Chapter 2: 1

Chapter 1 - Morning with the Little Devil

 

 

When I opened my eyes, sunlight was leaking through the curtains.

The sensation of my skin in the sunlight suggests that it is already noon.

The clock read 1:00 p.m., the exemplary wake-up time for a sloppy college student.

I think I was dreaming something in the midst of such an inadequate sleep, but I am certain I cannot recall.

"...... no."

I give up and rub my eyes.

It's not every day that you can remember a dream that you once forgot.

With this in mind, I tried to place my weight on the blanket and felt a sensation in my palm that was clearly not a futon.

I looked down at her and saw her chestnut-colored hair swaying in a steady rhythm.

The owner of the sleeping breath is Mayu Shinohara.

My new junior, made about two months ago.

It seems that he misses her enough to show his defenseless appearance in this way.

"...... Shinohara?"

I call out, but there is no response from Shinohara.

Apparently, they are really sleeping.

As I gazed at Shinohara's sleeping face in a daze with my sleep-deprived mind, I gradually began to remember what had happened this morning.

As usual, I was awakened by Shinohara's barrage of calls over the intercom, and after welcoming her into my room, I went straight to bed and went back to sleep.

"Yes, are you going to sleep again!" I vaguely remember a voice following me.

I am amazed at how I managed to sleep until such an early hour, even though I did not do anything tiring yesterday.

"Mmm."

Shinohara turns over.

I appreciate that you didn't wake me up ......, but you didn't have to stay home all the time if you were bored enough to sleep.

Moreover, he had taken off all his makeup before going to bed.

On top of Shinohara's bag was a makeup remover.

The sassy, devilish junior is just a slender girl if you look at her this way.

I look down at my phone, which I had placed under my pillow, thinking it would be best not to look too much at my face as I sleep.

When I turned on the phone, I found a notification from Ayaka informing me of an incoming call. The time of the notification was 8:00 a.m.

"There's no way you can get out. ......"

I can't help but mumble.

For me, with my life of self-indulgence becoming so ingrained in me, answering the phone at 8:00 a.m. is next to impossible.

"...... senpai."

"Hmm?"

I looked toward the voice and saw that Shinohara was still drowsy-eyed.

"Oh, I see, I was asleep. ...... Good morning."

"Good morning. You had a good night's sleep."

"Yes ...... wow that's so frustrating, I didn't have breakfast ready."

Then Shinohara wriggles and stretches out the wrinkles in her clothes.

Then he asked me a question, as if he had noticed something.

"Hey, senpai. Did you touch my breast just now? I feel like I woke up with a feeling of pressure."

"I don't know. Sorry if I touched you."

"...... is that any way to explain it?"

Shinohara laughed at the ridiculously honest response and stretched out his body.

Her breasts are emphasized even more, and I involuntarily look away.

It is a bit stimulating to see at close range when waking up from sleep.

"It was a little cramped, so my body was stiff."

"Thank God we're both good sleepers."

If two people with bad sleeping patterns sleep next to each other, it is inevitable that they will kick each other. Now that Shinohara occasionally stays at home, it is fortunate that they both have good sleeping patterns.

"I mean, why are you sleeping next to me? There was a futon for guests, wasn't there?"

"I thought a bed would be more comfortable. Fortunately, we had extra space."

Then Shinohara continues with the words, "Excuse me, I'm off to pick flowers," and dexterously steps over my legs and down to the floor.

Just say "bathroom."

"Flowers are prettier."

Shinohara said and left the room.

The sound of footsteps flopping on the wooden flooring, heard through the door, moves away.

The long, long spring break of college has just begun.

I simply wonder if that junior will continue to enter the house at this rate.

I don't know if I'm saying this myself, but I feel like I don't deserve to spend a lot of time in this house.

The time you have to be a ...... student is limited.

A senior member of the circle was very vocal about the fact that if we did not use our time in a more meaningful way, we would regret it later on.

"......I don't remember having any plans for today."

Checking the calendar, it appears that there is a practice for the basketball circle "start" in the evening today.

Speaking of college, circle activities.

It is a hundred times better to go to the circle than to do nothing.

At any rate, as I got off the bed to look for my practice clothes, I felt something crushed on the soles of my feet.

"Geez!."

I looked down with a bad feeling and saw that the chocolate pie had been flattened.

I open the seal and fearfully put it in my mouth.

As I was opening the seal of the chocolate pie lying beside me again, Shinohara, who had finished picking the flowers, returned.

Shinohara's eyes light up when she sees the chocolate pie in my hand.

"Oh, I like that chocolate pie! I like that one."

"I see. Want some?"

"I'll take that."

Shinohara held out his hand from a short distance away and did not move.

I guess they want me to throw it. I tossed the nearest chocolate pie at random.

But it had already been sealed, and the contents flew out and hit Shinohara in the face.

"......, sorry."

Slowly put your hands together. From the fact that the rolling chocolate pie was broken, it might have been quite a shock.

"...... senpai."

"Yes."

I straighten my back involuntarily when dealing with my juniors.

"Why do you throw up? You usually throw it down, don't you?"

"Oh, that way? Not that the seal was open?"

Shinohara picked up the broken chocolate pie and threw it into his mouth.

There will be chips on the carpet that I will have to clean up later.

"Didn't they teach you to throw down when you throw things at people?"

"I think they told me not to throw things at ......."

I lay down on the bed again and put a pillow under my chin.

For some reason, this position is very comfortable.

"What are you going to do today? You want to get some breakfast and go home?"

"What shall we do? I'm free today, and I could stay all day!"

"No, I'm an idiot. Give me some free time."

Seeing Shinohara shrug her shoulders in response to my answer, I felt a little inclined to leave her at home all day, but I was worried about what would happen if I agreed here.

Time with Shinohara is not bad, but time alone is also very important to me.

No matter how valuable they are for making me dinner, that is not going to change.

I thought as I watched Shinohara open the refrigerator in the kitchen.

I was thinking, "Senpai, shouldn't we buy some more eggs? If we use them normally, we will run out tomorrow. There are only four."

"Why are we talking under the assumption that you're going to be here until the day after tomorrow? I can last four days on my own."

"Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh."

With an unintelligible reaction, Shinohara takes out the necessary utensils for cooking. He seems to have a complete grasp of where everything is.

I'm going to make a simple meal, so you can wash your face and relax.

"Oh, I will. Thanks."

Upon hearing my response, Shinohara rolled up the sleeves of his jersey and put salad oil in a small dish.

Soak a piece of kitchen paper with oil and blend it into the pan.

"What are you looking at?"

Noticing my gaze, Shinohara stopped her hand.

I watched her cooking with her face peeled off, thinking it was somewhat homey and nice, but I hesitated to say it out loud.

"No, don't hurt yourself."

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"I don't want my seniors telling me what to do!"

Shinohara laughed and went back to cooking.

Watching him crack eggs so deftly makes me want to try my hand at one-handed cracking, too.

But I knew that would only disturb Shinohara, so I held my ground and walked past the kitchen.

"Can I go get a few magazines after I wash my face?"

"A magazine? Then I want a fashion magazine, too, for the first time in a long time. I'll pay for it."

I knew you read fashion magazines and such.

It is no wonder, then, that we see everyday clothes that are in vogue.

"Okay."

I give a short reply and leave the room.

When you splash water on your face in the bathroom, you can feel yourself awakening to consciousness at once.

I love this moment so much.

Washing my face in the morning itself is nothing short of tedious.

As I walked out into the hallway and put on my shoes, I heard a voice behind me say, "Dinner will be ready in about fifteen minutes, so please be back by then!"

I open the front door, thinking that I am a well-made junior.

The crisp, dry, cold air hit me.

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When I returned home, a savory smell tickled my nostrils.

When he enters his room, he puts the magazine he bought on the sofa and absents himself heavily.

I'm scared for myself that I'm going to miss so much sleep.

"Welcome back! It's just ready."

"Oh, thank you. I left the magazine on the couch."

I pointed, and Shinohara stretched out from the kitchen to check the magazine over me.

"What magazine did you buy?"

"Weekly boys magazine. I read it every week."

"Oh, I know some of the girls read it too. Let me read it later."

Saying this, Shinohara puts a plate in each hand and brings it to me.

I dropped everything on the table to the floor to make room.

"Senpai, you throw everything on the floor like that, it makes a mess."

"It's fine. It's my room."

"Do you have any idea how many times I've cleaned up after you?"

Shinohara's cheeks puffed out.

I didn't remember doing any cleaning recently, but then I remembered that most of the time I left it up to Shinohara.

"I'll do it later. Let's eat first."

"You don't always do that. Well, I do eat."

The platter contains ham and eggs and a hot sandwich, and the two smaller plates each contain an egg roll and a salad.

I was convinced that was why I said the eggs would run out.

Café au lait and milk are placed beside it.

He said, "It's a hot café au lait. You liked it, didn't you?"

"I love you so much. So witty."

"I'm a very capable woman."

Shinohara said without a trace of shame. I can't say anything because I can actually do it.

"Bon appétit."

"Yes, thank you."

I say hello and pick up a hot sandwich.

The inside of the bread is buttered, with ham and cheese in between.

I felt luxurious as I put it in my mouth, chewed on it, and drank the café au lait that had been prepared for me.

"When I eat a good meal, I feel like I've got a whole day ahead of me!"

"Hoho, then let's do our best to clean up!"

"...... ou"

When I muddled my reply, Shinohara gave a small laugh.

"I'll help you."

"I get it. I'll do my best."

I felt more and more full of vitality as I ate the omelet, so I agreed.

My body has been getting healthier since Shinohara started going to my house.

"Hey, Shinohara, if you get a chance, please make me breakfast again."

I just wondered earlier if Shinohara was not being too much in this house, and then this suggestion.

I know myself well enough to know that I am a cash cow, but once I eat this breakfast, I can't help but ask for it.

Shinohara looked into my face for a bit before replying.

"It's good. Breakfast doesn't take much effort. Well, it's lunch now."

Sure, it's lunchtime, but if you eat it in bed, that's breakfast.

If you eat a good breakfast, you will be happy to start your day.

"Get a healthy, civilized life, man!"

"I'm talking about healthy and cultured. One "target" too many."

"Fine, fine, fine."

I drink a café au lait to fool around.

I did not have any instant café au lait left over, so it was probably a mixture of milk and coffee that I had in the refrigerator. It also contains sugar, judging from the slight sweetness.

To make these in just fifteen minutes, you have to be very good at what you do.

As I savor Shinohara's special café au lait, he asks me with his first superior look of the day.

"Is it good?"

"...... Oh, my goodness."

"Thank God!"

Shinohara smiled with satisfaction and chewed on a ham and eggs.

As I watch the figure, I suddenly notice something strange.

The discomfort is not a negative change, just that some parts have changed compared to earlier. It is definitely positive.

"Are your eyes prettier than they were before?"

When I asked the question, Shinohara, who was chewing ham and eggs, coughed and concentrated on chewing for a while.

Feeling sorry for having rushed him, Shinohara opened his mouth in surprise.

"I used an eyelash curler, how could you tell?"

"Oh, the eyelash curling thing? That changes things."

"It does change, but not enough to be noticeable at first glance. I'll put on foundation after dinner, but I'm sure it will be more noticeable. I applaud the senpai for noticing the change with just an eyelash curler."

Shinohara puts the uneaten ham and eggs back on the plate once and claps his hands lightly.

If you have had a girlfriend for a year in the past, it is not so strange to notice the changes caused by the bureaucrat.

I was about to mention it, then thought better of it and closed my mouth.

Reina called me, the night after the test fatigue drinking party.

I don't feel comfortable bringing up the subject of my ex-girlfriend, since I didn't answer Shinohara's question.

When I concluded that in my mind, I asked a question instead of what I was going to say earlier.

"Do you always carry cosmetics with you?"

Shinohara's bag is still loaded with cosmetics.

Shinohara smiled at my question.

"It's just a fix, though. Everyone carries it around with them. Besides, look at this."

Shinohara took out a spherical pot from his bag.

"Isn't it so cute? There's blush inside, and I get so excited just looking at these things."

The lid of the pot is encrusted with glittery decorations, and even as a guy I can tell that it is likely to be popular with girls.

Come to think of it, Ayaka once showed me some cosmetics that she had probably newly purchased, saying how cute they were.

Many of them are stylishly designed, so carrying cosmetics around may not be a hardship for girls.

Still, from a man's point of view, it still seems like a hassle to carry around in a bag every day.

"But it's a lot to carry around every day."

"I don't know about other girls, but I don't carry it with me on days when I don't think it's important. I don't know about the other girls, but I don't carry it around on days when I don't really care."

"I see. You use it differently depending on the day."

If so, the burden is reduced.

But I was a little stuck, so I asked again.

"Why are you bringing it today?"

Shinohara tilted his head.

"Of course it's because I'm going to my senior's house."

The unexpected words caused me to spill the ham and eggs I was about to grab.

"What do you mean?"

"It means I'm getting a little worked up. I'm going to have you with me for the rest of the day."

Shinohara turned up the corners of his mouth in a mischievous manner.

It's a devilish little smile that looks like it could have antlers growing out of its head.

"......, then I'll take you to my favorite place."

The little devil's eyes lit up at my words.

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