The atmosphere seemed the same as the breakfast package on the table. Aito was still struggling with various mathematical formulas, checking whether his homework was correct.
Last time he made various calculation mistakes, even though the method he used was correct. That made his grades miserable, it really wasn't easy to be a good student.
Just when he was focusing, the heat from someone's gaze made him turn his head. Finding that Junan was indeed staring at him! Aito was a little surprised.
Those dark eyes seemed as black as his hair, piercing with a deep gaze. Aito didn't understand the meaning of that gaze, before Junan turned to look at the breakfast he brought.
"That was you yesterday–Yes, I mean please eat your breakfast," he squeaked, not daring to talk about yesterday, it seemed like Junan was in a bad mood.
Aito was afraid of provoking his anger even more, especially after seeing how he fought yesterday. The image was still fresh in his mind.
