Chapter 4: Been Fed
"What did you say?!"
"Don't misunderstand, I'm not targeting you. I'm saying everyone here... is trash."
Miyano Makoto said provocatively. Of course, he had to use different approaches when dealing with the Karate Club and the Chess Club.
Thirty minutes later...
"Does anyone else want to come?"
Miyano Makoto stood with his hands in his pockets, a somewhat helpless expression on his face.
Where were the national-level players they talked about? Why couldn't he see them?
"A bet's a bet. It's just a few points, take them."
Another 2 million individual points were credited, bringing Miyano Makoto's personal savings to 5.2 million.
"Are there any clubs you don't get along with normally? I'll go check them out."
Miyano Makoto felt it was time to let the seniors vent a little, lest they resent him later and make things difficult for him.
Anyway, it was still early, and there was still some time until dinner.
"How about the Judo Club? I hope to hear good news from you."
Miyano Makoto went, but unfortunately, this time he only got 1 million individual points.
The reason was that the news had already spread among the older students who had good relationships.
They said that a great demon king had arrived among the first-year students, who was not only good at chess but also excellent in sports.
So, the Judo Club members stopped halfway through and refused to continue.
Were they supposed to keep fighting and just give money to the other side?
Miyano Makoto left dejectedly, holding 6.2 million points.
"Honami, where are you now? I'm free."
Miyano Makoto pulled out his phone and sent a message to his only friend.
"I'm in Makoto's dormitory, and everyone else is here too."
Ichinose Honami replied quickly. Miyano Makoto always felt as if she had been waiting for his message.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
This was a lie.
Miyano Makoto had already lost much of his desire to return when he saw that there were others in the dormitory besides Ichinose Honami.
However, he still eventually arrived at the 301 Dormitory door and knocked.
This is what happens when you don't have a key to your own dormitory room.
"It's me."
Miyano Makoto spoke up so the people inside would know it was him.
The door opened, and Ichinose Honami pulled Miyano Makoto inside before closing it again.
"What's wrong?"
"It would be troublesome if someone saw us, right?"
Ichinose Honami explained. She didn't want to cause Miyano Makoto too much trouble.
"I think, compared to that, there's already a lot of trouble inside."
Miyano Makoto sighed lightly. If She thought it was troublesome, then why bring people into his dormitory in the first place!
Was this still a male dormitory?
"Sorry, everyone was curious about the difference between male and female dormitories, but it seems there's no difference at all."
Ichinose Honami laughed, showing no embarrassment whatsoever.
"Do whatever you want, but Honami, are you really comfortable letting others come to my dormitory?"
"Of course not! From now on, only I will come to bother you."
Ichinose Honami held Miyano Makoto's hand.
"Everyone, this is my childhood friend, Miyano Makoto. Now you've met him!"
"Alright, alright! Didn't we just see him at noon? We'll go back to our dormitories first and won't disturb your private space, you two."
A few girls giggled and left.
..."Makoto, is there anything you want to tell me?"
After a period of silence, Ichinose Honami spoke.
"How about I transfer 1 million individual points to Honami?"
"1 million individual points? Did you rob the school this afternoon?"
Ichinose Honami's small mouth slightly opened, her tone full of disbelief.
"Something like that. It's a one-time deal; others won't be able to do it later."
Miyano Makoto handed his phone terminal to Ichinose Honami, allowing her to clearly see the 6.2 million individual points on it, not a single point more or less.
"After transferring 1 million individual points to Honami, there are exactly 5.2 million left."
Miyano Makoto said casually.
"Yes, 5.2 million individual points. Is there something special about it?"
Ichinose Honami snapped out of her shock, tilting her head and asking. Did 5.2 million have any special meaning?
"Uh... it's nothing."
520 only had a special meaning in his Country, and this was otheer Country, so it was normal for Ichinose Honami not to understand.
"Makoto is not being good. Tell me the truth!"
Ichinose Honami pouted in dissatisfaction, her entire face increasing its destructive power on Miyano Makoto several times over.
"How about Honami searches for it online?"
Miyano Makoto decided to save himself some face.
"Alright."
Ichinose Honami took out her phone and started searching.
"5, 2, 0..."
"..."
"This is your card. I'll go back first. Let's have dinner together later. Contact me on my phone."
Having said the above words extremely quickly, Ichinose Honami put down the card and left, her face red.
Miyano Makoto touched his head. She must like him, right?
Let's see...
Time passed quickly, and it was almost 5:30 PM.
For students, it was already quite a late time to eat.
During this time, Miyano Makoto tidied up his room briefly and then took a comfortable shower.
The chess activity in the afternoon didn't involve much physical exertion, but the Karate Club and Judo Club had made him sweat a lot.
After showering, Miyano Makoto lay quietly on the bed, gazing at the unfamiliar ceiling.
He didn't really feel like going out anymore.
"Honami, could you help me get some food? I don't really feel like going out after showering."
Miyano Makoto felt that instead of tormenting himself, it was better to trouble others.
"No problem. What do you want to eat, Makoto?"
Ichinose Honami replied instantly again.
"Anything Honami brings is fine."
Miyano Makoto typed and sent.
If only she could understand his feelings.
...
A moment later, there was the sound of a card being swiped outside the door.
"Excuse me."
Ichinose Honami walked into the dormitory, carrying two rather substantial plastic bags.
"For Makoto, dinner will be a meal I cooked myself. How about it?"
"I already said on the phone, if it's Honami, anything is fine. In fact, please do it."
Miyano Makoto got up, ready to help Ichinose Honami set up various seasonings and kitchen utensils.
"I owe all this to Makoto. It cost me quite a few points. Before, I wouldn't have been able to spend like this."
Ichinose Honami methodically placed various vegetables and meats into the refrigerator, while Miyano Makoto arranged the kitchen utensils and various seasonings.
"I'll help too. If I just lie on the bed like that, I'll feel bad."
"Mm, let's do it together."
What she called cooking was actually just simple seasonal vegetables with a little shredded meat, plus various semi-prepared ingredients, such as shrimp.
In short, it was very convenient.
"Speaking of which, is there no rice?"
Miyano Makoto noticed the biggest problem: where was the staple food?
"I brought bread."
Ichinose Honami pointed to the plastic bag that still had some contents.
So that's how she solved it?
"I always feel like Honami will be living here from now on."
Miyano Makoto was not speaking idly. Buying another set of these kitchen items would be too strange, and saying she would move them up later wasn't very realistic either.
"Yes, that's right. Starting tomorrow, I'll come here every morning to make you a bento box, Makoto~"
"..."
"So, this is what that 1 million bought back?"
"Just take it that way, Makoto."
Ichinose Honami laughed.
She always had such a sunny demeanor, like an angel fallen to earth.
If he hadn't had a psychological expectation, Miyano Makoto wouldn't have so confidently turned his back to her.
This was a situation where a character from a novel came into reality.
"Alright, then I'll take it that way."
Miyano Makoto went along with her, as he was always so sensible.
Ichinose Honami tore open a bag of bread and handed it to Miyano Makoto.
"Quick, try my cooking."
Miyano Makoto used chopsticks to pick up a large portion of the dishes and put them in his mouth.
"Delicious."
"Is that so? I saw you said it as soon as the food entered your mouth."
Ichinose Honami cast a suspicious look at Miyano Makoto. She thought he was fooling her.
"No, it's not. Honami, you can try it yourself. It's really delicious."
Miyano Makoto was telling the absolute truth. Ichinose Honami had always had max-level talent and effort in this area, so how could it not be delicious?
"Let me try... Hmm... it's just like what I usually make, right?"
"Because what Honami usually makes is already delicious."
"Hmm... You got me. Thank you."
"I think anyone who eats it would say the same."
Miyano Makoto gave Ichinose Honami a thumbs-up, expressing his utmost praise.
"Hehe, then I'll be in charge of Makoto's daily meals from now on."
"My pleasure."
Dinner concluded with their pleasant conversation.
"Honami, remember to tell your classmates to behave like good students tomorrow."
After dinner, Miyano Makoto reminded her.
Although Class A mostly wouldn't need his reminder, this could help Ichinose Honami gain a leadership position.
"Why do you say that?"
Ichinose Honami clearly wouldn't be fooled by the superficial information Miyano Makoto provided.
"The school administration couldn't possibly be so kind as to give each of us 100,000 individual points every month. There must be some issues involved. It's always good to be careful."
"Understood."
Upon hearing this, Ichinose Honami's expression also became serious.
Although it seemed like normal school life, she absolutely could not let her guard down.
"Since that's the case, I have no more questions. Honami, do you want to stay here?"
"Can I?"
"..."
"I'm just kidding. Honami, you should rest well today. The first day of school is a bit tiring."
"Alright. You should also rest early, Makoto."
"I will."
After seeing Ichinose Honami off, Miyano Makoto finally checked the dormitory.
Sure enough, there was nothing.
Miniature cameras and listening devices were still too early for students. Fortunately, Ichinose Honami hadn't done anything to his room when he wasn't there.
Although even if he had found something, he could only pretend not to, but then he would have to reconsider Ichinose Honami's mental state.
Control, private belongings...
Miyano Makoto was concerned about Ichinose Honami not falling into a deeper spiral.
A corrupted angel was not what he wanted to see.
After a two-hour phone conversation with Ichinose Honami,
Miyano Makoto drank a glass of warm milk, then did 20 minutes of stretching before going to bed.
That's enough for today...