In this short amount of time, the base had increased by three levels.
Leopin murmurs as he looks up at his home, surrounded by light.
“Could it be that adding more people is a shortcut to increasing the level of the base ……?”
Currently, the only official residents of this base are me, Mark and Tom.
Leopin decided to live alone when he was driven to this land away from his residence.
I had resigned myself to the fact that the only involvement I would have with my classmates would be in class. ……
“‘If helping out at the base counts, then I guess we can get more residents.
Then, let’s call out to Akemi ……”
Leopin looks towards the living quarters, where Akemi would be.
Then, a figure glimpsed behind a tree around the entrance to the forest.
When I look at it, it retracts with a “snap!
But even though they could hide their body, they didn’t seem to notice that their tiny cocked hat was peeking out.
Hiding behind a tree is Kurumi, a pastry chef girl.
The girl usually carries a bag of sugar with her, but today she had replaced it with a small shovel.
“Wow, …… I’m helping Chef Leopin with his, oh, ……!”
But just as she said that, the girl’s face turned as red as an apple.
“Mmm … Mmm, I can’t! I can’t! Ah … After saying that, I’m gonna go in front of Leopin!”
The “such and such” that the girl was concerned about was this one word that she once said when she was forced by Yes Man to change the name of “RPG Candy”.
“Oh, ……, I refuse!
These candies are a treasured recipe I learned from Chef Leopin!
To me, Chef Leopin is much greater than a superb confectioner: ……!
Of course, it’s more than just a vice principal. ……!
Besides, he’s more important to me than anyone else!”
It is the first confession of love in a lifetime for the girl.
I thought that Leopin would not be there, but shortly after this, Leopin buzzed the yes-men with a log.
“Also …… too, if Chef Leopin had heard about that ……!
Wah, wah, wah, I …… am so embarrassed, I’m dying!”
The girl crouches down in the shade of the tree, presses her face, and squirms like a little child.
Because of this, she didn’t notice people approaching nearby.
A voice pours down from above her head, “Yo”, and the girl flips over, “Pyaka!
“Well, well, well, you’re one of them, aren’t you, all tipping over today.”
“Oh, ……, Chef Leopin!”
The girl covered her eyes, which were hidden by her bangs, with her hands further and looked at the boy through the slight opening.
It’s as if you’re looking at a celestial body that if you look directly at it, your eyes will get hit.
Yes, for the girl, the boy was now a brilliantly shining presence like the sun.
The boy, who had too much glare and even a halo, crouched down and held out his hand to me.
“What are you doing here?”
The girl gives a drawn out reply, “Ha, ha!” as she is helped up.