My love is abyss mode

Chapter 116 Celery and Omelette Rice
Outside the window, rain continued to fall, while inside, warm lights shone, and on the light-colored wooden dining table, bone broth steamed.

Kuronuma Kiba sat across the table from Matsusaka Kanon, his dark eyes watching intently as she carefully drew a smiley face on the golden surface of the omelet rice with ketchup.

Her skin was almost sickly, as if a touch would feel as cold as autumn rain, yet her clean and beautiful face always carried a serene smile.

"Okay, let's eat."

Matsusaka Kanon, using a rotating wooden plate, presented a bright red smiling face to Kuronuma Kiba and pushed it in front of him: "Rainy days always make me feel down, but seeing a smiling face makes me feel better."

"It sounds like the love magic from a maid cafe." Kuronuma Kiba picked up a spoon, scooped a piece from the edge of the omelet rice, and put it in his mouth to savor it carefully.

It does seem to have a special flavor.

Compared to the omelet rice made by Shinkai Shiona, the seasoning is superior, giving it a wonderful flavor that can conquer everyone's taste buds.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, looked up and met Matsuzaka Kanon's expectant gaze, and asked softly, "Did you put in any special seasoning?"

"It's love."

"Really? I don't believe it."

"Honestly, Ya doesn't understand any romance at all."

Matsuzaka Kanon rolled her eyes at him reproachfully, clasped her hands together in front of her, and said softly, "I'm starting."

After saying that, she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat lunch.

Few people follow these dining etiquette rules anymore; most young people find them boring and tedious, and Kurozuma also thinks so.

This was the first time he had ever seen anyone do this since arriving in Tokyo.

Kuronuma Kiba put the omelet rice into his mouth and asked in a nonchalant tone as he ate, "Why do you have to say things like that?"

"This custom originated from nature worship, where people used to believe that plants and animals sacrificed themselves to continue human life."

Just like the narration in the Matsusaka Hana audiovisual documentary, she patiently explained to him: "Later, it also came to mean thanking farmers, fishermen, chefs, and other people who worked hard to make food."

"That sounds boring." Kuronuma shrugged indifferently.

He was taught in Hokkaido that one must be grateful, as this is a manifestation of basic manners.

But after arriving in Tokyo, Kiba Kuronuma discovered that Tokyoites almost never cared about such things, not even a rich young lady like Ryo Hatsushino would say such a thing.

How could the young lady of the Hatsushino family lack basic manners?

"It's more about the sense of ritual."

Matsuzaka Kanon looked at him with a smile and said softly, "I feel like after saying that, the dining table will connect everyone, just like drawing a smiley face with ketchup on an omelet."

"The omelet rice contains celery."

Kuronuma used a spoon to slice open the smiling face of the omelet rice, revealing tiny green bits of rice: "What else?"

"Honestly, can't you just listen to me properly?" Matsuzaka Kanon sighed helplessly, feeling a headache coming on from his terrible personality.

It seems even more troublesome than Shionai-chan's situation. Although I expected it, it's still quite a headache.

"You said it, I'm listening."

Kuronuma took out his phone from his pants pocket, unlocked the screen, and sent a message to Toyama Chitose: "Let me ask Chitose-senpai if it's convenient for us to meet this afternoon."

"I'm not talking to you anymore." Matsuzaka Kanon glared at him, feigning anger, and began to eat her lunch in small bites with a spoon.

Seeing the helplessness written in her beautiful gray eyes, Kuronuma Kiba smiled smugly and chatted with Toyama Chitose while eating.

[Kuronuma: Senpai, I heard you went back to Tokyo.]
[Kuronuma: Shall we meet this afternoon?]
[Distant mountains: Not seen.]
[Yuanshan: It's the weekend, let's talk about things at the college tomorrow.]
[Kuronuma: I haven't said what it is yet.]
[Yuyama: Your mistress just spoke to me this morning about the kendo club's funding issues.]
[Yuanshan: Refusing to work overtime starts with me.]
[Kuronuma: Okay, what if there's something else?]
[Yuanshan: Hatsushino Bookstore, third floor.]
[Kuronuma: No need to wait for me, just asking casually.]
"Senior went to buy 18+ comics again. She really likes them." Kuronuma Kiba put away his phone, looked up at Matsuzaka Kanon, whose eating movements were also very elegant.

"This is a bit troublesome. Senior Sister Chitose is also treating me with a purely businesslike attitude."

Matsuzaka Kanon nodded slightly, indicating that she understood the situation, and did not speak.

"Should I give her a call?" Kuronuma Kiba asked. Matsuzaka Kanon gently shook her head, remaining silent.

"Are you imitating Senior Liang?"

Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Matsuzaka Kanon swallowed the food in her mouth, picked up her water glass and took a sip: "Let me think about what to do."

"Why not just handle things officially? What's the reason Senior Sister Chisui is refusing to distribute the funds?"

"They didn't get the Jade Dragon Flag, their performance was too poor, it's better to disband them sooner rather than later."

“Chitose-senpai is right.” Kuronuma Kiba nodded in agreement.

The Kendo Club of the private Qinglan Academy is indeed rather weak. Apart from Shi Heihao, a first-year student, the rest are just average.

Furthermore, with the third-year students who have experience in major competitions having already retired after the summer break, and it's unclear whether next year's freshmen will have any talented players, it would be a pipe dream to try and win the Jade Dragon Flag with just the current group of people.

Seeing that Kurosuma Kiba had sided directly with Toyama Chitose, Matsuzaka Kanon's eyes instantly darkened: "Now that Kiba is here, taking the Jade Dragon Flag should be easy."

"Yes, I'll play forward."

"President Toyama knows Kiba's strength very well, she's deliberately making things difficult for her."

"That makes sense. Shall I give her a call and find out what's going on?"

"Let me think."

Seeing her resting her chin on her hand in deep thought, Kuronuma Kiba put down the phone he had just picked up and continued eating his lunch.

The bone broth also had a subtle flavor, completely different from Shirakawa Momo's cooking. Apart from the ingredients, the cooking methods seemed to be quite different as well. It was warm and comforting to drink.

After lunch, Matsuzaka Kanon finally came up with a plan. While clearing away the dishes, she whispered to him:

"I think it's better to play it safe for now. Tomorrow the Kendo Club has a training match against the Jade Dragon Flag champion. With you and Wildfire on the team, it'll be easy to win."

"To prove the strength of the Kendo Club?"

"If Chairman Toyama comes up with another excuse, we'll deal with it as it comes."

"I have no objection." Kuronuma Kiba got up to help clear the tableware, followed Matsuzaka Kanon to the kitchen, his gaze falling on the waist of her white dress.

Both Matsuzaka Kanon and Shirakawa Momo are slender, but the former is tall and the latter is petite, offering two completely different experiences.

He put the dishes in the sink, then grabbed Matsuzaka Kanon's slender waist from behind and said meaningfully, "I was originally planning to see Toyama-senpai this afternoon, but now that I have time—"

"Of course you should help me move."

Matsuzaka Kanon turned around and gave her a gentle look, smiling as she said, "Didn't Kiba already agree?"

"And before that?" Kuronuma's hand slid along the waistline to the soft fabric of the skirt.

"No, my teeth always take a long time to come. I'm short on time today, and I also need to tidy up my room."

"I'll help you pack in a bit."

"I won't let you into my room."

Matsuzaka Kanon adopted a serious tone, turned to face him, and her gray eyes flashed with a cold light: "Even after we live together, you are not allowed to enter my room without permission."

"Why?" Hearing her say that, Kuronuma's curiosity was ignited.

"Because my room isn't as clean as other girls' rooms; it's full of terrible design drafts that I can't show to anyone, and it would be a real hassle to mess it up."

Matsuzaka Kanon cupped his face in her hands and gently comforted him, "Okay, while I'm washing the dishes, you go fold the cardboard boxes. They're in the storage room on the second floor. I'll treat you to a good meal tonight."

Hearing her say that, Kuronuma decided to leave his expectations for the night and turned to go upstairs to prepare the cardboard boxes for moving.

(End of this chapter)