Nanami smiled with complicated meaning.

This guy......

Don't push your luck.

"Tsk, for a stinky office worker like you who never leaves the house, the only thing you can cook is probably something as simple as rice balls, right? The reason I said I like rice balls is just because I'm afraid of hurting the self-confidence of office workers."

——Facing Arisu-san who has a triumphant expression on her face.

The smile on Nanami's face remained unchanged.

“No, although Arisu-san’s description of me as a ‘stinky office worker who never leaves the house’ is certainly not a problem, it makes people angry, but, yeah, I know a lot of dishes.”

For Nanami, who used to be the head chef at a ramen restaurant, her favorite thing on weekdays is to prepare various complicated dishes.

The feeling of pride you get from seeing simple ingredients come to life is irreplaceable.

"Oh, if office workers can cook everything, they can make pork chop rice for lunch."

After saying this seemingly insignificant sentence, Arisu walked into the bathroom and squatted down in front of the wooden basin that had been prepared in advance.

In front of me were two wooden basins filled with different clothes.

One of them contained her underwear that she had changed out of last night, and the other contained the unwashed underwear and ties of an office worker.

Living in someone else's home, I no longer have any choice in what I do.

If you don't want to cause dislike to the "office worker" in your future life, it is very necessary to wash his clothes for him.

Pouring fabric softener into the basin, Arisu lifted up his sleeves slightly and then focused all his attention on 'washing clothes'.

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distance......

It's a little bit worse.

After taking off his shoes and standing on the wooden chair prepared in advance, Arisu looked up - his right hand holding the hanger was always a distance away from the rope above his head that he could not reach.

In the homes of "office workers", you don't see things like clothes rails.

Due to the fixed height factor, the only way left is -

Arisu turned around and looked directly at Nanami who was at the entrance.

"Hey, Nanami, help me out a bit."

Hearing someone calling out "na na mi", Nanami Fumito turned in disbelief and looked at Arisu-san who was sitting on the balcony with a serious expression.

Quite incredible.

Arisu-san didn't even address me as 'salaryman'.

"Anyway... it's still some distance away. Why don't working people have clothes rails at home?"

It's another familiar office worker...

"Because I can reach it even without having to, after all, I can use a chair."

"...Oh, then I'll leave it to you, the office worker."

Arisu frowned and was about to get off the chair when her right foot, which had been standing on tiptoe for a long time, began to weaken under the heavy load. Just as she realized that her body had lost balance and made a sound of "Ah", her body had already tilted uncontrollably to the other side.

only--

The imagined intense pain did not come.

Instead, there was a slightly soft touch coming from the forehead.

"Ah—that was a close call."

"Arisu-san almost fell to the ground."

Slowly opened my eyes amid the ringing in my ears.

What came into view was the face of the 'office worker', which did not seem unpleasant when observed from a close distance.

Chapter 8 Arisu-san, I forgot to bring my bra

[If physical contact occurs now, the probability of the other party getting angry is zero percent]

Looking at the transparent window that appeared above Arisu's head, the scene happening before my eyes perfectly verified the contents inside.

——Arisu-san’s cheeks are slightly red, her hips and waist are supported by both hands, and her facial expression is completely frozen. No matter how you look at it, she doesn’t look like she’s angry.

"It's only the second floor, but it would be very dangerous if Arisu-san fell from there."

Nanami Fumito smiled at Arisu Sato, whose expression was stiff, and glanced at the blue 'Cinnamon Dog' hanging on his shoulder.

Really.

Arisu-san is a little too careless.

"Put...put me down, salaryman!"

As if she finally realized something, Arisu Sato struggled to raise her hands, and her legs began to kick nervously in the air.

So, after Nanami released her hands, she fell straight down, causing Arisu to hit her buttocks on the floor and immediately felt a sharp pain in her body.

He opened his eyes and looked at the face in front of him that showed an indifferent expression.

"You bastard! Why did you let go of my hand at this moment!?"

Looking at Arisu-san who was gritting her teeth and seemed ready to pounce on her at any moment, Nanami just pretended to be relaxed and put her right hand into her fluffy hair.

"Because--Arisu-san just said something like 'put me down', right? So I let go. What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"

before.

The face that showed a hint of mockery made Arisu immediately understand a crucial point.

This is a declaration of war.

About the blatant declaration of war on office workers.

She forced herself to stand up again and cast an extremely fierce look towards the 'office worker'. Just as Arisu was about to pass by her, Nanami slowly picked up the 'Cinnamon Dog' that had fallen on her shoulder.

"Arisu-san, you forgot to take your bra."

"what?"

Turning around, he began massaging his buttocks with his right hand, and his cheek twitched as Arisu put on an expression as if he was looking at a "mentally retarded person".

Is this guy an idiot?

He looked so serious, but in his hand he was holding something that was totally inconsistent with his serious expression.

After a moment's thought, Arisu leaned forward and looked towards Nanami.

"Office worker, do you want me to fall again? From the second floor to the first floor?"

"No, I don't have that thought."

“Then hang up your bra right now! Instead of holding up the girl’s underwear like a pervert and saying something like ‘Arisu-san, you forgot to take your bra’ like an idiot!”

After venting his inner dissatisfaction loudly, Arisu walked into the kitchen and twisted the snake's mouth to the maximum extent.

The sound of water splashing in my ears still failed to slow down the beating of my heart.

That rascal!

I was actually hugged by that kind of guy, and he shamelessly said such things!

It's the worst!

"Arisu-san, it's okay now."

Nanami Fumito, who was standing at the kitchen door, showed a surprised expression when he saw Arisu-san constantly pouring tap water on his cheeks.

"Oh - it looks like Arisu-san is really thirsty."

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Placing the heated sandwiches on the low table, Nanami Fumito looked at the tightly closed bathroom door. Arisu-san had been staying in the bathroom from the beginning, with no signs of coming out.

"Arisu-san, after finishing my sandwich I plan to go out and buy some necessities. If there is anything you need to buy, you can let me know in advance."

......

The air is eerily quiet.

Is that guy listening to me?

Nanami reluctantly stood up from her seat and came to the bathroom door. When she stretched out her right hand to knock on the door, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

What comes into view.

It was Arisu-san whose bangs were completely soaked by the tap water, with water droplets sliding down her cheeks to her jawline.

"...Hey, are you planning on blocking here forever?"

Seeing the 'office worker' looking at her with an idiotic expression, Arisu Sato showed a rather dissatisfied look on her face.

This guy......

It's really troublesome.

"Sorry, Arisu-san hasn't responded to my question, so I just wanted to come over and remind him."

"I'm planning to go out and buy some necessities for living together. Is there anything you need to buy, Arisu-san? Can you let me know in advance?"

This guy......

What's with all of a sudden putting on an air of reliability?

"Even if I explain it to you, you'll forget it in the end, right?"

Arisu looked at the 'salaryman' with a look of disbelief, and then pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "In that case, why don't you just let me go with you? Anyway, I won't let you pay alone."

"I think it's okay for me to pay alone. After all, Arisu is still a student, right? I'm a salaryman. I should be much richer than you in terms of money alone."

Nanami turned her body and looked directly at Arisu who had no intention of leaving.

"If you want to do that, it's up to you."

As he spoke, Arisu bent down and handed the washed and wrung-out bath towel and a few pairs of black socks placed in a wooden basin to the 'office worker'.

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