Midori could not help but frown. Then she thought, 'Hmmm, at least he is different.'
No boy in school would dare address her in such a familiar way. She looked at him intently.
"It's lunchtime. You should eat. I'll show you around after classes are over."
He just kept staring at her.
She then spread out her stackable bento box. Their cook back at their household is very good at her job. Also, she packs more than how much can Midori really consume.
Midori offered him a spoon. Dan hesitated, but took it eventually.
"That spoon is intended for the soup. If you don't mind sharing the bento, you are welcome to eat with me." She raised her chopsticks and began eating.
Her bento was enticing. From the traditional miso soup with soft tofu and seaweed, to the menchi katsu with special sauce, tamagoyaki and octopus wieners, with a side of grated cabbage with goma sauce, completed with rice and tea, together with caramelized fruits; this was a complete meal. She definitely needs the lunchbreak time if she needs to finish them.
"Are you sure about this?" Dan wanted to be sure of the invitation.
"You already took the spoon. No backsies." Midori let a faint smile appear on her face.
"Did you make all these?" Dan's delightful expression made Midori disappointed of herself.
She had never held a knife in her life. She only goes to the kitchen to get drinks from the fridge. She did not know why, but she did not want this boy to find out about that.
She made a white lie.
"Our cook mainly makes my bento, but I help her from time-to-time." She said with a poker face.
"Is that so? You're amazing, Dori! You seem to have a lot on your plate in school, being president and all, yet you could still cook your lunch at home." Dan was so happy, he did not know he was killing a lot of girls with his smile.
They began to eat. Dan had this smug face as he chewed happily.
"This is so good!" He says in between chews.
Midori ate as usual, glancing at him at times. She had a barely noticeable smile on her face.
In no time, the bento box was clean of food. Dan tried his best not to lick its sides.
"Have some tea..." Midori poured some on the makeshift cup-lid, but then hesitated as she was about to move it towards his side.
Dan noticed the hesitation and asked, "What's wrong?"
She pursed her lips then softly said, "I don't have an extra cup."
He chuckled a little then looked at her intently.
She looks shy, blinking at times, not looking back at him.
He understood that eating from the same box with different utensils is a different matter as to drinking from the same cup. He smiled amused.
"You can drink your fill then. I'll accept whatever is left."
She looked at him in an instant. "You don't mind?"
"It's fine. I already ate most of your food. I cannot completely wipe the due modesty on this."
He flashed his pearly whites once more. The girls around them were starting to get suspicious, squinting their eyes at the scene.
Midori drank some tea, taking into consideration not to consume too many so that Dan can still have enough. When she saw that the tea was down to half of her flask, she shoved the cup towards him.
Dan was surprised. "You're okay?" He took the cup from her.
She packed the box back into the thermal bag. Then stood up and started walking away.
As she took two steps, he asked, "Where are you going?"
She frowned slightly, irritated. "Do I need your permission to go to the restroom?"
He laughed while she looked at him with her left brow raised.
She continued walking out while he continued drinking tea like all their interactions were part of their everyday lives.