Everyone knows that the one thing Sawamura refuses to eat is natto. He hates it and is very verbal about his hatred of the sticky beans.

Miyuki's Mission, however, is to trick him into eating it. Why? Because it's supposed to be good for you~ and to mess with Sawamura even more than usual.

Looking up recipes, Miyuki sees a few that might work.

Putting natto into omurice? In rice balls? Maybe natto pizza?

'No. Sawamura's like a dog. He'll realize something's amiss if I do that...' Miyuki taps his chin, thinking a bit more before coming across something that might work. Might being the keyword here...

'Eh...worth a shot,' Miyuki shrugs, an evil smirk coming onto his face as he imagines Sawamura's expression when he finally realizes...


At lunch...

"Oi, Sawamura!"

"What, Miyuki Kazuya?!"

"Here," Miyuki puts a bento box in front of Sawamura.

"You cooked for me? You can cook?" Sawamura's eyes sparkle.

"It's just an experiment," Miyuki's glasses flash.

"So you just wanted a taste-tester huh..." Kuramochi sweat-drops.

"This Sawamura Eijun would love to!"

Excitedly opening the box, he sees aburaage, fried rice, and... something in a smaller compartment.

He tries the aburaage first.

"Mm! So cheesy!"

Then he gets a bite of fried rice, "So good~!"

Everything is devoured before long.

Only... Miyuki was...smirking.

"Wh-what, Miyuki Kazuya?!" Sawamura asks, getting cat-eyed.

Glasses flashing in glee, Miyuki reveals the truth!

"Both the fried rice and aburaage had natto in it."

"N-Natto?!" Sawamura sputters in disbelief, "But it was delicious though?!"

Everyone starts laughing at the realization.

"Kyhaha! You actually tricked Bakamura into eating natto!"

Sawamura pouts, "Then, what's the last thing?!"

Miyuki cheerfully opens the compartment, revealing a mixed salad with, of course, natto.

"Eat up~!"

Sawamura actually growls at the salad, glaring before just eating it quickly.

After drinking a glass of water, Sawamura yells, "I usually hate natto, but that was delicious!"

"Good~ good~," Miyuki smiles, patting Sawamura's head, "Good boy."

"Miyuki Kazuya, I'm not a dog!"

From then on, Sawamura's even warier of natto...unless Miyuki makes it for him. Then, he'll eat it.