'Yuzuru-kun, Shou-kun, would you like to join us for lunch today?'

Chika was in the same class as the two of them, with Shou sitting in the back corner, Yuzuru's next to hers, and Chika's two seats in front is Shou's. Yuzuru would sneak glances towards Chika every few minutes, with Shou observing, amused.

'On the rooftop? Isn't it a little too cold for that? It's still the start of February.' Yuzuru asked.

'We eat up there all the time,' answered Chika with a brighter smile than before, 'if you eat with us, I'll be happy.'

Yuzuru blushed a little. 'I guess it's fine then...'

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'Osamu-kun! Yuma-kun! Izuho-chan!'

'Chikako! Eh? Yuzuru-kun? And you are...?'

'Kurogane Shou. Nice to meet you.'

'Natsume Izuho.' Izuho sat closer to Chika, and patted the space next to her. 'Here, sit.'

'Thank you...' Thanked Yuzuru as the two sat down.

Shou glanced at Osamu's, Kuga's, and Chika's bentos. 'Who helped you make all of them? They're literally identical.'

'I did,' Chika answered shyly. 'What's wrong with them...?'

'Nothing, just wondering who was such an amazing cook and put all the effort into making those. Mikumo-kun and Kuga-kun are lucky to have such wonderful bentos.'

'Thank you,' Chika blushed a little. 'They both seem to like it very much...'

Shou and Yuzuru's bentos seemed to catch her eye, as she asked, 'What about yours, Shou-senpai? Who made yours and Yuzuru-kun's?'

'I did, since this lazy head doesn't even know how to make scrambled eggs.'

'I do know, and you're more of a lazy head than I am.' Yuzuru retorted.

'Whatever. Chika-kun, would you like to exchange bentos? We haven't started eating yet, and I'd love to give some comments about how your bento is...'

'Really? It's fine, thank you in advance.'

'YOU GOT A PHONE CALL! YOU GOT A PHONE CALL! YOU GOT A-'

'Sorry,' muttered Shou as she put Chika's bento down. 'For the bad choice of ringtone and volume. I forgot to set it on silent mode.'

Picking up the call, Shou placed it next to her since she knew what was going to happen.

'SHOU-CHAN! I'M COMING BACK NEXT WEEEEEEEK! DID YOU MISS MEEE?'

The students on the rooftop all covered their ears as the person calling screamed.

Shou picked her phone up. 'First off, no calling me -chan. Next, I didn't miss you. At all.'

'Such cruelty, Shou-chan!' The caller answered, in a much softer tone than before, much like normal volume now.

'When will you ever learn...?'

'Never!'

'So, you're coming back next week? Which day?'

'Exactly seven days later, not counting today. Three o'clock in the afternoon!'

'Saturday, three o'clock. You want me to pick you up at the airport, or do you want to meet up somewhere?'

'At your place! I'll rush there, so no worries.'

'How the hell do you even remember where we live when you've been gone like, for two years?'

'Two years and thirty six days to be exact. Because, I am the awesome Su-'

'Alright then. I'm at school, so, bye.' She switched off her phone and put it in her pocket.

'Is it him?' asked Yuzuru, voice full of dread.

'Yup.' Yuzuru sighed for ten seconds. 'That guy's gonna kill me for sure...'

'Shou-senpai, who was that?'

'Someone you'll never want to meet, but probably will later on. Hope you guys don't mind his shouting. Anyways, back to the bento.'

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'So, um, how was it?'

'It's good. I suggest adding a little more salt on the egg roll. Otherwise, it's really good.'

'Thank you! Shou-senpai, your cooking was good as always!'

'Thanks.'