This was also a very free way to 
grade the dishes. 

Once every dish was finished with the judging, or time was 
up, the cook-off would end. This was the one strict rule of the 
otherwise rather free cook-off. With the post-festival 



celebrations waiting, there would be no extensions. 

Once judging was over, the top six scorers would be brought 
up on the stage and commended. On top of that, the top 
three would get trophies. The school was now full of 
discussion over who would become the glorious first 
champion. 

The president politely explained how the event would play 
out. Several questions were brought up on the way, but 
fortunately, there was no major confusion and the meeting 
ended without a hitch. When it ended, the time was past 
3PM. With time to spare, Koutarou and Kenji headed out 
towards the station. 

“By the way, Kou, do you have some business around the 
station?" 

"The situation is looking suspect, so I was thinking of getting 
some insurance” 

"Insurance?” 

"Ah, here it is" 

Koutarou took Kenji with him to the biggest drugstore in the 
city. There was something he wanted to buy there. 

“Did you hurt yourself or something?" 

The first thing that popped into Kenji's mind was that 
Koutarou had hurt himself somewhere. Being as active as he 
was, Koutarou would get hurt every now and then. So salves 
and bandages were indispensable. 

“No" 


"Then are you sick... I guess that would never happen" 



Koutarou had never been truly sick. At worst he had caught a 
cold or two. 

“Of course not" 

“Then what are you buying? Just general goods?" 

"Nope, this" 

Koutarou brought Kenji with him to the medicine shelves. 
More specifically, the corner centered around remedies. 

“Are you sure you're really not sick?" 

“I'll be getting sick after the cook-off" 

"Huh?" 

Not understanding what Koutarou meant, his eyes widened 
behind his glasses. Koutarou pulled off a box from the shelf 
and presented it to Kenji. 

“We will without a doubt get sick after the contest. That's 
why this will be needed" 

"Stomach medicine... w-wait a second, what do you mean!?” 

Kenji received the box and read the label. Koutarou had given 
him one of the most expensive stomach medicines. 

“You know that Theia and the others are participating, right?” 

"Yeah... they're participating because of Kasagi-san" 

"But only about half of them can actually cook" 

“What about the other half?" 

“They're time bombs. Those bombs will probably go off on 



November 3" 


"Whaaat!?” 

Kenji was finally able to understand the situation. Koutarou 
had come here to buy stomach medicine in preparation for 
the bombs. He felt it was so dangerous he didn't even 
hesitate to go with the expensive brand. 

“Wait, wait, are you sure!?" 

“Yeah, that's kinda how it looked. So Mackenzie, make sure 
you're in good shape for the day" 

“Kou, you..." 

Kenji was surprised. However, his surprise wasn't because of 
the girls making something dangerous. Instead, it was 
because this indirectly pointed to a certain fact. 

“Hey, Kou, you realized you just said an explosive statement 
right?" 

“Explosive? Yeah, I guess I did" 

Koutarou nodded. He had indeed said that half of the girls 
cooking were like time bombs. 

“That's not what I meant. Your explosive statement is about 
your relationship with women" 

"I didn't say anything about that" 

"No, you did. You're fully aware of how good those girls are at 
cooking. If you weren't, you couldn't make that kind of 
statement" 

“Well, I guess. I've been with them more than a year and a 



half after all 


"Idiot. If you can judge their skills, it means you're eating 
their homemade food daily, or associated with them long 
enough to get a grasp of their skills" 

"That's an explosive statement?" 

"Of course it is. Not even I know the true cooking skills of the 
girls I've been with" 

This was something only Kenji could understand from his 
experience of dating several different girls. 

In this day and age it was difficult to understand the true 
cooking skills of a girl you were going out with. There were 
dishes that you only needed to throw on a pan, and tools 
were included when making sweets. Moreover, Kenji had 
even experienced one of the girls buying cookies from the 
supermarket, putting them in the oven and burning them a 
little, only to have her go 'I made these myself, but I messed 
up a little! 1 . 

In other words, cooking skills weren't something you'd get a 
grasp of from dating a little. And when it came to someone 
with a terrible personality, they would use anything they 
could to make themselves look better. 

"Yet you properly understand their abilities. In other words, 
you pretty much just said that you're going out with all of 
them" 

"Of course not, I'm not like you. You can understand that just 
by associating with them as friends" 

Koutarou didn't struggle. If they were talking about someone 
he had just met and started dating, Kenji might be correct, 



but Koutarou and the girls of room 106 weren't like that. They 
had been on bad terms at first, so they knew of each others' 
good and bad sides. Because their relationship had changed 
gradually over a long period of time, Kenji's reasoning 
wouldn't apply. 

"Besides, Mackenzie, you know how good at cooking I am, 
right? It's just like that” 

”... Well, I guess" 

Kenji smiled wryly and nodded, but he was thinking 
something different. 

The moat around his heart is starting to get filled up... 

If the girls around Koutarou had taken the same path as Kenji, 
then another nine Kenjis would appear. And the girls would 
move to prove that they would never disappear. Just like Kenji 
had. 

ButKou. Even if their entrance and process are the same as mine, it doesn't 
mean the exit will be the same. You probably don't get it... 

However, there was one fundamental difference between 
Kenji and the girls, which was their method of proving they 
would never disappear would be more like that of a girl's. And 
as a result, Koutarou's relationship with the girls would 
become special. While protecting their mask of being just 
friends, they would get closer than anyone else. 

"What are you laughing at?" 

"It's nothing. So, Kou, you're buying that?” 

"Of course. That's why I came" 

"You're fine with one?" 



"Let's get enough for all of the judges" 

"Then another box it is" 

Kenji chose not to say it out loud. That way would be more 
fun, and it was his small revenge for being called a lady killer. 



Part 15 


November 3 was fortunately blessed with good weather from 
the morning. There was also no worrisome cold, the sun was 
bright, the sky was blue, by afternoon the temperature had 
steadily increased. 

“Now then everyone, it's what you've all been waiting for. It's 
time for the Kitsushouharukaze high school's cook-off!" 

The former president of the cooking society's voice echoed 
through the venue as the event MC. Koutarou was sitting at 
the far end of the judges seats, listening to the voice coming 
out from the speakers. 

“The cook-off is a simple contest between those from, and 
outside of, our school who are confident in their cooking 
skills" 

The former president was standing on the same stage as 
Koutarou and the others holding a microphone, explaining the 
outline of the contest to the people gathered in the gym. Her 
smooth talking was the result of a lot of training. 

“There are only two important points! Does it look good, and 
is it actually good! Will there be a dish that can make the 
stomachs of our ten judges growl? Or will they end up 
growling in disappointment instead! The ones with the 
answer to that are our 24 contestants waiting for the start 
signal in the home economics classroom!" 

The big monitor behind the president displayed the situation 
in the home economics classroom. It was the relay system 
the Kitsushouharukaze broadcasting club and the shopping 
district's youth association had worked together to create. 



The monitor was currently displaying the contestants. A total 
of 24. The majority of them were students from the school, 
but some of them were outsiders. There were people from 
the restaurants in the shopping district or simply people who 
loved cooking. By the way, Clan was one of those outsider 
participants. 

“The contestants will be required to use the ingredients 
produced in this town that we have provided, and some 
ingredients they've brought in themselves, to create a dish 
and have it judged within three hours time. In the case that 
they don't make it in time, they will be failed, so adding in the 
time required to judge, they will have to create their dish in 
roughly two hours! Handling this time limit will be one of the 
important points for this cook-off" 

After the camera filming the home economics classroom 
slowly panned across the room to show all of the participants, 
it stopped in one of the corners of the room. The ingredients 
for the cook-off were piled up there. These ingredients came 
from the cooperation of the shopping district, so on the 
bottom of the monitor was a note saying 'In cooperation with 
- Kitsushouharukaze shopping district'. 

“Then let's move on to introducing the participants! First off 
is the pride of the cooking society, the new president—" 

Once the ingredients were shown and the overall 
presentation was finished, they moved onto to introducing 
the individual participants. This would introduce the 24 
participants, but out of those 24, nine of them were related to 
Koutarou. And before too many had been introduced, a 
familiar face filled up the monitor. 

“Entry number 4, our society's strong arm, Kasagi Shizuka- 
chan!" 



"Could you stop that, senpai!" 


"Despite having a black belt in karate, she strives to perfect 
cooking as well. A rare girl striving for perfection in both 
literary and martial arts. In this contest, we're secretly hoping 
she'll split a pumpkin with her bare hands" 

"I won't split one!” 

The first to appear on screen was Shizuka. While it was hard 
to say it was an introduction, their back and forth let 
Koutarou know how Shizuka stood with the rest of the 
cooking society. He believed they probably had a lot of fun 
during club activities. 

"Let's move on to the next contestant before the camera is 
split in half too!" 

"Maybe I really should split it..." 

Replacing the mumbling Shizuka, a girl with long black hair 
appeared on screen. It was Kiriha's turn now. 

"Entry number 5, Kurano Kiriha-san!" 

"I'm Kurano. Thank you for having me here today” 

"Kurano-san is good friends with Shizuka-chan from before, 
and ended up participating at Shizuka-chan's request. But 
you can't underestimate her! According to Shizuka-chan's 
information, Kurano-san performs all housework perfectly, 
and is the perfect wife material. Of course, her cooking skills 
are terrifying” 

"My... if you flatter me that much I'll blush" 

"With this modest and graceful personality, even I'd like to 
marry her! I imagine even more will feel the same depending 



on the outcome of this contest!” 


Kiriha continued hiding her true self at school. Up until now, 
not a single one had seen through her. Even now, she didn't 
let down her guard and allow for her act to slip up for even a 
moment. 

"Moving on is entry number 6! Sakuraba Harumi-san!" 

"U-Uhm, I'm Sakuraba Harumi. I'll do my best today!" 

Unlike Kiriha, Harumi was full of openings. Having suddenly 
been called out as she was happily watching Kiriha, her voice 
trembled. She had less resistance to appearing in front of 
people, but even then, she was unused to interviews. As a 
result, she gave off the atmosphere of a normal girl. 

"Sakuraba-san appeared as the main heroine of the plays the 
drama club put on last year, and as a result started attracting 
attention. Even now she is rising in popularity as the girl 
everyone wants to protect. It appears that a lot of fans have 
gathered in the venue. Sakuraba-san, please say something 
to everyone at the venue” 

"Uhm... I might be nervous, but I will do my utmost. 

Everyone, please cheer for me" 

At the end she was somewhat able to recover, as she smiled 
with her usual calm smile and bowed deeply. As she did, a stir 
began running in the gym. It seemed that there really were 
fans there. 

"Thank you very much, Sakuraba-san. Next up is entry 
number 7. Higashihongan Sanae-san!” 

"Today, this Higashihongan Sanae will seize victory!" 

Completely opposite of Harumi, Sanae boldly made her 



victory declaration. That said, only half of her was being bold. 
From what Koutarou could tell, it was Sanae-chan speaking, 
with Sanae-san keeping back. Being introverted, Sanae-san 
would leave this part to Sanae-chan. 

“That was Higashihongan-san with a powerful comment, but 
she comes from a family that run a shrine with a long history 
and tradition and she's received rigorous training to become 
a wife since childhood. Her comment just now is definitely not 
just hot air. She might be this contest's dark horse!" 

"I'm the favorite, the favorite! Everyone, place your bets on 
me!” 

"Ahahaha, don't actually place any bets! We from the cooking 
society strive to run a clean and right contest” 

“Anyways, I will win win!" 

“Thank you very much. That was the very confident 
Higashihongan Sanae-san" 

Sanae acted the same as always, and didn't seem all that 
nervous. 

Sanae might unexpectedly actually win this... 

Normally, one would have a hard time performing at their 
usual peak due to the pressure of a large contest. However, 
Sanae in her natural state was unaffected by that, so she 
might actually win. 

"... Hey, Kou" 

That was when Kenji, who was sitting next to Koutarou, poked 
at him at whispered so only he could hear. 


What? 



"It doesn't seem as dangerous as you said it was” 

It looked to Kenji like Shizuka, Kiriha and Harumi all knew how 
to cook. He also felt like he had seen them bring homemade 
lunches with them. The only unknown element was Sanae, 
but she had good intuition, so he couldn't imagine her 
making anything too dangerous. 

"The problem starts from here on” 

Koutarou smiled wryly as the next person appeared on the 
monitor. 

"Next we have students from overseas! Since they're 
childhood friends we'll introduce them together! They are 
Theiamillis-san and Ruthkania-san!” 

The ones that appeared on the monitor were Theia and Ruth. 
Since she'd end up explaining it twice otherwise, the former 
president decided to introduce them together. 

"I'm Theiamillis. Feel free to call me Theia" 

"My name is Ruth. I thank you for having me and Theia-sama 
here" 

"The two of them transferred to this school together last year. 
The two are very excellent, Theiamillis-san especially so at 
sports, and Ruthkania-san especially so at mathematics. With 
this event being centered around cooking, we hope to catch a 
glimpse of another side of them" 

Theia stood proud and bold, while Ruth held back in a more 
modest fashion. The leading part this time around was Theia, 
everyone was able to sense that from the way the two were 
standing. 


"Are those two dangerous?" 



"Theia is the dangerous one. She's grown up as a very 
pampered rich girl, so eating is her specialty” 


"Ahh, Theia-san does look like she'd hate detailed work” 

Kenji had also noticed Theia's rough edge. It was something 
one would notice after being in the same class for a year and 
a half. Her handwriting was dynamic and very manly. 
Moreover, when cleaning, her broom handling is rather rough. 
So it was hard to believe that Theia would be good at cooking 
when it required a more delicate touch. 

"Right? Her cooking is dangerous, I guarantee it. Be 
prepared” 

I see 

"The next one is even more dangerous” 

Having understood what Koutarou meant, Kenji nodded as 
Koutarou pointed to the monitor. While the two had been 
talking, the person on display had changed. 

"The next contestant is this person! When mentioning the 
cosplay society, you think of this person, everyone's beloved 
Nijino Yurika-san!” 

"I'm Nijino Yurika. Uhm, uhm, I will do my best to create 
something delicious” 

"I'm sure an explanation is unnecessary for this person. Now, 
everyone, please cheer for Yurika-chan!” 

As she would be forced to participate and suffer at every 
school event, Yurika was already a school celebrity. And 
contrasting to Yurika's intentions, her misfortune made her 
popular. 



"Nijino-san is participating too!?” 


The moment Kenji saw Yurika's face his expression cramped 
up. He had convinced himself that Yurika definitely wouldn't 
participate because he knew just how clumsy she was. 

"That's right. And as judges, we have to eat her cooking" 

"Impossible!?” 

”... So you've finally understood our reality, Mackenzie" 

"Kou, give me some of that medicine too!” 

"You should have just said so from the start” 

Koutarou passed Kenji three tablets of the medicine under the 
table so that the audience couldn't see. Kenji tried to take 
them right away but Koutarou stopped him. 

"Stop, they're meant to be drunk after eating” 

"Okay, thank you. I'm grateful for your consideration” 

"As long as you understand" 

Kenji placed the medicine he received in a tissue and 
carefully put it away in his pocket. Those three tablets were 
his only life lines now. 

"We also have another contender from the cosclub, and her 
name is Aika Maki! She is an old friend of Yurika's, and when 
cosplaying she will often serve as the villain. This time around 
she will technically be Yurika's rival again, so let's hear what 
she has to say!" 

"Uhm, I'm not good at cooking as everyone else, but I have 
set my own goal and I will do my best to achieve that" 



"Good girl! What a good girl! Please don't forget this even 
when she's acting as a villain during cosplaying!'' 

The introduction of participants moved on to Maki after 
Yurika. After listening to her introduction, Kenji poked 
Koutarou once more. 

"Kou, what about Aika-san?'' 

''Aika-san knows she's bad at cooking. That's why she 
probably won't do anything unreasonable” 

"Which means, even if she does poorly, it'll just taste bad” 

"I don't think we have to worry about Aika-san. Her chocolate 
wasn't that bad either” 

"As long as it's edible” 

Having learned that Yurika would participate, Kenji began 
feeling that he was in danger during this cook-off, and he 
started getting really sensitive regarding each of the 
participants. 

Should I tell him or not... 

Koutarou knew of one participant that might be even more 
dangerous than Yurika. Since this was something Kenji had no 
way of knowing, he was wondering if he should tell him or 
not. 

"And now we move on to the non students! First up is 
Clariossa-san! She is a relative of Theiamillis-san, and 
decided to participate while she had come over to play!” 

"Nice to meet you, my name is Clariossa. Today I would like 
to you show my version of going all out, so please keep your 
expectations high” 



That person more dangerous than Yurika was none other than 
Clan. She couldn't do any housework whatsoever. From his 
experience with her in the past Forthorthe, Koutarou knew 
that better than anyone else. Unlike Theia, she was 
completely and fully bred as a princess. 

That alone would have been fine, but ever since it was 
decided that Clan would participate in the cook-off, she had 
for some reason shut herself in her laboratory. She also 
wouldn't say what she was doing in there. From that, 

Koutarou started feeling a fear of Clan's cooking. 

But, oh well, even if I tell him, there's nothing he can do... so I guess I'll just 
keep quiet 

In the end, Koutarou didn't divulge his information on Clan. 
Right now he only had his intuition to go on and even if he 
told Kenji, it would only make him worry more, but the 
situation wouldn't change at all. In that case, he might feel 
more at ease just thinking that Yurika was the only real 
danger. 

Once the introduction of the 24 participants was done, they 
moved onto the introductions of the judges. Because 
Koutarou and Kenji were sitting in one of the corners, their 
introductions were left to the last. As Koutarou was free until 
it was his turn he let out a yawn as the introductions reached 
Kenji. 

“Our ninth judge is Matsudaira Kenji-kun! The drama club's 
ace who will handle any handsome roles! The second 
generation Blue Knight-sama!" 

“Mackenzie-kun!” 


“Push shoulder to shoulder with Satomi-kun!" 



"Okay, okay... come on Kou, smile, smile” 


"Kyaa, it's kinda like that!” 

As the MC presents Kenji, cheers came from audience in the 
gym. Since Kenji responded to those cheers, the gym started 
to become an uproar. This was influenced by the Blue Knight 
and the Silver Princess being performed with a new cast. 

”... Talk about popularity” 

In response to Kenji's popularity, Koutarou moved past 
surprise and straight into admiration. He was popular with 
the girls to begin with, but after showing off a flawless 
performance at the play, he secured many more fans. 

But that's a big help in a certain way 

And this wasn't bad for Koutarou either. If Kenji's reputation 
improved, Koutarou as the Blue Knight would start to vanish 
from people's memories. If possible, he didn't want to be 
known for acting as himself, so he welcomed this situation. 

"You don't get it, Kou” 

"Huh?” 

"There's plenty of girls using me to get to you because you're 
hard to talk to" 

"That's not true” 

"The girls that like you are always like that, and they have 
always been like that too” 

As Koutarou and Kenji lined up shoulder to shoulder, the girls 
would naturally call out to Kenji. However there was often 
those who went through Kenji because they didn't know how 



to talk to Koutarou. Kenji misunderstanding that and 
confessing to them only to get rejected was something that 
had happened more than once. That's why Kenji suspected 
some of the girls cheering at him were fans of Koutarou's. 

“Nowadays that couldn't be true" 

“We'll find out who's right very soon" 

While Koutarou didn't agree, Kenji was confident. And they 
should find out when Koutarou was introduced. 

“And finally, our tenth and final judge is this person! The 
legendary first generation Blue Knight who is still brought up 
as a topic every now and then, Satomi Koutarou-kun!" 

The moment the former president introduced Koutarou, the 
gym that had been noisy up until now quieted down. 
Responding to the female students shutting their mouths, 
everyone in the gym fell silent. They were most likely 
puzzled. 

“See, I told you. I'm not like you, everyone's already forgotten 
about me" 

“That's strange, that shouldn't—” 

Just as Kenji was about to make a rebuttal, the gym that had 
fallen silent erupted. 

“Kyaaaaaaa!!” 

“Blue Knight-samaaaaa!!“ 

Koutarou wasn't as good looking or minded his manners as 
well as Kenji. But the girls in the venue still hadn't forgotten 
about the parting scene between the Silver Princess and the 
Blue Knight. The large-scale event helped to push the backs 



of the girls who usually only looked on from afar. Their cheers 
were indeed directed towards Koutarou. Even a year later, 
Koutarou's performance of the Blue Knight was still burned 
into their memories. 

"... Give them a wave, Kou” 

"Y-Yeah..." 

Whilst puzzled, Koutarou waved his hands as Kenji directed 
him to. As he did, the gym heated up even more. The end 
results were precisely what Shizuka had hoped for, but 
Koutarou still couldn't believe it. 

"I understand how you feel, but please calm down everyone! 
Today is a cook-off. The stars of this show are our 24 
participants!” 

Thanks to the efforts of the MC, the venue started to calm 
down, and as if waiting for that, the monitor lit up again and 
displayed the 24 participants standing by their kitchen 
counter. All of the participants seemed nervous, and their 
expressions were serious. Seeing that, the people of the 
venue started raising their voices for the contest. 

"Then I believe it's about time we begin! The glorious first 
annual Kitsushouharukaze high school cook-off! Start 
cooking!!” 

Kenji's and Koutarou's popularity was certainly impressive, 
but the shouts and cheers as the contest were the largest 
yet. 



Part 16 


As the cook-off began, the multiple cameras set up in the 
home economics classroom captured the participants 
cooking. The former president and a cooking expert from the 
city explained as they cooked. They were keeping the crowd 
entertained until the cooking was complete. 

“The ones standing out are as expected the three from the 
cooking society. Everything from how they wash their 
vegetables and handle a kitchen knife gives off a good feel" 

“You've done it everyone, you're getting praise from 
Kashiwabara-sensei! Keep it up!" 

The first ones displayed were the three members of the 
cooking society. Including Shizuka, they were two second 
years and one first year. Their ardent training every day paid 
off as the sight of them cooking gave the cooking expert a 
favorable impression of them. 

“Kashiwabara-sensei, are there any other participants that 
catch your eye?" 

“In a good sense, or a bad sense? Which would you like to 
hear first” 

"Then let's start with the good" 

"Entry number 5 and... 9 perhaps" 

"Number 5 is Kurano-san and number 9 is Ruthkania-san" 

“I believe these two are very used to cooking. Their 
movements are very functional and beautiful. In terms of 
students of the school, these two probably rival the cooking 



society” 


"And what of those that aren't students?” 

”1 would say number 24, the master of the shopping district's 
'Bird Stop'. He's very immature. If the head of that long- 
established chicken restaurant gets serious, there's no way 
students could beat him” 

Tve heard he's here to display his new menu. And if he were 
to win, he'll pull some foul play to disqualify himself” 

"If he's disqualified then ranking would move up after all. He 
sure is reliable..." 

The big favorite was the owner of a chicken restaurant. 
Following him was the cooking society, and then Kiriha and 
Ruth. The cooking expert expected the rest to bunch up 
together. 

"Then, how about the bad participants, Kashiwabara-sensei?” 

"That would be number 10 by far. And also number 8” 

"Number 10 is Yurika-chan, number 8 is Theiamillis-san. 
Yurika-chan was expected, but—" 

"What is expected supposed to mean!?” 

"What is so bad about Theiamillis-san?" 

"Yes, well she is a complete beginner. It feels like she is 
struggling to do as she has been taught. Then there's her 
form when holding the knife. It looks less like cooking, and 
more like some kind of military arts" 

"As you say, it certainly seems like the cabbage being cut up 
by Theiamillis-san would let out a scream" 



“However, her overall dish might not be bad" 

“It sounded from your tone that she would fail though" 

“Well, she's chosen a good menu. She's picked dishes that 
even a beginner would have a hard time failing. With that 
strategic eye of hers, it might be enough for a competition of 
this level" 

“In other words, she's aiming to win on a strategic level then. 
And as for Yurika-chan—“ 

“She is simply out of the question" 

“Eeeeeeeeeeeh!? Why would you say something like that!?" 

"For starters, she's not focusing on her cooking" 

"You're right. It seems like she's more interested in us 
talking" 

“Ugh" 

“On top of that, there's her extreme tension. Can you see her 
hands trembling?" 

"They sure are shaking. It looks like she'd easily cut far past 
what she wants, just looking at her makes me nervous" 

"I'm still doing my best here!!" 

"So let's stop talking about her. I feel my life span shortening 
just by watching" 

“I agree" 


“Uhh, t-this is too cruel" 



In the battle for last place, Yurika was currently in the lead by 
a wide margin. Just looking at her, Yurika gave off an aura 
that told others that 'yup, she'll probably place last'. When it 
came to skill, Theia was only just above Yurika, but her choice 
of menu helped cover her weakness. The expert's opinion 
was that on a whole, Theia probably wouldn't place last. 

“Then are there any other participants that catch your eye?" 

“Number 7 and 12” 

“That's Higashihongan Sanae-san and Clariossa-san” 

"Just what is going on with these two?" 

“What do you mean?" 

“For starters, that number 7 girl... what she's doing is absurd. 
The way she's holding her chopsticks is strange, and the way 
she's whisking makes it look like she's a child playing with 
water" 

“Now that you mention it... calling it childish mischief does 
seem fitting" 

"Yet despite that, her cooking is following the rudiments of 
cooking theory. How she mixes her ingredients, the order of 
seasoning, the temperature of the oven. I don't get her" 

"It's certainly a mysterious spectacle" 

What was causing confusion for the cooking expert and the 
MC was the two personalities of Sanae. Sanae-san was the 
one who led the way, though because of her introverted 
personality, she couldn't surface in a place like this where 
she'd gather so much attention. So instead, Sanae-chan was 
working under Sanae-san's instructions. That's why her 
actions didn't match her results, creating an odd sight. 



Everyone apart from Koutarou and the others of room 106 
couldn't help but look on in confusion. 


“Then how about number 12, Clariossa-san?" 

“Her cooking isn't cooking at all. I don't want to say it, but 
that's on the level of magic or psychic powers" 

"... Huh?" 

"Just look at her. She seems to be about to peel the potatoes" 
“Okay..." 

And the one that confused the people at the venue even 
more than Sanae was Clan. 

“She pulled out a pan. Will she be throw away the skin in 
that, or will she put the potatoes in there instead?" 

“Neither" 

"Eh? Wait, aahhh!? She put the potatoes in the pan like 
that—!!" 


“She hasn't even cleaned them" 

"Clariossa-san started shaking the pan seemingly without 
thinking!!" 



















"That'd be the correct method if she was making kofukiimo 
ni . but this is where it gets interesting” 

"Clariossa-san removed the lid on her pan and is placing the 
potatoes on a cutting— wait, whaaat!? What is going on!!” 

"That's right, for some reason, the skin has been peeled off, 
and the potatoes have been cut into cubes” 

"What an unbelievable sight! I can't think of this as cooking! 
It must be some trick, or magic... anyways, it's something 
different from cooking! What an unexpected development!!” 

Only a few on the venue could correctly understand the 
eccentric behavior Clan was repeating. Koutarou was one of 
those few. 

That idiot! So that's what she was making!! 

He understood it was one of Clan's inventions right away. 
Though he couldn't even imagine how it worked, he was 
certain it made use of some advanced science. It might have 
looked like a pan, but it was actually something completely 
different. 

"It seems like she intends to only cook using that pan” 

"What can I say... I want that pan” 

"Agreed. If this is a sales demonstration, it's a big success” 

It looked like the cook-off was in for a wild ride. For better or 
for worse, nobody could look away. The excitement of the 
spectators watching over the cooking was growing non stop. 


Part 17 


Surprisingly, the first one to finish her dish and receive 
judging was Theia. While her handling might have been 
unsteady, her menu was simple and optimized in regards to 
time. Theia placed her finished dish on trays and put them 
down before the judges. Due to the seat order, the last tray 
was placed in front of Koutarou. 

“Oh, a cold shabu-shabu with a potato potage, there's 
something in the rice too. What is it?” 

"It's chicken and root vegetables. The seasoning is very 
European you see” 

“Hmm, you've put some thought into this” 

"I'm aware of my own limits. Out of the strategies I could 
perform, these are the top three. Besides, the first meal is the 
most delicious” 

Koutarou listened to a very Theia-esque explanation as he 
carried the food to his mouth. Theia silently stared at him as 
he did. Her uneasy appearance made her look like a child 
giving away a birthday present for the first time. 

“How is it? Delicious?” 

“Yeah... wait, I can't answer that!” 

"R-Right. Sorry” 

Theia wanted to know what Koutarou thought and 
instinctively asked him, but this was a cook-off. The judges 
couldn't reveal their scores yet. 



“I'll start by eating, so just wait like a good girl” 


"O-Okay. I'll just do that. Phew...” 

Though she hadn't gotten an answer, Theia felt some relief. 
When she thought about it, Koutarou's expression when he 
took a bite wasn't that bad. At the very least, it wasn't too 
bad, so she could breathe out. 



Part 18 


The next contender was Maki. Her simple menu made her 
finish up fast, but she hadn't practiced as much as Theia had, 
so she ended up coming out second. 

“Oh, so Aika-san's made hot dogs and fries. That's right, this 
is what I want to eat" 

“I've tried matching the seasoning to you too, Satomi-kun" 

In Maki's case, her primary goal was to match her dish to 
Koutarou's tastes as much as possible. For that sake, she had 
spent a lot of time researching his tastes, leaving her less 
time to practice on cooking. As a result, she ended up 
finishing after Theia, despite having the simplest menu of the 
participants. 

“It's totally foul play though” 

“It's fine isn't it. It's not like all ten judges are going to praise 
me anyways, so I at least wanted one of the judges to give 
me ten points” 

Not only were the ingredients for Maki's hot dogs picked to 
match Koutarou's tastes, but so was the cooking method and 
seasoning, and the dish was fully made to match him. The 
surface was crusty, with an extra helping of salt and pepper. 
The cabbage stuffed into the bread alongside the hot dog 
was not raw, but stir-fried, and it had a smell of butter. The 
fries had been lightly sprinkled with curry powder and had a 
spicy taste. The taste overall was thick, so apart from 
Koutarou, the overall appraisal shouldn't be that high. It was 
only fair as the dish was made with just Koutarou in mind. 



“How many points I give you is a secret" 

“Yeah. But I believe you'll give me a good score" 

Maki's innocent smile tugged at Koutarou's heart. Almost to 
the point where he'd instinctively give her ten points. 
However, some sadness accompanied her innocence. Though 
Koutarou had to disregard all of that when he graded her, it 
was a truly troublesome dish. 



Part 19 


The third contender was Ruth. From now on the dishes 
started getting more complicated. Her dish consisted of 
omelette with rice and a vegetable soup. As Koutarou saw the 
food being carried in, his eyes sparkled. 

“Alright, it's omelette with rice!" 

“Please calm down, Ma—, uhm, Satomi-sama. The food won't 
run away" 

Ruth said as she poked a flag through the omelette with rice 
she just put down. 

“So it's your cooking, Ruth-san. It looks great 
“My my, ufufufu" 

“Then let's start right away!" 

“Yes, please eat up" 

The omelette with rice already looked delicious, and it was 
made by Ruth. Even the flag was fluttering. So Koutarou 
began eating the omelette with rice at the same pace he 
usually did. 

“Yeah, this is good" 

“Satomi-sama, you can't divulge your evaluation now" 

“Right” 

Using tomato puree and chicken, Ruth had made chicken 
pilaf, which she lightly stir-fried to adjust the taste, she then 



wrapped it with a buttered up soft-boiled egg. Carefully made 
demi-glace sauce had been poured on top of the dish. It was 
a so-called luxurious omelette with rice. 

The stock of the vegetable soup had been made using the 
bones of a chicken, creating a consomme. The ingredients 
put into it were things like onion and celery, things with a 
refreshing taste. As the omelette with rice was thick, the soup 
was made light to balance it out. 

No matter how you looked at it, there was no way it was bad. 
However, considering his position, Koutarou couldn't give out 
a detailed impression right now. There were still more dishes 
to be judged. 

“If you don't stop there, you won't have enough room to eat 
the other dishes" 

“I see. What a shame" 

Koutarou saying it was a shame was practically the same as 
giving his opinion on the dish. So Ruth looked happily at 
Koutarou who had begun writing on the examination note. 



Part 20 


Shizuka appeared after two more dishes after Ruth's had 
been judged. She had brought with her a pork cutlet set 
meal. Her cooking was faithful to the basics, and she'd made 
a meat dish to appeal to the male judges. It was clear that it 
tasted delicious just from the mere sight of the beautifully 
presented dish. The ability of the cooking society's ace was 
being demonstrated. 

“If you put sesame seeds on top of the sauce like this, the 
aftertaste will change a little. It will become somewhat more 
fragrant” 

“A detailed twist isn't it” 

“We're the cooking society because we research these kinds 
of things” 

"You have a point” 

As a finishing touch, Shizuka grinded up sesame seeds before 
the judges and sprinkled it over the pork cutlet's sauce. With 
that, Shizuka's cooking not only changed the taste, but also 
served as entertainment. 

“We'll have no choice but to give this a high score” 

"Thank you. However, personally, my score won't be decided 
by this” 

"What do you mean" 

"I'm talking about Yurika-chan. My challenge this time around 
is just how close Yurika-chan's cooking will get to this” 



If she only wanted to win the contest, Shizuka probably would 
have chosen another dish. However, as it would also serve as 
guidance for Yurika, she chose this. Her goal this time around 
was to get Yurika to overcome the biggest obstacle when it 
came to deep-fried food. 

“I've done my best to beat the recipe for pork cutlets into 
Yurika-chan's head for this past month. So keep your 
expectations high” 

Shizuka said as she smiled. Her smile was overflowing with 
her wish for Yurika to put up a good fight. 

"You're taking care of others as always, landlord-san” 

"Maybe that's just in my nature. Also... I'm currently in my 
best weight, so I have more confidence” 

Shizuka whispered the latter half so that others couldn't hear. 

"Won't your own happiness get neglected if you're so focused 
on others?” 

"It's fine. You've noticed after all, Satomi-kun” 

Like Koutarou said, Shizuka was aware that she was putting 
herself behind. However, if she didn't do that, her own 
feelings wouldn't calm down, so up until now she had given 
up, accepting it as inevitable. But now she believed that this 
was the correct thing to do. Because she had met someone 
who noticed that part of her. 

"You'll give me some kind words later, right?” 

"No I won't” 


"Then sit down and hug my knees as I face the wall” 



"Okay, okay!” 

Shizuka believed that she could become happy the way she 
was now. 

Out of the girls of room 106, Harumi was fifth to appear. She 
was neither too fast nor too slow, it was a fitting timing for 
someone like her who was neither prudent nor self/asserted, 
and Koutarou couldn't keep himself from laughing. 

"Why are you laughing?” 

"I was just thinking that you're like an honors student even at 
times like these” 

"What is that supposed to mean" 

However, when it came to dealing with someone like 
Koutarou who she had known for a long time, she had learned 
to become more self-asserting, and she puffed up her cheeks 
in dissatisfaction. It was only at times like this that her honors 
student impression weakened. 

"That's just probably who you are” 

"Geez, Satomi-kun, you're really mean from time to time” 
"That's probably just who I am" 

"Satomi-kun!!” 

Despite Harumi being angry, she seemed somewhat gentle 
and adorable. The goodness from within her poured out and 
weakened her self-assertion. In fact, despite complaining to 
Koutarou, she was politely handing out her dish. And the 
Salisbury steak placed down in front of Koutarou was about as 
swollen as Harumi's cheeks. It was her masterpiece filled with 
cheese. 



“It looks very delicious" 

"Really?" 

And the moment Koutarou spoke just one word of praise, 
Harumi's expression turned into a smile. Not only was she 
bad at attacking others, but she was also bad at maintaining 
her anger. 

"... Whoops" 

Noticing that she was smiling, Harumi forced an angry 
expression. However, as she already smile, her expression 
had no effect at all. 

"... Uhm, I don't think you have to force yourself to be angry" 
"Alaia-san is saying that 'it's a matter of pride!'" 

“Oh? ... Then how about this" 

Struggling to respond, Koutarou fought back with a funny 
face. It was a simple gesture consisting of pushing up his 
cheeks with his hands and changing the shape of his eyes 
and mouth. 

“Puh" 

As he did, Harumi almost burst out laughing in an instant. Her 
angry expression vanished immediately. Harumi's tolerance 
towards laughter was low as well. Even more so when with 
someone she completely trusted. 

“That's more like it" 

"... Geez, Satomi-kun..." 


"Since you're so cute, that's an extra three plus points" 



"Be more serious, Satomi-kun" 


Harumi raised a fist that didn't look like it could harm a fly 
and scolded Koutarou. It was starting to get hard to keep 
track of what kind of evaluation this was, but this was fun 
its own way, and in the end, Harumi left satisfied. 



Part 21 


The next one to show up was Kiriha, but Sanae was next to 
her. However, that Sanae was just Sanae-chan, as she had 
left Sanae-san back in the home economics classroom. 

“How does it look?" 

“We're already half ways done" 

“Hmm. Then it's about time. I should bring my dish out too" 
"Hurry up" 

"Oka~y" 

Sanae left just as quickly as she came. She had come to 
survey how the judging was going. That was because her dish 
would taste better in the latter half of the competition. 
Unaware of that, Koutarou asked Kiriha, who was setting the 
table in front of him. 

“What did she make?" 

“Well, you'll just have to wait and see" 

"I guess so" 

"For now, only look at me" 

“Don't make it sound so weird" 

"No, I meant it exactly the way it sounded” 

“Hey..." 



Fufufu... 


Kiriha smiled as she put down a bowl of rice in front of 
Koutarou. With that, all the dishes were set. Kiriha had 
prepared very common dishes. There was nikujaga, deep- 
fried tofu, boiled greens with a dressing spinach and finally 
rice and miso soup. There was nothing special to it, they were 
standard meals you could find in any home. 

“This is awfully plain for you" 

“Do I look like that flashy of a woman to you?" 

Kiriha reached out and gently pinched the back of Koutarou's 
hand. It was an action telling him that she was a little upset. 














“Since you're hiding your true self at school, I figured you'd 
come out like that" 


“So how do I look in terms of the normal me?" 

“It's very much like you" 

“Just hearing that is enough. Now, please eat" 

Kiriha smiled and urged Koutarou to start the judging. Having 
him eat the food while it was still warm was standard 
practice. 

“Woah, what is this... wait a second, what about the rest...?" 

Koutarou began by drinking the miso soup, but he seemed to 
notice something there and moved to try the other dishes as 
well. As he did, he understood that it wasn't just the miso 
soup. 

“This is amazing, I don't know what to say... other than 
homemade food that must have taken a lot of trouble to 
make" 

“Can you tell?" 

"I can't tell any of the detailed points, only the parts that 
stand out. I see... so this is the challenge you took on, Kiriha- 
san?" 

"That's right" 

There was nothing special about Kiriha's homemade cooking. 
The ingredients and the cooking utensils were all the same as 
one would use at home. The problem in question was the 
time. It had clearly been made using more time than one 



could imagine spending on homemade food. You could call it 
super-high quality normal food. 

Even the miso soup was at that high quality. The stock was 
very carefully made, and just taking a sip of it spread the 
fragrance of bonito fish through your entire mouth. Though 
the seasoning was the usual miso, it wasn't the taste of the 
typical commercial miso. Instead, several miso had been 
purchased in an attempt to find the ideal mix. As a result, the 
taste didn't clash with the stock, but harmonized instead. The 
ingredients consisted of seaweed and radish, but the radish 
had been prepared in such a way that it would go down 
smooth. It was so overwhelmingly high quality one couldn't 
help but wonder if homemade food really needed to go this 
far. 

“It's amazingly normal— I didn't think I'd ever use these 
words as praise” 

“Then I've done it” 

Koutarou couldn't help but obediently praise Kiriha's cooking. 
It was extremely normal homemade food, that nobody would 
get tired of eating every day. This was a form of cooking that 
only Kiriha could pull off. 

“But why did you do something like this?” 

“I want to spend a life like this. I want to desperately live out 
a natural life” 

”... I can kind of understand that” 

"It's also to serve as a handicap towards Theia-dono and the 
others” 


"I see. So it was a good chance to aim for your ideal” 



“That's right" 


She didn't want anything special, just a normal everyday. 
She'd do her best to maintain such a lifestyle as that was her 
ideal life, which had splendidly been recreated on the tray. 
And since Koutarou had shown his understanding, Kiriha 
happily smiled. 



Part 22 


Sanae showed up a little while after Kiriha had left. The 
judging was already in its latter half, and there was less than 
an hour remaining of the cook-off. Sanae believed this timing 
was the best for the judges to try her dish. 

“Now, eat up Koutarou! You may eat your fill and praise me 
like crazy!” 

"Hmm... so you made sweets, Sanae” 

"Ehehehe, I figured there'd be less competition with sweets 
and it's around this time you'd like some!” 

Sanae had made sweets, and it had been made with an after¬ 
meal dessert in mind. A dessert that showed up by the time 
the judges starting getting sick of food. With that, the change 
in taste would remain in the judges minds, and she'd have 
fewer rivals as well. It was Sanae's great plan to seize a top 
spot with her abilities. 

"Surprisingly it's a plan you've used your head for” 

"It's time for you to learn of Sanae-chan's true power!” 

"Thank you for the food" 

"Eat until you're full!! And praise me until you get sick of it!! 
And while you're at it, increase my allowance!!” 

As Sanae excitedly stared at him, Koutarou picked up some of 
the sweets piled up on the plate and carried them to his 
mouth. In total there were five different types of sweets. 
Cream puff, eclair, chocolate mousse, raspberry tart and 
honey doughnut. They were all on the small size, made so 



that they could be eaten with ease. They were all things 
Sanae personally wanted to eat. 

“Oh, this is surprisingly properly done” 

"Damn straight!" 

"This must've been a lot of work" 

"No, she knows how to make all of them" 

"Oh yeah, I heard you underwent training to become a wife" 

“Was it good?" 

"I'm not allowed to say yet” 

"Hmm" 

Sanae swiftly astral projected and clung onto Koutarou's 
back. If he wasn't allowed to say, she would just ask the voice 
of his heart directly. Sanae's foul play used very advanced 
techniques. 

"Was it good?” 

"Yeah, you did good” 

"Ehehehe~, so which one did you like?” 

"The eclair I guess. I liked the change in taste more than the cream puff” 

"Me too! The way it's covered in chocolate is great, isn't it!” 

Koutarou's heart couldn't fully hide his intentions. So with no 
other choice available, he gave up on persuading Sanae and 
let her amuse herself with their conversation. 



Part 23 


Having trained under Shizuka's instructions, Yurika made the 
same dish as her. However, she brought her dish in an hour 
after Shizuka. Most likely because of her poor workmanship. 

“So you've finally come, Yurika" 

“Sorry to keep you waiting" 

With less than half an hour of the cook-off left, there were 
many running in to get their dishes judged, and Yurika was 
one of them. 

“Ooh, it looks normal at least" 

To Koutarou's surprise, Yurika's pork cutlets looked like pork 
cutlets. While the cut was thicker than Shizuka's, it still 
looked okay, and it hadn't blackened from being fried too 
long either. 

“Ehe, ehehehe, I made extra and picked out the ones that 
turned out good" 

Currently, Yurika's success rate for pork cutlet was around 
60%. So her plan was to make 50% more cutlets than there 
were judges. 

She understood her own capabilities after having practiced 
together with Shizuka. 

Now that I think about it, she can pull through when she gets serious. So I 
guess she got serious about cooking... 

When it came to fighting, and studying, Yurika would carry 
through without fail when she truly had to. Yurika probably 



demonstrated that side of her this time as well. 


“I'm sorry, Yurika" 

“Eh? Why?" 

“No, it's nothing. Let's hurry up and eat" 

“Yes. Hurry before it cools" 

Koutarou rearranged his feelings, before reaching out towards 
the pork cutlet with his chopsticks. It seems like it had just 
been brought up from the frier as steam was rising from the 
cuts. Heat had properly passed through the meat and there 
were no red parts. The smell also helped bring up an 
appetite. The overall atmosphere was not bad at all. 

“Thank you for the food" 

"Yes, you're welcome" 

Koutarou put the pork cutlet in his mouth and felt the crispy 
texture of the outer layer. Next he felt a thick taste as the 
batter and sauce mixed, and finally the soft pork that still had 
its juices inside of it. It was without a doubt the taste of pork 
cutlets. 

“How is it?" 

“Rejoice, Yurika. It's a proper pork cutlet" 

"Alright!! Is it good!?" 

Being told that her dish was properly made, Yurika's eyes 
sparkled and she slammed her hands down on Koutarou's 
table and leaned forward. 

“If I tell you that, it wouldn't be an examination" 



“Ah, r-right! I'm sorry...” 

When Koutarou stopped her, Yurika fell silent and withdrew. 
But seeing Yurika look so apologetic, Koutarou felt bad for her 
and followed up a little. 

"But Yurika” 

"Y-Yes?” 

"If you had made this back when you lost that game... I 
wouldn't have had any complaints" 

Yurika's pork cutlet was no match for Shizuka's. The thickness 
of the outer layer was not uniform, and it also looked like it 
had been frying for too long. However, it was a proper pork 
cutlet, and most of all, Koutarou believe it was better than 
what he himself could do. 

"Ah..." 

Hearing that, Yurika's face brightened up with a flash and she 
smiled as she firmly pressed her hands against her chest. 
Tears started forming in the corner of her eyes. 

"Thank you very much! Thank you very much! It was worth 
all of the effort!" 

Yurika wiped away her tears as she thanked Koutarou. She 
was truly happy. She felt like her feminine part had been 
acknowledged. 

"... Is it really something to cry about?" 

"You wouldn't get it, Satomi-san... boys don't..." 


The placing does not mattered to Yurika. Just having Koutarou 
acknowledge her was enough. She had been able to achieve 



the goal she had been striving for this past month. 



Part 24 


Yurika repeatedly waved her hand as she left. Seeing her off, 
Koutarou felt something warm spreading throughout his 
chest. It was very pleasant seeing someone's efforts bear 
fruit. 

I was thinking too negatively about Yurika... 

As a result, Koutarou's expectations had proven wrong. There 
was no need to buy stomach medicine in preparation for 
Yurika's cooking. That just showed that Koutarou was still 
making light of Yurika. However, she was no longer the same 
as she was. Koutarou felt it was strange that he felt that way 
about Yurika. In the past he had only thought of her as a 
useless freeloader. 

Or maybe I just wanted her to be remain a problematic classmate... 

Koutarou dimly stared at the clock in the gym as he thought 
of that. The cook-off was almost over, only ten minutes 
remained. 

"Ohohohoho... it's finally time for the star!!” 

That was when the final participant, Clan, appeared for 
judging with a loud laugh. And as Clan appeared, the 
peaceful feeling Koutarou felt vanished somewhere. 

"Geez, you were still left, weren't you” 

"That's how you greet me? Now that I'm here, the victory is 
mine” 

"You were making that food using some strange techniques, 
but is it actually edible?" 



Koutarou sent Clan a doubtful glance. She had used a very 
novel method consisting of only putting her ingredients into a 
pan and shaking it. The pan in question was without a doubt 
made using some kind of advanced technology, but it still 
remained to be seen if it was actually harmful to one's health. 

"Of course! It's the duty of a scientist to examine her 
inventions to make sure they're practical!” 

"You sure about that?" 

"I've tried it myself several times! It's made safe food!" 

"Then that's fine" 

"Just shut up and eat, BertorionM" 

Clan practically slammed a deep plate down in front of 
Koutarou. Inside was the dish Clan had made. Brown and 
white, it was a dish with a unique contrast. 

"... Curry?” 

"That's right! It's the most delicious curry in the world!" 

Clan was full of confidence. With her arms crossed she threw 
her head back. But it certainly didn't look like it to Koutarou. 

"No matter how I look at it, it's just a made-at-home curry" 

Clan had announced that it was the most delicious curry in 
the world, but it looked far from what you'd see at a luxurious 
restaurant and more like something you'd eat at home or 
school. It was a simply curry filled with potatoes and curry. 

"Less chat and more eating!” 

"Okay, okay, don't shout" 



Clan probably wouldn't be satisfied until he tried it for 
himself, so Koutarou picked up the spoon and scooped up a 
mouthful of curry and rice. 

“Now eat up, Bertorion! And grovel before me!" 

“You don't have to exaggerate that much... Mmmmm!?" 

However, when Koutarou put the curry in his mouth, he 
realized that Clan's words were neither a lie nor an 
exaggeration. It looked like a plain curry, but the taste was 
something completely different. It confused him as the 
difference in taste and look was just so large. 

“Clan, what is with this curry!?” 

"Ohohohoho! This is the dawn of a new era of cooking! The 
time when all cooks grovel down before science has come!!” 

"What did you do!?” 

"It's simple, the nanomachines sprinkled onto the curry 
absorbed the taste, and completely blocked out the usual 
taste. It then sends the brain the false information that it's 
eating the most delicious curry in the world!” 

Clan's two inventions worked together. The first invention, 
her pan, created a simple curry using nanomachines. And her 
second invention forcibly reedited the taste. The 
nanomachines sprinkled onto the curry as seasoning stepped 
in between the tongue and curry, and changed the taste. 

“That's cheating!” 

"No! This is a form of cooking that makes 0 use of the 
ingredients' taste!” 


In other words, the curry was only made to create the proper 



texture, while the taste was completely fake. By just 
changing the taste, Clan made it easy to create the ultimate 
curry. Even a veteran cook would have no chance against this 
taste. It was only natural for Clan to boast triumphantly. 

“Besides, there's no rule that forbids the use of—" 

Bang. 

However, that was when something unexpected happened. 
“Woaaaah, w-w-what happened, Kou!!“ 

Hueh?” 

Having eaten the curry, Koutarou literally spewed fire from 
his mouth and collapsed on the floor. 



Part 25 


Koutarou hadn't exploded and spewed fire because of one of 
Clan's misses. If anything, it was an accident caused by 
several factors working together. 

There were nanomachines inside of Koutarou that had been 
injected before for medical treatment. Ruth had injected 
these into him for Koutarou's sake after fierce battles. These 
nanomachines not only healed his wounds and managed his 
health, but also worked to prevent invasions of foreign 
bodies. As a result, viruses and germs that entered his body 
were eliminated. 

However, this time around that function had backfired. The 
seasoning nanomachines stuck on Koutarou's tongue feeding 
false information into his mind were deemed as foreign 
bodies and attacked in order to be eliminated. The 
nanomachines faithful to their duty began a counterattack 
the moment they were attacked. As a result, a war on a 
nanoscale broke out in Koutarou's mouth. The outcome of 
which was the explosion. 

When Koutarou came to, Clan and Ruth explained what had 
happened to him. The nanomachines had clashed in an 
unexpected way, and no one in particular was to blame. 

"... And that's what happened” 

”1 am sorry. I completely left out the possibility of you already 
having nanomachines inside of you” 

”1 also forgot to tell you” 

”Hai shee, sho thathsh whath happhenhed hin mhy mhouth” 



While it was on a small scale, an explosion had occurred in 
Koutarou's mouth, so it had gotten burnt. Which meant that 
he could barely speak. He was currently being treated by the 
medical nanomachines and magic. 

"Sanae, please translate” 

"Aye aye. He said 'I see, so that's what happened in my 
mouth'” 

Fortunately, as long as he shouldered Sanae, he could get his 
point across. Since Sanae riding his back was a daily 
occurrence, he didn't feel any discomfort. 

"Koutarou is saying 'What happened to the cook-off” 

While Koutarou was unconscious he had been taken to room 
106. Because of that, he didn't know the results of the cook¬ 
off. So he had been wondering about it ever since he woke 
up. That was when Shizuka, who was part of the cooking 
society, began explaining. 

"Well, first off... because of the commotion with Satomi-kun, 
the time ran out and Clan-san was disqualified” 

"Well that couldn't be avoided. So I carried you back here” 

"He says 'I won't say thanks'" 

"I know that. You don't need to be mean" 

Koutarou having suddenly collapsed was treated as him 
simply feeling faint. Fortunately, there was no one present 
that would suspect nanomachines, so the school accepted it 
right away. However, because of the commotion, the time ran 
out and with Koutarou out of commission, there weren't 
enough judges to score and Clan was disqualified. The 
moment he collapsed, Clan's disqualification was decided. 



“Don't worry Glasses. Koutarou isn't really angry. But since 
you're so cute, he's only pretending to be" 

“B-Bertorion!?" 

“Oh, I wasn't supposed to say that? Sorry, Koutarou. 

Ehehehe" 

“A-Ahem, w-well, it's true that it was partially my fault, so it 
would be childish of me to scold you" 

Clan blushes slightly and cheered up, as the atmosphere of 
the room softened up. The truth was that all of the girls were 
curious about Koutarou's condition and mood. Sensing that 
change in atmosphere, Shizuka smiled and continued to 
speak. 

“Apart from Clan-san, your paper was filled up with scores, so 
it was submitted as it was and the cook-off continued" 

I see 

“The winner was the current president of the cooking society. 
The runner up was the person in charge of that restaurant. 
And Ruth came in third!" 

“'It certainly was delicious, that omelette with rice. The flag 
was nice too. Anyways, congratulations, Ruth-san' he says" 

“Thank you very much, Master! I'm so happy right now!" 

The order was sort of expected. As Kiriha challenged a 
special kind of cooking, Ruth ended up with a higher rank. 

“That's sort of how it went" 


"'Thank you very much, landlord-san'" 



“You're welcome" 


Koutarou was satisfied, having gotten to hear what he 
wanted to. He then drank the his tea that had been placed on 
the tea table in front of him. The tea was already cold, but he 
didn't make his burned mouth sting. 

“Can I have a moment, Koutarou" 

The next person to open her mouth was Kiriha. There was 
something she wanted to ask Koutarou, so she had been 
waiting for Shizuka to finish. 

“'What?'" 

“The truth is when you collapsed, I saw your score sheet, and 
all of our scores were at a standard seven points. I wanted to 
know the reason for that" 

There were basic scores decided for the judging. Delicious 
food was seven points, normal was five and bad was three. 

On top of that, the judge could add or subtract three points at 
their own discretion. This created the possibility of a score 
between 0 and ten. 

On Koutarou's score sheet, all of the girls of room 106 had 
been given a score of seven, delicious. Though the 
examination was only half finished, even Clan had been given 
seven points. 

However, that was a weird scoring. Looking at it objectively, 
Theia, Yurika and Maki all served a dish that would be rated 
at five points. However, their scores were all seven without 
exception. Kiriha was curious about that. 

“Koutarou is refusing to answer" 

Koutarou had a clear answer for Kiriha's question, but he 



didn't want Sanae to say it. His feelings as a boy of age made 
him refuse speaking. 


"Satomi-kun, I think answering would be better to resolve any 
misunderstandings” 

In contrast to Koutarou who was hesitant to answer, Harumi 
smiled. She had more or less caught on to Koutarou's 
intentions. So Koutarou smiled wryly and allowed Sanae to 
say it. 

"'Deliciousness isn't decided by taste alone'" 

Having lost his mother at an early age and grown up with just 
his father, Koutarou would often eat alone. When eating all on 
his own, nothing he ate felt delicious. Koutarou didn't start 
feeling a difference in taste until Kenji appeared. That was 
why everyone had a score of seven. To Koutarou it was an 
obvious outcome. 

"Koutarou..." 

Koutarou's true feelings that Sanae had spoken, was actually 
something that Kiriha had said to Koutarou eleven years ago. 
That's why she understood the meaning of those words 
better than anyone. What was important was to be face to 
face with someone, as that gave the taste a meaning. And 
that wasn't limited to just taste. It would surely give meaning 
to living as well. 

"Since I got to hear what I wanted to know... I think it's about 
time for dinner" 

In that case, there was something Koutarou and the others 
should do. In the end, they only faced the judge on their own 
during the cook-off. So now they needed to be face to face all 
ten of them together. 



“Now that I think about it, we only made food without eating” 


“Dinner, huh... Satomi-kun, how is your mouth?” 

"'It's okay, landlord-san'” 

“Maki-chan, do you think Satomi-san's mouth will heal until 
dinner time?” 

“Stop talking and you help too, Yurika!” 

”1 will help too” 

"Clan-sama, could you prepare some pain relievers, just in 
case?” 

”1 think I had some strong ones in my laboratory” 

Thus, the cook-offended and Koutarou and the others 
returned to their normal life. It was a normal and peaceful 
everyday life that you could find anywhere. 

“By the way, Satomi-san, what are you drinking?” 

“He says it's stomach medicine. It looks like Koutarou wasn't 
trusting our cooking” 

“Whaaaaaat!?” 

But because of that, they were able to live facing each other. 
And because they could do that, there was meaning in the 
natural things such as the food being good, the homework 
being finished or the manga being interesting. 



Translator's Notes and References 


l.A Japanese recipe for potatoes 



Afterword 


Long time no see everyone, it's the author, Takehaya. This 
time marks the release of the 20th volume. Strictly speaking, 
adding in the side chapters and DVD extras, it's the 23rd 
volume but I am still happy. Thank you very much everyone. 

Included in this volume is a series of short stories entitled 
'Rokujouma no Shrinyakusha!? Hercules! 1 , and the remaining 
half will be included in the next volume. Unlike the other work 
I've done on the series, these are incredibly peaceful. 

Truth be told, there is something that is always on my mind 
when I handle this work. I always worry that the readers 
might get bored when reading this work, so I gradually 
change the contents as the volumes progress. For that 
change, I use Doraemon as a reference. The first stage is the 
same as usual Doraemon, next, there is sometimes a 
heartfelt segment with the grandma, and once everyone is 
used to the characters there's the long dramatic piece. This 
looks like a proper method, but there is actually a large flaw 
with this. Depending on the timing of when the reader fell in 
love with the work, the story might develop in an unwanted 
fashion. 

In particular, when you enter the story summary, there are a 
lot of serious developments. There are often a lot of fights. 
There are those that like that kind of story, but it's not 
necessarily something everyone would want. The readers 
from the very start I am sure would also like the same as 
usual Doraemon, and the heartfelt moments that appear 
from time to time. 

So I would sometime like to write volumes like this every now 



and then, but that creates new problems. That is the problem 
of keeping the flow intact between the Folsaria arc and the 
Forthorthe arc. A clear link in the story was made in the 
Folsaria arc so I can't imagine being able to squeeze in a 
period where nothing happens there. 

So instead, rather than trying to make a volume out of it, I 
wanted to squeeze it in between the main volumes. Just then, 
the 'Read it! HJ Bunko' site for shorter stories was started. 
That site worked well with what I wanted and the short 
stories were revealed like this. 

From now on, as we advance into the Forthorthe arc, 
collections of the short stories written on 'Hercules!' will be 
added in as extras. I will work hard so that everyone can 
enjoy themselves. 

And in the next volume, volume 21, the Forthorthe arc will 
finally start. I am actually wondering if I should add a subtitle 
to this or not. If I do, it would be called 'The Golden Princess 
and the Blue Knight'. The golden princess who had been in a 
supporting role 2,000 years ago would be taking the lead this 
part. As the situation develops into something similar to what 
happened 2,000 years ago, an adventure unfolds. Look 
forward to it. 


That's about it for this time, so I would like to finish with my 
usual greetings. I would like to give my very grateful thanks 
to everyone at the editorial department for their hard work 
publishing 20 volumes, Poco-san who always draws me cute 
illustrations, and finally to you readers who have supported 
me for all this time. 


Then let us meet again in the afterword of volume 21. 
July, 2015 



Takehaya 








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