Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

When hearing the very strange words said by the 'office worker', Arisu clearly noticed that the temperature of his cheeks was rising at an uncontrollable speed.

Stop joking!

"Idiot! Don't make up these insignificant facts without permission!"

After hearing what the 'office worker' said, all the things that I was just concerned about were immediately thrown out of the window.

Although it is indeed extremely embarrassing to be with this guy.

After all, the "office worker" who chooses to speak his inner thoughts without any consideration and without hiding anything seems to have never thought about what other people are thinking after saying those seemingly insignificant words.

But, that's exactly why.

Only when I look into the eyes of the "office workers" does my uneasy heart feel slightly relieved.

With such inner thoughts in mind, Arisu suddenly felt that the foul smell that only appeared on office workers was no longer as obvious as before on the "office workers".

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When the large portion of cooked pork cutlet rice was served on the table, Arisu Sato's eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of anticipation.

Even though it's unbelievable.

but--

[If you choose to attack her breasts now, the chance of her getting angry will be 80%]

The probability has decreased again.

What does this mean?

"Oh... that doesn't look bad."

Carefully examining the neatly arranged pork chop rice in the bowl, Arisu Sado put it close to her cheek and sniffed it gently.

The deep-fried pork cutlet wrapped in bread crumbs did not give off any "burnt" smell. On the contrary, the deep-fried pork cutlet evenly coated with sauce clearly had a certain degree of temptation.

"Although the lunch passed through the hands of a smelly office slave, I can be sure that I did not put some special drugs that can charm beautiful girls in the pork cutlet rice, so Arisu-san does not need to worry about this aspect at all."

Seeing that Arisu looked very cautious, Nanami Fumito smiled at him disapprovingly.

"I'm not worried about such boring aspects. Besides, office workers are only the kind of guys who want to peek at beautiful girls on the train, not the perverts who will actively put their hands on beautiful girls."

Arisu responded calmly and took a bite of the pork cutlet rice in the bowl.

The rich aroma of the pork chop mixed with seaweed quickly spreads in the mouth. The pork chop rice is so delicious that it is hard to just ignore it after tasting it.

"Arisu-san actually prefers pork cutlet rice."

Looking at Arisu Sato's surprised look, Nanami showed an expression as if she knew everything.

And after a short period of reaction.

Perhaps realizing that his reaction was too obvious, Arisu raised his head and stole a glance at the 'salaryman', then said in a nonchalant tone, "I just mentioned it by chance when I was thinking of pork cutlet rice. It has nothing to do with liking it."

"Oh - but Arisu-san is actually very happy, right?"

Even though they had only been together for less than a day, Nanami Fumito had already roughly figured out the specific principles by which Arisu-san acted.

Whenever I mention something that I'm concerned about, Arisu-san will do this, just like now—

In his opinion, it is no exaggeration to say that deliberately changing the original facial expression and deliberate behavior can backfire.

Arisu, who tried to hide his inner thoughts, accidentally revealed his inner thoughts.

"Whatever you say, I'm going to have lunch."

Arisu Sato, who was about to start eating, suddenly seemed to have thought of something crucial and pointed to the backpack behind the "office worker".

"Hey, help me get my school bag."

"Okay, I get it now."

Without hesitation, she held the backpack in her hand, and the weight inside made Nanami feel a little strained.

What did Arisu-san put in there?

Just when Nanami came up with this idea and handed over the backpack.

pat-

It seemed like something had fallen on the table.

Nanami Fumito lowered his head subconsciously.

——What appeared in the sight was a fruit knife with a faint light reflected on its surface, which looked extremely sharp.

Chapter 12: What is this strange feeling that cannot be described in words?

"Eh?"

Although the moment the fruit knife fell onto the table, Arisu Sato, who was sitting opposite her, reacted immediately and put the fruit knife aside as if nothing had happened.

However, considering that there was such a dangerous item as a fruit knife in the female JK's backpack, Nanami Fumito could not just ignore what happened.

Seeing Arisu taking the backpack with both hands, Nanami looked at the fruit knife placed beside her with a little uneasiness.

"I'm a little curious, Arisu-san...why do you carry something like this with you?"

Facing Nanami who had a serious expression.

Arisu did not respond directly, but just raised his head and glanced at the other person casually.

"It has nothing to do with office workers, and fruit knives are not prohibited by law."

"...That's true, but since we're roommates, I have to find out why Arisu-san carries a fruit knife with him."

After briefly expressing her inner thoughts, Nanami took the initiative to reach out for the fruit knife placed next to Arisu.

He picked up the fruit knife in the other person's surprised eyes, then stood up and walked straight to the bedroom.

When he came out again, there was no trace of the fruit knife in his hand.

......

This guy.

"Hey, why did you take it upon yourself to make the decision and take my personal belongings?"

Even though he knew the other party's purpose in taking the fruit knife away, Arisu's tone was still as tough as before.

"Because Arisu-san looks like the type of girl who would get into a fight with others, I took the dangerous item from Arisu-san for that very reason."

"Office workers are too nosy. If I want, chopsticks can also be used as sharp weapons."

As he said this, Arisu waved the chopsticks in his hand provocatively.

"No, this has nothing to do with the fruit knife."

Nanami still insisted on her opinion.

After all, it is my impression that many injury cases are turned from the original "controllable range" to "uncontrollable" inadvertently due to factors that have never been considered.

And in his opinion.

Fruit knife is one of the factors.

"Arisu-san, did you carry the knife with you for a fight?"

Nanami Fumito looked at Arisu Sato, who was sitting opposite him, with a rather stern look.

"No."

"...Then why do you carry this kind of thing with you?"

"Stop talking nonsense and give my things back to me."

"No, if Arisu-san doesn't plan to answer, I will never return the knife."

This guy--

Are you stupid?

Looking at Nanami, whose face seemed to convey an emotion like "no explanation", Arisu really couldn't think of how to describe this guy.

Obsessing over such insignificant aspects is like being an incurable drug addict.

Forget it.

Just explain this to this guy a little bit.

"It's a relic left by my mother. My father treated everything she left behind as garbage. The only thing that could be found was the fruit knife she often used to peel apples."

After saying a bunch of words, Arisu once again extended his right hand towards the 'salaryman'.

"Now, give it to me."

A few seconds after the air solidified——

Nanami stood up and looked at Arisu with a slightly apologetic look.

"Um, sorry, I haven't thought about that aspect."

"Nothing. It's not important anyway."

"......Feel sorry."

Nanami lowered his head and walked into the bedroom. When he came out again, the fruit knife was handed to him with both hands.

Taking the fruit knife, Arisu cut the larger pork chop on the plate into small pieces, and then mixed it with the rice.

Oh——So this is Arisu-san's purpose.

I like to eat smaller pieces of pork chops. Is it because they taste better when mixed with rice?

Nanami showed a slightly surprised look.

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After enjoying the pork chop rice, Nanami Fumito suddenly announced something very important.

"Arisu-san, if nothing goes wrong, we'll be moving next week. We've already chosen an address, which is relatively more convenient than this place."

"Moving? Why?"

Arisu Sato stopped washing the dishes and looked back at the 'office worker' who didn't seem to be joking at all.