"You..." If you dislike her so much, why did you hug her last night and not let go? Who was the person who tossed her to death on the bed last night?

Forget it, forget it, she doesn't quarrel with him as a bitch, doesn't care about him, he can eat these foods, can't she eat them?

Jirou picked up the oatmeal porridge, took a spoon and drank it in big gulps. She finished a bowl of porridge in one go, and even wanted to eat another bowl after eating, because it tasted much better than she imagined.