"The boys in group A are looking for firewood, and the girls in group B are in charge of cooking." Ryuji arranged.
Since the group is divided in advance, it is easy and fast to set up.
To Ryuji, the students remained in awe. The student council president and the school bully, the combined weight of those two identities was a bit heavy.
Yotsuba was running here and there, looking everywhere for firewood even though she was a girl.
"You girl, obediently go and cook," Ryuji said.
"Cooking is too boring, as the saying goes, life lies in exercise!" Yotsuba replied.
Yotsuba's physical strength was too good, and she split the firewood she picked up.
"It feels so good!" Yotsuba wiped the youth's sweat.
On the other hand, Nino shows excellent cooking skills.
"Nino is awesome."
"This kind of skill can go out and open a shop!"
Despite the praise, Nino's cooking skills are indeed very good.
"Just like that," Said Nino haughtily.
"I'm really jealous of Nino, you're beautiful and good at cooking, there must be a lot of people chasing you."
"Yeah, do you know who you're going to dance with?"
Gossip from friends.
"Ah, that. I haven't thought about it…" Nino's expression was not very natural.
Even because there is a figure in her heart, she refused all invitations.
She remembered her mother saying when she was little that women's cooking skill was to lock the stomachs of those they loved.
But now she couldn't reach that level.
Seeing the figure surrounded by the crowd, Nino clenched her fists.
(Just you wait, one day I will make a dish that will surprise you!)
Miku crouched down in front of the stove.
Cooking wasn't her forte, so she could only see fire.
Despite her innocent appearance, Miku's heart is not at peace.
Because of the bonfire party, Ryuji didn't give a clear answer.
An inexplicable feeling pressed down on her heart, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Ryuji appeared beside Miku.
He took out a can of iced matcha soda, and placed it against Miku's cheek in a mischievous manner.
"Ah!"
Sure enough, Miku screamed sweetly.
"Hahaha, I'm sorry." Ryuji knelt beside Miku, offering matcha soda as an apology.
"Hmph!" Miku was angry, and puffed out her cheeks.
"I'm here to tell you about the bonfire party."
Miku's complaints disappeared.
"H-How?" Miku asked nervously.
"Anyway, I am also responsible for this matter, and I will be responsible until the end."
In other words, Ryuji agreed.
"This one?" Miku said in surprise.
The rock that had been pressing down on her heart for days finally fell, and she felt a surge of joy well up in her heart.
But soon, this excitement was diluted.
The one dancing with Ryuji is Ichika, this is the answer.
It was definitely a very happy thing, but why did it turn out like this in the end?
"…Okay, I'll tell Ichika," Miku buried her thoughts and lowered her head.
"Good."
...
"Can I do it?" Ichika looked at Miku in front of her and asked seriously.
"Um."
Miku hides her selfishness, thinking that the five sisters should be equal.
As the eldest daughter, Ichika understands Miku's character.
Knowing that she had always hidden her thoughts in her heart and didn't know how to express them...
How could one have no selfishness at all, even as the eldest daughter...
Ryuji always liked to flick her forehead while making up a lesson, then pat her head.
She didn't know when, her head had the temperature.
"Let my little sister come to the bonfire party!" Ichika said with a smile.
...
"Sorry Rui, I can't dance with you at this bonfire party!"
Ryuji clasped his hands together and apologized to Rui.
Rui seemed to be concentrating on cooking, ignoring Ryuji.
In fact, she didn't pay attention at all, if it wasn't for Ryuji's reminder, she almost added sugar as salt!
"Hmph, it's fine if you don't invite me, why would you want to be with the others." Rui pouted angrily.
"Didn't I explain already, because of the previous misunderstanding." Ryuji smiled wryly.
"It's not easy for me not to get angry," Rui hummed softly.
Ryuji's eyes lit up, as long as he persuaded her, could her not be angry?
"I will make up for this matter, no matter what you say, I agree!"
Rui held out the spoon to Ryuji's mouth.
"Why?" Ryuji asked strangely.
"First, try the soup for me first." Rui smiled.
Though she didn't mind at all, Rui was a kind and thoughtful girl, and she wouldn't get into trouble with Ryuji unreasonably.
"Very sweet." The corners of Ryuji's eyes twitched, "You actually turn salt into sugar."
"Hmph, this is punishment," Rui chuckled.