The training field was quiet now.
Except for the sound of Shunya chewing.
Two lunchboxes. Two girls. One very confused boy.
He didn't know which lunch to eat first.
Vikoria's was simple: rice with light herbs and a boiled egg shaped like a bunny.
Naomi's was... fiery. Spicy meat rolls with green pepper shaped like angry faces.
"Uh... Maybe I'll alternate bites?"
Vikoria gave a tiny nod.
Naomi crossed her arms. "Do whatever. Not like I care."
So Shunya took one bite from Naomi's box.
His eyes watered instantly. "S-Spicy... My soul's doing push-ups..."
Naomi smirked. "Good. Builds mental resistance."
Next, he took a bite from Vikoria's egg rice.
"Mm... That's... soft. Like eating a nap. In a good way."
Vikoria blushed slightly and looked down.
Naomi coughed.
Jean, from the corner of the field, watched with a smile.
"Never thought I'd see the day a guy got into a lunch war before learning to punch properly," he muttered.
