Anime Crossover: My Online Romance is Megumi Kato

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Afterwards, the two took a tram to a supermarket near the apartment to buy groceries.

Little did anyone know that once Kasumigaoka Utaha entered this place, it was as if she had broken free of some kind of restraint. She grabbed a shopping cart and started sweeping around, with Kijima Yuta helplessly following behind her.

"Senior, haven't you ever been to a supermarket before?"

Seeing Utaha grab another bag of potato chips and stuff it into the shopping cart, Kijima Yuta looked at her with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Huh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha carefully picked out her favorite items. "I usually shop with my mom, I rarely shop alone."

She grabbed another flavor of potato chips and put it in the shopping cart. Kasumigaoka Utaha turned to look at Kijima Yuta and said lazily, "What, as a light novel author like me, don't you also like staying at home?"

Yuta Kijima gave a slight twitch of his lips and shook his head, saying, "I'm different from you. At least I still have to go out to buy groceries often."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked over, her expression clearly showing her lack of understanding. "That's why I think we should move in together and properly correct your flawed thinking."

Yuta Kijima: "Never mind then, I think I'm living a pretty good life now."

Afterwards, he accompanied Kasumigaoka Utaha as they strolled around the shopping mall until he felt it was about time, at which point he said, "Senpai, that's about enough, or there won't be any space left to put the vegetables."

“Hmm…that’s true.” Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated for a moment before nodding and saying, “Then let’s go out and do some proper shopping next time.”

Yuta Kijima didn't say anything; he really didn't want to invite you to his house alone again next time.

"Come with me now, senior. Is there anything you'd like to eat?"

“I like anything my junior makes,” Kasumigaoka Utaha said casually as she followed behind Kijima Yuta.

Yuta Kijima nodded, saying that as long as the child isn't a picky eater, they're easy to raise.

While picking out vegetables, Yuta Kijima glanced at his quiet senior and couldn't help but ask the question that had been on his mind: "Why do you want to share an apartment with me, senior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha acted as if she were visiting the fresh produce section for the first time, staring at one vegetable after another, which made the nearby shop assistants blush and stare at her. It seemed that as long as her senior needed help, they would rush over immediately.

Hearing Yuta Kijima's question, she looked away, crossed her arms, and said softly, "Well... my main goal is to live alone, but my mom and the others don't agree, so I thought of my junior."

"Besides, my junior cooks really well, so we can discuss the plot of light novels directly in the future. Wouldn't that be great?"

“But you…” Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Kijima Yuta with a reproach: “Even if you have money now, you don’t have to be so decisive in rejecting me. After all, I’m still a beautiful girl, right?”

"..."

His argument was well-reasoned and supported by evidence, leaving Yuta Kijima completely speechless.

Seeing her junior fall silent again, Kasumigaoka Utaha scoffed and turned her attention back to the vegetables whose names she didn't know.

Chapter 222 Stealing Wine

Yuta Kijima and his senior bought a bunch of groceries at the supermarket, and now that they're out, they naturally want to fill up their empty refrigerator at home.

Step out of the shopping mall.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, carrying a large bag, said lifelessly, "Junior, I can't go on anymore, these things are too heavy."

His words drew the attention of the guests coming and going.

Yuta Kijima glanced down at the bags in his hands, then looked at his senior who was still acting, and said seriously, "Let's switch. You carry these two bags I'm holding."

You're holding snacks you bought yourself; they don't weigh much at all, yet you're still putting on an act...

Kasumigaoka Utaha puffed out her cheeks, looking irresistibly cute, and said, "Junior, you really have no gentlemanly manners at all."

"Yes Yes!"

Yuta Kijima responded nonchalantly.

……

For the rest of the journey, Kasumigaoka Utaha carried the umbrella, as Kijima Yuta was too busy to hold it himself.

Fortunately, the senior student was tall and slender, and she could easily block the two of them by raising her hand a little.

However, what Kijima Yuta didn't notice was that throughout the rest of the journey, Kasumigaoka Utaha kept tilting her umbrella slightly towards him, while his side was constantly being hit by raindrops.

It wasn't until the two entered the elevator that Yuta Kijima put down the bag he was carrying and looked down, only then did he notice that his senior's shoulder was completely soaked.

Kasumigaoka Utaha noticed Kijima Yuta's gaze, and nonchalantly touched her wet spot, saying, "It's okay, I'm in good health, getting a little rainy is no problem at all."

Kijima Yuta looked at her helplessly. Didn't he know what kind of physical condition his senior had?

As a light novel author who stays at home all year round, if we're talking about physical fitness, it's only about the same as two Eriris.

However, since it had already happened, Yuta Kijima naturally wouldn't say anything to his senior, especially since she got wet while trying to protect herself.

"I'll get you some medicine when we get back later."

"Junior, you even know about this kind of knowledge?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked in surprise.

Yuta Kijima nodded: "It's better to know a little bit about these things when you live alone, otherwise you won't have anyone to help you when you get sick."

Kasumigaoka Utaha pursed her lips. This was indeed one of the difficulties of living alone, and at this moment, her resolve grew stronger.

Living alone is really too difficult; you need someone else to make it work.

Upon entering the room, Yuta Kijima first put down the ingredients he was carrying, then turned around and found a hairdryer, handing it to his senior.

"You should dry your wet clothes first."

Kasumigaoka Utaha, sitting on the sofa, was feeling a bit unwell. She hadn't felt anything while walking, but now that she was sitting down, she could feel her wet clothes clinging to her skin.

"Junior, can I take a shower in your bathroom? My clothes are all wet, and it would take a long time to use a hairdryer..." Kasumigaoka Utaha put the hairdryer aside with a hint of disgust.

Yuta Kijima hesitated. It would be much better to take a shower at this time, but his senior was at his house. Was this something he could do casually?

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at her with her phoenix eyes and said with disappointment, "Seriously? You're not even willing to use your own bathroom?"

Yuta Kijima said expressionlessly, "That's not the reason. The key is that you won't have any clothes to change into after you finish washing up."

"I don't care, I got wet so you wouldn't get soaked anyway," Kasumigaoka Utaha tilted her head and said, feigning anger.

If I continue to refuse now, it would seem like the problem lies with me.

Having no other choice, Yuta Kijima turned around and went into the room. After rummaging through the drawers and cabinets, he came out with a set of his own clothes.

“I haven’t worn these clothes in a long time… You can put the clothes you take off in the dryer outside the bathroom later.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha took the clothes and lazily walked towards the bathroom. "Junior, don't peek, or my affection for you will decrease by 100. By the way, your current score is 60."

What the heck? When did I ever make it onto your leaderboard, and only get a passing grade?

"My score isn't going to be added up one point at a time, is it?" Yuta Kijima muttered to himself.

"It depends on the situation, of course."

……

With the bathroom door closed, Yuta Kijima didn't have time for that and went straight to the kitchen to start preparing today's meal.

Once everything was almost ready, we were just waiting for the senior student to come out so we could start eating.

At that moment, the bathroom door slowly opened, and Kasumigaoka Utaha fanned the escaping steam with one hand as she walked into the dining room. She saw Kijima Yuta sitting in a chair playing on his phone and nodded with satisfaction, saying, "Not bad, you haven't let me down."

"Actually, I was waiting behind the door to catch you. If I saw you, the police would be here right away."

Kijima Yuta: "..."

It seems you're no longer satisfied with just messing with me at your place; you're planning to do something even bigger in my own home.

He looked up speechlessly and saw the senior student who had just come out of the bathroom wearing the same sportswear he had worn before. It was a decent fit, because the clothes looked big on him due to his height, but they were just right for her figure.

"Go dry your hair first. I'll put the vegetables in the pot to cook, and they'll be ready to eat by the time your hair is dry," Yuta Kijima said, pointing to the hairdryer she had just placed on the sofa.

"Ah~" To everyone's surprise, Kasumigaoka Utaha had no intention of moving at all. She yawned and said, "I feel sleepy and want to go to sleep."

Yuta Kijima sighed, "Can you please stop acting here? Finish your meal, change your clothes, and go home."

"Sigh~ In the end, my junior is still so heartless." After saying that, Kasumigaoka Utaha got up and swayed towards the living room.

Yuta Kijima looked at his senior's figure with some doubt, frowned slightly, and muttered softly, "Really? Is her health that bad?"

He then followed his senior into the living room, and seeing her listlessly drying her hair, his worry deepened.

He went directly behind Kasumigaoka Utaha, took the hair dryer from her hand, and put it aside.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was focused on drying her hair when she suddenly felt the hairdryer being snatched from her hand, and she immediately turned her head angrily to look at it.

At this moment, her cheeks were flushed, as if she were drunk. If Kijima Yuta didn't know what had happened, an unsuspecting person would have thought that his senior had been secretly drinking in the bathroom.

Chapter 223 Yukinoshita, are you serious?

"Huh? Junior, your image quality is terrible. Why is there a double image?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked, her words mumbled as she looked at Kijima Yuta.

Yuta Kijima sighed.

Oh no, I really can't trust someone who's been staying home all year round.

He picked up the hairdryer and started drying his senior's hair. Otherwise, in her current state, if he had to let her do it herself, she would have just passed out.

Feeling Yuta Kijima begin to blow-dry her hair, Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her eyes slightly and said in a lazy tone, "I didn't expect you to be so sensible, junior."

Looking at his senior who was now as docile as a kitten, Kijima Yuta sighed slightly and complained, "Senior, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Well?"

"No, I feel fine right now, just a little sleepy, but I haven't eaten yet."

Yuta Kijima has confirmed that his senior really did catch a cold from being caught in the rain, and the worst part is that she got sick because of him. It's really troublesome.

He kept turning his senior's hair in his hands, and then dried it.

Yuta Kijima asked in a low voice, "Senior? Let's go back to our room first. I'll make you something light to eat later."

"Huh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha said, dissatisfied, "But I really want to eat sukiyaki."

She glared angrily at Yuta Kijima, her fair cheeks flushed, and her eyelids drooping as if she were about to fall asleep.

Seeing his senior in this state, Kijima Yuta had a headache. "I'll take you back to your room to sleep, and then I'll bring it to you. That way you can sleep whenever you want and eat whenever you want, how about that?"

Yuta Kijima coaxed his senior in a tone as if he were talking to a child.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Kijima Yuta and suddenly said, "No, I have to finish my sukiyaki before I go to sleep! What if you secretly finish all the sukiyaki later?!"

Yuta Kijima was on the verge of tears.

Oh no, the senior student has turned into a child.

She's still the kind of disobedient child; how am I supposed to discipline her?