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「How is it? Tastes good?」

I sat down next to Miyu at the dinner table and cocked my head.

Several years passed since then.
With all the twists and turns of life, we left our homes and began living together in a life of bliss.
Fin.

My mind immediately conjured that fantasy with how cute… No, *hot*, my apron look was.
I didn’t change out of my uniform and just wore an apron over it. My cuteness will have Miyu head over heels for me.

It’s the reverse of yesterday.
Wait, aren’t I on the female role now?

「Yeah, it’s properly cooked through.」

Miyu nods as she continues eating.
I cooked the hamburger steak. It’s so soft that you can cut it with a chopstick.

I normally don’t cook because it’s bothersome; it’s not that I can’t cook at all. For a Super Beauty, almost nothing is impossible, after all.
Miyu was keeping close watch on me from the side, though.

「Someone! Call the chef! Is there any chef among the customers!?」
「Aren’t you mixing up your jokes?」
「Sorry about that; it’ll just make Miyu-chan’s stomach grumble again, wouldn’t it?」
「Shut it.」

Miyu’s cheeks immediately flushed. That was apparently very embarrassing.

「Hey, can I have a bite?」

As I said so, Miyu silently presented her chopsticks to me.

「No, no, you obviously have to, *’Ahhh,’* me.」
「Well, aren’t you already full? Since you ate with Ruka-chan.」

That stung.
Is she still holding a grudge about it?

「Miyu…」
「… What?」
「Your jealousy is so cute, too!」

Miyu’s chopsticks stopped moving.
She then glared at me.

「Wrong. Who’s the cutest?」
「*Eh*? Miyu?」
「Wrong. It’s Misaki, you know?」
「P-pardon?」
「Misaki is the cutest of all, everyone’s favorite person. And then the one this all-beloved Misaki loves the most is me.」

Is it a, ‘*Since I beat you, who can beat everyone else, I’m the strongest!*’ kind of thing?
In other words, Miyu wants to be the strongest? Is she from some warrior race¹?

「Miyu… You’re the number 1.」
「*Hn-hmm!*」

Miyu hummed proudly.
Miyutan is so cute; no joke, she’s number 1.

I closely observe Miyu’s meal behavior. The way she uses her chopsticks is honestly refined; it’s making me fall head over heels. A big difference to mine.
This is also the complete opposite of yesterday’s. Miyu then shot a glance at me.

「… It’s hard to eat with someone staring, you know?」
「Payback for yesterday.」

Miyu pursed her lips, displeased. It seems like she can’t find a response.
Nonetheless, all things considered, well…

… She’s just eating, but somehow she’s so erotic!

My eyes just can’t help but wander to Miyu’s lips. I can’t take my eyes off of it.
Perhaps the kiss earlier ‘awakened’ my former male instincts.

I want to hug her, push her down the sofa, kiss…. And so on, my fantasies continue flowing as I watch Miyu’s side profile.

「… What?」

Upon noticing, Miyu looked at me with a vigilant gaze.

「You’ve been staring holes at me for a while now…」
「I-it’s nothing?」

I immediately played dumb.
*I want a continuation of earlier!*
It isn’t the right situation to say that. After all, the mood from earlier is completely gone.
Just moments ago, the mood was so h̲o̲r̲n̲y that I was about to blurt out the most unthinkable thing.

Nonetheless.
Still, saying something like she loves bullying people. What went wrong for her to grow up this way?

Miyu doesn’t talk much about her past or even herself. Perhaps something that permanently shook her character happened before we met or in a situation where I wasn’t with her.

Miyu must be lacking in love.
Miyu’s kaasama is a real beauty who’s super kind to me to the point that I’d love to exchange moms with her, but she’s strict on Miyu. Or rather, cold? She’s similar to Miyu in that regard.

In that case, I’ll fill Miyu with love in her place and rehabilitate her.
Perhaps the reason I randomly woke up one day as a Super Beauty is because the gods gave me, Superhero Beauty of Justice, the mission of showering love to everyone.

Immediately, I achieved enlightenment.
It’s not that I became weird from all the deep kissing. I’m not just saying random nonsense out of a desire to fill Miyu with *love* (wink wink).
I turned to Miyu with a smile.

「Miyu, I love you.」
「*Pftt*…!」

Miyu spat out the water she had in her mouth.

「… What’s with you, all of the sudden?」
「It’s love, just love.」

While wiping the water droplets on the table, Miyu blushed.
And there she is, feeling so shy. I knew it; she’s just lacking in love. 　

「You’re just saying that, anyway.」

Sadly, she thinks I’m all bark and no bite.
I stood up and went around to get behind Miyu’s back. Her gaze followed me as she turned her whole head.

「Could you face front?」

It’s going to be difficult doing this while Miyu keeps staring at me, after all.
After Miyu faced forward, I wrapped my arm around Miyu’s neck and gently embraced her.

It’s the so-called back hug.
Very common in shoujo manga. Actually, I just saw it today.

「So?」

Miyu said with a slightly elevated tone.
It seems like she’s expecting more.

Actually, this is all I have. I just acted on without planning, after all.
As I was troubled, in the meantime, I placed my chin on Miyu’s head.

「Heavy.」

Then I try a sleeper choke hold².

「Stop.」

Then I tried boobs on her head.

「… What are you even doing?」　

They weren’t protruding enough to comfortably sit on her head.
I’m wearing an apron on top of a uniform, so there’s nothing I can do about it.
It seems like Miyu isn’t very interested in playing along, so I decided to step back.　

「Wait. Stay like that.」

Miyu pulls my hands forward, bringing them in front of her chest. Four hands in one place.
*Ah*…? That’s erotic. No, emotional. You can probably use this scene as a cover or illustration for a Yuri series.

Miyu-san, what suddenly got into you?
I can feel the softness of her breasts on my wrists. Thank you. I can stealthily sniff her hair, too. Thank you.

「Oh right, since tomorrow is a weekend, want to go out somewhere? It’s been a while since we went to the movies or so.」

An unexpected date invitation.

「Sure, of course! We can go anywhere you want to! Anywhere!」
「Then for tomorrow, can I stay over at your place afterwards? It’s been a while.」

… *Eh?*　
Wait, *ehhhhh*…!

*Stay over*—that mean she wants to… *Continue* where we left off?
Omg, Miyu, you’re so bold.
Maybe I should wear some cute clothes and lewd underwear tomorrow～

Still, tomorrow, huh? That’s pretty sudden…
*Hm*? Tomorrow?

「*Ah*.」
「What?」

… Oh, this is dangerous.
Da-n-ger-ous.

「*Umm*… will you get mad if I say it?」
「I will.」
「Then I’ll pass.」
「It’s alright, try saying it. I might not get mad, you know?」

Normally you’d say, 「I won’t get mad, so tell me,」 instead. She’s absolutely going to get angry at me.
Like a handsome guy making the heroine fall for them in a shoujo manga, I leaned my head next to her ears from behind and whispered.

「… You see? I… promised to play with Ruka tomorrow.」

And like a heroine, her face went all red and she hung her head.
Which didn’t actually happen.

「… *Hah*?」

Instead, Miyu looked up and was practically staring daggers at me.