Chapter 166 – 73. Hamburger Steak.
“I will go first. Wash up slowly and come out.”
After finishing her shower, Allen talks to Closero and Cordelia, who are spread out on the bed, and exits the secret room.
“This morning’s exercise worked my body all night, so it’s okay to replace it with that.”
Returning to her dormitory, Allen strolls through her hallways. She immediately changes into her school uniform and heads for the cafeteria.
It wasn’t early in the morning, but when she changed out of her uniform, several academy students were heading for the cafeteria in their uniforms.
That time when I was in a hurry to go to a restaurant to fill my hungry stomach.
“Excuse me. Allen Mestia, right?”
A woman with light brown bobbed hair was blocking my way, calling my name.
“Yes. I am Allen Mestia, but who are you?”
“Ah… That, the play was so much fun. So, if it’s time, why don’t she come on a field trip to the theater department?”
“No. I don’t have time to go on a field trip.”
“Ah… Uh, that’s right…”
The light brown haired woman puts on a look of shock and her shoulders droop when Allen flatly refuses.
She asked who she was more than that, why is she solicitor for the theater department…?
Allen put on a bewildered expression as she looked at the blue name tag on Seria’s jacket.
The blue name tag is definitely a symbol of the 3rd grade.
Also, I know that there are various club activities in the game, but… I’ve never heard of a theater department, and I’ve never seen this woman before.
“…Hey. Senior Seria?”
“Uh? How did you know my name?”
Seria, who looked like her world was over, put strength on her droopy shoulders and asked Allen with her surprised face on her face.
“Was it written on the name tag?”
“Ah, ah… That, I see… Haha.”
Seeing Allen’s gaze and her finger pointing at her own nameplate, her chest, Seria felt that it would not make her feel awkward. She is unfazed and shows a shy smile as she covers her breasts casually.
“Haha… Bar, nice to meet you. I’m Seria Istav from Class 3 C. Haha…”
Seria introduces herself with her awkward smile, covering her hunched waist and her chest bearing a nameplate with her hand.
‘I can’t do it because I’m in the theater department.’
Still, her awkwardly crouched look was somehow cute.
“I am Allen Mestia, Class 1 A. Nice to meet you, Seria senior.”
“Ah, nice to meet you, Allen…”
When Allen asked to shake her hand, Ceria hurriedly reached out her arm that had covered her chest and took her Allen’s hand, shaking her vigorously up and down with a laugh.
Seria’s hand was shaking enough to make the sound of cutting through her air.
‘…How long are you going to shake it?’
“Senior Seria.”
“Uh? Why?”
“Hand. You can stop.”
“Ah. Mi-sorry.”
Seria, who had been smiling her lively smile, hurriedly let go of her Allen’s hand with her face reddened in an instant at Allen’s words, and showed a shy smile, perhaps because she was embarrassed by her own behavior.
‘He’s a stupid nobleman.’
“I’ll just go.”
“Uh? Oh yeah. I’m sorry… I’m taking too much time!?”
“Why… Is she tripping over her feet all by herself?”
“Oh, I’m sorry.”
I have never seen anyone trip over her feet.
But this is the world of the game.
Well… There might be one or two people like this… But something is not clear.
Most pretty characters who fall easily can’t be extras…
Aside from that thought, Allen raises Seria’s body, who was about to fall, and asks her in a gentlemanly manner if there is any uncomfortable place.
“Thank you.”
“Thank you. Then I really will go.”
“Ah, um, um… Go, can we eat together?”
“Dara invited breakfast to a junior I met for the first time today…”
She was… I thought she was a pretty active woman for what she seemed timid.
All of the girls I’ve met while attacking have taken the lead by stepping out on my own and attacking them myself… Maybe I’m interested in the name, appearance, and club activities I’ve never seen in the game before.
“Great. Let’s have breakfast together.”
“Thank you, hehe.”
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“You eat quite a bit for a woman, don’t you?”
“Huh. Because in order to play, you need to have physical strength. And since my family is a farmer, I naturally end up eating a lot while helping my parents.”
“Would you like to have this too?”
“Really… Can I eat it?”
“Yes. It’s good to see you eating well.”
Allen smiles as he hands her plate of hot dishes from her own thirty-five plates to her ceria.
Of course, she tends to eat less than her glutton Closero, but more than the average woman. No, she was amazed to see Seria inhaling a greater amount than most men who exercise.
To think that only two plates would suffice, but he had already eaten ten plates.
No matter how much she is a farmer’s daughter, how can she eat so much?
“By the way, Seria senior.”
“Huh.”
“I’d like to ask why you suggested breakfast.”
“Ah. I, the theater department…”
“Because she doesn’t like to belong anywhere.”
“Oh, I see…”
Before Seria could finish his words, Allen expressed his intention with an expression that he hated belonging somewhere, and Seria, who had been enjoying his meal just a moment ago, turned into a gloomy dark cloud and chewed a fresh tomato like a tomato that had lost its moisture. It exudes a melancholy aura.
“Hey… Can I hear the reason…?”
“There is no reason why. She really is running out of time like she said at the beginning.”
“…That, that’s right. I caused trouble by inviting you again.”
“…”
As it exudes a more gloomy aura, it seems that the fresh salad in the mouth is not dry enough to rot and become crumbly.
‘…If he’s acting melancholy, that would be great.’
“…If I have time later, then I’ll go on a field trip to the theater department.”
“I really!? That’s not a lie, is it?”
“Em… Um… I promise. If you have time.”
“Thank you…!”
“It hasn’t even been decided yet.”
“Still, I’m glad you thought of me…!”
Looking at Seria who said she was happy with a bright expression on her gloomy face again…
Could it be that there is dysregulation?
“Well then, see you later, Allen!”
“Are you done already? Aren’t you going to eat more?”
“Oh, no. I usually eat less in the morning. Today, I had a request from a junior in the theater department. Then enjoy your meal.”
“Yes, see you next time.”
She started to look like a high-class waitress as she disappeared with countless plates in her hands.
Also, judging from how familiar they are, eating a lot is not a lie.
“Hmm… I’m not a heroine, but it looks like I need to investigate.”
“…Was that brown girl this time?”
“…Show up and go around. I’ll pretend I ate. Did you wake up earlier than that?”
“When did I lose my mind…”
“By the way, what about Miss Cordelia?”
“After you left, you got up right away, washed your body, and went to the teacher’s office? They said they were going to a place called
“Um… The festival is over. Are you hungrier than that? Did you do that yesterday?”
“…What, what did you mean… Kheheum.”
Clos Sero, a version of his same age, tried hard not to notice the fact that he had lost his mind in pleasure from yesterday evening until dawn and this morning, but his face was slightly flushed.
“Sit next to me. I will specially feed you with my own hands.”
“…I’m going to get up and eat.”
“No way. Don’t do that.”
“I will get up and eat.”
Even when Allen said that he would feed him himself, Clos Sero was complaining like a child who had lost his temper.
“Where does it hurt…? Ah! Shall we prepare a cushion?”
Then all of a sudden. Allen looked at Clos Cerro with her pitiful eyes, remembering the events of last night and this morning.
“…Noisy. I will wake up and eat, so there is no need for such consideration.”
“Yes. I did a little bit badly today. Special plus special. I wrote a heartfelt letter today. Now, ah, do it.”
“Everything, what are you going to do when other humans see it…!?”
“Since when did you care about the eyes of humans… Stop doing that, come on. Oh, do it.”
“What the hell am I doing…!?”
As if he was ashamed of the human eyes, Clos Sero yelled in a small voice.
“You don’t like it that much…? Why?”
That time when you want to sit down and continue eating again.
Close Cero opened her mouth cautiously, grabbing Allen’s necktie to keep him from sitting in her chair.
“Papa, hurry up and put it in my mouth… This time, I won’t be particularly ashamed… Ah… Ah…”
Rather than the teaching assistant’s achievements appearing… It’s something primitive.
Is my heart itching?
It is like a baby bird opening its mouth to eat food brought by its mother.
I don’t know what I’m thinking.
Anyway, compared to Clos Cerro, who closed his eyes, blushed, and opened his mouth like a baby bird to ask for food, ashamed of the human gaze, it was a distinctly different look.
In the past, I’m sure the humans would have burned them down and proudly served the dishes…
“Daddy, hurry up… Put it in your mouth… How long are you going to let me open my mouth…”
“Ah yes. Then, the meat goes in first.”
“…Ah~ oops… Um… Oh, I don’t know the taste… Ha, I’ll have to try it one more time… Ah… Ah~”
Clos Cerro eats a juicy hamburg steak, and if you don’t know what it tastes like, close your eyes and open your mouth like before…
The difference was that this time he was looking at me with his eyes slightly open.
“…Ah, ah ah~ I’m hungry…”
When my vaguely open eyes met mine, Clos Sero tried to cover it up by saying that he was hungry with an awkward tone of acting, so I decided to just fool him.
“Then, the juicy hamburg steak goes in.”
As if Allen had been feeding them himself, Clos Cerro ate all twenty plates of hamburger steak while standing still.
