Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

Nanami Fumito adjusted his wrinkled tie and put on a nonchalant tone.

"Is it really okay to live with me? In Arisu-san's mind, I'm a pervert who stares at pretty girls all the time."

"...If you dare, just give it a try."

"Arisu-san is a delinquent... I'm a single man who is dangerous to beautiful girls, and yet you don't have any guard against me at all."

In response to this, Arisu's response was quite quick.

"Because office workers don't seem to be the kind of perverts who have the courage to commit illegal acts. In my opinion, office workers may have the same intention of peeping under the skirts of beautiful girls as perverts, but they will never take the opportunity to put their hands under the skirts of beautiful girls."

Nanami held her forehead with her palm and sighed helplessly.

But Arisu continued to talk non-stop as if he was selling a product.

"Of course, if the office worker is willing to take me in, I will do a little bit of what I can, such as cleaning, or cooking my specialty... Hey, you guys are not thinking of other things, are you?"

Once you provoke it, you can't get rid of it easily. It sticks to the soles of your feet like chewing gum. In the end, you can only get rid of the troublesome chewing gum stuck on the soles of your feet with your own hands.

——Now, Nanami is in such a situation.

It is the gum that chooses to bend down and solve the troublesome problem.

Or just choose to pretend nothing happened and keep moving forward.

What a hassle...

This thing called reality.

"Arisu-san, is there something you hate?"

Nanami Fumito, who was in a tangled state, asked a question that made people feel confused.

Although I don't know why this guy asked such a question, this sentence alone is full of "force majeure" to a certain extent.

"I hate liars. If someone important lies to me, I will definitely give that guy a beating in the most cruel way." Arisu Sato responded solemnly.

After getting the specific answer, a smile of relief suddenly appeared on Nanami Fumito's face.

"I see. I also hate liars. Arisu-san and I have something in common that we hate, so I guess our cohabitation life won't turn into anything troublesome."

"...Hey, salaryman, why did you make such a sudden decision?"

Arisu seemed to be surprised when he suddenly got the exact answer.

In response, Nanami calmly explained:

"Because Arisu-san seems to be easy to get along with...Also, please don't call me 'salaryman'. It's okay if you call me by my name instead of senpai..."

Nanami believes that the misunderstanding with Arisu-san is definitely more than just a coincidence.

Ok.

The life-changing "probability event" probably...will only have an impact after you make the decision to take the child in.

——If I don’t lend a helping hand next, the probability of my boring life being rewritten will be zero percent.

So, for Arisu-san, life is boring.

Based on this point, it is exactly the same as my own idea.

——A life that makes people feel extremely bored, but cannot be changed.

Chapter 4 Cohabitation Life

The apartment where Nanami Fumito lives is about an hour's subway ride from the company where he works.

Although it was already 10:40 when we arrived at the subway station, the Tokyo subway station closes at 12:30, so there was plenty of time left.

Bringing JK to a place like this at this time, probably, it is easy for people to think of words like "compensated dating".

It is not uncommon for office workers with sufficient assets to keep young JKs in today's Japanese society.

"Arisu-san, your true identity is actually a delinquent, right?"

Sitting in a seat close to the right side of the subway, Nanami Fumito turned his head and looked at Arisu Sato who was standing silently beside him.

Ever since the decision was made, Arisu-san has become silent.

Come to think of it.

Going to a strange man's house, for a beautiful girl like Arisu who is not very worldly-wise, the pressure she faces must be quite great.

"Bad...why do you think so?"

Arisu's cheek twitched clearly.

Was it because he was mistaken for a 'bad boy' that he felt dissatisfied?

"It's just a hunch. After all, it's not common to see a JK who can reach out and grab a grown man's tie."

"...That's just because the office workers are a little slow in responding."

"Office worker... Arisu-san really likes to call me that."

While feeling helpless about this, Nanami Furuto seemed to have noticed something inadvertently.

The part of Arisu-san's forehead that is hidden by her bangs.

There is a not obvious scar that has already healed.

"Arisu-san... do you often fight with others at school? I saw a scar on your forehead..."

Nanami Furuto expressed his doubts without any reservation.

In response to the office worker's question, Arisu's expression froze for a moment.

Seeing through her hesitation, Nanami hurriedly waved her hands and began to explain: "Well, I don't mean anything else. I just want to give Arisu some advice... After all, she is a girl, and it's not good to fight too hard."

what happened.

He was just facing a junior...the tension this guy brought to others was something Nanami Fumito had never experienced before.

That face, which seemed calm and even had particularly soft features, brought an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Oh."

Arisu's response was rather cold.

The light from the phone spread across her face. She stretched out her right hand and just as it touched her bangs, she suddenly realized something and retracted it again.

Noticing that Arisu didn't seem to be planning on speaking, Nanami, feeling bored, turned her gaze towards the two figures reflected in the opposite window.

There was a backpack-sized distance between him and Arisu's shoulders, but he had no intention of moving, perhaps subconsciously thinking that this was the safest distance.

Arisu, who is defenseless against strange men, would be treated unpredictably if she hadn't met me by chance.

Just relying on her resistance, she shouldn't pose any threat to an adult man.

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After the subway had been moving forward for quite a while, Nanami Fumito raised his left hand and looked at the specific time displayed on the dial.

Eleven forty.

It's quite late now.

"Hey, isn't it the suburbs just a little further ahead? Where on earth do you live, office worker?"

After seeing the subway arrive at the platform but the office workers still had no intention of getting off, Arisu Sato finally couldn't help but look at them with a resentful look.

"Well... the next stop is here."

Feeling the fatigue spreading throughout his body, Nanami Fumito stood up and walked towards the exit.

"...It's quite far."

As Arisu complained, the car door opened.

The apartment where Nanami Fumito lives is a '1DK' apartment with a total area of ​​about 15 square meters. It is considered quite luxurious for only one person to live in it.

Although it's not a big problem for two people to live together, it's just that... the extra person may only be able to choose the living room as a place to rest.

As for the bedroom...he wasn't going to give it up just yet.

click -

The subtle sound of the corridor lights suddenly turning on brought my thoughts back to reality.

Looking at the houseplate with "Nanami" in front of him, he suddenly reacted.

Oh, so we're home already?

"Office worker, did you lose your keys?"

Holding her schoolbag to her chest and with a complex expression on her face, Arisu Sato made a faint sound behind her.

This guy must be quite sleepy too.

"It's not lost, I just forgot where I put it."

"...you bastard."

"Ah—I found it."

After saying this playfully, the door in front of him was successfully opened.

Fumbling to turn on the light switch in front of the door, Nanami Fumito said "I'm back" to the living room filled with darkness.

As the fluorescent lights came on, the general outline of the room appeared before our eyes.

The washing machine is placed near the edge of the entrance, the toilet is on the left, and the bathroom is on the right. The balcony is at the end of the sight, and the only bedroom is located on the right side of the balcony sliding door.

The house was clean and tidy, as if it had been regularly maintained.

"Aren't you going to come in, Arisu-san?"

Placing the leather shoes she took off on the shoe cabinet, Nanami Fumito's smiling face seemed to indicate something like, "Arisu-san, you might be afraid of being alone with a strange man."

Faced with such a straightforward declaration of war, Arisu held his schoolbag to his chest with one hand and bent down to take off his shoes with the other hand.

There didn't seem to be anyone else in the house.

The tightly closed bedroom door had no intention of being opened, and the leather shoes placed on the shoe cabinet were all of the same size.

Just as expected.