E-book Bonus: Original Short Story
"Jet-Black Omurice"
The dining table looks good.
Even without anything lined up, imagining a scene that fills your stomach gives you a warm feeling inside. I, as someone with amnesia, feel that way, so I'm sure everyone else would feel something similar despite the differences. However, it seems that there are exceptions to everything.
The scene of devastation before me, the unbelievably burnt smell invading my nostrils, clearly conveyed the danger from the dining table.
"My... Omurice..."
Standing in front of the dining table, with a shocked expression on her face, was my childhood friend and girlfriend, Asuka Minato.
Today, as I prepared to return to Yuzaki High School, she tried to make a homemade meal for me. However, this is the result.
In the kitchen, cooking utensils I dropped while trying to save the omurice from the rising smoke were scattered on the floor. I had just finished cleaning up. As I moved to the dining table in the living room, the omurice had already cooled down and turned into something unrecognizable, and Asuka seemed shocked to see it again.
The only reason you can tell it's food is that it's on the frying pan.
"Well... never mind."
As I sat down on the chair and spoke, Asuka glared at me sharply. Why? I'm the one whose house is a mess.
"It wasn't supposed to turn out like this! I can cook, you know!"
"Well... it can't be helped since you didn't set a timer. Let's just leave it at that."
"Leave it at that?"
Asuka's eyebrows twitched as she repeated my words.
Apparently, the words that came out of my mouth greatly hurt Asuka's pride.
"I see... I get it. Fine, then you eat this omurice."
"What!? Why should I?"
"Just because it doesn't look good doesn't mean it doesn't taste good! I'll prove it to you!"
"Then eat it yourself. Don't use me as a guinea pig!"
"Guinea pig!? Did you just call me a guinea pig?"
Asuka, who had finally snapped, yelled at me.
Since I woke up, it might be the first time I've seen Asuka like this.
"Besides, even if I say it's delicious when I eat it myself, it doesn't prove anything."
"Not really..."
For now, it's proven that it's not immediately poisonous.
But I don't have the courage to tell that to Asuka in her current aggressive state, so I remained silent.
Asuka pushed the blackened omurice towards me.
I glanced at the fake omurice for a few seconds, searching for any way to dispose of it without getting caught. Suddenly, Asuka lowered her gaze.
"...The parts that aren't burnt should definitely be delicious."
It was a quiet voice.
Looking at Asuka, who seemed a little anxious, I sighed internally.
With such an appearance, it's hard to have confidence in the taste.
There's no place without burnt parts...
...No, there is one less burnt part.
Oh well.
*Chomp, chomp!*
I vigorously scooped up the decent part within the jet-black egg. However, because I scooped it up too forcefully with the spoon, thick burnt pieces mixed into my mouth. In fact, everything except the surface was burnt.
I almost wanted to spit it out, but I stopped myself when I saw Asuka's face.
...If I just endure this one bite, if I just endure this one bite.
Chewing, chewing.
The demonic bitterness caused sweat to break out from within me, and just when I felt
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