The Top Idol Next Door Can't Help But Crave My Guilty Pleasure Meals-Chapter 5Volume 1 .7 - You Want to Make Me Eat a Lot, Right?

ROUND 5 – You Want to Make Me Eat a Lot, Right? 7

Whether it’s because Rika’s personality is easy to read or because Yuzuki has exceptional interpersonal skills, she managed to see through her true nature within just a few minutes of meeting her.

Perhaps due to Rika’s struggle with social interactions in her younger years, she still has a unique way of communicating with her peers.

“Don’t worry about her too much, Yuzuki.”

Seemingly worn out by Rika’s unpredictable pace, Yuzuki mutters something under her breath with downcast eyes.

“…What’s with that, acting all clingy as if it’s the most natural thing in the world…”

“Yuzuki? What’s wrong?”

“Huh, ah! Nothing, I’m fine!”

Now, in an attempt to hide her agitation, she fanned her face with her hand.

Something about Yuzuki is a little off today.

Oops, it looks like the batter is about ready to be flipped.

With spatulas in both hands, I flip the batter swiftly.

Then a perfect golden brown okonomiyaki appears.

The unique aroma of the flour-based dish fills the room, finally relaxing the atmosphere.

Now’s a good time to check the finishing ingredients.

Bonito flakes, seaweed, and sauces are already on the table.

Oh, that’s right, there should still be some pickled red ginger left over from when we made yakisoba.

“I’m going to grab some pickled red ginger.”

“What, didn’t you leave the pickled red ginger in my fridge?”

Rika’s shoulder twitched.

As she said, there was a small container of pickled red ginger neatly placed in the corner when I opened the Sasaki family’s refrigerator,

“Found it, you remembered well.”

“Well, I do get meals made for me every day.”

Twitch- twitch- Rika’s shoulders shook again.

“…Suzu, I’ll prepare the usual special mustard-mayo in the meantime.”

“Ah, thank you… Just to check, you sure you can handle it?”

“Even I can prepare something like this. We’ve eaten it dozens of times at my place.”

Now Yuzuki’s shoulders twitched.

Both of them seemed as if they were being zapped with a faint electric current. And for some reason, the atmosphere that had begun to relax was once again becoming tense.

“A-alright! It’s almost ready!”

My instincts were sending danger signals, warning me not to delve any deeper.

I hurried to finish up.

I pushed the okonomiyaki to the edge of the hot plate and slathered it with special sauce.

For the mustard mayonnaise, I use a piping bag to create wavy patterns.

After giving it some ‘skincare’, I add a touch of seaweed and bonito flakes for a ‘cheeky effect’. I cut it into six equal parts with a spatula and placed them on small plates for Rika and Yuzuki.

“Here, both of you, enjoy your meal.”

“Itadakimasu!”

Having returned to the table, Rika immediately starts breaking apart the okonomiyaki with her chopsticks.

“Wow, the batter is so fluffy!”

“That’s because I added yam.”

Next, she chops up the okonomiyaki with her chopsticks and shovels a big bite into her mouth.

“The inside is so creamy! The seafood is crunchy! The mayo sauce is delicious!”

While Rika eagerly devours her food, Yuzuki hasn’t started eating yet.

Normally, this would be the time for a playful back-and-forth argument, but with Rika here, I wasn’t sure how to approach the situation.

“Suzufumi’s meal is…”

“Yes?”

There Yuzuki is, gripping the chopsticks with her own will.

“…Suzufumi’s meal is not just for Kishibe-san!”

With eyes full of determination as if she were about to bungee jump, she brought a piece of okonomiyaki to her mouth.

The moment she took a bite, Yuzuki’s expression cleared up like a blue sky that had blown away the clouds.

“Wow, it’s really fluffy…”

This time, she took a proper bite.

“The earthy scent of cabbage and yam, the oceanic aroma of shrimp and octopus—they all blend together, leaving a rich aftertaste. The special sauce and spicy mayo also have a perfect balance of spiciness and sweetness…”

“That’s right! This is the blend Suzu spent years perfecting, and it’s even adopted at Papa and Mama’s restaurant!”

The two who had been at odds until just a moment ago were now smiling and enjoying the same dish.

This is the charm of okonomiyaki.

Just like the seafood and mountain vegetables, seemingly opposite ingredients come together in one batter—everyone is equal in front of okonomiyaki.

The universal language of food transcends people’s positions and relationships with ease!

Simply put, delicious food brings smiles to people’s faces. That’s why there is no more fighting or petty bickering here.

This is truly world peace.

Okonomiyaki is the symbol of peace that our country is proud of!

As I began cooking the second batch, I felt a strong gaze from my left.

Rika was staring at me intently while holding chopsticks in hand.

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“Don’t just keep cooking, Suzu. Let’s eat together.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll make my own after you two have had your fill.”

However, Rika put down her own chopsticks and grabbed mine instead.

Then she lifted a piece of okonomiyaki from the hotplate.

This is…

“Ahhn♪”

It might have been a pleasant situation under normal circumstances.

But what was presented before me was the entire slice, and moreover, it was piping hot after having just been cooked.

“No, Rika, that’s too big—”

“Ahhn♪”

Rika seemed to be acting out of pure kindness, so I steeled myself and opened my mouth.

“A-ahhn… it’s hot!”

The temperature inside my mouth skyrocketed as if coal had been thrown into a furnace.

I desperately rolled the okonomiyaki around with my tongue to cool it down, and without missing a beat, I also chased it with some oolong tea to cool off my mouth.

“Suzufumi, over here, over here.”

Looking to the opposite side of Rika, I saw Yuzuki with her mouth open.

She wasn’t holding chopsticks in her hand.

“Ahhn.”

“Hm?”

“I mean, Suzufumi, you want to make me eat a lot, right?”

“That is, well…”

Yuzuki’s defenseless mouth was right in front of me.

Even though she was in the midst of eating okonomiyaki, her mouth showed no signs of okonomiyaki, seaweed, or bonito flakes.

“Suzufumi got to be fed by Kishibe-san, so now Suzufumi has to feed me too. Come on-come on, it’s your chance to win me over with food, you know?”

Yuzuki was unusually proactive about food today.

It’s certainly the perfect opportunity to take the offensive.

Yet, seeing Yuzuki closing her eyes and obediently opening her mouth in front of me made me feel like I was doing something wrong.

“Come on, ‘ahhhn’ “

“A-ahh…”

With trembling hands, I tried to bring the okonomiyaki to Yuzuki’s mouth——

“Here you go!”

Suddenly, Rika’s hand popped out from the side.

“Mmffpphh!”

“Instead of Suzufumi, I’ll feed you as much as you want~. Bring it on~”

“Grrmph, mmph!”

Yuzuki’s mouth resembles a hamster hoarding food as okonomiyaki was stuffed into her mouth one after another.

“Mmph… puhah! Hey, what are you doing!?”

“You wanted to be fed, right? Lucky you~”

Today, for who knows how many times, their gazes clashed again.

Sparks wildly bloom right in front of me. Neither of them shows any sign of backing down.

Yuzuki and Rika acted at the same moment.

Yuzuki’s hand reached out from the right, Rika’s from the left.

” “Here, ‘ahhhn’ !! ” “

Two okonomiyaki, nearly falling off the chopsticks, was in front of my eyes.

” “Hey, which one will you choose!?” “

I placed the spatula on the hot plate and sighed with a gloomy heart.

These two—I thought they were complete opposites, but aren’t they in perfect sync?