The Classmate Who Is Adored by Everyone Smiles Teasingly Only at Me-Chapter 1Volume 2 . - Hospitality Comes with a Soufflé

Hospitality Comes with a Soufflé 1

The usual scene was unfolding in Class 1-4 during a lunch break where Sōma belonged.

Well, perhaps it was a bit more lively than usual since the fourth period had been physical education that day.

“Chika, just stay still, okay?”

“Am, um, I can comb my hair by myself. You don’t have to do it for me.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’m doing it because I want to. Chika’s hair is bright brown, fluffy, and not only beautiful but also feels so nice to touch.”

One person was diligently using a comb to straighten Chika’s hair,

“Chika, I’ve straightened the creases in your skirt!”

“Thank you so much. But-but, you don’t have to go to that extent for me…”

“No-no. It got wrinkled because we changed clothes for the gym.”

One of them went out of their way to bring a portable iron to readjust the creases of the skirt Chika was wearing,

“Here you go, Chika, have some meatballs~”

“I-itadakimasu. But, um, I’d rather you put your own meal before mine…”

“It’s okay-it’s okay. It’s finally my turn to be on duty for meals, so let me do it!”

One girl was diligently feeding her classmate’s lunch like a parent bird feeding its chicks.

Overseeing these girls was a tall, black-haired female student.

“Hey Kasumi, leave the bangs for later. Chika is having trouble eating. Also, Akari, don’t lift her skirt too much. You’ll let the boys see Chika’s bare legs.”

She—Saito Miki—is an exceptionally excellent student.

Her grades are by far the best, and despite being a freshman, she serves as the vice president of the student council.

It’s no exaggeration to say that there’s no one in this high school who doesn’t know this honor student.

Though she doesn’t like it at all, she’s even been given an all-too-easy-to-understand nickname like ‘Omnipotent.’

However, to her classmates, there’s another side of her that leaves a stronger impression than her honor student side.

“Ah, there’s dust over here.”

While giving instructions to the other girls, Miki was diligently brushing Chika’s winter uniform with a lint brush.

“Miki-chan, you don’t have to go that far…”

“No way. We just changed into our winter clothes, so we have to keep them clean.”

“I’m fine with just being normal, though.”

Miki is someone who dotes on her classmate and best friend Chika to an extreme extent.

Watching her in the classroom made it clear how much of a facade her public persona was when she stood on the stage in front of the entire school.

“You see, I’m really happy when Chika looks cute. So please let me do this.”

“Sigh…”

Chika had no choice but to respond wearily to her best friend’s excessive enthusiasm.

After a thorough brushing, she circled in front of Chika to check her appearance.

“Yep, good. Perfect.”

Then, seemingly satisfied, she couldn’t resist anymore and hugged and ruffled Chika’s hair with both hands.

“Ah—geez! You are so cute! Why does my best friend have to be so adorable!?”

“M-Miki-chan, it’s embarrassing, you know…”

“Hey, Miki! Don’t mess up the hair I combed! And isn’t it unfair to do that all by yourself!? Let us all have a turn!”

“Alright, alright. Let’s take turns.”

“Whaaaaat!? Everyone is going to do the same thing!?”

Chika let out a light shriek, but the girls paid no mind and formed a line, taking turns to stroke her head.

It was indeed lively and noisy.

But, this was the usual scene for class 1-4.

Just like Miki has the nickname ‘Omnipotent’, Chika also has one.

It’s a simple and childish one, ‘Angel of Peace.’

However, it surprisingly hits the mark, and thanks to her being at the center of the lively group, the relationships among the girls in class 1-4 are very good.

There were stories about Class 7, where a deep rift had formed between the culture club members and the sports team members, making the classroom atmosphere the worst.

Considering that, it’s probably good to have the ‘Angel of Peace’ around.

However, one might wonder about the propriety of swarming around one girl every lunch break to dote on her.

“It’s like they’re all mechanics working together to maintain a humanoid mobile weapon.”

Sōma, who had been watching the commotion among the girls while munching on a sandwich, muttered this to himself.

Then, Kikuchi Shōhei, who was wolfing down his lunch across the desk, laughed with amusement.

“Wow, that’s rare. To hear an anime analogy coming from Sōma’s mouth.”

“I was watching some old robot anime on a subscription service the other day. The one where they push back an asteroid at the end. It was interesting.”

“That’s even more rare. I thought Sōma only watched videos about making sweets.”

“Sure, that’s the main thing, but it’s not the only thing I watch. I watch anime, streamers’ videos, and even music videos.”

Feeling as if he’s being called ‘an idiot for sweets’ without the words being said, Sōma frowns, and Shōhei laughs as if to say, ‘Well, Makes sense.’

“By the way, it’s rare for Sōma to bring a packed lunch. You’re always either at the convenience store or the cafeteria or escape from the school.”

He says, pointing at the lunchbox placed on the desk.

“Well, once in a while.”

Sōma was momentarily startled but maintained a calm facade on the surface and continued eating.

“Nothing but sandwiches, huh? That’s so like Sōma’s mom. She’s straightforward and hearty.”

Peering into the lunchbox, Shōhei was amused.

“…”

Not knowing how to respond, Sōma could only continue to eat his sandwich in silence.

“Thanks for the meal.”

As a result, he finished eating rather quickly.

After closing his lunchbox, he put his hands together in a gesture of thanks.

“I’m going to buy some juice.”

His mouth felt dry from only eating bread for lunch.

“See you——”

Shōhei, who was still in the middle of his meal, saw him off as he was about to leave the classroom.

That’s when one of the girls sitting near the entrance called out to him.

“Hey, Ichinose, you haven’t been bringing snacks recently, what’s up with that? Thanks to you, I’m having trouble because my snack expenses have gone up.”

A flashy girl with her hair dyed a dull-looking gold color comes at him and thrusts a chocolate stick forward as she complains.

“Hey, wait. I’m not making sweets just to lighten Wakui or my classmate’s snack expenses, okay?”

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He snatched the chocolate stick that was pushed at him and started munching on it.

“I know that. You just want someone to taste-test your sweets, right?”

The blonde girl—Wakui—smiles smugly as she takes out a second chocolate stick.

Sōma has a dream of becoming a patissier.

For that purpose, he’s been self-studying and practicing, and he brings the sweets he’s been working on to school to ask the girls to taste-test them occasionally.

Until about two weeks ago, just as she said, he had been bringing sweets quite frequently, but he had suddenly stopped recently.

“If it’s because the feedback wasn’t satisfying, I think I could try a little harder for you?”

That was a very welcome offer, but——

“Ah…”

While searching for the right words, his gaze drifted unconsciously towards the center of the classroom.

“…I’m also short on money right now. Milk and eggs have been expensive lately.”

“Is that so? Hmm… then, how about we cover about half the cost of the ingredients?”

“What, seriously?”

He leans forward at her unexpected offer.

“Seriously-seriously. We really like Ichinose’s sweets, you know?”

Those words were surprising and, at the same time, made him happy.

There’s nothing more pleasing than having the sweets he made be praised.