Four morning classes flew by, and the teacher left the doorway.
The classroom of Year 2 Class C bustled with energy, different from the usual calm, as familiar students searched for lunch buddies or pulled desks together.
Maggie stuffed her textbooks into her bag and glanced around as if making a secretive deal.
She quickly took out her prepared bento, slipped it under the desk onto Aozawa's lap, and urgently said, "Here, take it."
Aozawa took the bento box from her, tempted to tease her about this act—is this what they call delivering a bento?
But seeing Maggie's expression that screamed she'd give him a hard time if he dared to comment, he shrugged and swallowed back his remark, saying, "I will definitely savor Maggie's braised pork with preserved vegetables~"
"No need to be so serious; I'm just bored and made a few extra portions."
