Owe a Fiancee?

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Dawn was rising, the sun was rising, that's when I woke up. Despite sleeping in the middle of the night, my morning waking habit never disappoints. As a result, I often get tired faster. When I opened my eyes, it was unexpected that Akane and also woke up at the same time. Our eyes met, without a word Akane and immediately blurred into the bathroom.

[Akane Harumi's point of view]

Kyaaa, what-what am I? Last night did I sleep in one bed with Shuji kun? I must have misjudged it. O-okay now calm yourself Harumi tenangg.

When I came out of the bathroom, I smelled someone cooking. Sure enough, it was a 16-year-old man who slept in one bed with me last night.

"Pa-morning Akane san."

"O-oh morning Shuji kun."

"Please sit down Akane san, wait for me to cook omurice."

I sat down without a word, I was too embarrassed to say anything. But unexpectedly, Shuji kun is a boy who is good at home things like cooking well.

(I want to cook food for him too anyway)

As I muttered in my mind, food came in front of me. There is a neatly rolled omurice, the smell is fragrant, and the texture is soft. But there is something less I guess.

"Anoo, Shu-shuji kun."

"Yes, what is Akane san?"

"W-will you not write or draw anything here?"

"Eh? Ah, I don't know what I want to write there."

"Hoo... Are you making it again?"

"Yes, according to research breakfast is very important. So I made it for me too."

"Can you hand it to me?"

"Eh?"

"I wish I could make it too."

"Be good then."

I walked closer to the stove, there was already a mature omurice ready to roll. I rolled it up heartily and slowly. After rolling, I put it on the plate and held the sauce.

Because I want to deepen my relationship with Shuji kun, maybe.

"It's just like this."

[Shuji Izumi's point of view]

I don't know what's going on, but I'm pounding at Akane and I'm writing something in my Omurice. Could I possibly do the same? No no no it's a shame, let alone I don't have any ideas. Ta-but...

"Please Shuji kun."

Omurice came on a clean plate. The shape is beautiful and there is no damage in the eggs. But on top of it there is the inscription 'Izu-kun'. It shakes me up. When I looked towards Akane san, she just turned her attention to another direction.

"W-can I call you that?"

"Eh, te-of course I can."

Akane san breathed a sigh of relief at my reply. Like he had been preparing himself since. Seeing things like this, I thought of something.

"Please borrow your Omuric for a while Akane san."

"Eh..."

I took Akane san's plate and headed to the sauce place. I picked up the sauce and started writing.

(Shortly, yep like this) Gunamku in my own mind.

I went back to the dinner table and returned Omurice Akane san.

"W-can I call you that?"

"Of course, Izu kun."

"Thank you Haru chan."

"So it's kind of a pity to eat it."

"Fufuu, that's right. I'm not willing to."

We finally had breakfast by chatting together. Although some of the chatter is not important, I can hear Haru chan saying Izu kun several times.