We Met Again That Night… And Moved In the Next Day

“I’m different. I don’t see women as women. There’s no love between me and those women—just mutual release of desire… But you’re different.”

He suddenly did a kip-up and almost crashed into me.

He didn’t, but he ended up standing very close. He reached out and poked my chest.

“Bro, you’re too ‘soft’ here. Especially when it comes to women. You have illusions about them.”

“Aren’t all men like that?”

“No… How should I put it… Using me as an example isn’t good, since I’m not exactly a normal man… But you’re not either, bro.”

“Huh? I think I’m pretty normal… Damn, idiot, you’re not really gay, are you!”

Seeing me flinch back into a defensive posture, the idiot shrugged.

“I wasn’t talking about orientation… I meant your attitude toward women. Let me ask you this, bro. If another woman fell in love with you, what would you do?”

“You’re overthinking it. Someone like me being able to get such a beautiful girlfriend is already a blessing from several lifetimes. Besides, I’ve already met my perfect ideal girlfriend. Even if some other blind woman fell for me, I could turn her down.”

“I hope so…”

“I’m not a flower that attracts bees and butterflies like you. How could a romantic comedy revolve around me?”

“What if?”

“No what if. You know what I’m like. I’m a real otaku.”

Working the night shift and sleeping all day inside—the number of ordinary people I meet living like this is limited, let alone beautiful women.

“First you have to ‘go out’ to have an ‘encounter.’ And then an encounter leads to other developments. Do you think that’s possible for me?”

Absolutely impossible.

An otaku is an otaku until death.

No contact with people means no beginning.

Dream on. Keep wishing.

So me meeting Kaori… it can only be described as a one-in-a-million ‘miracle.’

From a certain perspective, I should thank Kaori’s family, even if they only see her as merchandise and are heartless to her…

But because of that opportunity, Kaori came to the convenience store looking for rope at that exact time.

Otherwise, I would never have met Kaori.

But the idiot wasn’t reassured. He turned his head toward the wall, the one with Sister Ling’s room on the other side.

“I think it’s possible…”

I quickly waved my hand to stop him.

“No, no, no. I told you, Sister Ling is my landlady…”

“You turned ‘stranger Shen Kaori’ into ‘girlfriend Kaori.’ So ‘landlady Ayane Hane’ could also become something more intimate…”

“Impossible.”

I was adamant.

Sister Ling… with her mental state, I couldn’t change that.

If I could change her… Heh, then I wouldn’t have run away from ‘there’ either.

“I hope I’m overthinking it…”

The idiot shook his head and picked up his jacket.

“Anyway, bro, I did what you asked. I told you the result. I’m heading back.”

He put on his jacket and walked toward the door. I followed to see him out.

At the door, after putting on his shoes, he suddenly asked.

“Bro, you know where I live, right?”

“Yeah, why?”

“If one day you can’t take it anymore and want to run away, or if you can’t stay here any longer, come to my place.”

“What are you talking about…”

“I’m not coming over anymore after this.”

“Huh? Wait, you’re not coming over anymore?”

“Yeah, not anymore.”

“Why?”

“Bro, you have a girlfriend now. If I keep coming over every day, are you never going to bring her home?”

“Uh, that’s still…”

Sure, we were boyfriend and girlfriend now, but living together was still far off.

No, not even living together. Even inviting her over was still a long way off… Ahem, to get to that point, we’d at least have to hold hands and kiss first…

Right now, Kaori and I were only boyfriend and girlfriend in name. In reality, we were still just friends.

“I don’t mind being the third wheel, but you two would definitely mind having a light bulb around. So I won’t come over anymore.”

“…Good bro!”

“But this building seems pretty empty. Maybe I can rent a unit…”

“Ah, don’t even think about it. Sister Ling owns the whole building.”

“Huh?”

“You heard me. Sister Ling owns the whole building.”

That’s why there were so few people around.

Or rather, aside from me and Sister Ling, there were no other tenants in this building.

“Damn… She’s super rich… Then your landlady Sister Ling can’t rent me a room? It doesn’t have to be dirt cheap. Ten thousand a month is fine.”

“Don’t even think about it. Didn’t I tell you before…”

I pointed to my head again and continued.

“She only provides housing for people without a home.”

The idiot rolled his eyes.

“Fine, fine. Then I’ll rent a place in the building across the street, okay? No, I’ll just buy a place outright.”

“Classic you. Rich and willful.”

“Alright. I’ll tell you where it is when I get it, and give you a key… But don’t tell anyone else. Just treat it as a refuge. If things really go south, come straight to my place.”

“Got it. Thanks.”

“Oh? This is rare, bro. You accepted my help so easily.”

“I can see you’re worried about me.”

“So really, it’s just to put my mind at ease?”

I nodded. He laughed.

“Haha! I suppose so. If it weren’t for putting my mind at ease, you’d never accept anyone’s help, would you?”

The idiot knew me well by now. That’s why I could trust him completely.

If most love comes from first impressions, then friendship comes more from understanding.

Just like how he didn’t hesitate to help me this time, if he ever faced trouble, I’d be willing to help him without reservation.

He was a troublesome friend, but more importantly, he was a true one.

“But this is enough. If your girlfriend runs away one day, or you lose your wife, at least you’ll still have me.”

“Damn, can you not say such unlucky things? If I lose my wife, what good will having you do?”

“Then I’ll go find a wife and give her to you.”

“Whoa, you have a cuckold fetish?”

The complete opposite of me, who hates NTR—someone who can accept or even enjoy it.

That’s already a being from another dimension. I could admire him as a god, but I wouldn’t worship him.

Who knew the idiot was that kind of godlike being?

You have blond hair, idiot. You don’t look the part of a cuckold at all!

But even with such an embarrassing line, Li Enhe could still deliver it with a handsome, refreshing smile.

“You’re my bro. Even if it’s my wife, what’s the harm in giving her to you?”

“Wow… I’m so touched…” I rolled my eyes. “Not!”

“Get away from me, you damn gay!”

I kicked him out the door.

I was terrified that one day he’d suddenly say, “Bro, the truth is, I like you.”

Even scarier, I might actually be swayed by him…

Damn it!

This tragedy must not happen!

So I definitely had to develop a good relationship with Kaori!

That’s what I thought. But I was still thinking of a slow, steady approach—chatting to learn each other’s interests first, then going out for a meal or a movie… Taking it slow.

But little did I know…

That very night, I ran into Kaori.

And the next day…

We moved in together.