My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 350 Fried Pork Chop

"Shoko-chan, what we said wasn't the main point, the last sentence was..."

Seeing Shoko blushing and waving her hands in denial, Ayumi Ajitani couldn't resist at all. She raised her little face and gently snuggled up to Shoko's side.

"...Are you really not going?"

Ayumi Ajitani and Takagi exchanged a glance, then nodded simultaneously: "Mhm."

"Shoko-chan, you can go with Miyamura then. I'll inform Nanase-sensei on your behalf."

"But we might have to spend the night at Tsuna's grandfather's house again."

"We have to stay overnight?" Ayumi Ajitani was slightly surprised. "Then we'll have to ask Miyamura's grandfather and Nanase-sensei about it."

"Of course, you should also tell Ms. Nanase before you leave."

"Alright then..." Seeing that they didn't want to go, Shoko didn't force them.

Not long after, Shoko's other three roommates returned to the room. They all knew each other well and soon started playing around together.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Ding-dong...!"

The notification sound of a group message sent on LINE sounded particularly jarring in the already quiet boys' dormitory.

"My mine."

Nishikata put down his game console, picked up his phone from the table, and was about to unlock it when Tsuna patted him on the shoulder:
"No need to look anymore. Ms. Nanase mentioned us in the class group chat, asking us to go to the cafeteria for lunch together."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other four boys in the room also stood up to verify what Tsuna had said.

Seeing this, Nishikata didn't say anything more, put away his phone, and went to the cafeteria with them.

Wandering through the Japanese-style corridor adorned with bamboo lanterns, I turned countless corners.

Just as the group was feeling a bit lost, a waitress wearing a dark blue striped yukata emerged from a room. Guided by her, they finally reached the noren (temple curtain) of the dining hall after turning the last bend.

"Uh... just people from our class?"

As he approached the cafeteria entrance, Nishikata paused, his gaze sweeping over the students inside, all of whom were from the same school. He turned back, somewhat puzzled, and asked.

"This cafeteria can't hold so many people, so they'll probably have to eat in two batches."

As Tsuna spoke, he squeezed past him, but his eyes were already fixed on the table where Shoko was.

Beside her was a conspicuous bag named 'Ayumi Azutani', which kept waving at them, making it hard to miss.

The school trip includes three meals a day, and the school, taking into account nutritional balance, provides fixed meals from the cafeteria of the hot spring hotel.

Rice, miso soup, grilled saury, fried pork cutlet, and a small plate of lettuce salad were all laid out on a tray for students to take directly.

Also, there's plenty of rice, but only one serving of side dishes.

"I can't even imagine how lavish tonight's dinner will be."

"..."

As soon as Tsuna and Nishikata sat down with their trays, they heard Ayumi Ajitani muttering this sentence while chewing her food.

For a moment, I really couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or telling the truth...

"Ayumi-chan, what are your plans for this afternoon?" Shoko asked as soon as Tsuna sat down.

However, her mind was clearly not on the conversation; her small eyes were secretly glancing at the fried pork cutlet on Tsuna's plate.

They were secretly plotting what 'reasonable' reason they could come up with to make the change of ownership seem legitimate.

Seeing that Shoko's eyes were practically glued to the tonkatsu, a knowing smile flashed in Tsuna's eyes.

"Afternoon? Does sleeping count?" Ayumi Ajitani asked, taking advantage of the fact that everyone around the table was talking.

He subtly tilted the plate and gently pushed three of the pork chops toward her with his chopsticks, leaving only one on the plate.

"Tsuna~ Why did you put it for me? Don't you want to eat it yourself?" Shoko leaned close to his ear, pretending to ask, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve into a smile.

A-Gang raised an eyebrow slightly, his lips moving silently toward her: 'Shall I take it back?'

"Okay." Shoko obediently replied, nodding her little head symbolically twice.

The three fragrant fried pork cutlets remained firmly in her bowl, untouched. Meanwhile, the salad in front of Tsuna was quickly piled up into a small mountain.

Her empty plate only had dipping sauce left, and she thoughtfully poured some more sauce over the 'little hilltop'.

They were afraid that Tsuna would find the food bland.

"..."

"Boom...!"

"Waaah... Tsuna, you're bullying me!"

Shoko covered her head, looking at him with a pitiful expression, her eyes still trying to squeeze out a little water.

Unfortunately, Tsuna knew her little tricks all too well. Without even lifting his eyelids, he directly and precisely pinched one of her soft cheeks and pulled it outwards without any mercy.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Tsuna!"

Shoko mumbled incoherently as she twisted her little head, trying to break free from the clutches, her cheeks distorted from being squeezed.

A-Gang ignored her and instead increased the force in his hands, pulling her soft face apart a little more to the left and right, completely immersed in the pleasure of "playing with" her.

"Huh? Class monitor, didn't you promise Nishimiya that you'd go with Miyamura to visit his grandfather tomorrow?"

The two, who were still fooling around, were drawn to Nishikata's exclamation from across the table.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiaozi slipped away like an eel and nimbly escaped from someone's "clutches," not forgetting to rub her reddened cheeks from the ordeal.

“No,” Ayumi Ajitani shook her head, meeting Nishikata’s questioning gaze. “Why would we go with Shoko-chan to meet Miyamura’s parents tomorrow?”

"what……?"

"Wait a minute..." Ayumi Ajitani, who had just realized what was happening, squinted at him: "You didn't agree to Miyamura's offer, did you?"

Nishikata nodded hesitantly.

“I agreed without thinking when Miyamura mentioned it casually, but I didn’t expect you to disagree this time.”

"tomorrow……"

"I was also thinking of going to visit a hot spring inn outside Miyamura and staying there for a few days."

"..."

Ayumi Ajitani, who had been interrupted, wanted to continue speaking, but after hearing his words, she began to waver.

"The hot spring inn owned by my maternal grandfather in Miyamura?"

Takagi swallowed the food in her mouth and looked at Shoko, who was throwing a tantrum at the tonkatsu (fried pork cutlet) across from her, and asked in confusion:
"Back then, Shoko-chan didn't mention any hot spring inns to us, she only said she was going to visit Miyamura's grandfather and stay overnight..."

Shoko, who was viciously chewing on her fried pork cutlet, suddenly looked up when someone mentioned her name... and a circle of eyes around the table stared at her!
Instantly, a surge of scalding heat rushed up my cheeks.

"It's not too late to change your mind now. Just let Nanase-sensei know tomorrow."

A-Tsuna's voice rang out calmly from the side, neither loud nor soft, like a pebble thrown into water.

In an instant, the scorching gaze that would have made Shoko wish she could disappear into the ground was completely focused on his calm and composed face.

(End of this chapter)