Ordered Pudding　Kusakabe is rummaging around in the fridge of the technical college office, saying that he is hungry.
　Inside are the bottles of drinks and sweets that everyone.

[ Write the date and your name ]

　That's what the sign on the refrigerator says.

　...In other words, if you don't write your name on it, it was a souvenir or a gift from someone else, and you are free to eat it.

"Oh, I wonder if this is a souvenir."

　With that remark, he pulled out a small box of pudding.
　The box was stamped with the words "limited time only.

　When he opened the box, found a spoon attached to it.
　He popped off the clear plastic lid, scooped up a spoonful, and popped it into his mouth, where it tasted of rich egg.

"Oh. Yum, this pudding."

　He devour it with a gulp and reach for the other one in the fridge.
　This is the last of the same one.
　don't know who this one is from, he says, and eats it.

"It was delicious. I ate all of it... maybe I'll buy another one later."

　As he mutters this, he feels a presence behind him.
　Years of experience made me twist and jump, and then I heard something cut the air.
　A gurgling, dull sound.

"Aw"
"That's mine"

　It was Higuruma who swung down the blunt instrument.
　His large white eyes, unusually for a man who always has a pouty face, widen into saucers, and he looks alarmed.
　Kusakabe rants, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"What's with you all of a sudden, you"
"It was... an order pudding... I kept it"
"I'm back... What are you doing

　Ijichi, who opened the door to the office and peeked in, shouted, but even Kusakabe admitted that he had taken out his gains and began to make a bloody phone call.

　After a few moments, Nanami, summoned by Ijichi, arrives at the office.
　The office is filled with angry shouts.
　In between, there is a hard sound, as if something is being hammered out.

"Ijichi, I heard it was urgent, but what in the world..."

　From outside the office entrance, Ijichi gently points inside.
　There, he sees Kusakabe catching Higuruma's gavel in the scabbard of his sword.

"That pudding It's limited time only, what the hell"
"I understand That's what I said"
"You want me to wait a year"
"You didn't write your name⁉"

　Nanami knew why Ijichi had called him, and staring into the air, he grumbled that he wanted to go home.