Tanaka Masao looked at the large pile of fruits in his shopping cart and couldn't help but frown.
"I always feel like something is missing."
This feeling of emptiness, of something lacking, was truly unpleasant; he urgently needed to find something to fill it.
Just then, he saw a box of large intestines pressed at the bottom, and it seemed to spark an idea.
"That's right, I forgot to buy that."
Tanaka Masao searched the fruit section again and finally found the king of fruits he had been longing for, the durian.
"Oh, this stinky smell, oh, this golden color, I finally found you, I'm glad I didn't give up."
Seeing Tanaka Masao's expression, as if he had found an peerless beauty, Yukinoshita Yukino moved a little further away from him.
"Tanaka-kin's taste is still so strong. How do you plan to eat durian? With yogurt again?"
Tanaka Masao shook his head.
"Although I like yogurt very much, durian is clearly not a good match for yogurt, but..."
Tanaka Masao said as he put the durian into the shopping cart.
"It actually pairs quite well with large intestines. Mash it into a paste, then stuff it into the large intestines, and bite..."
"Shut up!" x3
Without giving Tanaka Masao a chance to continue, the three girls stopped him in unison.
The color and smell of durian already spark imagination, and to stuff it into large intestines? What's the difference between that and directly eating that... thing?
Tanaka Masao: Although it resembles it in every way, it's not actually it, so it's edible.
It's like, which would you choose: chocolate-flavored poetry or poetry-flavored chocolate?
"Tanaka-kin, I really want to open your head and see what kind of structure allows you to come up with such disgusting ideas."
"Fei Zhai Jun, I now have reason to suspect that you are not a romance novelist, because someone as disgusting as you couldn't possibly write such beautiful and romantic things."
"Tanaka, I... I don't even know what to say to you anymore."
Facing the three girls' disgusted expressions and words, Tanaka Masao did not back down.
"This is discrimination! Can't you respect the special hobbies of us minority groups?"
His deafening declaration successfully silenced the three girls. Their expressions were solemn, as if they were genuinely contemplating whether they had done something wrong.
Then their conclusion was:
"Sorry, we cannot understand, nor can we respect."
"Hmph."
Hearing this, Tanaka Masao snorted unhappily. He couldn't quite understand why this was a T0-tier statement, yet it couldn't defeat these three people.
It seems these three are a bit difficult to deal with.
"Forget it, I don't understand why your reactions are so intense. I'm just eating it myself, it's not like I'm forcing you to eat it with me."
"Although I'm glad you're not planning to make us eat this disgusting thing with you, Tanaka-kin.
But just thinking about having to be around you after you've eaten something like that makes me uncomfortable."
"Hey, hey, I'm just eating durian, alright? It's a legitimate food, don't talk about it like it's so awful.
What's wrong with me eating durian? What's wrong with me eating durian? Haven't you ever eaten durian?"
"No."
"Junior, durian is not at fault. Its only fault is falling into your hands.
Durian-kun is already unfairly criticized by the world and is very pitiful. And when it falls into your hands, you treat it like that, turning those baseless criticisms into facts.
Therefore, please apologize to Durian-kun."
"Senior Kasumigaoka, that's so unfair! You're scolding me for Durian-kun, whom you just met. Is Durian-kun more important than me?"
"Durian-kun... Junior..."
Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was talking to Tanaka Masao, suddenly flushed with excitement, as if she had thought of something, and let out a soft giggle.
Her legs, encased in black tights, rubbed back and forth against each other, then began to shake frantically.
If one looked closely, one could see the flesh on her thighs trembling.
As for who was looking closely, I won't say.
Kawasaki Saki looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who had suddenly become so strange, with some confusion.
"What's wrong with her?"
She had been watching the whole time, and the person was fine just a moment ago, so how did she suddenly become so strange?
Could it be that her own time was paused just now, and some unknown things happened during that period?
Compared to Kawasaki Saki, who was still thinking, Yukinoshita Yukino almost immediately pointed the finger at Tanaka Masao without needing to think.
"Tanaka-kin, what did you do to Kasumigaoka-san to make her like this?"
Tanaka Masao also claimed to be innocent.
"Yukinoshita, although I'm certainly not a good person, you were watching the whole time. I didn't do..."
Mid-sentence, looking at Kasumigaoka Utaha's appearance, he seemed to realize something.
"Wait, I think I know what's going on."
Hearing this, Yukinoshita Yukino and Kawasaki Saki showed expressions like, "See? We knew we weren't wrong. It was you after all."
Tanaka Masao was also speechless at their expressions. Seriously, not every beautiful girl becoming strange has something to do with him, alright?
He began to explain to the two of them.
"As you know, Senior Kasumigaoka is also a writer, but her realm isn't as high as mine.
Writing allows for flexible control; inspiration comes whenever she wants to write.
Her inspiration can appear at any time due to any event.
So, based on my analysis, her current state is definitely because she got an idea from what just happened."
Hearing Tanaka Masao's explanation, Yukinoshita Yukino and Kawasaki Saki nodded.
Although Kasumigaoka Utaha's external manifestation of getting inspiration was a bit strange, they still accepted this explanation.
Writers, as long as they aren't crazy, some strange little quirks are understandable.
Kasumigaoka Utaha's excited demeanor could just be attributed to her overflowing inspiration, gushing forth.
However, what Yukinoshita Yukino and Kawasaki Saki couldn't figure out was what exactly triggered Kasumigaoka Utaha's inspiration.
Was it the large intestines, or the durian, or perhaps durian-filled large intestines?