25 After sending that final message, Sakaki Shizuka didn’t text back at all.
It seemed that as a result of a certain someone’s teasing, Sakaki Shizuka was now thoroughly annoyed, sulking, and completely unwilling to pay any mind to said someone.
Fūju let out a faint smile to himself and didn’t bother sending another message to provoke Sakaki Shizuka further.
He tossed his phone to the side and sat down in front of his desk.
Taking his laptop out of his school bag, he set it down on the table.
Now that Sakaki Shizuka had been informed, the next step was to build a proper website for Chūka Shōchiku.
For Fūju, something like this was a total walk in the park, especially given his max-level programming knowledge and skills.
Besides, he didn’t even need to start from scratch.
Fūju had previously created a similar web page.
All he needed to do was pull up the old template and make a few minor adjustments, which wouldn’t take more than half an hour.
After all, this website wasn’t being used for anything overly complex.
Its main purpose was simply to inform people that Chūka Shōchiku would be reopening soon and to display its upcoming business hours.
As long as the layout was clean enough to understand at a single glance and the core information could be edited easily, it would be more than sufficient.
That being said, a web page made so hastily would definitely look way too plain and cheap—hardly fitting for the standard Chūka Shōchiku was supposed to hold.
So, Fūju spent a bit more time polishing the site, making it look a lot more proper and professional.
Nearly two hours later, Fūju finished the website for Chūka Shōchiku, then immediately emailed the link over to Tsumugi Kotobuki so she could forward it to their regular customers.
As for how he got Tsumugi Kotobuki’s email address in the first place—with his hacker skills, breaking into the school’s internal network undetected was child’s play.
Obtaining student information for anyone at Toyogasaki High School was naturally an absolute breeze.
Even if her email address hadn’t been listed on the main database, he still could have dug it up through other channels relying on his hacking capabilities.
Forget an easily obtainable email address; he could get his hands on phone numbers, LINE accounts, and even the most confidential details like a person’s three measurements.
Once he sent the web page link to Tsumugi Kotobuki, Fūju’s work for the night was done.
He immediately went to boil some water, took a shower, and went to bed.
Tomorrow, he’d get to eat a homemade bento prepared by Shoko herself.
That genuinely made a guy feel a little eager.
“Huh?” “Is this from the President?” Over at Tsumugi Kotobuki’s place!
Tsumugi Kotobuki, who had been using her phone to chat with her close friends and classmates, was suddenly caught off guard when an email unexpectedly popped into her inbox.
Then, as if realizing something, she immediately tapped on the email.
Sure enough, just as she suspected, the content of the email was a web link along with a single line of text.
‘This is the web link for Chūka Shōchiku.
All the info regarding the reopening and business hours is inside.
Please help me forward it to the regular customers!’ That was the entirety of the text—a message from Fūju to Tsumugi Kotobuki.
“Oh!” “It really is from the President!” Seeing the link along with the line of text underneath, Tsumugi Kotobuki instantly felt a wave of joy.
However, the very next second, a small trace of doubt and surprise surfaced in her mind.
‘Wait, how does the President know my email address?
We didn’t exchange emails earlier today, did we?’ It was clear that the girl was sharp enough to pick up on the detail.
Still, Tsumugi Kotobuki didn’t dwell on the question for long and quickly set it aside.
Then, she immediately sent the Chūka Shōchiku web link to her parents, as well as reposting the link onto her personal Twitter account.
She didn’t need to add any extra words.
As long as people clicked the link, they would understand right away.
Besides, when the link was forwarded through LINE or Twitter, it automatically generated a preview card bearing the name “Chūka Shōchiku.” Even without opening the link, anyone who caught sight of those four characters on the preview card would know what the web page was about.
It contained information about Chūka Shōchiku—the very thing they had been desperately craving all this time.
Not long after Tsumugi Kotobuki reposted the Chūka Shōchiku link on Twitter, the comment section below was instantly flooded with countless replies.
Tsumugi Kotobuki didn’t have a massive Twitter following—only about a few hundred people.
Out of those few hundred followers, at least half were regular customers of Chūka Shōchiku or people who had eaten Chūka Shōchiku’s food before.
At this moment, the people popping up under Tsumugi Kotobuki’s tweet were, naturally, these regular customers and past diners.
However, after posting the tweet, Tsumugi Kotobuki went straight back to chatting with her classmates and close friends, not replying to a single comment on Twitter.
Truth be told, there was really no necessity for her to reply anyway.
…
The next day!
Fūju woke up over an hour earlier than usual, as per his habit.
He got straight out of bed, changed his clothes, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and went to prepare this morning’s breakfast as well as his packed lunch for school.
Wait a second, did I forget something, or did I end up making way too much food?
The question quickly popped into Fūju’s head.
A second later, realization struck him.
Right, he had asked Shoko Nishimiya to help make him a bento, so there was absolutely no reason for him to make one himself!
Staring at the bento in front of him—packed with four different side dishes, a soup, and rice—Fūju instantly fell into deep thought.
What was he supposed to do with all this food now?!
Whatever, worst case scenario, he’d just give it to Shoko or Yuzuru!
If the two of them had already prepared lunches for themselves, then he’d just bring this food to school and give it to Tsumugi Kotobuki and Megumi Kato to enjoy during lunch break.
Yeah, let’s just call it a welcome gift for joining the club!
Fūju quickly made up his mind.
To prepare such a delicious, abundant meal for new members joining his club—what an amazingly thoughtful President he was!
Someone with thick enough skin was currently bestowing that title upon himself!
“Good morning, Fūju!” “Good morning, Fūju-nii!” The second he stepped out his front door, Fūju spotted Shoko Nishimiya and Yuzuru Nishimiya standing near his entrance, seemingly waiting for him.
Upon seeing Fūju, both of them immediately greeted him using sign language.
“Good morning!” Fūju signed back to them.
“Here’s the multi-tiered insulated bento box from yesterday.
We washed it thoroughly!” “The food inside was so delicious.
It was so good that Mom and I both ended up looking down on the dinner Mom cooked!” “And those two bottles of fruit juice were amazing too!” Yuzuru Nishimiya signed with a wide smile, handing the multi-tiered insulated bento box back to Fūju.
“Glad you guys liked it!” “I was actually a bit worried the food wouldn’t suit your tastes!” Fūju smiled and signed back.
He accepted the insulated bento box from Yuzuru Nishimiya, then set it down inside his genkan so he could put it away properly when he returned home this evening.
“Sister, where’s your bento?!” “Hurry up and take it out for Fūju-nii!” While Fūju was setting down the bento box, Yuzuru Nishimiya nudged Shoko Nishimiya’s slender waist and signed to her.
“Oh, right!” Shoko Nishimiya suddenly snapped out of it.
Truth be told, her bento box had been hidden behind her back the entire time; she just hadn’t known how to go about pulling it out and handing it over to Fūju.
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