[Whatever, Okuyasu. Ochako is way too pumped about a zero-effort meal to heed that warning; she only spends a few minutes dilly-dallying around her house before she gathers up the rest of her oranges and zooms right over to Bluo. Is she slightly worried about how this meal is going to taste? Well, yeah. Is she still excited to eat something that someone was thoughtful enough to make for her? Absolutely.
And so, not too long after he sent his message, she's once again knocking on his front door. It's a bit difficult to do with an armful of fruit, but she's managing, thank you. She's also keeping a close watch on her surroundings just in case he decides to sneak up on her again. He ain't slick.]
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And so, not too long after he sent his message, she's once again knocking on his front door. It's a bit difficult to do with an armful of fruit, but she's managing, thank you. She's also keeping a close watch on her surroundings just in case he decides to sneak up on her again. He ain't slick.]