Can someone in MyGo stay in an adventure group forever?

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The afternoon sunlight suddenly poured in, filling the entire room and dispelling the gloom.

“This should make it look brighter…” she said, returning to the table and looking at the notebook that was being held down by Takamatsu Tsubaki. “Sigh… this is—Sawarin?”

Below the summer triangle, which, though somewhat hastily drawn, is full of charm, hovering overhead, is a figure dragging a long sword, walking alone on a winding path.

The figure was surrounded by words of varying lengths, scattered like stars.

Although the face cannot be seen, for some reason, one glance is enough to recognize with absolute certainty that this is a painting of Koshimura Sawa.

"Um..." Yuecun Ze looked at Takamatsu Akari's profile, which was completely absorbed in her own world, and really couldn't bear to disturb her. "Shouldn't we just leave her alone?"

"Yes, that makes sense!" Chihaya Aine nodded quickly, turned around quietly, and prepared to leave.

Koshimura Sawa also turned around, but in the instant his gaze shifted, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the chair under Takamatsu Tomo out of the corner of his eye.

Perhaps because she sat down too hastily, a corner of her uniform skirt was lifted up and got stuck between her lower back and the back of the chair.

A small section of blue and white striped fabric was revealed, along with the rounded and pert silhouette carefully outlined by the soft fabric.

I'm so touched, I didn't even have any safety shorts.

Is this what it feels like to be trusted?

The only downside is that my favorite penguin is gone.

You can't just wear the same pair of panties all the time, can you?

That's wrong. There are so many kinds of penguins, such as emperor penguins, Adelie penguins, and rockhopper penguins... You can totally wear a different pattern every day without repeating yourself.

Then I'll have Dengbao lift up the lid every day and let me guess what penguin it is.

【No, buddy, this is too much! I can't take it anymore. This is such an exciting, passionate, and youthful anime, what are you even watching with your eyes?】

Look at the lights.

Koshimura Sawa silently counted down in his mind.

According to the famous "three-second rule," food can still be eaten if it is picked up within three seconds of falling on the ground.

Similarly, food is not considered "looking" if you look at it for no more than 3 seconds.

But you've already watched for ten seconds!

Fun fact: The binary number 3 is actually 11.

【? 】

I really have control over you.

As if in response to a complaint from a certain even-toed ungulate, three options suddenly popped up in front of us, completely blocking that touch of youthful blue and white.

[A. Picked up the cold fountain pen on the table and quietly slipped it into the gap.]

[B. Sneaky a sniff to see what it smells like, and then comment on it.]

【C. Stretch the rubber band until it can't be stretched any further, then release it】

Wait, are there not a single normal human being left in this selection?!

Koshimura glanced back quickly, and after confirming that Chihaya Aine wasn't looking in their direction, he slowly, with a slight tremor, began to reach his hand down...

It stopped at the waist of Takamatsu.

His fingertips carefully avoided her fair and tender skin, probing into that forbidden area, and finally hooked firmly onto the elastic rubber band.

Then, hold your breath and slowly begin to pull outwards...

It can be clearly seen that the soft flesh on the side of the girl's slender waist has been taut by the rubber band, leaving a noticeable indentation.

This also makes the already rounded curve appear even tighter and more perky under the fabric.

Koshimura felt his heart rate instantly surge, more thrilling than watching Dora the Explorer on TV at home when he was a child, or sneaking out of bed to seduce his roommates when they were asleep in college.

With a strong repulsive force, the rubber band was stretched to almost its limit.

Koshimura hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and, as if making a decision, abruptly pulled his finger back.

"Snapped!"

The rubber band snapped back immediately, and a crisp, loud snapping sound suddenly rang out in the quiet activity room.

That sounds painful.

Koshimura Sawa turned his head instantly, pretending to look at the Roselia poster hanging on the wall.

Oh my, this YKN looks so YKN!

Fortunately, Xiaodeng seemed to be completely immersed in his art, oblivious to the world around him, and did not make any obvious reaction, nor did he pause in the rhythm of his writing.

Koshimura Sawa turned around, looked at her still focused profile, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm sorry, Xiaodeng. I made a mistake on your part. I will definitely repent in front of your photo when I get back.

【unbelievable】

Just then, Koshimura felt someone gently pat his shoulder from behind, which startled him and made him shudder.

"Sawarin, is this yours?" Chihaya Aine held up a box wrapped in light blue floral cloth, which was the bento box that Toyokawa Shoko had sent earlier.

"Ah, yes, yes." Koshimura Sawa nodded and bowed hurriedly, reaching out to take it.

"?"

Chihaya Aine narrowed her eyes in confusion as she watched his reaction.

What were you doing just now?

"No, no," Koshimura Sawa quickly waved his hand. "Ah, no, I meant I was just a little curious about what Akari-kun drew—"

"I see." Chihaya Aine glanced at Takamatsu Akari, who was still lost in thought, and then at Koshimura Sawa, who looked sincere. She seemed to accept the explanation and breathed a sigh of relief. "I thought you were doing something strange in secret."

Thank goodness, I thought he was secretly looking at Xiaodeng... After all, Xiaodeng is a top-tier cute girl, even her private parts...

Chihaya Aine glanced down, her flat stomach revealing slender legs... and the toes of her indoor shoes.

"Quack, I don't want to see those teeth!"

But... Xiaodeng is so innocent, she probably wouldn't have those kinds of thoughts, right?

Okay, let's put her on the "no threat" list for now.

Thinking of this, Chihaya Aine's face lit up with a smile again, and she raised the bento box she had been carrying in her other hand.

"I also brought a bento box, how about... we eat together?"

"Okay, okay." Koshimura nodded quickly, pushing Chihaya Aine's shoulder and leading her towards the sofa.

"Wait, Sawarin, don't touch there, it's itchy..."

Behind them, beside the desk.

Gao Songdeng's fingers, which were holding the pen, paused slightly, and the tips of his ears turned so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

She tried her best to maintain her writing posture, but her legs were unconsciously squeezed together, and her petite body was trembling uncontrollably.

Chapter Twenty-One: Forming a Lifelong Adventure Team

Koshimura sat down next to Chihaya Aine, carefully unwrapped the square cloth used for wrapping, and lifted the lid of the bento box.

The moment the lid was lifted, a neatly arranged plate of curry rice came into view.

The thick, golden curry coats every grain of rice, interspersed with tender, stewed carrot and potato chunks, and garnished with a few blanched broccoli florets.

Although it has solidified slightly due to cooling and lost some of its luster, it still looks very appealing overall.

Curry...

While the upper limit of Japanese curry, which is usually made from pre-made curry blocks, is destined to be not very high, the lower limit is certainly not low either, making it a safe and foolproof choice.

It's much better than that wonton dish by that brown-haired female passerby, which would make even Nurgle shake his head in disbelief.

Moreover, Xiangzi even thoughtfully prepared a spoon.

But... it's cold.

Koshimura gently poked the rice, which had become slightly dry and hard due to the cooling, with the tip of his spoon.

To be honest, I can accept a cold bento box, but noodles are one thing, but can I really eat cold rice?

It is said that the Japanese developed the habit of eating cold bento boxes because cold food has a milder smell and is less likely to bother others. They even go so far as to research ingredients that taste good when cold.

It was a problem that could have been solved by simply designating a separate dining area, but as a tough, hardened warrior, Yuecun Ze simply couldn't understand this kind of cultural atmosphere.

After all, he was the man who once made extra-spicy snail rice noodles in the dormitory, a dish that seemed to descend from heaven and smoke four people in one go.

That's when he was born.

Koshimura looked at the cold aluminum lunchbox in his hand, then at Chihaya Aine humming a song beside him.

[A. I took her lunchbox and ate two portions myself]

[B. Ask her if she has any milk to drink; this should definitely be warm.]

【C. Have the pink milk dragon breathe fire to heat up your bento box】

This event is also recorded in the episode about the real and fake Milk Dragons; Milk Dragons can breathe fire.

Go forth, pink dragon!

"Aine." He leaned closer. "Could you do me a favor? My bento box seems to be getting cold."

"Huh?" Chihaya Aine looked at him, puzzled, and blinked. "How can I help you... Do you want me to conjure up a microwave oven for you?"

Because everyone is generally used to eating cold bento boxes, there are naturally no public microwave ovens or other heating equipment in Haneoka's teaching building.

Perhaps once the facility upgrade plan that Rinrinko mentioned is implemented, they will consider installing one?

"How about... you breathe fire or something?" Koshimura suggested.

"If we use Dragon Breath, the activity room will be set on fire..."

"Then a lower-powered one?"

How did you know I'd just learned how to use fire arrows?

"Who asked you?"

“Sawarin, this isn’t the way to ask for help—” Chihaya Aine deliberately dragged out her words.

"Lord Aine, please use your warm and fiery magic to give this cold box of curry rice new life and make it boil again!"

"There's no need to exaggerate like that..."

Chihaya Aine chuckled at his exaggerated performance, took the bento box, and held it steadily in the palm of her left hand.

With his right hand, he picked up the guitar leaning against the sofa and smoothly swept it across the strings, producing a short but wonderfully rhythmic melody.

Immediately afterwards, a steady and gentle flame suddenly shot up from beneath her palm, which was holding the lunchbox, and licked the bottom of the aluminum lunchbox evenly, like a small gas stove.

Wouldn't this result in uneven heating?

So the microwave oven is truly a great invention... It not only allows people to eat hot food anytime, anywhere, but also ensures that the food is heated evenly and thoroughly.

However, the Chihaya brand gas stove is clearly not to be outdone.

Next, let's see how the artificial team performs.

As it continued to heat up, the bento box quickly began to steam, and the unique, rich aroma of curry mixed with spices instantly filled the air, making it look significantly more appetizing than before.

"Here you go, be careful it's hot." Chihaya Aine handed the now warm bento box back to Koshimura Sawa, a hint of smugness on her face. "How was it? Not bad, right?"

Koshimura took the bento box, feeling the warmth from his palm, gently scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.

So...sweet?

　(1) “Lingyin Qi h4 Wu 1 Jiu Yu Jiu Ba take back what I said before. Teacher Da Xiang, did you put salt in instead of sugar?

But since it was Xiangbao who made it, what else is there to say? Let's just leave it at that.

He ate spoonful after spoonful without changing his expression.

"In terms of heat control alone, it should be considered acceptable," Koshimura commented while eating. "It would be even better if it could be heated more evenly. I'll try to figure it out when I get back."

"I didn't learn this just to heat up bento boxes..."