His Childhood Friend is a Beautiful, Reclusive Girl, So He Spends His After-School Hours in Her Room (But He’s Not Her Boyfriend!) - Ch. 59: A Ridiculous World Without Tsukkomi 3
- His Childhood Friend is a Beautiful, Reclusive Girl, So He Spends His After-School Hours in Her Room (But He’s Not Her Boyfriend!)
- Ch. 59: A Ridiculous World Without Tsukkomi 3
Yuika and I continue to keep an ear on Iori’s room.
They are currently in a critical situation.
Because he had the same genes as her sister, Iori tried too hard and came up with something.
“‘There are a lot of erotic developments in this novel, which scene do you like, Aoi-chan?’”
Iori was trying too hard and spinning out of control.
Iori seemed to have realized that he misspoke with her reaction.
I heard a great panic from next door.
“‘Ah! S-Sorry. Umm, uh…’”
It was a little mushy.
Me and Yuika held our heads at the same time.
“(What are you doing, Iori..? Only lovers or engaged couples are allowed to talk about s*xual topics about girls! Generally in this world!)”
“(Iori you idiot…. Asking a girl about her naughty bits is something that only the man she gave her first time to and the husband she promised her future to would answer! Generally in this world!)”
We fainted in agony.
Then, as I writhed, I caught a glimpse of Yuika’s chest in my field of vision.
Immediately, Yuika reacted to my gaze.
“Ah, you’re looking at me again. Fourth time.”
“Wow, it increased…”
“And I could feel the heat in your eyes, you know?”
“Heat. No, I was thinking…you’re wearing a bra today.”
“Yeah, well. It’s not the black one Souta likes, though.”
“I didn’t say I liked black, did I?”
Yuika tugged at her pajamas and looked at her own bra.
She glanced up at me.
“It’s pink today. Do you like it…?”
“I’ll have to take…a closer look to be sure. Maybe?”
“No, I’m not going to show you. What are you talking about in the confusion, you pervert?”
“Damn, that didn’t work.”
I scratched my head in disappointment.
In addition to that, I’m going to say for the day after tomorrow, it was such a good opportunity.
“Well…I think pink is a good color for Yuika. I think it’s probably the most suitable color for you because it’s a combination of cuteness and maturity. …I-I’ve always thought so.”
I glanced at Yuika’s expression.
She blinked her eyes in surprise.
“Yuika-chan was surprised by the seriousness of the situation. I didn’t know Souta was that passionate about underwear.”
“I’m not talking about underwear! I mean in general, like the color of your clothes and accessories!”
“Ahh, sorry sorry, I know. I was a little bit embarrassed because Souta’s straightforward message hit me hard. Goodness…Souta is always throwing me fastballs when I least expect it. It was hard for me to take it.”
Yuika fanned her cheeks.
It was a little red, as if she had a fever.
“I’m glad though. General means that…bras are included, right?”
“Uh. W-Well, if I say “in general,” it doesn’t mean that’s not in it.”
Yuika was a little quiet.
Then she tugged at her own chest while looking at me.
“…Do you want to see it?”
“What’s this all of a sudden?”
Her bare shoulders peeked out from her open shirt, revealing her pink bra strap.
I guess there was more peachy land underneath.
“Because you said it was a color that would look good on me…”
Yuika whispered with mysterified expression.
She whispered as if it were a secret.
“The color pink, I hope you like it.”
I heard the sound of my reason wavering.
But on the contrary, it brought me back to reality.
I personify reason in my head and whip his butt to keep my reason in check.
“I’ve just declared myself a childhood friend. The man who learns from reflection, the incarnation of reason, his name is Souta Mikami.”
“It’s a little less convincing than that, don’t you think?”
“You really want to see it, don’t you?”
“I’m aware of that too…”
I bite my lip with a bleeding heart.
Everyone on Earth, share your reason with me!
…There was no way to escape the reality of the situation.
Because she took the initiative when she declared her rebellion.
Yuika removed her hand from my chest, and this time she grabbed my hand
“Well then, let’s call it a reward.”
“Yes. I’m writing a novel. That’s your reward.”
“Well,” Yuika said stuttering a little.
Something about her face was even redder than before.
“It’s a little weird to say this, but…”
She shyly squirmed and stared at me.
She nibbled my hand with both hands in a friendly manner.
“As a reward for your hard work, you can…look at my pink bra.”
…How about that? She added an embarrassed whisper.
In addition, her black hair swayed, and the scent of shampoo tickled my nose. Oh my!
“You’re really cute! Goddamn it!”
I was going to keep it in my mind, but it just came out of my mouth.
Really, Yuika was cute, really cute. And that’s no longer her reward, it’s my reward…
“But I refuse! I won’t look at it!”
“Because we’re childhood friends, of course.”
“Even childhood friends show each other their underwear if they’re close.”
“That’s not the general rule.”
“There are exceptions to the rule, you know.”
“That may be true…but I’m not going to look now.”
“You really want to see it, but you can’t help it. Just look at it, come on.”
She grabbed my hand and rubbed my collarbone with her forehead.
“Yeah, it’s annoying. That’s what you do to people who don’t listen!”
I ruffled her hair with my free hand.
As soon as I did, Yuika tried to run away with a “yaaa”. But she couldn’t because I was holding her hand back.
“Come on, come on!
“No, no, no, stop it! My hair is getting all messed up. Souta’s teasing me. Stop it!”
She was hitting me with her hand. But it was only one hand, and it was not heavy, so no damage was done.
As if we were playing with each other, the fight between us continued.
As I was doing this, it occurred to me.
I think there was something else urgent that needed to be done…Ah eh? What was it?