Chapter 3: 2.1

The work room I entered after knocking was overflowing with things as usual.

 

While wiping my head with a bath towel, I stood at the entrance of the room and called out to Hiji-nee's back.

 

"Can I have a minute? I need your help."

 

"ah……?"

 

It sounded extremely annoying. Sitting in an ergonomically designed chair, my sister slowly turned to me standing at the entrance of the room.

 

"You're back, Yuki... As you can see, I'm at work. I'm at a dead end. Besides, I'm frustrated. If it is not extremely important, deal with it yourself."

 

"I'm lending a shower to a female classmate, but I don't have a clothes to spare."

 

"An event that seems to be deadly interesting has come with green onions on its back!"

 

As if ejected from the chair, Hiji-nee suddenly rushed towards me. My sister, who is tall for a woman, is approaching and I'm a little scared.

 

"Hey, what is it, Hiji-nee? You're too enthusiastic to withdraw."

 

"Isn't that exciting? The day will come when Yuki will lend a shower to the opposite sex. I couldn't even imagine it. I'll go to the supermarket tonight and pack sekihan?" [TN: Sekihan means, is an East Asian rice dish consisting of rice cooked with red beans.]

 

"No, you don't have to celebrate. So, I'd like you to lend me your clothes."

 

"Huh? Why me? You're her boyfriend, can you lend even one of your shirts?"

 

"Well, it's not that kind of relationship. I just meet her on the way here."

 

I explained the process from when I met Sanaka-san until we stopped by the apartment.

 

"──Huh. I understand the situation. Arisa-chan, who ran away from home, you should be able to lend a change of clothes...Is your shirt useless? ”

 

"I don't think it's very good if it's me of the opposite sex. There are no options, so lend me yours."

 

"It's boring... my little brother is too boring. I'm sad that he grew up to be a man who lacks stimulation."

 

"Noisy. Hurry up."

 

Hiji-nee, who was in a hurry, tied her black hair together at the nape of her neck. It's a hairstyle for guests.

 

When my sister opened the closet, she put on a light haori over the sleeveless and changed into an outward-looking outfit. As she did so, she began to open the plastic chest of drawers inside.

 

"Then? What kind of physique does that Arisa-chan have?"

 

"Eh, physique?"

 

"Tell me how tall  and how good her meat is. I don't think it's a perfect fit, but if it's a similar size costume, it might be fine."

 

In Hiji-nee's closet, in addition to everyday clothes, there were shrine maiden clothes and school uniforms that I didn't know. I guess I'll use it as a reference when I put it on my own character.

 

"Height, um, I don't know. I have to look properly. I think it's average for a girl."

 

"Waist?"

 

"... I don't know the details, but it might be really thin."

 

"What type of face do she have?"

 

"Eh, do you really need to ask that?"

 

"I want to know the particular about whether it suits her or not"

 

"As for the face, her father is American and she's really cute... yeah!"

 

"Huh. What about the bust?"

 

"... there is more than I thought."

 

I just confirmed it in an accident a while ago, so I finally said it. However, even though I'm just answering the necessary questions, I feel a lot of guilt...?

 

Without worrying about my conflicts, my sister said, "Around here."

 

Without worrying about my conflicts, my sister muttered, "Around here." It looks like shed6 finished sorting out the outfits. She approaches the exit of the room where I stand.

 

"I've got an idea of ​​the clothes I can lend. Well then, I'll 'persuade' Arisa-chan in the dressing room, so Yuki clean the living room."

 

"Yes. Understood."

 

No matter how bad I am at housework, I can do some cleaning.

I have to keep it clean so that it won't be a problem if my classmates see it──

By the way, what are she going to do to "persuade" Sanaka-san?

 

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More than an hour had passed, but neither Sanaka-san nor Hiji-nee entered the living room.

 

"I've cleaned up everything here."

 

Even though I said that, I just moved the magazines, leaflets, and my sister's diet equipment that were randomly left on the floor to the edge. My cleaning skills are minimal.

 

「…………」

 

I'm nervous all the time and my heart is so noisy. It's our apartment but my classmate that so popular is here.

 

The tension and sense of urgency is not comfortable. Is this really the house I live in? Also, I understand that women's showers take a long time, but I think they take it a little too long...

 

I think it's okay because my sister is in there... Did something happen? Shall I go check them out?

 

Somehow, when I was lost, I heard two different footsteps coming from the corridor. That was good. It looks like they're finally done. The door that leads to the living room has opened.

 

“Thank you for your hard work, both of you ── uh, eh?!”

 

After my saw them, I was astonished for a second.

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"Ah, haha... Kurosawa-kun, how are you?"

 

Sanaka-san waved her hand with a slightly reddened face. She was dressed in a ruffled dress. No, it's a costume rather than clothes. Because no matter how you look at it──

 

"Maid clothes……?"

 

It's not the formal kind, like the maid's clothes from the nobles.

A cheap ribbon on the chest and a skirt that is as short as any idol. Ultimately, it is a white knee high that tightens Sanaka-san's supple thigh curve.

 

“So, Sanaka-san, why are you dressed like that…?”

 

"No, don't pull back! I was overwhelmed by your onee-san's enthusiasm. Ah, but I was the one who decided to wear it in the end... um, what is it!"

 

Perhaps to disguise her embarrassment, Sanaka-san puffed out her chest in her maid outfit and put her fingers together. Her white cheeks are stained with shame. However, her eyes seemed to be expecting something.

 

"Eh. No. No matter what you say..."

 

"What's going on. What's going on?"

 

"Eh..."

 

"I can't get enough of this, Yuki. No matter who sees this, it looks good on her, right?"

 

My sister, who appeared late, sat down next to me on the floor with a satisfied tone.

 

"Umm, onee-san. Does this really suit me? To me, I can only see Kurosawa-kun bewildered..."

 

"Ah, it's okay. Yuki's heart looks like an active volcano right now, and it's on the verge of erupting. Huh?"

 

"Well, don't compare people's hearts arbitrarily."

 

It was a little bit of a far, so I pointed it out a little stronger.

 

Oh well, it's too cute to be natural. Difficult to see directly. It's dazzling.

Furthermore, if you take a closer look at Sanaka-san's face, you'll notice that she's even been wearing light makeup...? So that's why it did take so long to prepare? Even without makeup, she was an artistic girl, and she was even more polished.

 

Anyway, what are she doing? Maid clothes are not suitable for guests. Could she change her clothes now?

 

"Hiji-nee, couldn't you be more polite? As expected, it's not good."

 

"Really?"

 

"Yes. I'm not impressed with this kind of antics."

 

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'm sure you'll get angry after all. Well, Arisa-chan, as I explained in advance, it's plan B."

 

"Oh, are you really going to do it...?"

 

Sanaka-san looks more embarrassed as she glances at me. She's hard to believe she's a calm girl at school. Anyway, what's with this, plan B?

 

"There was definitely a sense of incongruity, Yuki. If you don't notice, I thought I'd leave it as is... but?"

 

"What is it? From the beginning, there is nothing wrong with her appearance, but ──Ah, if you look closely, there is no frilled headband."

 

Speaking of maids, the one that was worn on the head was characteristic. There is no such thing on here, right now.

 

"That's right. Then Arisa-chan, I'm begging you."

 

 "I understand."

 

She wears a "dog ear headband" that she took out from somewhere.

 

"Why?"

 

"I lost my normal headdress. I just happened to have these modified dog ears instead."

 

"It's a substitute one. Kurosawa-kun, I'm sorry I'm not a perfect maid..."

 

"I didn't have a headband, so I thought, 'Didn't you get it right?'  Sanaka-san, you don't have to change the ending to sound like a dog!"

 

 

Well then, the reason why they were late was because they had a strategy meeting...!?

 

Wearing a headband with brown dog ears, Sanaka-san is finally far from being "normal." Her natural brown hair was harmonized with her third and fourth drooping ears. However, on the contrary, her accessories sublime maid clothes into something natural rather than unnatural. In other words, as an extraordinary cosplay, the level is extremely high.

 

"Sanaka-san, are you okay with that? If you don't like it, you can take off your dog ears, and you can stop wearing a maid outfit."

 

"Huh? You don't like it?"

 

"Arisa-chan chose to wear a maid outfit on purpose."

 

"Yeah. Onee-san told me, 'This is a way to thank Kurosawa-kun.' So, what do you think, Kurosawa-kun?"

 

"Wh-what's going on... !?"

 

"Um... I wanted to thank Kurosawa-kun, right now!"

 

The dog-eared maid Sanaka-san looks uneasy, but she seems to be expecting something after all──

 

“There is no Japanese word for thanking you, so please don’t comment on that question. Sanaka-san, let’s calm down a bit.

 

I cannot give the special words that Sanaka-san's wants.

 

"Ah, wait, what's your answer?"

 

"You ran away."

 

Uh, noisy stupid sister. I want you to think about the feelings of her adolescent brother a little more.

 

…… No, I even thought that I should suppress my imagination because I was thinking too much.

 

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