Event 30: Moonlight

Haruta finished her shower and left the bathroom with the clothes she usually used for cooking, in her hand now rested the wooden box that carried the black knife.

The actual statistics of Haruta would not return until the cooling time of the title 'Rescue the Damsel' will end, so now he had to be careful when cooking since his stamina statistic had only recovered until he reached 5.

"Uh?" Haruta wondered, turning around quickly but behind him there was nothing, just the empty hallway "was it just my imagination?"

In the kitchen Asuna was already making preparations, before beginning the week of special training, Haruta had sent him the recipes of all the dishes they would cook as well as the itinerary.

"Wow, the president arrived before me," Haruta said out loud to make Asuna look at him but this did not happen. "Pre-si-dent a-su-na" humming Haruta melodically approaching Asuna but she still said nothing.

Haruta approached her to look at what she was doing 'is she trying to cut the lobster?' in Haruta's mind the effective cutting process was clear and he had left it specified in the instructions 'It seems that not everyone learns only using the theory, I will have to teach him personally ...'

"H-haruta what are you doing ...?!" Asuna exclaimed when she felt how her hands were held by Haruta's and she was standing behind her.

"You're doing the cut wrong, you won't be able to get a big impact if you cut this badly," Haruta said, moving Asuna's hands so that the lobster did indeed.

Asuna's face was completely red and she looked sideways at Haruta's face that was only a little higher than hers 'This is unfair Haruta' said Asuna in her mind.

When the lobster had been completely cut off Haruta removed his hands from Asuna's and slowly pulled back, Asuna turned and looked at him with a completely red face 'Is this really fun Haruta?' Asuna said in her mind while positioning Haruta as a villain

As if nothing had happened Haruta opened the briefcase and from there he took out the black knife "Very well, we can't make customers wait" Haruta said starting to cook at full speed as usual for him.

Haruta was currently more popular than it was at first and managers of all volleyball clubs were at the door watching how Haruta cooked.

The statistics associated with the charism take effect, not to mention that each of the haruta meals caused attraction of the opposite sex to Haruta.

Some of the managers recorded it using their phones and others simply waited for their opportunity to take a picture.

Outside the kitchen Nishinoya and Tanaka were upset "Why does he have to be so popular ?!" they exclaimed both annoyed when they noticed that Shimizu the manager of his club also watched Haruta from a window.

"HARUTAAA!" exclaimed both annoyed young people looking in the direction that Haruta was.

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After the meal had been served, Haruta left the dining room as usual stretching her body while checking her statistics making sure her vitality remained high.

"Take" after the voice a towel dropped on Haruta's head

"Uh?" Haruta asked, clearing his eyes to look at the person who had dropped the towel "Shimizu-san?" dismayed Haruta looked at the beauty with black hair that was a few steps above him.

"You looked tired," Shimizu said quietly, descending the steps necessary to sit next to Haruta. "He has a pretty lively fan club."

"Than.....?" Haruta asked surprised turning his head but his voice was stopped when he saw Shimizu.

Shimizu's dark hair fluttered due to the wind and glowed using the moonlight as if she were a lady of darkness. "Beautiful," Haruta muttered, drawing Shimizu's attention.

"what did you say?" Shimizu asked looking at Haruta

"N-nothing, it's nothing" said Haruta with his face completely red while denying using his hands 'Ugh .... even in this life I am shy with women damn!' Haruta shouted in his angry mind, but his line of thoughts was interrupted by a small laugh from Shimizu

"You really are someone very special," Shimizu said quietly.

"....." Haruta's face was completely red and he turned around to prevent Shimizu from seeing him 'Ugh ..... that was a critical blow, I need an ability to avoid this' Haruta's mind It was a mess, he scratched the back of his hair shyly when he noticed that another hand was on his head.

"....?!" Haruta was nervous when he noticed Shimizu's hand stroking his hair "what-what are you doing?" Haruta asked stuttering while her face was completely red

Shimizu stroked Haruta's hair slowly "you always scratch the back of your hair, so I wanted to help you a little ..." Shimizu excused himself but the tone of his voice began to descend until it was barely audible.

"But you're caressing him," Haruta muttered softly, standing still.

Shimizu stroked Haruta's hair with one hand, then it was both hands, after a few minutes Shimuzu got up and climbed some steps

He sat quietly while Hartuta's head rested on his lap.

Haruta did not get upset and let the situation continue to flow, it was the first time in both lives that someone caressed her hair so affectionately.

It was the first time that Haruta had his head in a girl's lap and it was the first time that a girl took the initiative to do something for him.

Right now for Haruta this would be an experience that will be engraved in his heart and in his mind.

Haruta's eyes were fixed on the moon but due to the caresses the eyelids yielded forcing his eyes to finally close.

Shimizu was still stroking Haruta's head, she cleared her beautiful face bringing her lips close to Haruta's forehead where she kissed him delicately.

[Charisma +5]

[The second part of the title "The garden of exquisite flowers" shows symptoms of being activated]