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It Has Nothing to Do with Prithvi Bir Bikram Shah – Part 03

“Oh, fancy stuff today.”

That wasn’t me talking. It was the spiky-haired guy grinning like a little gremlin. Yeah, I wasn’t the only one hoping for another one of Haruna’s crazy lunches.

“Tell Haruna I want hamburg steak next time,” he said.

Like she was gonna listen to that. She wouldn’t even take requests from me.

“Go to the convenience store,” I said. “They’ve got Japanese-style hamburg steak for five hundred yen.”

“I’m not you. Convenience store food doesn’t cut it for me.”

Oh? A jab at my convenience store obsession? I’ll gladly throw hands over this.

“Brace yourself. I’ll show you what humans are truly capable of.”

“Right, right. I’ve got something for you.”

First Big Teach, and now Orito? What am I, their storage locker?

Orito handed me a plastic shopping bag. Judging by the shape and weight, it felt like a book or magazine. I tried to open it.

“Are you stupid?!” Orito snapped. “Don’t open that