Kokomi Momoiro

She was at the cooking club, chopping various ingredients for bento boxes that would be given to those in need. Kokomi truly enjoyed this, sharing her culinary talent for the benefit of others. Perhaps Kokomi wasn't living in extreme poverty, but she had certainly experienced hardship. Yes, her mothers had well-paying jobs, but everything starts from the bottom, not from a million yen salary.

As she cut, she could hear the sound of the sewing machines from the sewing club next door. Immediately, her mind began to think of Sakura. Ah, Sakura, how she loved that girl! The thought of seeing those beautiful amber eyes drove her crazy, that soft black hair—everything about that girl was perfect in Kokomi's eyes. She was so grateful that the cooking club was next door to the sewing club because that way she could hear Miss Shidesu's little songs.