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They set the cooking schedule, and everything was fine until it was Sakura's turn.
It wasn't that Sakura was completely incompetent. In fact, his simple dishes were always edible, even if their appearance was sometimes subpar. However, whether he poured the oil incorrectly or the stove was simply too hot, flames suddenly shot up from the surface of the pan, reaching half a meter high.
Nirei, who was setting the table, automatically screamed in surprise, while Suo reflexively pulled him out of the kitchen.
"Hey, what should we do?!" Sakura was still standing in front of the stove, frozen in shock mixed with confusion and a sense of responsibility that prevented him from running away. Suo—who returned to the kitchen after evacuating Nirei—chuckled, turned off the stove, and covered the pan with a glass lid.
"Oh my, Sakura-kun, do you like this kind of attraction~?"
"I didn't do it on purpose!"