I'm in Tokyo, and I'm a professional boyfriend.

"Let's eat!"

"you-

"Aww!"

Seemingly disturbed from his afternoon nap, Inutaro, who had been huddled between Shino and Yui on the kotatsu, barked impatiently.

The cat's furry ears twitched, but its eyes remained closed, and it impatiently curled its body into a ball.

Humans are so foolish! They're making so much noise during the day, it's killing the cats!

"I'm telling you two," Shiina Iori said dejectedly, looking at the two arguing like children. "I already peeled the oranges, you could have just taken them yourselves."

"No way!" x2

The two, who had just been at odds with each other, suddenly spoke in unison and turned their anger towards Iori.

Iori, who had been defiant for less than three seconds, immediately shrank back, obediently wiping her hands and feeding the JK girl an orange.

Of the four family members, only little Yui is exceptionally well-behaved.

Because feeding her one petal at a time was too slow, she ate one bite at a time.

It's sweet and sour, and very appetizing.

"Speaking of which, does Shino have any plans after passing the nutritionist certification exam?"

Once things had calmed down a bit, Shiina Iori got down to business.

Last week, taking advantage of the last round of assessments in autumn, Shino passed the junior nutritionist certification exam. Since she was already very familiar with the practical content of the main assessment, as long as she memorized the theoretical knowledge, she was basically guaranteed to get the certificate.

The fact is also true,

Yesterday, the Nutritionist Association mailed her the certificate she had passed.

Originally, I wanted to run a store properly.

The textbook in the little fox's hand had now been replaced with a mystery novel by Keigo Higashino.

Because the content was quite profound, and I kept wanting to write down sentences, I only managed to flip through half of the book after three or four days, which was quite a lazy process.

"But after the temperature dropped, I suddenly didn't want to move."

"It must be Iori's fault."

As he said this, His Majesty Shino, who was once so diligent and hardworking that he was praised by residents who walked half the street and was known as the "Emperor of Working Hard," easily shifted the blame for his laziness and decadence onto Iori.

"Huh?!"

Surprisingly, despite their frequent disagreements, Nagisa and Yui are now on the same side as Sinon.

"Yes, yes!"

"Because of Iori's presence, everyone has become spoiled."

"Putting aside the facts, it was indeed Iori who was in the wrong..."

"Hey!'

Shiina Iori ate the orange she was going to give to Sinon in one bite, then grabbed the little foot that was about to wriggle in the back of her legs and said irritably, "You have to have a conscience when you talk!"

"How about we divide the weekly cleaning duties now?"

Sinon, Nagisa, and Yui all wilted at the same time, and without prior arrangement, they tucked their calves into the kotatsu and swayed back and forth.

"Let's forget about it."

"Next year, it'll be December in a few days, then January. Let's start making changes next year."

"That makes sense, Yui!"

"Really? My memory is excellent!"

"Don't take it so seriously, Iori."

Halfway through her sentence, Nagisa-chan's pen, which had been scratching on the paper, suddenly stopped, as if to remind her:

"Oh, right, Iori."

"Um?'

He ate another segment of orange.

"You haven't forgotten about the cultural festival, have you?" Miss JK continued writing with an air of nonchalance, trying to sound relaxed. "It's next week, don't forget to attend."

"What cultural festival?" Yui suddenly became interested, turning her little face from the table and her eyes shining brightly.

"That sounds interesting!" Senior Little Fox looked up from his book. "Yes, yes!"

"Oh dear, I didn't tell you guys..." Suddenly interrupted, Nagisa blushed slightly, forgetting her prepared lines, and turned her face away, saying, "Anyway... the class will be organizing some activities. Since it's the last one in high school, it should be quite fun."

"Iori, remember to come, don't forget."

"An event? What kind of program is Nagisa-chan going to participate in?" Shiina Iori was also a little curious.

However, in his memory, the landlady's best skills were probably the armbar and the self-sacrifice armbar in free fighting.

He had personally experienced both of these techniques and was highly skilled enough to quickly break a normal person's arm without causing pain.

"That's not it"

Miyahara Nagisa's face flushed slightly, but he stubbornly continued, "You'll find out when you get here."

Yes, yes.

Since Iori took Nagisa to visit [love-hotel] last time, and they almost got there, Nagisa seems to have become much more open-minded about clinical combat skills.

Even if Shino and Yui bring it up in front of her, she won't react as strongly as before.

She seems to exude a confident aura of "I can do it if I want to, but I refused" and "Iori is already my little tiger, but I don't plan to use her yet."

Although she didn't know how to evaluate it, Shiina Iori still stuffed another piece of rubber into her wallet, which already contained a piece of rubber.

As the autumn days grew colder, the distance between them grew ever closer.

Seemingly noticing Iori's pleased gaze towards Nagisa, the little fox-senpai, who had been reading at the table, narrowed her long, narrow eyes and suddenly stomped her foot.

"Uku-i! Shina?"

"Ah la la."

"Don't stuff random things in your pockets during the day."

"Iori's junior"

"..yes.'

Just glancing at Shiina Iori's pale face, Nagisa, sitting next to him, seemed to have suddenly read something. Her face flushed slightly as she lowered her head and pretended to continue writing in her workbook.

The Shiina family remains as harmonious as ever today.

"I like you!"

A clear, melodious, and loud voice rang out from the rented room.

Just hearing it gives you a sense of energy, like it's being shouted out.

However, there were some gaps between them, and each character seemed to be squeezed out of the throat as if being squeezed out like toothpaste, making it extremely difficult to breathe.

Chiho Aiba sat at a small table with a mirror opposite her. The phone screen on the table was still lit up, displaying the 'recording' interface.

After saying those words, Chiho stared at herself in the mirror for a while, as if imagining what it would be like to confess.

After a while, I hurriedly turned off the recording and then replayed the rehabilitation exercise for the 459th time.

Listening to the voice coming from the phone, even though she knew that the noise-reduced voice was not exactly the same as her own, Chiho still couldn't suppress the shyness in her heart.

The thought that she actually had the courage to say such things to Iori made her feel like the sky was falling. "Ugh~"

The girl rolled to her side, hugging the pillow at the head of the bed to cover her face, her ears turning bright red.

Since the day Iori was shot, just as Ms. Kasugano later said, through constant practice and repetition, she gradually regained a little bit of her ability to 'speak'.

However, due to the short recovery time and relatively crude training methods, Chiho can only say a few words so far.

It's still quite difficult to speak a sentence fluently.

Fortunately, it's still possible to repeat a sentence if you just want to.

Just like she did.

According to Ms. Kasugano's later statement, once a beginning is made, everything that follows will naturally follow.

This applies to language rehabilitation as well as emotional rehabilitation.

However, Chiho was always somewhat apprehensive.

Chiho Aiba has always been a very timid girl.

Because she lives alone in rented rooms, she paid out of her own pocket to replace the doors of each of her rented rooms with expensive and sturdy metal doors with multiple security systems.

Because she's afraid of being followed, she often looks behind her while walking.

Because I hate thunder, I always bury my head in the chest of the blood-vomiting sheep plushie on every thunderstorm day.

Because she was worried that she had encountered a jerk, she would clearly apologize and refuse to accept any kindness related to relationships before getting to know Iori.

Cautious, very careful.

However, after experiencing many things with Iori, she suddenly became bolder.

Or rather, it's not that she's become less cautious, but rather that, even though she's terrified, she wants to take a risk and do something she couldn't have done before.

Rolling around on the bed, letting the heat dissipate from her cheeks, Chiho sat up straight again, taking a deep breath.

"hiss

Then, turn on the recording.

She spoke rapidly, almost as if sprinting, trying her best to make the sentences formed by individual words sound coherent.

"Iori! Idiot! Fool! Womanizer!"

"I!'

I like you!

Once again, I was overwhelmed by the shame and embarrassment I had caused.