“No matter how much you heard my voice, you should have properly confirmed who it was before opening the door,
right? What if it wasn’t me?”
“…Yes.”
“Even if you were in a hurry, you should have dressed neatly. This is a matter of etiquette, regardless of whether
you’re a man or a woman.”
“I-I’m sorry.”
“And what kind of logic is it that you can’t sleep because you’re scared and nervous, so you stay up all night? If you fell asleep, it would disrupt the broadcast? No matter how I think about it, staying awake for the broadcast is way riskier.”
“Y-Yes, that’s true.”
While organizing my clothes and the room, I, Koga, was, of course, receiving a barrage of nagging.
Everything from A to Z was my fault, so there was no room for excuses.
At least it was a relief that I was having this conversation with my head bowed in reflection.
Honestly, hearing the voice right in front of me, rather than through headphones like usual, made my head spin.
If I had to look at their face, I definitely would have felt worse…
“If there hadn’t been any issues in the past, I wouldn’t need to say this, but Izumi has caused a lot of trouble, right? So…”
But no matter what, I couldn’t keep taking this.
This house, of course, is my mom’s, but since neither my mom nor my sister is home right now, I’m the actual
homeowner.
And with the memories of my past life, I’m practically in my 40s mentally.
There’s a whopping 15-year difference compared to Koga, who is just 24.
I should show the dignity of someone in their 40s.
“…Do you have something you want to say?”
Realizing she might have pushed too hard, Koga finally showed a crack in her facade.
Heh, is this the beginning of my counterattack?
“Uh, um…”
As I raised my gaze slightly to deliver the perfect counter, I was met with Koga’s gaze, so cold it felt like it could
freeze time.
“Th-this is our house…”
“Hmm? What did you say?”
“…Oh, it’s nothing.”
“Haah, if something like this happens again…”
Should I let it slide just this once? There’s a saying about the ease of the strong…
“So? You said you just woke up, so you haven’t eaten lunch, right?”
“Ah, yes.”
It may have only been about an hour, but Koga’s nagging felt like an eternity.
From the middle on, it was basically the same story repeated, and I couldn’t make a single excuse until the end.
I don’t think I’ve ever been scolded like this by my mom…
“It’s 3:30, but… it’s still better to eat something. I’ll use the kitchen.”
“Yes, yes. …Huh?”
Before I could say anything to stop her, Koga was already up and heading for the kitchen.
“Uh, Koga, it’s okay if I make it myself.”
“Hmm? The late meal is partly my fault, so I’ll make it for you.”
I followed her into the kitchen, trying to stop her, but she answered with a smile as if it were nothing.
“Still, I’d rather…”
“Hmm. Do you not trust my cooking skills?”
“N-No! It’s not that…”
“Then just trust me this once. I can cook well enough.”
Ugh. What incredible maternal charm…
“Alright, then what should we make…?”
“How’s this?”
“It’s… delicious.”
The late lunch Koga prepared included golden fried rice, miso soup, and bacon stir-fried with bean sprouts.
True to her confidence in cooking, everything Koga made was delicious.
The miso soup was clean and needed no further praise, and the bacon stir-fried with bean sprouts had almost no
greasiness at all.
What surprised me the most was the golden fried rice.
Whenever I made it, the eggs would clump or the rice would get soggy, but Koga’s golden fried rice was perfect, with
no such issues, a flawless golden color and a fluffy texture.
I never expected Koga would turn out to be my final opponent in mastering golden fried rice…
“So, what were you originally planning to eat?”
“Uh, um. I probably would have settled for instant noodles…”
When I’m alone for lunch, I usually just throw something together out of laziness.
“…Really?”
“Yes, yes. I, um, usually eat like that for lunch.”
Upon hearing my answer, Koga suddenly started to scan me from top to bottom.
W-Wait, did I do something wrong?
“Is it because you were born that way, or are you just young…?”
“Yes?”
“It’s nothing.”
Koga smirked and turned her gaze away.
That said, hearing that I look young because of Koga’s appearance feels strange.
Earlier, she stood on a chair to reach the kitchen, being small in stature.
If someone unaware had seen that, they might have thought it was adorable.
“…Izumi. You had another strange thought, didn’t you?”
“Eh? N-No?! I was just amazed at how delicious the food is!”
Koga’s dark, pitch-black eyes glared at me, reminiscent of a midnight sky.
The combination of her calm, deep purple hair and sharp features honestly scared me a bit.
“Hmm…”
By the way, how does Koga read my thoughts like this?
It might be a little scary…
“Ugh.”
I regretted coming 30 minutes early.
Suzu let out a big sigh.
To be honest, Suzu was quite exhausted right now.
After all, she had been standing outside for over an hour in the summer heat.
If she had known, she would have brought her car, as there was plenty of parking space at Izumi’s house.
Her back was already damp with sweat, and she felt a slight dizziness, as if she was getting heat exhaustion.
“Is anyone home?!”
She had already rung the doorbell over 50 times and called Misukod nearly 30 times.
The number of DMs sent was too embarrassing to even count.
At first, she thought that since she had come 30 minutes early, they might be showering or tidying up, but after 1:50
PM, that possibility had been ruled out in her mind.
This was clearly a situation where they had either fallen asleep or were not home.
But since Izumi wouldn’t leave, Suzu concluded that the likelihood of them just being asleep was 100%.
“Koyano! You’re not intentionally ignoring me, are you?!”
Suzu cleared her slightly sore throat and called out to Izumi again.
And a moment later…
“…Can you hear me?!”
Finally, for the first time, there was a response.
“J-Just a second!”
With a loud bang, the front door opened, revealing Izumi in her pajamas.
Suzu was taken aback at the sight.
“I-I thought that could happen…”
“Uh, um, I…”
“L-Let’s get inside quickly.”
Izumi’s pajamas looked a bit disheveled as she stepped out.
“W-What should I do…?”
The buttons of her pajama top were undone, exposing her cleavage and navel, and of course, her underwear was
visible as well.
Additionally, her pajama bottoms were slightly lowered, exposing her hips and panties.
If someone saw her outside like that, they’d surely think she was a pervert with exhibitionist tendencies.
But Izumi seemed completely unaware of her current state.
“Seriously, let’s go inside already?!”
“K-Koga?”
“Your clothes! Izumi, your clothes!”
Only when Suzu pointed it out did Izumi finally look down at her pajamas.
“Eek!”
With a silly scream, she slammed the front door shut with a loud bang.
“…Hurry up and get ready and open the door again.”
“…Yes.”
At least it was fortunate that there was no one passing by.
Suzu thought this as she looked up at the sky.
It was a hot day, perfect for a horror game.
“So, what were you originally planning to eat?”
At that question, Izumi tilted her head slightly before answering, her gaze avoiding mine completely.
“Uh, um. I probably would have settled for instant noodles…”
“…Really?”
“Yes, yes. I usually eat like that for lunch.”
A lie.
That thought slipped through Suzu’s mind without her realizing.
How could someone with skin and a body like that survive on just instant noodles for lunch?
Suzu was astonished and scanned Izumi up and down.
Her light brown hair glistened with a soft shine that anyone could see.
Her skin was flawless, and the body revealed earlier due to her mistake had no imperfections at all.
She was like a doll—no, even cuter than a doll, truly a beautiful girl.
Yet, she claimed to not care at all about her diet.
Suzu knew very well that Izumi, with her personality, wouldn’t make any efforts to maintain her appearance.
It was likely just simple exercises at best.
“Is it natural, or is she just young…?”
“Yes?”
“Nothing.”
If she didn’t feel envious as a woman herself, that would surely be a lie.
But she didn’t want to reveal such childish emotions as an adult, so Suzu chuckled and looked away.
As she averted her gaze for a moment, Izumi looked up at her with a sulky expression.
There was something peculiar about that gaze.
Even though Suzu couldn’t read the other’s thoughts, she somehow felt certain.
Right now, Izumi was definitely thinking something quite rude.
“…Izumi. You had another strange thought, didn’t you?”
“Eh? N-No?! I was just amazed at how delicious the food is!”
Just by saying that, Izumi narrowed her eyes slightly, making her seem like a small rabbit.
“Hmm…”
Well, she was cute, so I’ll let it slide, Suzu thought quietly, smiling to herself.
Of course, Izumi couldn’t see that smile.
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[[Dawn Never Breaks] Help me. #KayanoiIzumi #KogaSuzuha #StarsFlowy
“C-Congratulations~! Today, as I announced last time, I’ll be playing the horror game ‘Dawn Never Breaks.’”
Her voice is already shaking more than usual.
The title of the stream is ᄏᄏᄏ.
“Listen, I saw the teaser for that game, and it was so scary that I asked my manager if I could take the day off! But I was flat-out rejected and told not to say such weird things. Isn’t that too much?”
That’s unreasonable…
Isn’t it too much for Mei-chan?
But what about Suzuha?
“Koga is sitting on the bed behind me.”
?
Are you together?
An off-collab?!
Oh, right.
Koga is just supposed to be watching the broadcast, right?
Well, it wouldn’t matter if it became known as an off-collab.
“Yeah. Since I’m the only one home right now, I thought it would be scary to be alone, so I asked Koga for help.”
Have they already gotten that close…?
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“W-Well, it’s not like that…”
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