The Top Idol Next Door Can't Help But Crave My Guilty Pleasure Meals-Chapter 4Volume 1 . - I Wish You Wouldnt Come

ROUND 4 – I Wish You Wouldn’t Come 4

Descending to the second-year floor on the second level, I closed the door at the back of the class took refuge in my own classroom, Class 2-A, located right next to the stairs.

I’ll kill some time here before heading home.

Outside the window, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the clouds.

” … “

Most likely, that Senpai will spread the word about the big incident he witnessed.

It would be ideal if the matter could be contained within the student council, but that seems unlikely.

Like Yuzuki earlier in the resource room, I lean against the window.

Immediately after, I saw a female student crossing the corridor through the glass pane above the door connecting the classroom and the hallway.

It was Yuzuki.

I only caught a glimpse of her, but she seemed to be in a hurry.

Her gaze wandered all over the place as if she was searching for me.

I know she came all this way to chase after me, but it would be troublesome if someone else were to spot us together again, so I shouldn’t call out to her.

However, Yuzuki quickly returned.

She seemed to have spotted me in the brief moment she passed by Class A.

Her hair was disheveled, and a thin layer of sweat glistened on her forehead.

As Yuzuki reached for the sliding door, I stretched out my left palm in a ‘stop’ gesture.

Sensing my intention, she stopped, and I slowly approached her.

“I’m so sorry!”

Though Yuzuki didn’t enter the room, she bowed deeply through the door.

“It would be a problem if someone else saw us. You should go home now.”

I tried to sound as gentle as possible while softly admonishing Yuzuki through the door.

“I caused trouble for you, Suzufumi. I’m really sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it. It’s one of those things beyond our control.”

Though I never expected to end up fabricating a confession, there’s no need for Yuzuki to feel down.

“Just like you said, I won’t talk to you at school anymore. Please enjoy your high school life without any worries.”

“But…”

Yuzuki, on the other side of the door, doesn’t seem ready to leave.

She probably feels guilty for indirectly causing my reputation at school to suffer.

Really, it can’t be helped, huh?

I step half a step closer and smile. The girl’s eyes on the other side of the glass were slightly moist.

“It’s a favor for you.”

“…what?”

“Someday, you’ll listen to my request too. Then we’ll be even. Or is the great idol-sama someone who repays kindness with ingratitude?”

“Th-that’s not true!! I’ll return it threefold!”

Yuzuki puffs up her cheeks in annoyance. Well, it’s much better than her looking downcast.

Instead of parting words, when I touched the center of the glass, Yuzuki did the same.

Separated by the transparent pane, our hands overlapped.

Finally, Yuzuki flashed a satisfied smile and left.

I touched the palm of my hand that had been against the glass.

It’s cold, yet warm.

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That night, I was in the usual living room of the Sasaki household.

Yuzuki’s expression was pale as if she had just encountered an intruder while trying to warn a neighbor in the resource room.

I feigned ignorance and busied myself with preparing dinner swiftly.

Today’s dish was a special menu I had wanted to feed Yuzuki for a long time.

It was a lavish dish with both meat and fish—a true embodiment of life. I got so carried away that I went over budget.

“I bet there will be seconds. Would an idol get chubby if she ate something like this? But then again, she did say she’d eat until her stomach bursts…”

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“I didn’t say that much…”

Several hours after parting at school, I packed a large amount of ingredients into an Okamochi and stormed the Sasaki house, declaring, ‘I’ve come to collect a debt.’

Naturally, Yuzuki resisted.

However, when I clutched my chest and recited in a monotone, ‘Ahh, the pain of unrequited love hurts—so bitter, so painful’, she reluctantly let me into her room.

Yuzuki, sitting seiza and shrinking in front of the low table, looked like a debtor confined by a loan shark.

She trembled, wondering what kind of torture was to come.

I gently placed my masterpiece dish on a round plate onto the table.

Yuzuki’s eyes widened.

“This is…”

“Today’s special is a galette.”

Galette.

It’s a dish originating from the Brittany region northwest of France that was said to be the ancestor of the crepe.

It’s made by baking a round piece of dough and then folding it into a square shape with the filling on top.

It is a French dish that is very popular among women because it looks good on SNS.

Unlike crepes, which mainly use wheat flour, galettes are primarily made with buckwheat flour.

Therefore, they are less sweet and were considered more of a meal than a dessert in Japan.

“It’s not the usual manly meal, is it? Are you trying to suffocate me with meat juices and oil?”

“I won’t go that far. Well, you must be tired from the entrance ceremony, pretending to be something you’re not in front of your classmates and all the other things you’ve been doing. I thought you might want to eat your favorite foods without any worries today.”

According to Wikipedia and the official website, the idol Arisu Yuzuki’s favorite foods are galettes and crepes.

I know the truth. What the private Yuzuki craves are common people’s dishes like pork bowls, Milanese Doria, and yakisoba.

Nevertheless, I didn’t think the information listed in her profile was completely false.

Galettes can be topped with a variety of ingredients including meat and fish, aligning perfectly with what Yuzuki loves to eat.

The ingredients are classic: bacon, raw salmon, fried egg, and mushrooms.

There’s also cheese and fresh cream, giving it a French-style pizza feel.

“Sure, I do love galettes, but still…”

“Ah, my chest hurts——heartbreak is so painful——”

“That’s not fair…”

Yuzuki pouted, but her usual spirit was missing in her resistance.