Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

"I want to come in..."

"Huh? Why are you suddenly......"

"I have something important to tell Nanami."

The roles were reversed.

The person who appeared outside the bathroom door was Arisu-san, but one thing that had not changed from before was that Arisu-san still had the initiative in this matter.

Nanami realized this and slightly changed her position in the bathtub, and the splashing water broke the quiet atmosphere in the bathroom.

Well——even though it’s quite uncomfortable to face Arisu-san in this position, at least it won’t expose important parts of my body.

This is the first time I face Arisu-san in this way.

"I'm in."

After Nanami took a deep breath.

The bathroom door was gently opened.

With the sound of the door closing echoing in the bathroom and the footsteps getting closer, even without turning around, I can tell that Arisu-san is now behind me.

Nanami Furu's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the saliva secreted from his mouth was swallowed again.

"Arisu... came in without permission."

"I've got Nanami's permission."

Arisu Sato stroked Nanami's back with both hands.

The slightly trembling fingertips seemed to be trying hard to endure something.

"Eh? Did you get my permission? I remember you didn't say anything like 'Arisu-san can come in' or 'Okay'?"

"Idiot, if you wanted to reject Nanami you would have said it directly instead of saying a bunch of irrelevant words."

Arisu's nimble fingers began to move around on his back.

Finally it stops at the waist.

Leaning forward, the soft touch made Nanami suddenly realize something.

"Arisu doesn't seem to have anything on him right now..."

"I'm just wearing a bra and panties."

"Ahem... Can I ask you briefly, what is the purpose of Arisu coming here?"

"Is Nanami telling me to leave?"

Stupid Arisu! You don't understand how irresistible it is for a boy to have your body suddenly close to him at a moment like this!

Nanami bit her lower lip.

I wanted to divert my attention, but the intimate scenes with Arisu kept flashing through my mind like a movie reel.

I know that if I continue, my body will develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Nanami looked at Arisu's hands wrapped around her waist with some confusion.

Only twenty centimeters away from the vital parts.

If he moves his body carelessly, Arisu can intuitively feel the degree of torture a man faces when a beautiful girl wearing only underwear throws herself into his arms.

"No...it has nothing to do with the order to expel you. I just want to understand why Arisu suddenly came in, right?"

Realize that physical changes are developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Nanami's voice began to tremble.

"Yeah, about the yukata thing."

"bathrobe?"

Nanami's thoughts paused for a moment.

Yukata——

Indeed.

If you want to attend a fireworks festival wearing only a suit, it would be too conspicuous compared to everyone else.

"Oh, it's a yukata."

With her attention diverted, Nanami's expression was no longer as embarrassed as before.

Arisu-san's thoughts are indeed quite comprehensive.

This is the kind of thing that the other party won't notice at all unless they remind you.

"I'm planning on going home, um... because everything I need for the fireworks festival is at home."

Arisu-san's grip on my waist intensifies.

With a slightly trembling body, at this moment, even the dullest person can understand the true desires in the other person's heart.

"Well, I'll go with Arisu then."

Arisu, who concealed Mr. Aragaki's illness and was completely ignorant of everything, still looked at her biological father with disgust.

Knowing this, Nanami's face turned serious.

Is this really good?

In order not to affect Arisu's life after his death, Mr. Aragaki, as a father, had to take this approach. It can be clearly felt that Mr. Aragaki must have been in great pain in his heart to make such a decision.

In order to make his disappearance seem natural, and even make Arisu feel lucky after he disappears.

Is it really okay to choose to bear everything alone?

"Well, I don't want to face that annoying guy. It would be fine if Nanami is with me."

"What a nasty guy... Arisu... Actually..."

"actually?"

"Actually...Mr. Aragaki..."

Unable to speak.

Mr. Aragaki was determined to go to such lengths...

As a third party, you cannot make decisions for the other party based on your instinctive thoughts.

Know this clearly.

Nanami dropped her cheeks.

"No, it's nothing."

The hands that were resting on the waist were gently released at this time.

Arisu leaned closer, his breath brushing against her ear, and the clearly felt warmth made Nanami nervous.

"Nanaha said before that you don't like lies, right?"

"So - don't try to lie to me. I can smell a lie."

Chapter 81: Ways of Comfort (The book circle has updated the women's version and will be available at the beginning of next month)

The time to go to Arisu's house to buy a yukata was set for Wednesday.

It’s three days before the fireworks festival in Adachi City.

Time is running out——

Nanami Fumito closed his eyes.

Before my eyes was the outline of a bedroom shrouded in darkness.

I could hear the faint breathing of Arisu-san.

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I didn't sleep until I woke up naturally, and the alarm clock didn't ring suddenly to wake my body.

As my consciousness was hazy, the sound of faint sobs echoed in my ears.

Is it a dream?

Such a clear dream.

As if it really happened.

This was Nanami's intuition.

——I could clearly hear the subtle differences in the crying, pauses, sometimes stopping, and sometimes starting to sob continuously as if I couldn't control my emotions.

It was so real that it didn't feel like a dream at all.

When she realized this, Nanami opened her eyes.

The bedroom was still shrouded in darkness.

It was pitch black all around, and only a faint light could be seen shining through the curtains into the bedroom.

She reached out for the phone placed under the pillow. When the screen lit up, the dazzling light made Nanami squint her eyes.

It's three o'clock sharp in the morning.

Wake up so early.

It was a dream——

Just as Nanami Fumito closed his eyes again.

Echoing in the bedroom, the sound of sobbing, more obvious than in the 'dream', echoed in my ears.

The intermittent sounds seemed to confirm that the crying sound in my mind was not a dream.

It is a real reality.

"Arisu..."

Nanami turned around out of habit and looked at Arisu who was lying beside her.