Regarding the Matter of Beautiful Girls Relentlessly Seeking My Body (Experience Points)
Tap, tap, tap. The cheerful sound of a kitchen knife echoed. Huh? Did I come back to my parents’ house today? As I rubbed my eyes sleepily, what came into view was a familiar ceiling. Oh, right, it’s my room.
I vaguely remembered Yura-chan came over to my room yesterday, but it was probably just a dream. There’s no way the popular idol Yura-chan would come to my room.
“Fuhn fuhn~. Fuhn♪”
Wait, it wasn’t a dream. The smell of miso soup wafted through the air, and there was Yura-chan standing in the kitchen. Apparently, she was making breakfast for me.
But something was strange.
Sure, Yura-chan came over to my house yesterday, and for some reason, stayed the night. So it’s not that weird that she’s here this morning. Actually, it is kind of weird, but…
What’s even stranger is that Yura-chan is making miso soup. She said she doesn’t cook at all, and more importantly, there shouldn’t even be any ingredients for miso soup. There was no miso in the fridge.
Yura-chan, standing in the kitchen without an apron, looked absolutely adorable. She didn’t bring any change of clothes, so she’s wearing my shirt. For some reason, she isn’t wearing any pants… Wait, no pants!? I’m sure I gave her a pair of sweatpants…
It’s the typical “his shirt” look. Well, since I’m not her boyfriend, I guess it’s not really “his shirt.” It’s mine, so it’s way too big on her, the hem reaches up to her thighs, and you can’t see her underwear, of course. But as she moves, the hem flutters, and you can catch glimpses of her thighs.
“Wow, this is amazing…”
It’s the kind of sight that every guy in Japan, or maybe the world, dreams of. And it’s right here in my room.
Yura-chan tasted the miso soup with a ladle, and after a small victory fist pump, she glanced over at me, then did a double take, startled.
“Ta… Tatsuya-kun, you’re awake?”
“Good morning, Yura-chan. Yeah, I just woke up.”
“Geez, if you’re awake, you should’ve said something. It’s embarrassing. Good morning, Tatsuya-kun.”
Yura-chan blushed a little and covered her mouth. Maybe she was embarrassed about humming while cooking. Honestly, I think it would be more embarrassing to be showing off those dazzling thighs in my oversized shirt. But hey, no need to hide it, right? I’d rather see more.
“Um, are you making breakfast for me?”
“Yeah. You said you like having girls cook Japanese food for you, Tatsuya-kun.”
“Hmmm, that feels a bit misinterpreted, but… Oh well. But hey, we didn’t have any ingredients, right?”
“Yeah, so after you went to sleep last night, I went to a supermarket that was open late and bought some stuff.”
“Huh, that supermarket’s kind of far though…”
“Well, it was just the right amount of exercise after eating.”
That’s a 30-minute walk each way…
“Wait, didn’t you say you never cooked before?”
“Yeah, I’ve hardly ever cooked. So last night, I looked it up on my phone and learned how.”
Can you really learn to cook that quickly? Is Yura-chan’s smartphone some kind of magical device?
“It’ll be ready soon, so wash your face and wait for me.”
“Ah, okay.”
Why does it make my heart race when she says the same thing my mom used to say a thousand times?
To calm myself, I wash my face with cold water instead of warm. The cold water from the tap cools my head and helps calm me down a little.
After drying my hair, I came back to the table, and breakfast was already set. Rice, miso soup, grilled fish, rolled omelet, and pickled cucumbers. A perfect breakfast lineup.
“Wow, this is amazing. It’s like a ryokan breakfast.”
“I really wanted to make you happy, so I worked hard on it. Well then, let’s eat.”
“Let’s eat.”
I took a sip of the miso soup first. The warmth and moderate saltiness of the soup seeped into my dry body, and I felt at ease. It had a simple, luxurious taste that you can’t get from instant miso soup.
“It’s so good…”
“Really!? I’m so happy!”
“Yeah, it’s really delicious. How did you make it?”
“I didn’t do anything too fancy. I made the broth with kelp and bonito flakes, then just added the ingredients and boiled them.”
“Wait, ‘making broth’? That’s not something you hear from a beginner cook.”
“Hehehe, it was surprisingly easy when I tried it. I think I could make it every day.”
“Ah, I see… huh.”
So, does this mean you plan on making breakfast every day from now on?
“Did you make this rolled omelet too?”
“Of course. I used granulated broth, soy sauce, salt, and just a little sugar to make it. You said you liked tan tan noodles, and I saw you drink your coffee black at the café, so I thought you might prefer something a bit salty rather than sweet, so I made it a bit saltier. How is it?”
“It’s really delicious…”
It’s really delicious. But it’s kind of scary that she can guess so much about me from my casual actions and words. But when I looked at Yura-chan, she was smiling so happily that I couldn’t bring myself to say that.
“I’m glad you liked it, Tatsuya-kun. Actually, I wanted to make you a bento too, but I didn’t have a bento box… Sorry. I’ll buy one for tomorrow. Oh, and I noticed you’re almost out of shampoo, so I was thinking of buying some. Would you like the same kind as mine? Is there a particular brand you’re attached to?”
“No, I don’t have any particular preference.”
“Yay, that’s good! Then I’ll go buy it! Hehehe, Tatsuya-kun, you’ll smell just like me.”
Yura-chan smiled happily as she fiddled with her shiny white hair. She’s so cute. Using the same shampoo as a beautiful girl feels both embarrassing and exciting… Wait, that’s not the point.
“By the way, are you really going to make a bento?”
When I asked, Yura-chan’s expression turned into a troubled, sad one.
“Oh, no, if you don’t want me to, of course I won’t… Sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep.”
“No, no, no! Not at all! The breakfast was exactly to my liking! But, you know, I just thought maybe Yura-chan might be having a hard time!”
In a flurry of denial, Yura-chan let out a sigh of relief, as if feeling reassured.
“Thank goodness~. But if it wasn’t tasty, let me know right away! I’ll work hard to make it the way you like, Tatsuya-kun!”
Yura-chan clenched her hands tightly, as if gearing herself up. There’s no way I could refuse this.
“I’ll also take care of the cleaning and laundry while you’re at school. I was thinking of tidying up your room a bit too, but is there anything you don’t want me to touch?”
“Uhh, well… my underwear…”
“Is it okay if I wash it with my laundry?”
“Huh? Uh, yeah, as long as you don’t mind, Yura-chan.”
“Hehe, you’re funny. I wouldn’t mind at all. Even if I found any adult magazines, I wouldn’t be angry or look down on you! I can understand that kind of thing! In fact, if you want me to do anything, just let me know…”
“Ah, wait! That reminds me! Could you leave the top box in the fridge alone? Other than that, there’s nothing special!”
On the very top of the fridge, there’s a box containing things like silver, World Tree candy, and a half-feather from a phoenix. It wouldn’t be a problem if she touched it, but I said that to steer the conversation away from any weird direction.
I thought she might ask what was inside, but Yura-chan didn’t inquire.
“Got it, the top of the fridge, right? Roger!”
Yura-chan snapped to attention, saluted, and winked. She was so cute it made my heart tighten. So this is what they mean by “heart-throbbing”…
“Oh, speaking of which, look at the time! Tatsuya-kun, you need to go to high school, don’t you?”
“Ah, yeah, I should start getting ready…”
“I’ve dusted off your uniform and hung it up over there. I also ironed your shirt. Was that the right shirt? I went ahead and checked your schedule and packed your textbooks for today, so you can just take the bag as is, but you might want to double-check. It seems like there’s no PE today, so I’ll hand-wash your gym clothes with a toothbrush, since the mud stains didn’t come out. Oh, the toothbrush was getting a bit worn, so I bought a new one in the same color as mine. I got a pink one for me and a light blue one for you. Don’t worry, your gym clothes will dry by tomorrow morning. By the way, you’re at Aokoku Academy, right? I noticed your uniform was from Aokoku. And since I saw your bike key by the entrance, you’re commuting by bike, right? If you leave at 8:20, you should make it in time for the 8:40 homeroom. But it might be better to leave at 8:10 just to be safe, since rushing could be dangerous. It’s sad we have less time together, but your safety is more important. I can endure that. If you ever need anything or want something for dinner, just let me know. But no tan tan noodles today, okay? I found a tan tan noodle bag in the trash, so you had it the last two days, right? I don’t want to be a nag, but I’m saying this for your health, so I’m being strict about it!”
“Su-uuuuuuuuuu… sigh…”
I got a little scared, and my heart tightened. Is this also “heart-throbbing”? It felt like a remote-controlled heart massage.
I’m happy that she understands me, but her deduction skills are a bit too sharp. Even though I’m being pampered by this beautiful girl, I feel like a criminal being cornered by a detective. I wonder why…
“Tatsuya-kun, is something wrong?”
“Oh, no, it’s nothing. Thanks, Yura-chan, this really helps.”
“Hehe, I’m just doing what I want to do. You don’t need to thank me. But… you’re welcome.”
Yura-chan said with a radiant smile. Her beauty was so off the charts, I didn’t know what to do.
Now that I think about it calmly, having such a cute girl do all these nice things for me is nothing but pure happiness. That’s right, it has to be.
“Well then, I’ll head out.”
“Yes, take care. Be careful.”
After eating the most delicious breakfast, putting on a perfectly clean uniform, and forcing myself to accept the situation, I headed out for school.
