A Boy With a Communication Problem – I Started Tutoring as a Part Time Job and My Student Was the Mo

In the end, I decided to have dinner at Kanzaki-san’s house.

I looked at her house again and realized how big it really was…

It looked like it could be featured on TV.

“Ah, Kosei-kun, are you done for the day?”

“Yes, that’s all for today…”

“Okay. Thank you! That child’s an idiot, it must have been hard for you, no?”

“No…not at all. Kanzaki-san understands quickly, so it was easy to do…”

“Right! Nakajima-kun!!!”

“Yeah… that’s what I think.”

“You see! Mama! I’m a girl that can do it!!”

“Don’t get carried away. Kosei-kun is just complimenting you because he’s kind.”

“That’s not true!! Also, mama, Kosei-kun will be having dinner here today!”

“Ara, really?”

“Yes! He said he’d eat with me when I asked him! Right?”

“A-ah, yeah…”

“Is that so… I should have made something more fancy… I’m sorry if it isn’t to your liking?”

“No! No, no, don’t worry about that…”

“Then wait a minute! It will be ready in a little while.”

“Yes… thank you.”

“Okay, then, Nakajima-kun, let’s play cards! I’m free!”

“Trump cards? I don’t mind…”

I had not played cards in a long time. I liked playing cards. Basically, I didn’t have to talk.

“Yay!! I won’t lose~!”

After that, I played cards with Kanzaki-san (and I won all the games) and had dinner at her house.

By the way, it was the best food I had ever eaten… yes…

What did she mean when she said that it wasn’t a fancy meal?