"I get it, I get it, you're always so nitpicky. Next time I'll use the right bowl," Kiyomi Liuli felt that Nanahara Takeshi was such a fusspot, always nagging like an old woman when it was time to eat.
"You really go out of your way just to have an extra bite. If you put the same effort into your studies, being second in the grade wouldn't be a dream." Nanahara Takeshi sat opposite her, placed the tea eggs in the middle, and continued to lament.
You jerk, I'm not like you, just sitting around all day like a turtle. I get a lot of exercise; what's wrong with eating a bit more?
Is eating three bowls with a small bowl the same as eating three bowls with a big bowl?
Don't treat me like a fool!
