Yoite shoveled the store bought bento into his mouth, barely, if at all, chewing.
Miharu watched him, still fascinated by it. 'How does he not choke?'
Yoite finished quickly secretly eyeing Miharu's. He gave it to him and in moments, that was gone too.
Miharu smiled leaning over and plucking a grain of rice from around Yoite's mouth and ate it.
A small blush crossed Yoite's cheeks. He was so cute