026 | didn't know souma yukihira was in this story

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the stars would be so proud to know their
atoms created somebody like him

LIGHT, SOFT AND GOLDEN as sunlit honey, fell through a window and into a messy classroom

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LIGHT, SOFT AND GOLDEN as sunlit honey, fell through a window and into a messy classroom. Multiple pillows and futons were discarded everywhere, evidence of last night's entertaining and disruptive activities.

"Should we wake her up?" asked Ennoshita, glancing over at the girl laying under multiple piles of discarded blankets.

"Let's leave her be." Sugawara looked over at their analyst, eyes softening. "She's done a lot for us. She deserves the extra sleep." The boys were aware, mostly the third years, of how much effort Mizuki was embedding into the team. She devoted herself to fixing them up, polishing their edges and sharpening their skills, getting them to play the best they could with multiple exercises.

Ennoshita nodded. The rest of the boys got ready for the day silently, cautiously moving around. Their eyes would drift over to the beauty, her lavender hair sprawled over the pillow, glistening like crystals under the sun's rays. Curled against another pillow, her expression was pleasant, with an inkling of wistfulness.

They were very grateful to have her by her side, to have that person guide them, help them grow, help them fly. They'd do anything for her.

"Hurry up," whisper-shouted Daichi, glaring at the slackers Nishinoya, Tanaka and Hinata. "We're going to be late for breakfast!"

"Hai, hai," yawned Tanaka, scratching the top of his head. "We're coming."


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"Oh, Sayeko-san?" The said girl turned to see the other managers walking into the kitchen, surprise washing over their faces. "What are you making?"

Mizuki glanced down at the pot in front of her, a hand grasped around a metal spoon and slowly stirring the liquid inside. "A Chicken Egg Tempura Don," she answered, adding in a few more drops of soy sauce.

"Chicken Egg Tempura Don?"

Mizuki nodded, grabbing another spoon and dipping it in the sauce, pleased with the consistency.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" asked Kiyoko, her face glistening with a light layer of sweat precipitating. "A side salad, perhaps?"

"That'll be wonderful." The girls all grinned, happy to be of some help to the girl.

They worked quickly, able to move freely, like waves of the ocean drifting up and down the shore, helping each other when needed, plating the dishes quickly, moving swiftly. Mizuki delegated the rice portion to Kiyoko and the sauce to Mako Ōtaki, Shinzen High's volleyball manager. She handled the eggs, glad that the other females weren't incompetent with their knife work.

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