This... You mean this? Sachiko-sama's long pale finger was
unmistakably pointing above Yumi's knees.
"Lunchbox? Who made it?"
Yumi unwrapped the case and handed it in. Sachiko-sama placed it on
her knees, and started to untie the binding's knot.
"Oh she is really good at cooking. However, it took her very long
to prepare a meal. There was once when I returned home from hiking,
and there she was, still unfinished with her preparation. Therefore,
I most probably take lunchboxes prepared secretly by servants, or lunchboxes
preordered at take-out restaurants for safety."
"Then, what about... what about the portion Auntie has prepared?"
"Oh, but if it is udon pots from convenience stores, my mother
can prepare it pretty quickly."
Putting that aside, Sachiko-sama seemed to be interested in "mom's homemade lunchboxes." After unfolding the wrapping cloth that looked like a blend between bathhouse curtains and bandanna, Sachiko opened the plastic tupperware's lid with delight.
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