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[PRN: AJ here, we’re currently moving stuff to our new house and Mowaso himself suggested to be the translator as a substitute due to my inactivity.]

“―It’s bright red…”

“Yes~ ♪”

　Marin nodded happily as Yō looked at the contents of the bento box that was handed to him.

　Then she stared at Yō’s face with expectant eyes.

　As a result, Yō turned his gaze to the bento box, where all the meat and vegetables were dyed in bright red.

(Hmm, maybe Akimi couldn’t cook…? No, but she always eats something that really looks good though, right? Besides, these side dishes looked really good in shape, despite their color…)

　Yō stared at the bright red world spreading out in front of him and began to ponder, then he glanced at the contents of Marin’s lunch box.

　There, he saw a very tasty looking side dish made with the same ingredients but in a variety of colors.

“…Akimi, did you go out of your way to make this spicy for me?”

　After arriving at an answer based on the physical evidence, Yō asked Marin with an indescribable feeling.

　Then, Marin nodded happily and enthusiastically.

“I did my best~ ♪”

　She said this with a cute smile on her face, and Yō couldn’t help but want to put his hand on his forehead.

(No, I appreciate that you went out of your way to make this for me, but aren’t you doing your best in the wrong direction…?)

　Aside from the meat, the fact that even the vegetables were bright red made Yō think that Marin might be a surprisingly innocent girl.

“It’s extremely spicy, but I think it’s delicious.”

“Have you tasted it?”

“I can’t let you eat it without tasting it. I tasted it and it made me cry.”

　After hearing that, Yō couldn’t help but imagine Marin writhing in agony from the spiciness.

　The fact that she cried so much meant that it must have been heavily seasoned and spicy.

“Just so you know, I can also eat normal food just fine, okay?”

　Feeling bad that Marin had pushed herself too much to make a spicy food for him, Yō said to Marin so that she wouldn’t have to do the same in the future.

　Then, Marin smiled and said.

“But you like spicy food, don’t you?”

“Well, yes, but…”

“Then, it was worth the effort~ ♪.”

　Marin smiled cutely in response to Yō’s words.

　Yō felt embarrassed after seeing Marin’s beautiful smile and lowered his gaze to the lunch box then moved his chopsticks to the red-colored side dish.

(It’s delicious…!)

　Having eaten a dish that tasted even better than he had imagined, Yō extended his chopsticks to the side dishes, one after  another.

　Marin watched Yō with a beaming smile on her face.