Unlimited Fafnir - Vol 11 Chapter 3.2

Part 2

Just as Mitsuki had said, fifth period’s self-study turned into a discussion about the upcoming festival.

Standing at the lectern, our homeroom teacher Shinomiya-sensei looked at us in our seats and said:

“Ehh… The following is information disclosed only to those involved in opening shops, so I hope all of you will maintain confidentiality—This festival will be held using Japan’s fireworks celebrations as a motif.”

Shinomiya-sensei explained while showing scenes from Japanese festivals and the setting off of fireworks on the classroom monitor.

Watching these, everyone went “wow” in admiration.

These scenes could be seen every year in Japan but for me, it had been a long time ago. When was the last time I ever saw fireworks—

While searching through the memories Tia had helped recover for me, the first image to surface in my mind turned out to be the side view of young Mitsuki’s face instead.

It was probably the summer four years ago, a memory from when the two of us had taken a train to the neighboring town to check out a fireworks festival.

However, the side view of Mitsuki’s face left a much deeper impression in my memory than the fireworks, because during that instant, illuminated by the light, she was so extremely beautiful—

Recalling the memory from that time, I looked at Mitsuki on my right.

“!?”

When our gazes suddenly met, I frantically turned to look ahead. I don’t suppose Mitsuki was recalling memories from four years ago too?

Showing an overhead map of Midgard, Shinomiya-sensei continued to explain.

“—According to the plan, shops will be set up along the coastal road while fireworks will be shot from the sea surface. Since the principal insists on Japanese style, the shops will recreate the look of Japanese night market vendors. Furthermore, I will be in charge of a yakisoba stall.”

The monitor showed a detailed photo of a yakisoba stall.

“…Hmm, that looks about right.”

I heard Vritra’s whisper.

She was always keeping a poker face but whenever food was mentioned, she would pay more attention.

“Mononobe Mitsuki has proposed helping out at my stall together with Shion. However—according to the principal’s wishes, this is a festival held to reward you. If you wish to enjoy the festival from the vendor side no matter what, all you need to do is assist at my shop.”

Saying that, Shinomiya-senseii looked at us.

Lisa raised her hand next and asked.

“Excuse me—what sort of assistance in particular? I have never made yakisoba before…”

“Indeed… We staff will be in charge of preparations, so all you need to do is help out at the stall on the day of the festival. Those who cannot cook can be in charge of serving customers. Shifts can also be limited to the daytime when it is the most busy. During the fireworks celebration at night, you can go and enjoy yourselves freely.”

Hearing Shinomiya-sensei’s reply, Lisa nodded.

“Then I have no further questions. I shall help out as well. However, since it is a rare opportunity, I would like to learn how to prepare yakisoba too.”

Looking like an idea occurred to her, Shinomiya-sensei made a suggestion.

“Hmm—let us have a barbecue this coming weekend and I shall teach you how to make Shinomiya-style yakisoba. You won’t be able to practice properly unless you cook on an iron griddle for real.”

“Wonderful! A barbecue! It’ll be the first time since Tia’s arrival!”

Iris cheered and looked at me.

“—Yeah, that was the time when Charl brought barbecue stuff along.”

I nodded nostalgically.

It was a special day when Tia had gotten familiar with the class for real. It felt like a really long time ago.

“Shinomiya-sensei, you must be busy currently, right?”

Mitsuki asked with concern. As the student council president, she was well aware of Shinomiya-sensei’s heavy workload.

“Yes, but I believe I can still squeeze out the time. In addition, consider this a reward for your assistance.”

Shinomiya-sensei smiled wryly. Next, sitting in the left seat on the front row, Firill looked back and smiled.

“In that case… Those who don’t help out won’t be eligible to join the barbecue. I’ll help too, what about everyone else?”

“Of course I’ll help.”

“Mm, me too.”

“Tia has decided to help from the start!”

Ariella, Ren and Tia instantly responded to Firill’s question.

“Oh, me too! What about you, Mononobe?”

A moment slower, Iris raised her hand frantically then asked me.

“I’ll help too—I wouldn’t want to miss the barbecue.”

After I nodded, everyone’s gaze fell upon the remaining Jeanne, Vritra and Kili.

“Huh…? When Shion offered to help, I already decided to do it together…”

Jeanne answered blankly and Vritra nodded deeply.

“I shall offer mine assistance. I am interested in yakisoba. ‘Twould be possible to replicate it perfectly using dark matter if I knew the exact cooking procedure.”

Vritra replied seriously. Perhaps her failure in replicating ice cream properly last time had been bothering her a lot.

Then only Kili remained—

“Kili-chan, join us too! It’ll be lonely to watch the barbecue without taking part, right?”

When Iris finished, Kili nodded lightly.

“No helping it… If Yuu’s doing it, so will I. But let me make myself clear, I won’t feel lonely even if my companions abandon me.”

Insisting that, Kili stared at me.

“ShiNoMiya-stYle yakisoba. i WanNa leArN it.”

Amidst everything, Shion quietly motivated herself and clenched her tiny fist tightly.