| Izumi | And that's what happened... |
| Azuma | It turned into such a fuss, huh. |
| Azami | F-Fi.. Fiancee… are you for real? |
| Citron | Being popular sure is tough. Sighs… |
| Juza | You sure she ain't just joking? |
| Itaru | I don't think so. I just took a look at the participants list and her name is there. |
| And it looks like she's one of the overseas guests who are invited to the fest. |
| Izumi | That explains it, then…! |
| Juza | Oh, so that's why she came to visit Citron-san who's in Japan. |
| Azuma | Being a guest means she has quite the social status and probably an authority too--. |
| So it may not be impossible for her to… bring him back to Zahra. |
| Azami | It that really possible, though? |
| Izumi | Who knows… |
| Itaru | I heard she's an heiress of a famous corporation in Zahra. |
| Izumi | (That explains why she gives off the vibe of a well-educated person.) |
| Muku | … |
| Izumi | At any rate, we're going to talk with Leila-san some more in regards of the contest… |
| Muku | ...I'm going to do it. |
| Izumi | Eh? |
| Muku | I know there's a chance this may be nothing but a joke. |
| But if Citron-sama will be forcibly taken away by a group men dressed in black because I reject the challenge… |
| Then, we won't be able to meet again because they forbid him to get in touch with a dessicated lotus root like me…! |
| Azami | There's no way that would happen. And calm down. |
| Itaru | I think we should have senpai or someone else stay by our side in case what Muku imagined does occur. |
| If Muku takes on the challenge, I'll help out… So what should we do? |
| Juza | I'll help out too. |
| Citron | No problem here! I'll try my best! |
| Azami | Well, it's your call. You're the one involved in this, after all. |
| Muku | ...I'll do it. |
| Izumi | Got it, if that's what you want. |
| Azuma | It may be better not to announce that Muku is going to participate while dressing up as a woman. |
| Itaru | We need to come up with a fake name, then. |
| Citron | Let me think about it! |
| Azuma | Fufu, I feel like you're going to come up with an adorable and fun name. |
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| Izumi | (Guy-san said he already contacted Leila-san, so… all we need to do now is gear up for D-day.) |
| (But…) |
| Citron | "My honey, your miso soup is so delicious today too." |
| Muku | "Really? Thank you." |
| Azami | "You always say it's delicious as long as it's mom's cooking, dad." |
| Citron | "It really is delicious, since you put your love in it, honey." |
| "Your tasteless soup that's the result of you forgetting to add seasoning, your red hot stew that is served after putting too much red peppers…" |
| "Your salty cake and your cookies that are as hard as stones… my sweetheart, all of them are supreme cuisine to me." |
| Muku | "Oh darling…" |
| Citron | "Back when I first tasted your cooking, I felt like an electric shock running through me. God made us find each other." |
| Izumi | Hey, stop stop! What's with that play!? |
| Citron | No, no, we're practicing properly. |
| Izumi | (Sighs… it's been like this for a while now. Will we be all right at the bride contest?) |
