"Looking at Kitagawa-san, she must know a lot about it."
"Of course! I even have the complete set of Flower Princess!! Fire! movies at home," Marin said excitedly.
"So, Gojo-kun, are you going to accept Akira-kun's request?"
Marin asked with a curious expression. It was her first time seeing Gojo-kun being asked by someone else to make a cosplay costume.
She had a strange feeling.
But Akira was a boy, and she felt like she shouldn't be thinking that.
Marin slightly lowered her head and gently pressed the back of her hand against her cheek.
Seriously, what was she thinking?
She looked up and saw Wakana's somewhat troubled yet resolute expression, and her eyes began to change, becoming more like flowers.
"As long as Kitagawa-san doesn't have any problems with it, I can help."
After Wakana finished speaking, he remembered that Akira was learning to make clothes with him.
"However, if Akira-kun helps, then even with Kitagawa-san's task, it can still be completed."
Gojo-kun is so cool, Marin's body swayed slightly.
"Kitagawa-san."
"Ah, Akira-kun."
"Do you want to cosplay together?"
Akira turned to look at Wakana next to him. "Although it might sound a bit rude, Wakana probably won't cosplay, right?"
"Hmm. I'll be satisfied just making the clothes."
Wakana wasn't angry; he smiled and rubbed his neck.
"Then I don't have to worry about Wakana getting angry, especially since I'll be cosplaying with Kitagawa-san."
Akira made a small joke, then swung his school bag and turned to leave.
"It's getting late, I have to go to my part-time job. We can talk about the rest on Line."
"Kitagawa-san, Wakana, goodbye!"
He left behind a stunned and blushing Marin and a confused Wakana.
Why did Akira-kun say he was afraid I'd get angry?
Wakana pondered, remembering Akira's constant reminders to pursue Kitagawa-san.
He was probably saying—he was saying—he was afraid I'd get jealous, right?
He secretly turned to glance at Kitagawa-san next to him, only to find that she was also secretly looking at him.
"Gojo-kun."
"Hi!"
"Let's go."
"Mm!"
The two blushing individuals walked side by side, each lost in their own thoughts.
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『Cooking Lv6: 95/100』
He felt like he had already drained the restaurant owner dry.
Akira thought this as he looked at his experience panel, as it was already difficult to gain a large amount of experience points from the owner's teachings.
He decided that after finishing his work this week and getting paid, he would resign.
After all, he had already started writing light novels, and he was also planning to start a club at school.
He no longer needed to do such low-paying work for the sake of gaining social experience.
So, this is where it ends, dear manager.
It would be rude to continue.
Still, thank you, respectable boss.
I will forever remember your guidance.
Akira silently comforted himself in his heart, feeling much better. After all, this was the only person with whom he had a somewhat close relationship since he transmigrated.
It wasn't as if he would never see him again, as he would still be visiting Sajuna's nearby home in the future.
"Good evening, proprietress!"
Akira walked into the convenience store with full energy, greeting the proprietress at the counter.
"Akira-kun is full of energy today."
The proprietress also said this with a smile.
Akira went to the changing room, put on his uniform for the day, and then went into the kitchen to start working.
Today's work, as usual, was to first help the owner, Kota, prepare ingredients, and then continue with his duties as a waiter.
The two of them worked in an orderly fashion.
After working for a while, Akira stopped and looked at the busy owner, Kota, saying, "Boss, I might not be working here next week."
"Akira-kun, are you no longer having any difficulties?"
Kota's face showed no anger; instead, he spoke with a hint of concern.
"Why would the boss think I'm having difficulties?"
"Because Akira-kun doesn't seem like someone who absolutely needs a part-time job," Kota said, taking a towel from his neck to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "After all, Akira-kun seems quite popular, and it's rare for such a handsome guy to work in the back kitchen."
"I wasn't popular at all at school, alright," Akira silently grumbled in his heart.
"Besides, when Akira-kun first came, he didn't strongly demand a part-time job, and he learned things very quickly. He always gives off a special feeling."
Kota thought for a moment, then turned and gestured to Akira. "It's like a pond that can't hold a big fish."
"You mean, this child is no ordinary person; once he encounters wind and rain, he will become a dragon, right?"
"Yes, yes, that's exactly what I mean."
"That's why I thought Akira-kun might be facing some difficulties. Although there were no signs on his face, what if he kept it to himself?"
"After all, keeping things to yourself and not letting others worry is a prerequisite for a good man!" Kota gave a thumbs-up.
"Boss, you really think a lot."
Akira always felt that the boss thought too much, reaching places he hadn't even considered.
But in terms of results, what he said made a lot of sense.
Perhaps this was a correct outcome with a completely wrong process.
He had indeed overcome his difficulties; now he at least had a high-level skill.
The one who helped him through this difficult stage was none other than the boss, Kota, who was now showing off his reasoning in front of him!
"Anyway, thank you, boss."
"Akira-kun, come visit often in the future."
Kota nodded, as if comforting Akira and himself.
Although Akira had only worked for a little over half a month, he had already grown fond of this diligent child, and even admired him.
Such a person would probably succeed in anything he did, as he was handsome, intelligent, and quick in his work.
Akira agreed.
Carrying the dishes, Akira walked out of the kitchen and immediately saw Sajuna sitting opposite him.
He first delivered the customer's ordered dishes to the table, then, holding the tray with his hands clasped, he walked toward Sajuna.
Sitting next to Sajuna was her friend, Fujiwara Kyoko.
"Good evening, Sajuna, and who is this?"
Greeting strangers is a good habit, so he introduced himself. "I am Akira, a first-year student at Saitama University."
"This is my friend, Fujiwara Kyoko."
Fujiwara Kyoko, on the other hand, said indignantly, "So he's a junior from another university. I thought he was a classmate."
"I can't believe Sajuna was actually pursued by a junior, it's unbelievable."
You'll be disliked if you talk like that, Akira grumbled.
"And Akira-kun, you didn't greet me last time we met, did you?"
Akira smiled without speaking.
Fujiwara Kyoko felt like she had punched cotton and became deflated.
"Alright, since he's Sajuna's boyfriend, I won't pick on him, otherwise Sajuna will get angry." After saying that, she felt her threat wasn't strong enough, so she added, "If you don't treat Sajuna well, I, your senior, won't let you off the hook."
Akira looked at Sajuna gently and said, "My pleasure."