The Right Choice

　　[Choose one of the two problems! ]

　　[Since ancient times, humans have always been faced with the dilemma of choosing one or the other. When you find a crossroads, you should go left or right.]

　　[That's right, before consciousness was born, humans subconsciously made the choice to become male or female or some other choice!]

　　[Choosing one side means giving up the other side; agreeing with one side means denying the other side. And the most important...]

　　[Liking one side, means disliking the other party!]

　　[Also because this is one of the behaviors that involve human instincts, once a choice is made, whether intentional or not, such a way of thinking can easily be turned into a seed, buried deep in one's heart, until it develops— This is a rooting effect!]

　　[The past becomes the present, and the present affects the future! All choices will be taken seriously, as that will be the knot that changes the worldline!]

　　[So right now, this youth is faced with such a choice!]

　　On the left side of the dinner plate is the Fumino roast, or beef as it's called...

　　One side was brown, and the barbecue sauce was thickly smeared on the meat like a middle-aged woman's makeup.

　　It then flipped over, and all it saw was ghastly darkness and despair… It was clear that Fumino was only interested in slathering the meat in barbecue sauce, and had no intention of eating either side of the meat.

　　After eating this meat, Shinichi has to consider health issues.

　　After eating this piece of meat, he had to spend the rest of the day in the toilet.

　　Look at the right side of the dinner plate, Nino's roast beef.

　　The light brown surface of the flesh has a slightly burnt aroma, but no traces of black substance.

　　If Shinichi had a life identification system, it would probably say "this is the perfect piece of grilled meat".

　　He pulled out a trash bag, removed his chopsticks, and threw Fumino's barbecue into it.

　　Fumino stared blankly at the piece of barbecue dumped as trash in the kitchen trash bag, as if her heart had been thrown in too.

　　She knew that the meat she had grilled was completely inedible.

　　She didn't know that Shinichi's choice was so decisive and heartless.

　　After a moment of silence, Fumino forced a smile.

　　"That's right, you don't need to see it to know you can't eat it… Better to say that Asada-san was right not to eat it. Otherwise, it will be bad for your stomach." ..."

　　She turned her face away.

　　Seeing him like that, Nino felt a little uncomfortable, and glared at Shinichi.

　　(Even if you want to vote for me, use a more discreet way, throwing other people's stuff straight into the kitchen trash is nothing!)

　　(EQ is too low.)

　　(A guy who doesn't care at all, looks like I have time to teach him the right way to treat girls...)

　　Maybe out of sympathy?

　　Nino tries to put herself in Fumino's position, imagining that after being treated the same by Shinichi, feelings of anger and annoyance suddenly arise.

　　If it was her, she was worried that she wouldn't even give him a smile, she just grabbed him by the collar and started arguing with him.

　　That was why she pitied Fumino even more, and she didn't resent the treatment she was receiving.

　　Thinking of this, Nino couldn't sit still anymore, and was about to pinch Shinichi's waist hard, then kick him away, to comfort Fumino.

　　Unexpectedly, Shinichi moved one step ahead of her.

　　He placed a dinner plate with perfectly grilled meat in his hands.

　　Just when Fumino couldn't hold back the pain in her heart and wanted to find an excuse to get up and leave, Shinichi got up, walked past her and picked up the meat next to her, and at the same time as he sat back down, he whispered into her ear.

　　"Now, let me teach you how to bake, Fumino."

　　"!?"

　　Fumino widened her eyes, and sat motionless in her chair.

　　Those words brought back memories, and she remembered that when they met at the shrine festival, he put takoyaki in her mouth, and before saying goodbye, he whispered a word to herself like this.

　　[Now, go and enjoy the festival, Fumino.]

　　She still didn't know why Shinichi suddenly called her name.

　　She turned to look at Shinichi, he was still the same as before.

　　Perhaps, he didn't know what he did to make her sad.

　　But he knows what to do to cheer her up.

　　It seemed he also knew how to respond this time.

　　"...Okay, Sensei."

　　Fumino smiled as usual.

　　Nino at the side stopped her movements, staring at her excited appearance, completely unresponsive to what was happening.

　　She only saw Shinichi get up to get the meat back, but in the twinkling of an eye, Fumino cheered up, and the disappointment and sadness that had just been swept away.

　　How did this happen?

　　What did she miss? Could it be that time was lost by someone without realizing it?

　　Shinichi put the meat on the grill, and explained the skill of grilling meat.

　　"Don't spread the roasting sauce before it's cooked… Don't keep turning it over and over again, so that the sauce is evenly distributed… When you see that the red color is almost gone, spread the roasting sauce… The most important thing is the time to turn it over…"

　　After Shinichi finished grilling a piece of meat, he put it on the dinner plate, then handed it to Fumino.

　　Fumino started stuffing the meat. Then, under Shinichi's silent gaze.

　　When the finished product came out it was a slightly charred pork chop, which looked a bit old, and not enough sauce, but at least there was no raw meat.

　　After confirming that it was edible, Shinichi didn't wait for Fumino to speak, and directly took the meat and ate it.

　　After chewing, she turned slightly towards him who looked slightly nervous, scared and expectant.

　　"Your baking method must be mastered... But delicious."

　　After all, it is high-grade meat. Even if it is grilled into beef jerky, as long as it is not grilled into charcoal, it is delicious. Of course, unless Shinichi is crazy, he will say this.

　　Fumino took a slow deep breath.

　　"Yes! I will try harder next time!"

　　She clenched her fists with excitement.

　　Turning her gaze suddenly, she saw Shinichi's sliced beef that had just been grilled on the dinner plate, and her eyes immediately lit up.

　　"Then I'll come and have a look at Asada-san's finished product, it looks delicious~"

　　As she spoke, Fumino stretched out her chopsticks, and just as she was about to touch the meat, a pair of chopsticks protruded from the side, taking the meat first.

　　"I didn't expect your barbecue skills to be good enough, let me try it..."

　　Quickly stuffing the meat into her mouth, Nino frowned under Fumino's astonished expression, and smacked her lips in dissatisfaction.

　　"It is said that other people's fire must be mastered, and you are not good at roasting yourself... Try mine, and you can tell the difference!"

　　Nino ignored Fumino's sad and angry look, and said proudly.

　　Shinichi was about to hold out his chopsticks, but Fumino took the perfectly grilled piece of meat, just like Nino's movement shown again, she chewed, then praised.

　　"Delicious, very delicious! It really goes beyond the standard of a barbecue stall!

　　"Eh? Shouldn't Nino be very good at it? Do you usually cook?"

　　Eyes sparkling, Fumino leaned towards Nino, with her palm resting on Shinichi's left thigh, and her scented hair right under her nose, but she didn't notice it, and stared at Nino with great interest.

　　Shinichi silently recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in his heart.

　　"Yes." Seeing the physical contact of the two people, the corners of Nino's eyes twitched, and her polite smile could barely be maintained, "Usually I serve breakfast and dinner at home. To cook a meal for five people, it's really hard..."

　　"That's good, you don't look like me, I have no femininity at all, and I want Asada-san to teach me how to bake..."

　　Fumino sighed sadly, but there was undisguised joy in that expression.

　　"I only know how to cook dark colored dishes, and Asada-san ruthlessly threw the things I made into the trash. I can't compare to Nino."