Crossover Anime: This is not pure love at all

The next day at noon, the atmosphere in Class F of the second year of Zongwu University was as relaxed and noisy as ever during lunch break.

Yumiko Miura sat in her seat, taking small bites of the bento she had saved, while staring suspiciously at Yui Yuigahama sitting opposite her.

Not right.

Although this girl is usually a bit silly, she's never like this before, taking a couple of bites and then covering her cheeks with a happy, silly grin.

Even so... Yumiko leaned forward and glanced at Yui's bento.

There was a Mapo Tofu dish, a Spicy Chicken Cube dish, and another dish that looked like red chicken but I couldn't name it.

Yumiko Miura knew that Yui's mother ran a family restaurant, but... even if her aunt had recently studied Chinese cuisine, it couldn't possibly be this delicious, could it?

What's even more unusual is that... Yumiko glanced at the boy sitting to the side, eating a bento box with relish in each hand—her boyfriend, Kuroe Minoru.

He even brought a bento box today, and although his appetite was still astonishing, he accepted her bento box.

However, the fact that the bento box contained the exact same dishes as Yui's still puzzled her.

Could it be... that Kuroe made two bento boxes and gave one to Yui?

No, no, that's not right.

Yumiko Miura shook her head, quickly banishing the idea from her mind.

Not to mention that this guy is also a bit of a scatterbrain, even if he could cook, how could he possibly cook for Yui instead of his girlfriend?

Thinking of this, Miura Yumiko spoke up:

"I'm saying, Yui..."

"Hi! What's up, Yumiko-neechan?"

"Sister?! Big sister?!"

Miura Yumiko's eyes widened suddenly, her green pupils trembling.

"When did I become your older sister?!"

Yui looked up and stared at Miura Yumiko with a puzzled expression.

"Eh, eh? Is it not okay to call me 'older sister'...? Then..."

Yui recalled a period drama she'd watched before, wondering how the emperor's concubines addressed each other...

"Then, Yumiko... Your Highness?"

"Pfft—cough cough cough cough!!!"

Kuroe Minoru, who was sitting to the side eating heartily, choked on a mouthful of Mapo Tofu upon hearing this and coughed violently.

"Kuroe-kun! Are you alright?!" Yui was startled and hurriedly pulled out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to him, while also patting his back.

"Your Majesty?!" Miura Yumiko's expression gradually turned to sympathy, and she reached out to touch Yui's forehead.

"Yui, did you bump your head this morning? Or did you get a fever and damage your brain? What nonsense are you spouting?!"

"I don't have a fever..."

Yui pouted slightly, looking a little aggrieved, and muttered softly, "Because...because Yumiko arrived first, so according to the rules, of course I have to call you 'older sister' or 'Your Majesty'..."

Since Yumiko arrived first, she should naturally know the rules; that's how it's always portrayed in dramas!

"First come, first served? The rules?"

Yumiko Miura's brows furrowed more and more, then she suddenly looked at Minoru Kuroe.

"Are you hiding something from me?!"

"Um...actually..."

At this moment, even the innocent Yui realized what was happening, and she looked at Kuroe Minoru with disbelief.

"Kuroe-kun, you didn't tell Yumiko, did you?"

"Well...that's true..."

Kuroe Minoru held his chopsticks, not continuing what he was saying.

Yumiko Miura's expression became visibly complex.

She took a deep breath, her gaze shifting back and forth between Kuroe Minoru and Yui before finally settling on Yui's bento box, which was exactly the same color as hers.

Then, connecting that to her phrase "Yumiko-neechan" and "first come, first served"...

Yumiko Miura fell silent.

"...You two are together now?"

Kuroe nodded.

"Did you do that too?"

No, not at all!

"So it only went as far as a kiss?"

Yumiko Miura's voice was surprisingly calm, but her hands were secretly clenching the hem of her skirt under the table.

"Hmm...more or less..."

Kuroe Minoru put down her chopsticks, looked at Miura Yumiko, and said earnestly, "I know I should have explained this to you sooner. This was my mistake, I'm sorry..."

Upon hearing this, Miura Yumiko remained silent for a long time.

The noise and laughter of lunch break in the classroom still lingered, but the corner where the three of them were located was eerily quiet, as if it had been muted.

Sitting next to her, Yui Yuigahama shrank her neck, cautiously glancing at Yumiko Miura out of the corner of her eye, before shrinking her head even lower.

She felt like a poor student who had been called up to the stage by the teacher, and she didn't dare to breathe loudly.

Just as Miura Yumiko remained silent, and Yui was about to break down under the pressure and apologize.

Yumiko Miura suddenly let out a soft sigh.

"...I'm telling you."

She raised her head, a complex emotion flickering in her green eyes, stared at Kuroe Minoru for a long time, and finally chuckled.

"You idiot! Yui told me about this first! Do you even know how unreliable you are?!"

"Feel sorry……"

"Never mind, I've had a vague feeling that Yui also has those kinds of feelings for you..."

Yumiko Miura gave a soft hum and turned her face to the other side.

Although there was still some reluctance in her tone, it also revealed a forced sense of nonchalance and magnanimity.

"Yumiko..."

Yui Yuigahama looked at Yumiko Miura, who was trying to appear tolerant but couldn't hide her hurt, and her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears. "I'm sorry, I suddenly kissed Kuroe-san..."

"Why are you apologizing to me?! How annoying!"

Miura Yumiko interrupted Yui with a hint of embarrassment and anger, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

She suddenly stood up and grabbed Kuroe Minoru's wrist.

"Hey! Come out with me for a second!"

"Huh? Now?" Kuroe Minoru hadn't reacted yet.

"Of course! What else would you ask for!"

Yumiko Miura grabbed Minoru Kuroe's hand and walked out of the classroom without saying a word.

"Ah, then I'll follow too..." Yui subconsciously wanted to catch up.

"You stay right here!" Yumiko Miura said without turning around. "I need to talk to Kuroe alone!"

Yui shuddered and could only pitifully shrink back into her seat, puffing out her cheeks as she watched the two figures leave.

Really!

……

Yumiko Miura led Minoru Kuroe to the old, rarely visited equipment room behind the teaching building.

After confirming that no one was around, she released her grip, turned her back to Kuroe Minoru, and shrugged slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

"Um... Miura-kun?" Kuroe asked somewhat nervously.

Was he just putting on a show of composure in the classroom, and now that we're alone, he's going to settle things with him?

Could it be that they're breaking up?

"Kuroe Minoru..."

Yumiko Miura suddenly turned around, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with a defiant, reckless determination.

"You kissed Yui, didn't you?"

"Ah...I guess so..." Kuroe Minoru confessed honestly.

"Did you touch her?"

"No! Although I do think about it a little, I definitely don't!" Kuroe Minoru quickly waved his hand.

"……That's good."

Yumiko Miura breathed a sigh of relief, then took a deep breath and glared at him fiercely.

"Since Yui kissed you first, I can't just let it go!"

"I want...I want..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, her face turned redder and redder, and the last few words were almost squeezed out between her teeth.

"I want to be with you... that's fair!"