𝙺𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 || Food Wars

✔¦¦ a night of sleep deprivation

Chapter 4

Takumi lied on the smooth wooden floor of the living room area, letting out an exasperated sigh as Risuko flipped happily through the auburn colored photo album. Hearts were animatedly floating around the female's jolly aura while Isami sat beside her, telling a short background --occasionally stories -- about the photos.

Takumi, on the other hand, remained lying on the floor whilst staring at the ceiling, letting his thoughts wander aimlessly. He wasn't sure for how long he was in a daze with nothing in particular coming to his mind but when he did come back to his senses, he spared a glance towards his brother and his stalker who were enjoying each other companies, talking so familiarly to each other with their legs brushing along with each other. The blonde can't help but feel left out, a small frown forming on his thin lips. If it weren't for his ego, he could have joined in with them – smiling and laughing, chatting about non-sense.

Takumi's cyan blue orbs wandered towards Risuko's smiling face, her twinkling russet-orbs reflecting the cheerful aura surrounding her, the mop of ebony locks messily tousled around but gave off an adorable childish vibe, and the small imperfections lying on her mildly tan face. Then, the older Aldini felt his face heat up when Risuko and Isami happen to look at his direction just when his eyes coincidentally wandered on Risuko's slightly dry yet soft-looking lips.

Risuko and Isami gave each other a knowing look before turning their heads back to the blushing Takumi, sending him a teasing look while wiggling their eyebrows. Takumi turned red faced the moment he was caught red handed for he can't find the words to deny Risuko and Isami's silent accusation. When his eyes wandered once more towards Risuko's lips, Takumi noted that they were different from most teenage girls he sees around – most had a rosy red tint on their lips, either naturally, or because of cosmetic products. Risuko seemed to be one of the few that don't bother looking elegant. He was lucky enough that Isami was the only one who noticed his orbs staring on the hazel-eyed girl's lips. From Risuko's point of view, it just seemed that Takumi was looking at her direction.

"What is it, Takumi-chan~ Can't get enough of my beauty~" Risuko teased, catching the mentioned blinde of his small, harmless crime.

"Or maybe he was jealous we were having fun without him." Isami added, sending a silent message towards his twin -- to which the latter read as Oya oya oya.

"Shut up..." Takumi denied quietly, hiding his red cheeks with his right arm – a usual tsundere trope, "I was just wandering where Risuko will sleep."

"Nice of you to mention that when both you and Risuko completely ignored me when I questioned that earlier..." Isami remarked inwardly.

"How about we slee-"

"No." Already knowing what Risuko was about to suggest, Takumi flat out rejected her, not wanting to hear the absurd suggestion. Though, it was mostly for his sake – so he can avoid another blushing fest. "You go sleep on the couch."

"Eh~! You can't let such a delicate, fair maiden sleep on the couch, cold and uncomfortable." Risuko stated poetically, with matching dramatic hand movements. A stage light was formatively seen shining towards her direction.

"Describe fair, delicate, and most importantly, maiden." Takumi remarked with a snort, a minor mockery directed towards the female.

Risuko didn't seem much bothered by Takumi's words, knowing for a fact that having stalking (and kidnapping) tendencies aren't really maidenly.

"Risuko is right though, Nii-chan." Isami stated, defending the aforementioned girl. "She's our guest and, although she rarely acts like one, Risuko is still a girl."