144.6 Volume 6 Bookwalker SS part 1 - Story About Buying My Classmate Once A Week

Our Missing Soda and Orange Juice - part 1 (Miyagi PoV) They're gone. No soda, no orange juice. The soda ran out last night, and the orange juice ran out this morning, so, of course, they aren't in the fridge. -- Guess I'll have to settle for barley tea. I stare intently into the fridge. It's not what I want to drink, so my hand hesitates. I should've bought some on my way back from university. I completely forgot. As I mutter "What should I do?" under my breath, the door swings open. "I'm home. What are you doing, Miyagi?" Sendai-san asks with a voice that's bright and full of life, as if she hadn't just returned from her tutoring job. "Welcome back. Nothing much," I reply, shutting the fridge with a soft thud. If I mention that we're out of soda and orange juice, Sendai-san will definitely insist we go buy some right away. But I don't feel like going out at this time just to get drinks I'm not exactly desparate to have. We'd likely head to a convenience store, but honestly, I don't want to leave the house. "Ah, is it about the soda?" Sendai-san suddenly recalls something she doesn't need to remember. "It’s not," I say, adding, "I'm heading back to my room." But just as I'm about to leave, Sendai-san blocks my retreat, remembering another thing she didn't need to: "Come to think of it, we're out of orange juice too." "We have barley tea, so it's fine," I suggest, naming a drink that I'm not particularly eager to have. When I go shopping with Sendai-san, we end up looking at everything, and it takes twice as long as when I shop alone. Even when we went to buy an electric kettle, we didn't just buy the item and immediately return, and the grocery runs we've done together haven't been a simple matter of buying what we need and being done. "True, we do have barley tea," Sendai-san concedes with a smile, stepping forward. A bad feeling came over me, and I take a step back. But the refrigerator was behind me, and my back hit the hard surface. "Hey, Miyagi. Why don’t we head out together to get some groceries right now?" Sendai-san’s face lights up as if she’s just had a brilliant idea, so I promptly shoot it down. "No, I’ll buy the soda and orange juice tomorrow." "Come on, let’s go. The convenience store is close by. Won’t it be fun to grab some pudding or cream puffs while we’re at it?" "It won’t. I’ll just end up gaining weight." "Don’t you sometimes have snacks around this time?" She's not wrong. There have been plenty of times when Sendai-san and I indulged in a little treat after she returned from tutoring, and I’m sure there will be more. But my answer remains the same. "I don't want anything today." "You’re so stingy, Miyagi," Sendai-san pouts, then says, "I want to open the fridge, so move over a little," without waiting for my objection. Since I intended to go back to my room anyway, I comply and step to the side. Sendai-san opens the fridge as she said she would, and I head to my room. But just before I open my door, she stops me. "Miyagi." "What?" "I’m about to make some tea. Want some?" "Didn't you open the fridge because you were going to drink barley tea?" "I think I’m in the mood for tea." "...Okay, I’ll have some." With a small nod, Sendai-san smiles and tells me to "sit tight," as she starts boiling water in the electric kettle. "What about dinner, Sendai-san?" "I ate before tutoring. What did you have, Miyagi?" "Cup noodles." "You should cook properly," she says, sounding like a mother in a TV drama, as she prepares tea. I keep my eyes on her back. I've gotten used to cooking, but there are days when it's too much of a hassle. On those days, there's no reason not to eat convenient cup noodles. "Sendai-san, shut up." Arguing about the legitimacy of eating cup noodles is as troublesome as making dinner, so I kept it short. I also decide to inform her of my plans for tomorrow. "Like I mentioned earlier, I'll buy the soda and orange juice tomorrow." "Got it. I’ll leave the shopping to Miyagi," Sendai-san turned around and smiled brightly.