Restarting life, starting from bullying Pochi-chan

"Then it's a deal." Chihaya Aine raised her pretty face, "Kitahara-san, please don't stand me up when the time comes, okay?"

Kitahara Makoto nodded: "It's a deal."

Chihaya Aine took out her cell phone and moved closer. The fresh scent of the girl filled Kitahara Makoto's nose. "Let's exchange contact information first. If there is anything else, we can contact each other on the phone in time."

"..."

After exchanging contact information, the two went their separate ways.

The four classes in the morning passed quickly and it was lunch time in a blink of an eye.

The bell rings.

Kita Ikuyo quickly sent a message: "Kitahara-san, let's go to the sports warehouse. The lunch boxes are ready."

Kitahara Makoto originally suggested going to the school rooftop, but the weather was getting hot and Kita was worried about getting tanned, so they ended up deciding to eat their lunch in the sports warehouse in the corner of the playground.

"receive."

After replying a message to Kita, Kitahara Makoto put away his phone and walked out slowly.

Although it was not yet midsummer, he was already sweating slightly on the way to the playground. Kitahara Makoto pondered for a moment, turned around and walked to a vending machine, bought two bottles of cold drinks, and then went to the sports warehouse.

"Kitahara-san, come in, come in." Kita Ikuyo had already arrived at the sports warehouse. Seeing Kitahara Makoto open the door, she waved hurriedly, "As expected, there is no one in the warehouse."

Kitahara Makoto walked into the sports warehouse and closed the door. The warehouse suddenly became dim. Only a window on the wall let in sunlight, forming a bright Tyndall effect in the warehouse.

"Give."

Kitahara Makoto took a can of iced juice and gently touched it to Kita Ikuyo's face.

"ah--!!"

Kita Ikuyo's body trembled suddenly, and she almost jumped up. Her face quickly swelled up like a puffer fish, and she raised her face and shouted:

“O-Ouch!”

"It's just a drink." Kitahara Makoto sat down next to Kita, "Where's my bento?"

"Inside my bag, if people see me bringing two bento boxes, people will definitely ask questions..." Kita Ikuyo lowered her head, opened her backpack, took out two bento boxes, and whispered, "Kitahara-san sent me a message so suddenly that I didn't have time to prepare properly. Fortunately, there are ingredients that my mother bought yesterday in the refrigerator... Here, here you go."

Kitahara Makoto took the lunch box and opened it. He thought it would be very plain, but it turned out to be surprisingly good. There were fried chicken nuggets, nori rolls, cherry tomatoes, broccoli, sausages... Regardless of how it tasted, it looked good at least.

"how is it going?"

Kita Ikuyo raised her little face, her eyes bright and expectant as she looked over, with 'Praise me soon' clearly written on her face.

"Yes, the bento is very cute." Kitahara Makoto was naturally not stingy with praise, and said in a warm voice, "It looks delicious at first glance."

"Hey~"

Kita Ikuyo was immediately happy when she received the praise.

"But..." Kitahara Makoto turned his head and looked over, "Did Kita-san forget something?"

"Eh?" Kita Ikuyo was startled, "What did I forget?"

Kitahara Makoto stretched out his right hand: "Why don't you give me the chopsticks?"

"Chopsticks..." Kita Ikuyo blinked, lowered her head and rummaged through her backpack. Suddenly she raised her little face and looked at me pitifully. "It's over, it's over. I was in a hurry to go out and forgot to prepare an extra pair of chopsticks... What should I do?"

Kitahara Makoto hesitated for two seconds and quickly said:

"Eat your lunch first, and give me your chopsticks when you're done."

Kita Ikuyo's face quickly turned red: "Isn't that an indirect kiss?!"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Kitahara Makoto asked, "It's too late to go back and get chopsticks now, right?"

"Well, that..." Kita's face flushed, hesitating and twisting his fingers, "How about I use my hands..."

Chapter 90 Open your mouth and check carefully

"...You want to eat it with your hands?"

Kitahara Makoto looked over in surprise.

"That's right!" Kita Ikuyo clenched her fists. "I've seen Indian cooking videos on Niconico, and the Indians in those videos all eat with their hands... so give the chopsticks to Kitahara-san, and I'll eat my bento with my hands."

Fortunately, the beast-eared girl is not here, otherwise she would definitely call you a kind person!

"I've seen Indian food videos..." Kitahara Cheng narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but complain, "Clean and hygienic, right?"

Whenever he wanted to have a midnight snack but was worried about gaining weight, Kitahara Makoto would find a video about Indian cuisine, especially the armpit pancakes, which were fried with armpit hair on them. He would instantly lose his appetite after watching them.

I guess even Xiaodeng, who has unique hobbies, doesn’t have the courage to challenge Indian cuisine.

"Yeah." Kita Ikuyo nodded her head, "If they can, then of course I can too."

"Indians can do it, but you may not be able to do it." Kitahara Makoto looked over speechlessly, "...When you came here, where did your hands touch?"

"Hmm..." Kita Ikuyo raised her little face and thought for a moment, then said, "I touched the handrail when I was going downstairs."

Kitahara Makoto said expressionlessly:

"Very good, one million bacteria have arrived on the battlefield."

"Eh, eh, eh?" Kita Ikuyo leaned back in shock. "A million bacteria are too many, right?"

Where is there more?

If it is the nails that harbor dirt, the number of bacteria in one nail gap would be more than billions!

"Go on." Kitahara Makoto nodded, "Where else did you touch?"

"That...touched the schoolbag."

"anything else?"

"I pushed open the door of the sports warehouse with my hands... Ah, now I remember, when I passed by the playground, I found that my shoelaces were loose, so I squatted down to tie them up."

"shoelace?"

Kitahara Makoto took a deep breath and looked down at Kita Ikuyo's black round-toed leather shoes.

"Okay, no need to say more, absolutely no using your hands!"

"Woo——"

Kita Ikuyo puffed up her face like an angry puffer fish: "When you heard me tying my shoelaces, Kitahara-san's reaction was too big, wasn't it?"

Not good at all!

As someone who always carries athlete's foot cream with you, who knows what might be on your shoes!

"You're overthinking it." Kitahara Makoto changed the subject, "Because I've come up with a way to have the best of both worlds."

"Eh?" Kita Ikuyo tilted her head and looked over, "What's the solution?"

Kitahara Makoto suggested:

"Chopsticks have two ends, front and back. You use one end and I use the other end. This way we can both eat and avoid kissing indirectly."

"..."

After being stunned for two seconds, Kita Ikuyo suddenly opened her eyes wide and exclaimed:

"Kitahara-san is so smart!!"

Kitahara Makoto: “…”

You can come up with a solution with just a quick thought, your expression is so exaggerated! People who don’t know would think you have solved a world-class math problem!

"Kitahara-san is simply a genius!" Kita Ikuyo looked up with admiration in her eyes, "I never thought there was such a method, it's amazing!"

"Don't praise me, don't praise me." Kitahara Makoto moved the corner of his mouth slightly, "Now that the chopstick problem has been solved, you should eat your lunch box quickly and give me the chopsticks after you finish eating."

This Kita loves to praise others. If he continues like this, he will soon lose himself.

"Here, chopsticks are for you."

Who knew that Kita Ikuyo shook her head and handed over the chopsticks: "Kitahara-san, please eat first."

Kitahara Makoto was puzzled: "Why?"

"I eat very slowly. If I can't finish it, I can take it back to the classroom and eat it slowly." Kita Ikuyo looked at her seriously, "And it's my fault that I forgot to bring chopsticks, so of course I have to take responsibility."

"Also, let me use chopsticks to clean your butt!" Kita Ikuyo hurriedly added, "Let's remember today more deeply so that we won't make the same mistake again in the future!"

"……All right."

Kitahara Makoto reached out and took the chopsticks without refusing: "Then I'll eat first."

"..."

Lunch time officially begins.

While eating his lunch box, Kitahara Makoto opened the simulator and the status of his daily tasks was quietly refreshed.

It is obvious that this is indeed the bento made by Kita himself, and there is no deception.

[Daily Task 3: This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time]

[Task Introduction: If you have never eaten a love bento made by a girl during your high school life, you will regret it for the rest of your life. Please eat a love bento made by a girl.]

[Current progress: completed]

[Task Reward: Successfully eat the loving bento made by the beautiful girl, and your charm attribute will be permanently increased]

"Can eating a bento increase your charm attribute?"

Kitahara Makoto just glanced at the reward and paid no more attention to it.

This thing doesn't have a specific value, God knows how much it has increased... But having said that, recently, whether he is walking or taking the tram, there are often little girls secretly looking at him, and one girl even took the initiative to ask for his contact information, but unfortunately she was a junior high school girl.

"Kitahara-san is amazing, drink your drink now."

Kita Ikuyo unscrewed the bottle cap and handed over a bottle of iced juice.

Kitahara Makoto was speechless: "How can eating a meal be so great?"

"You ate so fast and didn't choke. You're really amazing." Kita Ikuyo said with envy, "Unlike me, I've had a small throat since I was a child. Even now, I can't swallow cold medicine tablets. I can only crush them before eating."

"A high school student can't swallow a cold pill?" Kitahara Makoto looked doubtful. "Isn't that possible?"

"I really can't swallow it. Just look if you don't believe me."

In order to prove herself, Kita Ikuyo slightly raised her little face and opened her mouth towards Kitahara Makoto.

Kitahara Makoto looked over subconsciously, and what he saw were two rows of white teeth that looked like woven shells. The little pointed canine tooth at the corner of the mouth was particularly cute.

Further inside, the pink little tongue is slightly raised because the mouth is open.

Deeper still...

Kitahara Makoto only felt an impulse suddenly surge in his heart, and somewhere in his body quickly became extremely alert.

Can't help it.

I simply couldn't help it.

This impulse is completely independent of human will.

Kitahara Makoto could only look away and silently recite "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" in his heart to calm himself down.

"Kitahara-san saw it, didn't he?" Kita Ikuyo closed her mouth, finally realizing that her previous action seemed a little inappropriate. Her face quickly turned red, and she lowered her voice, "My mouth is really small, isn't it?"

Kitahara Makoto answered subconsciously:

“Very pink.”

"Eh?"

"..."

As they were talking, footsteps suddenly came from outside, and soon arrived at the door of the sports warehouse, and then the door was pushed open.

"Hurry, hide!" Kita Ikuyo panicked, quickly tugged at Kitahara Makoto's sleeve, and said nervously, "Let's get behind that shelf!"

Kitahara Makoto was puzzled and asked, "Why are you hiding?"