"so what?"

"Who gave that fruit tart?"

The landlord asked casually while facing the full-length mirror on the living room wall.

Spread the milky white semi-gel-like object evenly on the palm of your hand and apply it finely on your face.

After a while, the originally fair and rosy little face was covered with a layer of snow-whiteness.

"A friend I met on the road."

Shiina Iori was lying halfway on the bed, looking through a copy of "Cognitive Psychology" in her hand.

This was bought by him before, but I only remembered it today.

"Girl?"

Miyahara Nagisa's voice was faint, and the facial cleanser on her face had been applied evenly.

"Um."

After getting the answer, the girl walked back to the bathroom of her room through the wall door.

There was a rustling sound of water coming from the opposite side.

In the living room, Yui Igarashi was holding a small piece of fruit tart alone and ate it beautifully with a fork.

There was a little cream on the corner of my mouth.

Of course it was too late for Shiina to come back today. When they started their meal, it was already nine o'clock.

So, the fruit tart became a tribute handed over by the envoy Shiina to Miyahara and Igarashi.

After Miyahara Nagisa finished her meal, she looked at the fruit tart for a long time and only tasted it for a small bite and didn't eat more.

On the contrary, Yui eats it very deliciously.

“Em-Am-M…”

The wind outside the window is filled with a hint of cherry blossoms and a hint of coolness at night.

Igarashi shrank in the corner near the balcony, without using a table. He held a fork in one hand and a cell phone in the other, holding half a piece of fruit tart in his arms, and a cup of apple cider vinegar firmly on his chest.

Insert the straw and you can sip it with a mouthful as soon as you lower your head.

So, she was playing with her mobile phone while eating desserts and drinking drinks without delaying anything. Her wife's delicate breathing sound came from the screen.

He laughs from time to time.

Has this guy really won the award in PRO's programming competition?

Shiina Iori glanced at her and turned her head again.

Reading books quietly in bed.

"Shina-kun?"

After a while, she heard her carefully calling herself: "Do you still eat the remaining half of the fruit tart?"

"You ask Nagisa, I'll give you my share."

"Thank you Shizuna~"

So Igarashi walked through the wall door with a happy expression.

Soon, I came back immediately, ran to the refrigerator and took out the remaining half of the fruit tart.

"Igarashi San."

"What's wrong? Shizuna-kun!" The girl looked very happy.

"I'll eat it tomorrow, it's already past ten o'clock now."

"Don't worry! Girls have stomachs that specialize in desserts! It doesn't matter."

Yui patted her chest confidently.

A pair of big seals trembled.

"Although I can choose to believe you, eating too many desserts at night can easily increase blood sugar and can easily cause stomachache."

Shiina's book turned over a page.

"Besides, if you store too much fat in your strange stomach, it will easily sag."

“The shape will become very strange later.”

“…”

Igarashi was silent for a long time and finally spoke up.

"Now, Shiina Jun."

After a while, Yui put down the fruit tart and hugged her chest: "You are actually the kind of egg-shaped super-working figure in adult gals, right?"

"Although I don't know what character you are talking about, but... why do you think so?"

"It's not because you always say something that seems amazing inadvertently!"

Igarashi's face turned red: "How could a boy advise girls to stop eating sweets so much!"

Shiina Iori doesn't care about this:

"Ah, then I'll pay attention next time."

Yui Igarashi covered her chest, looked down, and then turned to look at the fruit tarts in the refrigerator.

Swallowed.

In the end, he closed the door of the dessert with a difficult expression.

Retracted back to the original corner and continued playing with your phone.

The room was a little too quiet.

Shiina himself enjoyed this atmosphere very much, flipping through the books in his hand page by page.

Only Igarashi's cell phone could hear the charming voices of a girl from time to time.

But this time, I didn't hear Yui's laughter again.

It took a long time to hear her feel a little uneasy.

"Now, Shiina Jun."

"If you eat too much sweets, your shape won't really become strange, right?"

“Not necessarily.”

"If you are willing to exercise about 500 calories every day, eating more is not a big deal."

"Five hundred cards? How much is that?"

"If Igarashi San, you have fifty kilograms..."

"I'm not that heavy!"

"Suppose! You have fifty kilograms - this is for easy calculations. It takes about ten kilometers to get so much?"

"Of course, if you cooperate with anaerobic exercise, it will definitely be faster."

"But for you, it's hard to complete normally."

"More than ten kilometers!?"

Yui's voice was almost knotted, and then she trembled: "Then, then I'd better eat less."

"Yeah, right."

After Nagisa entered the opposite house, he didn't come out again, probably because he was sleeping.

Seeing that I had no chance to eat fruit tarts again, Igarashi hesitated for a while and returned to the upper floor.

Probably I continued playing games.

The room finally became quiet.

Shiina was still flipping through books like Yui was still there.

Until around twelve o'clock.

Wash and soak your feet.

Go to bed.

......

The next day, class.

Shiina Iori entered the classroom with her bag on her back and saw some of the Panasonic gathering together, rustling and wondering what she was saying.

Shiina Iori looked at the position he was used to sitting in, and then looked at the few of them. She rationally chose her backpack to walk towards another empty seat.

"Hey~! Iori!"
To be continued...