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

"Umma! What's this, it's a gigantic horse! I don't eat Yoshida's this kind of thing every day? I'm a happy cho?"

Words fly like a machine gun.

Asami naturally stayed in the room after I came home, and while Sayu was making dinner, she dug in the roots and dug out her questions about me and Sayu.

Honestly, I'm not good at lying. It was quite a mental burden to keep talking while setting up that I had been around the neighborhood since I was little, and it was also hard to keep up with Asami's talk tension.

Sayu cooked a strange dinner for three and now surrounds it. Honestly, there is a sense of oppression when three people are in the room. It is a room that is supposed to live alone. It was easy to spend alone, but when I was two or three, I suddenly felt the room was small.

Do you know my heart, or don't know, Asami said to Nohetsu.

"Tsuka, Yoshida's room, fucking narrow"

"If you return, it will be wider as it is."

"Now"

"After eating, go home"

Asami laughed and shook the sautéed fried vegetables. And chew deliciously.

"But I really like this shit narrow feeling."

"Don't call the fucking narrow."

"No, my house is so wide! It's too wide and scary."

"I'm proud of you ..."

It was almost at the same time that I put a bit of white rice into my mouth with a bitter smile and a little shadow on Asami's expression.

"I'm not proud of it."

His mouth was laughing, but his eyes flickered some darkness. I think it's done. It seems that landmines were buried in unexpected places. I don't have the courage to touch the parts of my opponent that I don't want to touch.

"The house is near?"

Well, divert the topic.

Asami also changed her expression and shook her head many times.

"Yeah! It's about 10 minutes walking and you'll get there.

"I don't want to do anything else"

Sayuu, who was silently listening to the conversation between me and Asami, smiled. When she suddenly wondered what she was doing, she saw her tightly and shook her shoulders, alternating between me and Asami.

"I'm just too familiar to see you."

"Huh?"

"Well, Yoshida and my house are already soulmates."

Do you understand the meaning of soul mate and use it? No, I don't know.

Asami's remarkable remarks made me bitter and Sayuu laughed brilliantly. When I just came home, Sayuu seemed to be quite nervous about Asami, but now I felt that the tension was gradually getting loose.

"Speaking of which, today's miso soup"

When Sayu began to speak, saying "A", Sayu's smartphone violently vibrated on the desk. Loud vibrations echoed in the room and everyone shook their shoulders.

"It's crazy"

Asami was sick.

Apparently it was a call. Sha Yu confirmed the caller and showed a bit of tension.

"It's a manager.

"Oh, Tencho. Maybe it's a shift."

"I'm sorry, come out"

Sayu rushed to the entrance with his mobile phone, and went out of the house wearing shoes. It's not a private story, so it's okay to do it in the house as much as a phone call, but that kind of thing seems to be overwhelming.

I was alone with Asami.

It's no exaggeration to say that while Sayu was cooking alone, it was no exaggeration to say that it was quite different from being "real" alone and being "actual" alone. I thought. I heard that Asami was the same age as Sayu, and was a senior in high school.

I thought when Sayu had just arrived, but the situation was when I was alone with a high school student I had just met.

"Tencho, it's been a long time to start calling, so it may take a while."

Asami said so and put in white rice.

"Isn't it just the content of work?"

"Hmm"

When I asked, Asami turned his palms, muttering his mouth. It's a gesture of waiting a bit because you're biting. Mishima's face appeared in his brain. Hey, even high school girls don't talk while eating.

Asami opens her mouth after swallowing something in her mouth.

"Tencho, it's a type I miss you. I'll call you for work, but from the middle of it, it's a small talk. It's a long story. I'm really tired of it. ''

I was strangely uncomfortable with the word, “Tired”. I'm not using it wrong. The words resounded, however, in a way that deviated from her speech.

"While saying that, I'm doing it every time. It's kind."

"Because it's kawaii. I don't want to be that kind of lonely adult."

I thought it was pretty harsh.

Lonely adult. Surely, I guess that classification also applies.

"Than that"

Asami suddenly narrowed her eyes mischievously and said,

"What kind of relationship is it with Sayu Chaso?"

To that question, I tilted my head. I guess you asked while Sayu was making dinner.

"I told you earlier. I lived in my neighborhood ..."

"Oh, that's good."

Asami shook her hand, interrupting my words.

"Yoshida, I'm too bad to lie. It's already a lie.

"……seriously"

Even if I talked awkwardly, I was thinking that I really believed it because I was returning an over-reaction like "Hey!" Or "Uke!"

"Well, what about the old story with Sayu Chaso? I was just swimming around with Yoshida's eyes when I was doing. I was swimming and it was crazy.

I told her to roll it up and laughed that Asami was slamming.

I'm laughing at the analogy of world swimming. I think this is a very unique and interesting way of choosing words. Despite the casual feelings of thinking about that, I was as impatient as I was.

The lie had been lost. But what did you explain? I don't know how to cheat this place. To be honest, there is no way to talk about it without permission from Sayu.

"Look, look again."

Asami smiled and said,

"I can talk to Shojiki."

Cold sweat does not stop.

But I can't be silent forever.

"... with me, Sayu"

Swallow as if to cheat your tension.

I opened my mouth.