Chapter 148: Seven Days in a World That Wasn’t Mine
The seventh day of the identity exchange between Yukima Azuma and Miyamizu Mitsuha.
"Ittadakimasu... Amu... No matter how many times I eat it, it still tastes so unbelievably good."
Suou Yuki hugged a warm bowl of rice with both hands, her chopsticks dancing with practiced ease as she devoured the meal before her. The fragrance of stir-fried dishes lingered in the air, harmonizing with the quiet chirping of birds outside the traditional paper windows.
Her cheeks puffed up with food, yet she kept mumbling with enthusiasm, her words spilling out between bites.
"With cooking skills like this, you could definitely charm a whole army of beautiful women. I mean, forget love potions—this is the real deal."
She shoved another bite into her mouth and mumbled further, half-playful, half-serious.
"Honestly, after eating this, I don't think I can go back to regular meals anymore. This is how it starts, you know—people doing insane things just to get a taste of something like this. This isn't cooking anymore. This... this is a criminal-grade drug."
Azuma raised a brow and chuckled at the comment.
"That's not cooking, that's a criminal drug," he echoed in mockery, setting down his chopsticks.
It had only been a few days, but he'd already grown used to her dramatic remarks. Suou Yuki—the perfect, elegant young lady in public—was wildly different in private. Her eccentric thoughts, unpredictable behavior, and strangely cute reactions had all become part of his daily life.
For the past week, Yukima Azuma had been sneaking into the Suou household nearly every day—his wall-climbing skills improving with each visit.