An Incompetent Explorer Who Failed to Make His High School Debut but Mastered Being a Human Being - CH 120

Episode 120: Obento prevalence, a little bit cornered?

The day after Amane joined the party.

“Okay!! Let’s go have lunch.”

“That’s right. Where are we going to eat today?”

“After all, it’s the rooftop.”

“Well, not many people will come. A lot of people eat in the school cafeteria.”

“Hmm.”

We are about to leave the classroom to head to the roof.

“Good day!!”

A cheerful voice echoes in the classroom and attracts the attention of the surroundings.

Amane was standing where the voice came from.

“Ah!! Fuhito-kun was found!! Let’s have lunch together!!”

As soon as Amane finds me, she rushes over and shows me an object wrapped in something like a huge wrapping cloth.

The eyes around, it’s you again!! Explode!! I feel like they’re saying such.

“A, aah … We are about to go eat on the roof.”

“Oh, then can I go too?”

“Eh, ah, isn’t it okay?”

When I look at Shia’s face, she has an expression that she doesn’t care either way, so I answer while questioning.

I’m afraid because I don’t know what this guy is really thinking.

“Eeh? Why is it a question? You don’t mind. You mean I can go?”

“Yes, of course. A lovely young lady like Shimotsuki-san is most welcome.”

“Thank you. My regards.”

In place of me, Aki becomes ostentatious and urges Amane to move forward as if to escort her, and we go outside to head to the rooftop.

“Good day. What a coincidence today as well, Satou-kun.”

However, I cursed myself because I carelessly forgot due to Amane’s appearance. Yes, the Student Council President was waiting outside the classroom.

“Ah, yes. What a coincidence, Student Council President. Are you doing something?”

“Yeah, I’m about to go eat lunch. What about Satou-kun?”

“Yes. We are heading to eat lunch as well.”

“You look beautiful today too, Student Council President. Would you like to join us for lunch today?”

“Yes. Of course I don’t mind.”

After exchanging the same exchanges as before Golden Week, the Student Council President joins us and we head to the rooftop.(TN:Level 666 Stalker has joined your party!)

“Hmmm, it’s nice weather today!!”

Amane climbs up to the roof and stretches extensively while holding her lunch box.

As she arched her body, the two masses that kept a man’s eyes riveted, drew my eyes involuntarily.

“Kasumi-san and the Student Council President are amazing, but Shimotsuki-san is also quite …”(TN:Kasumi = dorm-maid in case you forgot like I did.)

Next to me, Aki puts his hand on his chin and mutters something while looking at Amane.

He’s absolutely evaluating her breasts, this guy.

It was clear to see the direction of his sight.

“Aaaaaaaahh!! Fuhito-kun was looking just now!!”

Amane smiles like a little devil at me who carelessly stares at her and slowly approaches me.

This guy … is it on purpose?

“N, no, I didn’t see anything.”

“No ~ , you definitely saw it. Girls will understand right away, right?”

Amane puts her arms under her chest and emphasizes her chest in front of me. Her personality was well reflected in her smile.

Ugh. Come to think of it, I’ve heard of that.

Even if the person is looking at it with the intention of not looking at it, the person being seen can immediately tell that their breasts are being watched. Of course, it will be people who have something big enough to catch the eye.

“Want to see?”

“No, it’s fine.”

For some reason, Shia next to me lifts her chest with both hands and peers at my face, but I shake my head.

“Yes, yes, I was watching, I was watching.”

“Yes. It’s okay to be honest.”

When I raise my hands and make a surrender pose, she blinks and touches her thumb and forefinger to make an okay sign.

“Oh, if you want to see it so much, I’ll …”

The Student Council President said so and slowly started to take off her clothes.

“No thank you!!”

I immediately stopped her from taking off her clothes.

“Yes, here you go, Fuhito-kun. Enjoy your meal.”

We spread a sheet that can seat several people on the floor of the rooftop and surround the bentos. To my left is Shia. Amane is seated next to me on the right, and the Student Council President sits in front of me.

Aki sits between the Student Council President and Amane, and perhaps because he is happy to be sitting between the beautiful girls, he stretches his nose and has a very sloppy face.

Amane next to me put down the multi-tiered food box she had brought in front of me and opened the lid. There are a lot of items that look like they were made by a chef.

“Eh, wow, did you make this …?”

“Of course. Even though I look like this, I’m a domestic woman, okay?”

Being surprised, I involuntarily asked with a stunned face, and she answered triumphantly with a hand on her waist while wearing a doya face.

She’s an absurdly suspicious person, but I can honestly respect this kind of thing.

“Really. I have to seriously re-think my opinion of Amane.”

“Eh, oh, yeah? I’m kind of happy when you say that honestly, Ehehe.”

When I murmur in admiration, Amane blushes and becomes shy.

That Amane, who always had a smile on her face, is wearing an embarrassed smile, but even in that, she seems to shine brightly.

“Not good, not good.”

I restrain myself and shake my head.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

Amane, who returns to her original expression, looks at me curiously, but I shake my head to deceive her.

“Hmm.”

“Would you like to eat my lunch as well?”

Right after that, Shia and the Student Council President handed me their bentos for some reason.

“No, it was the dormitory mother who made them, right?”

When I reply, the two of them silently retract their lunch boxes. Of course, I have the same bento.

“I will make it too.”

“Should I arrange for a chef?”

The two of them mutter with a face as if they have decided something.

“Well then, would you like to have some?”

After the two withdrew, Amane said that while her eyes were a little moist.

Kuh. I don’t know what this guy is up to, but it looks delicious and the food is innocent.

“Eei, whatever!!”

“Itadakimasu.”

I dip my chopsticks into Amane’s food.

“Delicious …”

Amane’s cooking is just that one word.

I can feel both the nostalgia of my mother’s cooking and the exquisite seasoning that Japanese people like.

Hats off to the fact that this guy has such a personality and the food is so delicious.

“Ehehe, I’m so happy!!”

Amane’s face curves at my impression, making her even more attractive.

Despite everything, we enjoyed our lunch peacefully. Of course, I also ate the dormitory mother’s lunch.

“Why is it always you …”

Except for Aki.