GJ Bu Vol 1 Chapter 28

Chapter 28: Convenience Store Bags and Cup Noodles – Part 1

Kyouya had recently started having his lunch in the clubroom.

He saw no need to continue having unromantic lunches with his friend Yokomizo when he could always find someone in the clubroom.

A beautiful someone, that is. A beautiful girl, to be more specific.

He opened the door and entered the clubroom to find s.h.i.+on there. “Yo” she greeted, lifting her head to look at him.

“What’s uuu-” Kyouya began to ask, before he noticed it.

A bag from a convenience store rested in front of s.h.i.+on.

He had expected her to bring her usual three-tier, stacked lunch box wrapped in purple cloth.

He’d heard that s.h.i.+on had a lot of siblings, so she had many brothers who were much older than her. Perhaps it was their genes, but they were all geniuses in some way. Apparently, s.h.i.+on being a “genius of games” was just a result of her bloodline.

The one who made her lunch box every day was her second oldest brother. He was a master chef… or something like that. He had mastered every method of cooking that existed on the surface of the Earth, and ones that didn’t as well… or something like that…

Kyouya didn’t believe in any of that, of course. It was obvious that she was just having a laugh at him.

Well, it was at least certain that she had a brother who was an amazing cook and also made her an amazing lunchbox everyday…

The contents of her multi-layered lunchbox were always beautifully arranged, drawing everybody’s attention. s.h.i.+on would always share two thirds of it with them.

Except for today. Today, she had cup noodles in a bag from a convenience store.

Kyouya thought that something must have happened, but even he had enough tact not to ask her directly with a “What happened?”

He took his usual seat at the round table and quietly began to eat his own lunch.

s.h.i.+on, rather than sitting at the table, went for the spot on the sofa where Kirara always sat.

The sound of s.h.i.+on fumbling through the plastic bag could be heard.

Somehow, Kyouya was curious.

He wasn’t even paying any attention to the taste of his own lunch.

All he did was listen for a while, but soon he couldn’t take it anymore.

Unable to control himself, he sneaked a glance in s.h.i.+on’s direction.

“Did I perhaps make you curious?”

She’d caught him looking after all.

“My brother is currently out on a trip to the bottom of the North Atlantic to stock up on some ingredients he needs for an Ultimate Full Course order he received.”

s.h.i.+on started the conversation as if she already knew everything Kyouya wanted to ask. She had this peculiar way of talking to you. Almost as if she was psychic or something.

“It seems that Cthulhu sas.h.i.+mi is essential for the carpaccio in the first course.”

“What’s a Cthulhu?”

“Some variety of squid, I believe.”

Kyouya was satisfied with her answer. Being a cooking master seemed like a very tough job, having to go all the way to the bottom of the Atlantic to stock up on ingredients like that.

Still, he was glad she wasn’t fighting with her brother or anything.

Having regained his peace of mind, Kyouya returned to his meal. This time, he could enjoy the taste of the food properly.

However, Kyouya put down his chopsticks after a bit and turned to face s.h.i.+on again.

“Is something wrong?’

s.h.i.+on’s hands were frozen as she stared at the convenience store’s receipt.

“Actually, it seems that there’s something missing from the total price.”

The girl emphatically tilted her head.

They probably forgot to charge her for something.

If that was the case, she could just call it a profit and leave it at that. s.h.i.+on really is an honest person, I guess.

“The fee for this white bag was not included in the price.”

s.h.i.+on said something strange.

“Sorry?”

“This white polyethylene bag…”

She pointed to the convenience store bag.

Kyouya felt all the energy drain from his body as he realized what she was saying.

He was lying face-down on the table for no more than a few seconds before he pulled himself up and explained to her.

“That one’s free, actually. The plastic bags are a courtesy of the store.”

“Is that so?”

s.h.i.+on wrapped her head around the idea.

Kyouya turned his back to her, feeling awkward. The look that s.h.i.+on had fixed of him had something of admiration in them… But knowing such an ordinary piece of common sense couldn’t really be worthy of any praise, nor was it anything he could take pride in.

She wouldn’t stop looking at him. He was being targeted by the smart, older girl’s look of respect.

He learned one thing from that.

It seemed that The Genius of Games was lacking in common sense.

“It’s not here.“