Chapter 2: CH 2

She was as beautiful as a cherry blossom petal, as if it had just fallen down.

“I’m Kanako Sakurada, 24 years old. It’s nice to meet you.” She said.

“Ah, it’s nice to meet you too. I’m Touma Tsukishiro.”

“Yes, you must be Touma Tsukishiro. Thank you for using our housekeeping service this time. May I come into your home immediately?”

“By all means, please go ahead.”

I was completely flabbergasted by her beauty.

“Oh, it’s a beautiful house. It’s so tidy and well-kept. Did you clean it yourself?”

“Haha, yes, you’re right. I hired you to make me a delicious meal this time.”

“Very well, sir. Then may I use your kitchen?”

“Yes, please.”

I nervously said.

In the meantime, Ms. Sakurada put on her apron.

“I’ll start then. Please be at ease.”

“Uh, yes.”

I sat down on the sofa in a serious manner.

“Well, …, the fridge is well stocked. Touma-kun, is there anything you don’t like?”

“Huh?”

I felt nervous when she suddenly called my name.

No, I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all.

In fact, I was even happy that such a beautiful and big-breasted woman could be so frank with me.

“I don’t really have anything I don’t like.”

“Well, that’s great.”

“Ha-ha.”

“Well, I’m going to prepare it with all my might. Wait for me.”

“Yes, please.”

My heart started to beat faster.

My cheeks started to heat up.

I heard a thumping sound.

Just hearing that sound made me feel good.

When I glanced at the kitchen, I was again intrigued by the sight of the beautiful Sakurada-san standing there.

No, no, no, no, no. What a disgusting thing I’m thinking.

She was just doing her job as a housekeeper.

It was sick to have a strange misunderstanding

“Can I ask you something?”

Sakurada-san, who was in the kitchen, suddenly asked.

“Oh, yes. What is it?”

“Where are your parents, Touma-kun?”

“Well, you see, … they both passed away when I was a kid.”

“Oh, …, I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t worry about it.”

I said with a chuckle.

“I’ve lived by myself for many years. I can do most of the housework, but every once in a while I want to have a hot meal prepared by someone else. That’s why I asked for a housekeeper this time.”

“I’m honored to be working for you.”

“It’s my pleasure. To tell you the truth, I had an image of housekeepers as good-natured old ladies. I was not expecting for such a young and beautiful lady to come to work for me.”

“Oh, that’s so … nice of you to say.”

We were both embarrassed and fell silent for a while.

To disguise my nervousness, I turned on the TV and waited.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

I could smell the faint scent in the air.

A warm meal was brought to me on a tray.

It consisted of white rice with fluffy grain, and the soft fragrant of miso soup.

It was served with a fried egg, boiled spinach, and even tea.

“I’m sorry. I hope it’s not too simple for a young boy.”

“No, Sakurada-san, … is the best, to say the least.”

“Really?”

“Yes. May I have a taste?”

“Please, enjoy.”

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While being watched over by a smiling Sakurada-san.

“Itadakimasu.”(TLN:-Itadakimasu:-Thank u for the meal)

I gratefully accepted the food.

“It’s … delicious. The rice is cooked perfectly, the miso soup is salty and … perfect.”

“Thank you.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“What is it?”

“Are you married, Sakurada-san?”

“Oh, me?”

“Yes. I’ll feel lucky to have such a person as my wife.”(TLN: DUDE I salute you.You said what most wimp mcs can’t.)

“And, Touma-kun, … I’m still single.”

“Oh, I see. That’s such a waste.”

“Ufufu~~ but thanks to that, I was able to meet Touma-kun like this.”

She said with a smile.  

I was surprised.

So, don’t get the wrong idea.

“No, no, it’s still delicious.”

“Mmmm, it’s so funny to watch the young ones eat so much. Do you want some more rice?”

“Please.”

As I had quickly devoured the bowl given to me, Sakurada-san served me another.

“Here you go.”

“Arigato Gozaimasu.”(TLN:- Means:-Thank You very much)

“Well, You paid a lot for me, so I’m going to do more than just cooking.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course. Touma-kun, just relax and feel like a husband.”(TLN:- I need an onee-san :’) )

“Oh, I’m so glad.”

I felt like I was being pampered.

10,000 yen was a bit expensive, but if such a beautiful lady was taking care of me, …, don’t get any strange ideas.

And then I had the most relaxing time, even though I was a little nervous.

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“Well, I’ll miss you. It’s time to go.”

“Oh, yes. Thank you for today.”

I saw Sakurada-san off at the door.

“If you don’t mind, I’d love it if you asked for me again.”(TLN:-OFC OFC WHY NOT? I WILL)

“I’d like to do the same, but … it’s a bit expensive to ask for it every time.”

“Oh, yeah, …”

Sakurada-san put her hand to her beautiful lips and thought for a moment.

Then she opened the small bag on her shoulder and took out a sheet of paper.

“Here you go.”

“What is it?”

“Discount coupons for housekeeping services.”

“Oh, you don’t mind? I can take it.”

“Yes. Actually, we give them to our regular customers, but … Touma-kun is special.”

Sakurada-san put her index finger to her lips and smiled a little mischievously.

I was once again stunned.

“Well, I had a good time today. Thank you. See you later.”

“Oh, again … please.”

With a final beautiful smile, Sakurada-san left.

I was left standing alone at the door.

… Sakurada-san, you’re a wonderful person. I wish someone like you would be my wife. …

I didn’t know what I was thinking.

She was a grown woman.(TLN: DUDE, eff the age difference go for it. I myself will go for an older gf.)

After all, a high school kid like me wasn’t going to be taken seriously.

I looked at the discount coupon she gave me.

“… I’ll ask again.”

I’m sure it will happen soon.

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