Fight over the throne of the wife

　　"Ittadakimasu."

　　At Asada's house, two young girls and a boy sat at the dining table, then they started eating.

　　Shinichi was alone, and Miku didn't eat much, and Fumino ate half her fill.

　　As for eating together not at school but at someone's home, it was the first time the three of them experienced it, they all felt nervous and the atmosphere became tense.

　　As the only male present, Shinichi felt bad after swallowing a few mouthfuls, so broke the dull silence.

　　"By the way, Miku, I haven't asked you, why did you appear with Furuhashi? Your apartment is a bit far from here."

　　Shinichi will not believe that Miku made a promise with Fumino before. After all, his mother only invited Fumino, so it would be understandable if it was Rizu, but Miku...

　　If Fumino didn't drag Miku out now for a good exchange, the two wouldn't have a deep friendship by now.

　　The reason why Miku, who usually didn't like going out and didn't live nearby, had suddenly appeared nearby… Could it be that she was looking for something?

　　"That's right." Fumino wiped her mouth, put down her chopsticks, and asked the same question, "Your bag seems to be inflated, do you have anything for Asada-san? If it's not a coincidence—"

　　"It's just a coincidence."

　　Miku interrupted her, picked up a grain of rice with her chopsticks, and licked it to her lips.

Shinichi frowned.

　　"By chance meet?"

　　A chance meeting that happened to be in front of his house after traveling about five kilometers?

　　(Wait, come to think of it, this week at school too, almost every time he left class, he could "coincidentally meet" Miku...)

　　"Mhm, what a coincidence!"

　　Miku's tone became slightly stronger.

　　Fumino with an expression of disbelief: "What a coincidence..."

　　"Coincidence met!"

　　Unable to argue back, Miku averted her eyes with a dissatisfied expression.

　　"Ahaha, that's how…" Fumino suddenly understood and didn't ask anymore.

　　Glancing surreptitiously at Shinichi, she quickened her eating speed to vent her anger.

　　Shinichi didn't seem to notice what happened just now, in the middle of eating, he reopened the topic.

"Miku, after I go upstairs, I will start teaching Furuhashi, and I can't take care of you for now. You can do your own thing, play on your phone or come downstairs to watch TV, as long as you don't interrupt me teaching."

　　"I know."

　　Miku nodded obediently.

　　Shinichi said: "I also have a lot of books on the history of the Warring States period and biographies of the historical people here. If you want to read it, let me know and I'll find it for you."

　　Miku's eyes brightened, and she nodded and smiled at him.

　　"Um!"

　　Fumino stopped her chopsticks and asked curiously.

　　"Miku likes the history of the Warring States Period?"

　　Miku glanced at her. She didn't know if it was because she didn't want to admit defeat in front of a "rival in love", or because she didn't care about her secrets anymore, so she admitted it naturally.

　　"Japanese Sengoku, I really like it."

　　At first, she was acting calm, but when Fumino said the next sentence, her expression suddenly changed.

　　"I also like male characters, I like Uesugi Kenshin, and for female characters, I like Tachibana Chiyo."

　　At first, she was slightly surprised by the contrast in her appearance, but Fumino responded with a smile.

　　"Beautiful and noble, strong and intelligent, even Hideyoshi called him 'the great husband among women'."

　　Miku nodded vigorously: "Um, a representative figure among the female warriors of the Warring States Period! I had it in the games I played recently, but it always felt a little different from the official history..."

　　"What game, I hope it's not too adapted..."

　　Introduced by the characters of Japan's Warring States Period, the two chatted happily as if no one else was present.

　　On the other side of the dining table, Shinichi who was being ignored like this, filled a bowl of soup and sipped it with his eyes closed.

　　Seeing the harmonious atmosphere of the two beautiful girls chatting, Shinichi showed a smile.

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　　Lunch hour ends in perfect harmony.

　　When Shinichi put down the bowl and chopsticks with a satisfied expression, Fumino stood up and cleaned up the mess of cups and plates.

　　Her blue hair swept to the side, that virtuous and gentle appearance was that of a newlywed wife.

　　Shinichi wanted to help, but Fumino gave him an angry look, saying that there was work to be done later, and she asked him to rest first.

　　Ignoring the silent Shinichi, Fumino hummed softly and carried the dishes to the kitchen.

　　Then she couldn't contain her surprise.

　　There, Miku was already wearing the apron that was originally hanging on the wall, and was smiling at Fumino who was walking towards her.

　　"Give it to me, I will do it."

　　Fumino came back to her senses, smiled and shook her head.

　　"Let me come along, Miku can rest."

　　"Isn't Fumino thirsty after talking so much just now?"

　　Miku turned on the faucet, splashed the water, and wiped off the dishwashing detergent with a sponge.

　　"Give me the plate. There should be drinks in the fridge. Ask Shinichi."

　　Fumino was holding the bowl and plate, standing still, still smiling gently.

　　"No, there seems to be some tea in the cupboard... So let me wash it."

　　"Fumino already cleared the table, I'm embarrassed to have nothing to do, let me do it."

　　"Then can I ask you to make tea for us? Then Asada-san will be very happy."

　　"Does Fumino want some tea? Then wait a bit, and I'll make some for you after I'm done washing them."

　　"You're welcome, let me wash it, and leave the tea brewing to me. To be honest, I'm actually quite confident in my tea-making skills."

　　Miku squeezed the sponge, and turned to Fumino.

　　"It's okay, let me wash the dishes, don't you want to study? Go upstairs first, I'll bring tea later."

　　Fumino said loudly with a smile.

　　"Visitors are guests, why ask you to do such trivial things? I will do it!"

　　The smiles of the two disappeared together, and the atmosphere turned cold.

　　Just as the job of washing the dishes could determine the throne of the wife of the Shinichi family, they stare at each other without letting anyone else in.

　　"I will be fine."

　　"I will be fine!"

　　Suddenly, they all looked at Shinichi who was opening the cupboard in the living room and took out a teapot and teacup, and asked in unison.

　　"Asada-san/Shinichi, you decide!"

　　"Who does the dishes better?"

　　Shinichi answered in a trembling voice without lifting his head.

　　"Dishwasher!"

　　There was an awkward silence for a moment.

　　The dishwasher next to the sink seemed to be secretly laughing at their mistake, their faces flushed, and they didn't dare to look at each other.

　　Miku rinsed the dishes briefly, and Fumino placed them in the dishwasher. They finished their cooperation in silence, and quickly walked out of the kitchen as if running away.

　　The idea of making tea came up again, but this time before they could fight for it, Shinichi picked up the tea tray, on which were already three steaming cups of green tea.

　　Without seeing their disappointed expressions, he walked upstairs.

　　"Let's go, let's start studying."

　　Is there still Shuraba?

　　But that's okay, because it can't be helped, he'll just adapt.