Thread:ChocolateShortcake/@comment-32585685-20170715203401/@comment-32585685-20170717180053

"Well if you were my wife..."

He falters mid-sentence and blushes faintly as he realises what he's saying. He pushes himself to keep talking, trying to conceal his awkwardness.

"...then you'd get sick of ramen and go back to cooking in two days!"

He hardly notices Akira pulls him into the cooking club. He keeps replaying what she said.

(Just kidding! She said. What was she kidding about? Was she kidding about the idea of being my wife? Was that it? Am I that much of a joke to her? Is the idea that laughable? Am I that horrible? This is a disaster! I wish everyone else was dead!)

After his internal struggle, showing only as a totally blank expression, Norio pulls himself out of obsessing over it.

(I'm still here and she is still talking to me. So it can't be that bad. Can it?)

"Ahah, so, um, now what?" He says, only really noticing the cooking club for the first time.