He clamped his mouth shut and shook his head, lowered his voice.

"I-I wanna do it. I mean, if I deliver some trays it gets me outta the hot kitchen for a little bit. Then I get to say it ain't just Senpai who tried the stuff I make, y'know?" He closed the farming book, made a mental note to just check it out instead. He wouldn't be able to study it when he's getting flustered like this.

"Which, uh, wh-which reminds me that I gotta go check this out and go take a run! A long, long run. Blows some energy, good work-out, so on n' so on." He was sweating, too.