I Shaved. Then I Brought a High School Girl Home.

When I opened my eyes vaguely, there was a girl in underwear in front of me.

A little white skin that reflects the light of the sun lightly, and lovely pink underwear. The chest was rather large, and I could see the weight feeling tightly packed in the bra. In contrast to its weight, the waist was tight and the butt below it was lovely.

Why is a girl in underwear in my room.

With that in mind, I realized that this was a dream.

I've never seen a story about a girl with big breasts and a good style staying at home in underwear when I wake up, but only at midnight anime with a convenient development.

If it were a dream, it would be permissible to observe the girl in front of you. Nobody blame it.

The girl in front of me squirms and picks up what seems to be a “uniform” on the floor. At that time, the flesh of the thigh and the flesh of the chest shook. The sight was intriguing.

Suddenly, as I noticed my gaze, the girl looked back at me.

I thought for a moment, but I immediately thought back.

This is a dream. I just want to be dignified.

The girl smiled and opened her mouth after turning her face red for a moment.

"Mr. Yoshida. If you're awake, don't be silent and tell me."

"……Ah?"

It was a voice I had heard.

"Ah, it's not.

"Hmm ...?"

Gradually, consciousness awakened.

I know the girl in front of me.

"Oh ... what is Sayu?"

"Well, who did you think?"

"No ... I thought it was a dream"

I woke up on my bed and rubbed my eyes.

Sayu snorted, concealing only the upper body with her uniform in her hand.

"If it's a dream, I'll see my body cancer."

"So I didn't know you were"

I shook and watched the clock. The time was just past 10 am. Well, it's better to get up earlier for me on holidays.

"But, looking at a gun doesn't mean you're your favorite body."

"I was just dim. I'm gonna wear clothes."

When I said in a hurry, Sayu inflated his cheeks and wore a uniform over his head. The pants are still exposed before me.

"I'm lucky to see underwear in a schoolgirl!

"I want to see it in the morning.

Finally, Sayuu's punch flew in my words.

"Impo!"

"Hey! That's what you say and what's bad!"

"Because it's least good to look at your underwear and have no" sorry "or" thank you "!"

"Thank you!"

I get up and engross in the early grab.

However.

Well, what is it?

I thought it was kind of a thin type.

"It's really impossible, Yoshida-san"

"I'm asleep. Or maybe it's bad to change clothes in that kind of place."

"I don't always get up at that time."

Although she is nervous and sullen, she prepared breakfast for two people.

I laugh while cracking the egg yolk.

No, I don't think it was bad to say "Sorry" in the first voice. However, isn't it difficult to say that you can do it right away with a dull head when you wake up? I'm in trouble if I expect that wit.

"I'm really interested only in older Busty sisters."

"That's why I say that many times. Don't feel weird. Don't worry."

"I trust in that area, but it makes me sick."

SaYu swelled and patted the white rice.

What can be frustrating? I think that the fact that a man living in the house doesn't have any sexual interest in himself seems to be "safe" and good.

I can't keep up with the thoughts of high school girls.

Slurp the miso soup while tilting the neck.

"Delicious ..."

In a whisper, Sayu glanced at him.

"really?"

"I like this kind of saltiness."

, Sayuu's expression becomes brighter.

Easy to understand guy.

"Then I'll make this much tomorrow!"

"Please do it."

Sayuu hummed and hummed, sipped his miso soup and nodded.

The speed of mood change is as high as the weather on the mountain. It's pretty cute that the expression changes around, but it's a bit tired to suddenly get better or worse.

Well, I think it was bad for me to get up.

Although she wasn't interested, she saw her underwear in a high school girl.

I came up with a question.

"Well, are you okay with your underwear?"

"Nu"

To my question, Sayu turned her eyes and tilted her head.

"What's OK?"

"No, I was just enough. I only had one piece of clothing or uniform. I couldn't wear underwear for days."

So far, Sayuu finally understood the meaning and shook his shoulders.

"As expected, I bring my underwear for a few days."

"That's right ..."

"And I've got a few more since I went on a journey."

I react to Sayu's words.

"What does that mean?"

"Hmm ... there were people who bought me."

Sayuu said that he was afraid, but my expression was cloudy.

"... Do you still use it?"

"Yeah, that's okay.

Sayu separated the words there and squeezed around the back of her neck.

Laughing with a spatula and continuing words.

"I don't use one but only one."

"why"

"Ah"

Sayu dyed her cheeks a little and muttered.

"Isn't it ... it's not very functional underwear for everyday use?"

"... it's a hole from the beginning or something like that."

"... that's it."

I sigh, of course.

Separately, Sayuu is not my lover, and I know she has no right to speak about it.

I felt a strong disgust simply because of the belongings that a man who used Sa Yu easily, conveniently, and sexually gave her.

"Let's throw it away."

"Yeah, but ... I got it."

"Don't throw it out!

I hurried and swallowed the words, telling me to kick me out.

Looking at SaYu, she stared at me astonished.

"I'm sorry ... it just got hot. Don't worry."

"Do you hate it unless you throw it away?"

Sayu tilted her head and looked at me.

I shake my head.

"I don't hate it. I can like it."

"But"

Sayu squinted and asked me in a small voice.

"If you do, do you hate Yoshida?"

On that question, I bit my lower lip. The evil feeling swirling in the chest is seeking an exit. The feeling of not having to say it and the feeling of wanting to say it were conflicting.

It doesn't matter. If you like yourself.

There is no room for my will in her choices and actions. I have no intention of making her a convenient presence.

I just need to be there. I don't want any more. I decided so.

That's it.

"... Oh, I hate it.

I said so sadly, with a voice deep in my throat.

"I'll throw it away."

Sayu immediately said so and smiled.

My smile tightens my chest.

"Good. You don't need to hear my opinion. I like Sayu ..."

"If you dislike Yoshida, throw it away."

Sayu interrupted my words and smiled.

"Everything in my life is made up of Mr. Yoshida, so that's why."

"You don't have to worry about that. Just live as you like."

"I don't care about Yoshida-san."

I look up and look at her face because Sayu is so clear. In front of her eyes was Sayu, who had a soft smile instead of her usual loose smile.

"Mr. Yoshida looks so painful, so I wanted to throw it away."

"Isn't that after all that you care?"

"It's so different. I want to do it."

Sayu stood up and caught a bag of his clothes. Then, I took out a few underwear and put them in the trash.

"Hey, clean"

Sayu smiled and looked at me.

"Mr. Yoshida is also neat?"

The pure smile makes me feel like I can't say anything. However, she was a little exhilarating when she put her underwear in the trash.

Probably, the men who gave this to Sayu have long forgotten about Sayu. But Sayu is different. Surely, every time you wear it, you remember that guy.

I bit my lips.

Then he breathed in through his nose and saw Sayu.

Make your best smile.

"Oh, it was clean."

"That was good, it was good."

Sayu nodded and sat back at the table.

After all, I think that I was concerned.

Sayu is very sensitive to the complexion of others. It is natural that the future will be difficult to do if you leave your cohabitation with your cohabitants.

I knew I didn't want to narrow her options. Apparently, every time her accommodation flickered before coming here, my heart stood up.

I feel sick of my narrowness.

"Miso soup, let's cool down."

Sayuu tells me that my consciousness returns to the meal at once.

"What a face, Yoshida-san"

Sayu smiled and said,

"It's not Yoshida-san who cares too much."

Sayu grabbed Winner with chopsticks and threw it into her mouth.

And he glanced at me.

"I'm so worried about throwing out my underwear."

Sayu separated the words there.

I can hear the sound of saliva.

"Yoshida-san should buy it."

And Sayuu said something he would never say otherwise.

Sigh.

Really, this guy.

"Oh, yeah. Let's do it."

I smiled and replied.

I think it's really sad.

No matter how old I was, my weakness seemed to be a barrel for Sayu.

She knew how comfortable she was to be asking me to buy me.

However, "refrain" in her exceeded it.

But this time, she has overcome the strong emotional restraint of "refrain" for me.

Completely defeated.

"Now, buy a new one."

When I told him to throw it and sipped the miso soup, Sayu laughed.

"Will Mr. Yoshida choose?"

"That's why I hate it because I can only see it as a helping relationship."

"Oh, that's good, it's actually different."

"If you take a job, you and I will be out."

Speak lightly and return to your usual meal.

I need to be more secure.

One person thought while biting white rice with his back teeth.

There's probably not much I can do for Sayu. That is why we must do each one carefully.

She puts her here under such a "nominal name", saying "strike the guts".

Duties must be fulfilled.

I thought it was the only bond that kept her and me together.

"New underwear? What color do you think is good?"

"Dunno"

"Is it black? Isn't it mature?"

"Because the material is not mature"

"What a terrible thing"

I suddenly look at the trash while hearing Sayuu laugh.

The underwear plunged into messy, slightly protruding from the end.

Underwear in red, with clearly less fabric area.

For such things, Sayu.

I bit my back teeth.

If the man appears in front of him, he wants to hit one shot without hesitation.

I feel really bad.

But at the same time I think a little.

Imagine Sayu wearing that underwear ...

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yoshida"

"Oh no, anything"

I coughed away, looking away from Sa Yun's head.

I was just a little surprised.