Long periods of sitting weren't a good habit. Lin Feng had developed cervical spondylosis because of his previous job.
Even though he'd transmigrated into a younger body, he could easily repeat that mistake if he wasn't careful.
Besides the first two breaks, when many classmates from Fifth Grade, curious about Lin Feng's status as a transfer student from China, came to interact and ask questions, things settled down.
Later, Lin Feng answered the remaining questions.
So, Lin Feng wasn't swarmed by students as soon as class ended.
After all, he was just an ordinary student, at most a transfer student with an unusual background, not an international superstar.
Schools in Japan were generally full-time, meaning students went to school in the morning and didn't go home until the afternoon.
Usually, students are expected to rest at school during lunchtime.
Since Lin Feng was also attending school in Japan for the first time, he felt a little awkward when the other students in his class took out their lunch boxes and started eating after the bell rang. He realized he hadn't prepared any lunch for himself.
Of course, with Lin Feng's adult physique from before his transmigration, skipping a meal or two wouldn't be a big deal.
He always just grabbed something to eat when he felt hungry.
Although this eating habit might put some strain on his body and have potential health risks, the previous him was lucky to survive on the meager income from reading manga websites in that materialistic city.
If he wanted to hope for any major breakthroughs in his daily life and food expenses, it was basically impossible.
However, things were different now. He was currently a Fifth Grade elementary school student, at an age when he was still growing.
Therefore, balanced nutrition was very important.
If he could consume enough nutrients, his physique would also change accordingly, becoming stronger.
No matter which world he lived in, a weak physique was a big problem.
But today was indeed special, and he probably had to endure it for now. With Lin Feng's self-control, he wouldn't faint from hunger just from one meal.
Just as Lin Feng was thinking about how to earn more income in the future to improve his physique and ensure his nutrition, a lunchbox containing exquisite Rice Balls was suddenly handed to him.
The rich aroma of food also entered Lin Feng's nostrils. He turned his head in the direction of the lunchbox.
A cute face, wreathed in a smile, popped into view.
"Um, Lin Feng, I don't think you've had lunch yet. Mom packed an extra Rice Ball this morning, would you like to eat it with me?"
"My name is Shizuka. I hope we can be friends, and I'll be counting on your support."
Shizuka's gentle and sweet voice reached Lin Feng as he turned to look at her.
This was the first time Shizuka had spoken to Lin Feng directly since this morning.
Earlier, other classmates had swarmed around Lin Feng during the break, curious about the transfer student from China.
So, Lin Feng had spent most of the break answering their questions.
Shizuka, meanwhile, had just sat quietly nearby, smiling and observing.
Through observing Lin Feng's interactions with his classmates earlier, Shizuka could tell he seemed like an approachable person.
That's why, seeing Lin Feng's embarrassment at not having prepared lunch, Shizuka offered to help.
Besides, it wasn't really a big deal.
After all, Lin Feng was from China, and perhaps the customs there differed from those in Japan.
That might explain why Lin Feng hadn't prepared for lunch at school.
Moreover, Shizuka's personality was naturally kind and helpful, so assisting her new deskmate was a trivial matter for her; she didn't overthink it.
"Thank you, Shizuka."
Lin Feng didn't refuse Shizuka's kindness. After smiling at her, he took a Rice Ball from the lunchbox she offered.
Since we're going to be classmates and desk-mates from now on, and probably good friends, there's no need to be overly polite.
At worst, I'll just treat Shizuka to a meal next time.
But I have to say, Shizuka's mother's cooking is really good. These Rice Balls are soft, sweet, and delicious, not cloying at all.
Wrapped in seaweed, Lin Feng devoured the Rice Ball in no time.
"How does it taste, Lin Feng?"
Seeing Lin Feng finish the Rice Ball so quickly, Shizuka giggled, then looked up at him and asked.
Compared to a boy like Lin Feng, Shizuka was much more refined.
She usually ate in small bites, savoring each mouthful. That was her style.
"Mmm, it's delicious, thank you for treating me to Rice Ball, Shizuka-san, your mother's cooking is really good."
Lin Feng nodded, affirming the taste of the Rice Ball, and then smiled again to express his gratitude to Shizuka.
To be honest, he hadn't eaten much all morning and was indeed a little hungry.
The Rice Ball that Shizuka gave him really helped Lin Feng out of his predicament.
Some of the customs here in Japan really caught Lin Feng off guard, since he was used to living in China.
But now that he knew the specific situation, it wouldn't be too big of a deal to prepare some lunch to bring tomorrow.
Although when he was still a third-rate manga artist, Lin Feng mostly lived on instant noodles.
But that was because he didn't have much time to cook while drawing manga. Actually, influenced by his family when he was a child, his cooking skills were quite good.
At least, he had no problem supporting himself.
"That's good. I was worried that since you just transferred from China, Lin Feng, you might not be used to the food here."
Shizuka was very happy to hear Lin Feng's praise.