The couples' set meal at the cat cafe was unexpectedly hearty.
But until the very end, Yanami didn't even taste the flavor of the couples' set meal.
Instead, the temperature and touch when her fingers were interlaced with Asakura's had been lingering in the girl's heart, lingering for a long time.
"What's wrong?" Asakura looked at the girl's somewhat absent-minded appearance and couldn't help but ask: "Is the set meal very unpalatable?"
"It feels like it has no taste..." the girl whispered.
"Is it that healthy?" Asakura looked at the dishes on the table with some surprise: "It doesn't look like it from the outside..."
"Although I might be being a bit abrupt by saying this..." at this moment, Yukino, who had been quiet since the beginning, suddenly spoke up: "Compared to how the cat cafe's cuisine tastes, shouldn't what needs to be cared about now be Yanami-san's weight?"
"People are just having a meal, it's not like I'm recording as precisely as before-and-after a meal!"
Yanami muttered.
"No, I think what she wants to express is whether the symptoms of your magic going out of control have completely recovered?"
Asakura explained for Yukino.
"Well, if you put it that way..." Yanami closed her eyes, felt carefully for a moment before opening them and said: "I don't know either..."
"..."
"Ugh, Asakura-kun's eyes look like he's looking at a useless child, it makes my heart ache so much—"
"It's not quite to that extent..." Asakura rubbed his chin and gave an example, "if I must make an analogy, Yanami, you are like the rolling door of a convenience store that is open 24 hours a day".
"Doesn't that mean it's completely useless! No matter how euphemistically you say it, you can't change the meaning of this sentence!"
The girl was greatly shocked.
Setting aside whether Yanami was a useless child or not, from Asakura's perception, the girl's magic power had already returned to normal levels at this moment. Although due to her own laziness, she couldn't re-squeeze the weight down a bit, at this time the other party should have already recovered to the weight of 4 people.
At this time, Yukino stood up with her bag.
"Yukinoshita-san?" Yanami was stunned for a moment, looking at the other party with a bewildered face.
"Sorry, I still have things to do later, so I won't continue to get entangled in this sticky business with you two." After the young Service Club president said this, without waiting for Yanami and Asakura's reaction, she directly bid farewell and left.
Naturally, when she left, she did not forget to pay her share of the fee at the counter.
"What does 'sticky' mean, sticky!"
Yanami seemed to care quite a bit about Yukinoshita's evaluation of her and Asakura.
Of course, if you let her face Yukino directly, she probably wouldn't dare.
"Do you want to eat anything else?"
Since he had already treated, Asakura didn't continue to show stinginess—of course, if Yanami still stubbornly wanted to order another portion, then he would also suddenly have something to do and quickly leave the cat cafe.
If it were a normal day, hearing Asakura say this, Yanami would definitely be very happy.
But today, for some reason, the girl inexplicably lost her appetite.
Clearly she had only eaten one portion of pasta and two portions of the couples' set meal, which converted to normal food volume would be around three people's worth, and she would even have to eat another person's worth to reach the lower limit.
"Forget it, I don't have much appetite either..." she sighed and said.
"?" Asakura looked at the mess of plates and bowls on the table, hesitated to speak, his face full of speechlessness.
After leaving the cat cafe, Asakura planned to go straight back to the Rabbit House.
Then after walking a few steps, he found his sleeve being held by Yanami.
"What's wrong?" Asakura was worried that there were some abnormalities on the girl's body that he hadn't discovered yet, so he stopped his pace to ask.
"That... actually we don't need to go home so early, right?"
The girl said tentatively.
"What do you mean?" Asakura blinked his eyes.
His peripheral vision caught a touch of brilliant, flame-like color in the sky. Obviously, at this time, it couldn't be called 'early' anyway.
"Do you want to stroll around this shopping street with me?" The girl said enthusiastically: "I haven't had a good stroll here yet".
"After all, for you, Yanami, strolling is far less satisfying than going to a pre-specified shop to buy a piece of food and then eating it on the way to school or elsewhere, right?"
"Just say if you're going or not!" The girl was ashamed and angry, crossing her arms.
"Okay, although I don't know what medicine is being sold in the girl's gourd, Asakura doesn't mind taking a turn around the Toyama Shopping District: 'Just consider it as exercising the body'".
Yanami curled her lips, obviously somewhat dissatisfied with Asakura's way of saying it, but she didn't show it too clearly.
Then the two of them leisurely strolled through the Toyama Shopping District.
"Is this... rice cake?" The girl's vision was attracted by white snacks.
"No, it seems to be something called Mochi, it tastes a bit like Daifuku".
"It sounds like it would be very delicious..." After walking with Asakura for a while, the girl finally regained her appetite.
Unfortunately, today's food quota has been completely used up, so even if she wanted to eat, she couldn't.
"We at the Rabbit House have also considered purchasing some Mochi to develop new snacks, but in the end, it was because the dessert chef's skills and aesthetics were more European-oriented, and there was no way to handle an ingredient like Mochi well, so in the end, we gave up".
"Oh, what a pity".
"Why use that fake foreigner's tone to speak?"
"What kind of shop is this? Massage?"
"It's a public bathhouse. Don't look at it with those strange eyes, it's quite normal here, the customers are all residents living around, most are old people and children. Let's continue forward".
"Hey, there's actually a game center here?"
"It's not that formal, it's just a small shop with a few claw machines".
"The dolls inside look so cute!"
"I heard the claw strength of the machines here is very weak, it's almost impossible to pick up the dolls".
"The shopkeeper is too stingy!"
"If you want, I can catch one for you." Asakura gave the girl a look.
"Oh right, if it's Asakura, indeed..." The girl suddenly realized.
As long as Asakura wanted, he could completely turn those dolls into snakes and let them crawl out of the chute themselves.
"It's not like I'm really going to break the rules that much".
Asakura shook his head, then took out a hundred-yen coin and stuffed it into the claw machine, performing his well-honed skills for the girl.
"Because the claw strength is very weak, conversely, the dolls that are caught will fall and create a certain impact. Adding the process of the claw itself descending and applying force, so as long as you aim at this point..."
Asakura remotely controlled the mechanical arm, pushing the doll he had his eye on into a dead-end little by little: "The secret is to push and shove rather than grab, the ultimate move to push the doll into the reward chute! Its name is [Fall into Hell]!"
"Hey, that totally doesn't sound like a name for a move in a claw machine game!"
Even so, when Asakura gave the doll that looked like an otter to the girl, Yanami still cherished it and held it in her arms.
After walking a few dozen more steps, they arrived at the Rabbit House.
In this way, the date that was not quite a date came to an end.