Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

"It's really disgusting. The bath towel is full of the stench of men, but you don't know how to wash it. The socks are thrown into the sink at random. If I see it again next time, I will throw these things directly into the trash can!"

"The stench..."

After hearing Arisu-san's accusatory words, Nanami hesitated for a moment, then responded with a smile.

"By the way, the futon I spent the whole night with Arisu-san is full of the smell of 'stinky man'. Also, the glass you used was once used by me, and the tableware was also used by me before. Also, the bathtub you used for bathing is also..."

"Shut up! I'm so annoyed! Stupid office worker!"

Arisu Sato forcefully stuffed the towel and socks into her arms, interrupted the chattering of the "office worker" with a tough attitude, and then turned and walked towards the living room.

Looking at Arisu-san's departing back, Nanami Fumito's gaze subconsciously shifted towards the top of the other person's head.

What does all this represent?

Although Arisu-san looks quite angry, he actually has completely different thoughts in his mind.

——A surprising "probability event" appeared above Arisu's head.

There was still no change from a few minutes ago -

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

Chapter 9: Maybe Arisu-san likes his right hand more?

For Nanami Fumito, who has always been a loner, there has never been a moment like this.

——The surrounding scenery quickly passed by, and the light reflected from the tall buildings in the distance shone directly on the car window. Arisu Sato put her legs together and sat in the seat next to me without saying a word.

Enjoying such a peaceful moment with the beautiful girl, something that originally only happened in dreams is now happening in reality.

"As for Arisu-san, it should be difficult for you to find a boy you like."

Although Arisu attends one of the few "girls' high schools" in Tokyo, judging from the fact that she can easily grab the ties of adult men, perhaps most boys are not her type.

"Why did you suddenly mention this aspect?"

Arisu Sato turned her face to the side, and light poured in from the window at this moment.

The face of the 'office worker' is created to have a backlit effect.

The face was blocked by the sunlight so that only the rough outline could be seen.

Seeing Arisu narrowing her eyes slightly, Nanami explained in a calm tone.

"Because, Arisu-san doesn't look like the type of girl who would obey a boy's orders, and besides—"

"Besides what?"

"...No, nothing."

Boring guy.

While thinking this, the train moving forward had already left the range of sunlight refraction.

After a brief moment of dazzle, the 'office worker's' face became clear again.

"Aren't office workers going to have girlfriends?"

——Turning his attention away from the profile of the ‘salaryman’, Arisu looked towards the empty seat opposite.

In response to Arisu's question, Nanami showed a very serious expression.

He has never been very good at interacting with the opposite sex.

No, that's not right.

Rather than saying that I am not good at communicating with the opposite sex, it would be more accurate to describe it as "communicating with others seems to be my weak point."

——Not just when facing the opposite sex.

Even when facing his seniors, he would speak subconsciously without leaving any room for others, which made communication quite difficult.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that he, after working diligently in the company for a year, has only been relegated to being an ordinary employee.

"Because I find it difficult to communicate with others, I have no plans to date a girlfriend at the moment."

After careful consideration, Nanami looked at Arisu Sato with a smile.

In the few seconds after their eyes met, Arisu showed a disapproving expression.

"Oh, that's right. After all, Salaryman doesn't look like the type of person who would actively please a girl. For someone as slow-witted as Salaryman, it wouldn't be surprising if he spends his whole life with his right hand."

Facing Arisu's words that sounded like a declaration of war.

Nanami's expression didn't change much, she just frowned, as if she was in deep thought.

"That may be the case - but speaking of my right hand, I feel that both my left and right hands are very useful to me... Perhaps Arisu prefers using his right hand?"

“…Huh? You…what are you talking about!”

Nanami said this but there was no expression on her face.

This guy! How on earth did he do this?

——Just when Arisu was extremely confused about this, Nanami just responded in a calm tone.

"Well - I'm just discussing the dominant hand for cooking. Although the right hand is more flexible than the left hand, the seemingly insignificant left hand actually plays a very important role, such as holding a frying pan and fixing it when cutting vegetables."

......

Cooking——

It turns out that this guy only thought of this aspect.

Really.

For a long time afterwards, because of the misleading consequences of the left and right hand topic, Arisu Sato no longer paid attention to the "office workers" around her.

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The mechanical sound of the tram door opening echoed in the carriage.

I stood up from my seat and saw the platform with pedestrians coming and going.

"We've arrived, Arisu-san."

He touched Arisu Sato, who was leaning in her seat and had no reaction, with his fingers. Seeing that she still had no intention of waking up, Nanami Fumito held his breath and touched her cheek with his fingers again.

Perhaps because the most sensitive cheek was touched, Arisu-san woke up quite quickly this time.

"We've arrived at the station. By the way, why did Arisu-san fall asleep?"

Opening his heavy eyelids, he staggered to his feet and looked at Nanami's confused face. Arisu did not answer, but walked straight towards the open back door of the train.

As he watched the train gradually disappear from his sight, Arisu made a motion of wiping his eyes, and his lips slowly opened.

"Because I'm not used to sleeping on the floor, and it's my first time sleeping in a stranger's house."

Arisu yawned and stretched her limbs at the same time, a scene that seemed to appear in anime, which made Nanami's thoughts pause for a moment.

"So that's why, um - maybe it would be better if Arusha-san slept in the bedroom?"

Nanami's subconscious words made Arisu immediately turn his attention to him.

"I understand that the office worker wants to show some concern for me, but doesn't the office worker think that his intentions are a little too obvious when he suddenly asks me to sleep in the bedroom on the second day of living together?"

Seeing Arisu suddenly look serious, Nanami instantly realized that she might have misunderstood what she said.

So, when he waved his hand, he expressed his inner thoughts without reservation.

"No, I was just thinking that if Arisu-san doesn't mind, maybe we could try taking turns sleeping in the bedroom for a week, and then switch places—"

"What do you think, Arisu-san?"

Since both parties are already roommates, and some of the housework done by Arisu also provides considerable help to me.

Facing the current predicament faced by Arisu——

Nanami wasn't going to turn a blind eye.

Since you are roommates, you should care more about each other.

In addition-

Now, there is another aspect that surprised Nanami Fumito.

——My eyes stayed on the "Probability Event" that was refreshed again above Arisu-san's head.

[If I touch her breasts now, there is a 99% chance that she will get angry]

Ninety-nine percent...

What about that one percent?

After imagining various possibilities in his mind, Nanami really couldn't figure out how to find that one percent probability.

Of course, it wasn't because he wanted to do a "breast-grabbing" action.

I'm just simply curious about how the 1% chance of survival can be achieved.

Chapter 10 People Who Care About Themselves

"Isn't it over yet, that guy..."

Located in front of the Don Quijote convenience store where people frequently come and go.

At this moment, fifteen minutes have passed since the "office worker" walked in.

Looking at the time that was particularly noticeable on the mobile phone screen, Arisu Sato suddenly felt something in her heart.

That guy, could he have forgotten that I was still waiting for him here?

Or maybe, he had actually long considered himself as a burden that could be discarded at will, and the reason he asked her to stay at the door was just to take the opportunity to get rid of the troublesome guy.

Thinking of this uneasy point, Arisu slowly squatted down and hugged his knees with both hands.

Just when she was feeling frustrated about this—

The sudden appearance of black leather shoes and brown trouser legs in front of her made her suddenly realize something.

"Arisu-san, sorry for the wait. There were so many people here that it took a little longer."

When Arisu Sato raised her face, she saw a pair of deep purple eyes that were actually misty. Nanami Fumito suddenly had the illusion that he was still dreaming.