(**Kirara’s POV**)

“Momoi-san, can I have a word with you…?”

“…What?”

When I intentionally spoke to Momoi in a respectful manner, she looked at me awkwardly.

And I said to her―

“Why is the dish that I made halfway through turned out like thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis!?”

I shouted in earnest.

“Hiii―!”

Momoi was frightened because of my sudden shout, but it wasn’t my fault. 

After all, Momoi’s cooking can’t really be called cooking.

What I see in front of me is something mysterious with a purple hue.

I would never accept this as food.

Even a dog… wouldn’t eat this…

If you eat something like this, you must be a weirdo.

As for why Momoi cooked it in the first place, I was making dinner and she joined me for some reason.

I think she was depressed because Alice had taken Kaito and the others, so she came to me because she was worried about being alone.

Maybe she didn’t like me, but she thought it was better than being alone.

So Momoi said she was going to cook too, so I left her to make a new dish, which I had already made halfway through― and Momoi started to act in a way I didn’t understand.

Not only did she ignore the measurements, but she started adding various seasonings one after the other.

But I thought to myself, “Momoi, the perfect beautiful girl, is doing this.”. I concluded that there was probably a scientific reaction or something, and in the end, it would turn out delicious.

However, Momoi’s eccentricities never stopped.

I looked at Momoi and said, “Don’t worry… it’s that Momoi after all… I’m sure it’ll become a delicious meal when it’s done…” I believed (I was just escaping reality).

And the result― was this poisonous dish…

I don’t even know where to begin.

For now, all I can say is that this atrocity is not a dish.

I had no idea that Momoi had such a flaw… What should I do for dinner…?

In fact, Momoi is curled up in the corner of the room because I got mad at her.

Really, just who is this girl?

Where’s that image of Momoi at school?

Well, she’s not as annoying as I expected, so it’s still good…

I looked at Momoi’s face as she sat in the corner, she had tears in her eyes.

I can’t help but notice that she looks more vulnerable than usual, probably because she’s depressed about Kaito and Sakura being taken away.

So I approached Momoi with a gentle tone of voice and a coy smile.

“If you don’t know how to cook, I’ll teach you, and we can cook together next time. Okay?”

When I said this to Momoi with a smile, she stared at me and then said,

“It’s okay because Kai-kun will teach me…”

―Is that.

“”……””

We stared at each other for a few moments― and then a struggle ensued.

No matter how much she dislikes me, how dare she disrespect the goodwill of others!

Where’s that cute, sullen Momoi from earlier!?

Or rather, Kaito can cook, he’s really too good at everything!

Just how long have you been acting like a wuss at school!?

Come on now, Kami-sama!

It’s just awful that Kaito has the same skills that would have appealed to him!

Please give me some more advantages!

As I frolicked with Momoi, I made such a request to Kami-sama and thought that this world is unreasonable―.