In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

"what?"

"It's about Qianli..."

"kindness."

Kasumigaoka nodded, indicating that she was listening.

Eriri asked, seemingly nonchalantly

"What are you going to do?"

"What can I do? Of course, I still have the same thought as before: I have to see him. Regardless of whether he is like us or whether he has experienced the same dreams as us, I have to see him. There are many other things to consider, but with the information so unclear right now, thinking about them will only cause me unnecessary distress. I will make many decisions after I see him."

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

"but……"

"but?"

"But there's no need to rush for now."

"why?"

"I haven't had much rest these past two days. When I looked in the mirror this morning, I noticed that my complexion wasn't very good. I also need to diet so that my belly can go down a little before I go to see him."

Eriri glanced at Kasumigaoka's flat stomach, then touched her own belly.

She hadn't thought of this at all and didn't think it was necessary, but after hearing Kasumigaoka mention it, she immediately made the same decision: she'd just have a cup of yogurt for lunch.

"There's one more thing I want to say."

Eriri looked at Kasumigaoka with a slightly wary gaze.

Kasumigaoka smiled slightly.

"I know what you're thinking. I won't hide anything from you and do anything secretly anymore."

"you swear."

"How childish. You don't need to do that kind of thing. When have you ever seen me break my promise?"

"Hmph, I hope that's the case."

Eriri felt relieved.

Although this guy next to me often has a terrible temper, there's one good thing about him: he never goes back on his word.

However, Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned slightly after making such a promise.

She always felt like she had forgotten something important.

I can't remember... It must be my imagination.

…………

Chapter Seventy-Six Peeping

"Perhaps this sounds a bit exaggerated and cheesy, but there is no doubt that the dish is infused with the maker's love."

"Eh--"

"So every day, I eat this bento box filled with love with a grateful heart, not leaving a single grain of rice."

"Aha--"

"You may not be able to fully grasp the meaning of what I'm saying right now, but once you have someone by your side who can prepare lunchboxes for you, you'll understand how I feel right now."

"It's okay if you don't understand, but after saying so much, who prepared your bento box?"

"My mom."

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato resisted the urge to give him the middle finger and took a bite of the bread in her hand.

Fukube Satoshi smiled.

"Haha, just kidding. By the way, is it really okay for you to eat bread every day for lunch? It'll cause nutritional imbalance. If you don't mind, I'll share some of my fried chicken and broccoli with you."

"No need. You said that this bento box is filled with your love. I really feel bad taking even a little bit. I just need to eat the cold food made by the cold machines on the assembly line, which is perfectly fine."

"Now that you say that, it makes me even more worried."

"Don't worry, I eat well as usual. I even had a big bowl of fried pork chop rice last night."

Seemingly unintentionally, but actually having been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people on her right, Touma Kazusa finished her pudding in two bites after hearing Suzumiya Chisato's words, got up and threw it into the trash can at the back of the classroom before leaving.

Suzumiya Chisato sighed softly.

"what happened?"

"What's wrong?"

You look like you have something on your mind.

"Yes, and also... you seem a bit strange today."

"What's weird?"

Suzumiya Chisato looked down at herself. The uniform was still the same, the buttons were neatly fastened, and there were no strange stains on it.

"Let me make it clear beforehand that I'm not gay. Before, I just thought your eyes were beautiful, but today I feel that you as a whole... how should I put it, give off a completely new vibe, like a famous celebrity, with a powerful aura that draws people in effortlessly. Do you understand what I mean?"

"..."

His reminder made Suzumiya Senri suddenly remember the reward she had received the night before.

He also realized why someone had been staring at him all morning.

Even the teachers who taught him were not spared; he would be called on to ask questions in every class, and he didn't even have time to lie down and take a nap.

And then there's Touma Kazusa, who thinks she's disguised herself very well, but the number of times she's spied on herself... must have been at least a dozen times.

I stole a glance at him just before I left.

Is the extraordinary demeanor of this young nobleman really that domineering?

"That's ridiculous, it must be your imagination."

Suzumiya Chisato calmly denied Fukube Satoshi's remarkably accurate intuition, crumpling the empty bread wrapper in her hand into a ball.

"Take your time eating, I have to go now."

"Shall we go find Touma-kun?"

Fukube Satoshi's smile was ambiguous.

Suzumiya Chisato smiled but didn't answer. She threw the trash into the trash can and left the classroom.

He didn't plan to go find Touma Kazusa, even though the two of them had talked a little more after the school nurse asked him to take her home yesterday.

However, in class, unless he takes the initiative, they will not have any conversations, and they are still stuck in the same place.

He was going to see Goto Ichiri, the pitiful-looking girl who had autism and no friends.

I made an appointment with her yesterday. She will bring her guitar to school today and play it for him during lunch break.

On LINE, the meeting place sent by Goto Ichiri was the lawn behind the club building.

Occasionally, members of the ensemble will bring out their double basses or tubas to practice playing.

However, it's lunch break now, and the sun is blazing, so it's safe to assume that almost no one else would be here doing anything at this time.

This choice of location, which avoids causing trouble for others, also reveals Goto Ichiri's cautious personality.

In contrast, the two people he got involved with in The Sims were completely different.

A complete pragmatist, with maximum action-oriented energy.

As Suzumiya Chisato walked towards the agreed-upon location, she looked at the content displayed on her phone.

Toyonosaki Academy is a private school. You can get there directly by walking to the nearest tram stop and taking the tram. The whole journey takes about half an hour.

He recalled what Fukube Satoshi had jokingly said to him earlier.

"There's no doubt that the creator's love was poured into the dish..."

He uttered the sentence softly.

He then thought of the dishes that the two people had prepared for him in the simulation.

Whether it's a simple home-cooked meal or a seafood dish, everything is incredibly delicious, almost too delicious...

If the Sims are truly acting according to their own will, then he cannot remain behind the scenes and pretend nothing has happened.

In any case, his initial idea of ​​resolving the problem without bloodshed might not have been a good solution.

He thought that meeting in person to clarify things was perhaps the best way to resolve the issue.

Chisato Suzumiya put her phone back in her pocket and rubbed her eyes, which were sore from lack of sleep.

After the important matter was confirmed, his steps became much lighter.

He quickly arrived at the club building and circled around to the back from the side.

He spotted her from afar; she was wearing a pleated skirt over her trousers, and from behind, she looked perfectly safe, giving no reason to approach her.

Just as he raised his hand to greet them, he noticed something was amiss.

Why is Goto Ichiri, holding a guitar, lying suspiciously by the wall?

The way they looked clearly indicated they were spying on something.

Suzumiya Chisato approached quietly, and as he got closer, he heard Goto Ichiri swallow hard. He also clearly saw the ahoge (cowlick) on the side of her head, which was swaying comically, whether from the wind or some other factor.

He quietly stood behind Goto Ichiri without disturbing her, and like her, peeked out to look ahead.

The doubts in my heart were answered the next moment, which was not an unexpected scene.

It was a couple kissing, and their actions were quite intense. When their lips touched, they created glistening threads in the sunlight and made a soft, squelching sound.

No wonder Goto Ichiri was so completely absorbed in watching it.

Just as Suzumiya Chisato was about to gently pat her shoulder to announce his arrival.

Goto Ichiri slowly tucked the guitar she was holding in her right hand between her legs.