with Souma

(Hm… It’s lunch time, so it’s pretty crowded.)

(I didn’t bring a bento today, so I thought I’d eat in the cafeteria.)

(But there’s a line in front of the ticket machine, so I might as well get some bread from the school store.)

Mm…? Is that you, Hidaka-dono?

Oh, Kanzaki. Did you come here for lunch, too? There’s a line though, as you can see.

No, I chose to make my own meal. I had no intention to stand in line.

If you are here, Hidaka-dono, does that mean you’re about to eat? If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like you to try some of my cooking.

You’d be helping me out, but are you sure?

Worry not. I made too much, and I wanted someone else to eat it.

Do you like Japanese food, Hidaka-dono? Today I focused my efforts on that, so if you don’t like it, I can remake it.

No, Japanese food is my favorite. The garden terrace usually serves Western-style food, so I’m pretty happy about this.

Oh, you as well, Hidaka-dono? I too prefer Japanese food over Western. Though I can make both, I still crave Japanese cooking more often.

Come, come, let us have a seat over yonder. We’ll eat together ♪

All right, I’ll take you up on that. I’m excited to see what you cooked up.