After I Saved Kirigiri San, a Cool, Sharp-tongued Gyaru, From a Pick-up, She Started Coming Into My House the Next Day
“Seriously, fold your socks……this is still in the plastic bottle and you’ve already bought a new one, what in the world…”
“I’ll do that later…….”
“When is later?”
A few minutes after I started cleaning, Kirigiri’s insults started to cut deep into my heart.
As expected, no mercy.
I never thought I would have to let a girl classmate into my house like this. What would happen to me if this were to spread around the school? I was horrified at the thought, but I decided to concentrate on cleaning up for now.
“N-no, that’s not–”
“Gee. If you don’t even know, just throw it away.”
“Ah, yes.”
She didn’t even give me time to say anything back.
“By the way, what’s with this weird colored drink? It looks really bad for your health.”
“Oh, that’s an energy drink. It contains ginseng, which is good for you.”
“There is no way a colored drink like this is good for you. Ppoi.”
“Ah…….”
Kirigiri san poured the remaining energy drink down the sink and threw it in a garbage bag.
I went on to explain how delicious the energy drink was, but it didn’t seem to resonate with Kirigiri.
“Do you need this?”
Kirigiri asked, picking up a crumpled magazine that was lying on the floor.
It was a game magazine that I bought five years ago. I don’t buy them anymore because the Internet has made it so easy to find information.
“I don’t think I do. It’s been a long time since I bought it.”
“If you don’t need it, don’t put it on the floor and throw it away !”
“Yes……”
I could only nod in agreement.
After checking every single thing I didn’t need, Kirigiri tied up the magazines with a smooth motion.
I couldn’t help but be impressed by how quickly and efficiently she moved.
“For now, I’ve tied up all the magazines you don’t need. Just take them out yourself on garbage day.”
“Oh, okay.”
“After that, take the labels off the plastic bottles, wash them, and throw them away ! Also……”
The instructions from Kirigiri san fly in without time to rest. She seems to be very sensible.
I followed the instructions and peeled off the labels from the PET bottles.
“Kirigiri, you’re good at cleaning.”
I thought so when I saw Kirigiri’s lean movements and precise instructions.
I often hear that many women fancy things being neat, but is this really how it is?
“Not really….I just don’t like dirty rooms….it’s just that it feels better to be clean, doesn’t it?”
“Well, yeah.”
I often see Kirigiri from behind listening to lectures with a listless look on her face, so I’ve always thought to myself that maybe she had a lazy side to her, but when I see that she has this neat and tidy side to her, I think to myself that you shouldn’t judge people by their appearances.
“I mean, my back is really sore~~”
Kirigiri stretched her long, slender arms lazily and began to stretch them.
As expected, Kirigiri has a great figure. She has a slim waist, slender legs, and smooth, white skin that all the girls in her class envy. It’s common knowledge that someone with a good figure like this would also have small breasts, but Kirigiri’s are flawless, with curves in all the right places.
At that time, the smell of citrus perfume softly tickled my nose.
(Not good…..I’d better not get any weird vibes.)
I’ve never had a woman in my house before in my life, so I can’t help but be conscious of it.
What’s bothering me the most right now is Kirigiri’s miniskirt. It’s so short that if she crouches down it will be visible, and I’ve been having trouble knowing where to look for a while now.
“What’s wrong? You’ve been staring at me…..does my face has something on it?”
“Ah, no, it’s nothing. I just thought you were being efficient !”
I immediately averted my gaze to cover it up.
I didn’t know what she would do if I said that I saw under her skirt, so I decided to start working somehow without her seeing me.
“I mean, is this game….really that interesting?”
Kirigiri looked at the game package with a curious expression on her face.
“Oh, that’s a fighting game that was released about a year ago.”
Although the game was released a year ago, it is so popular that a series of games have been released, and it is so famous that events and world tournaments are still held.
I’m not a hardcore gamer who plays it every day, but when I don’t find a game I’m interested in, I play it often.
“Fighting game? What’s that?
As I suspected, Kirigiri has nothing to do with this kind of indoor hobby.
“It’s a game where people beat each other up.”
It may have been an out-of-the-box answer, but I wasn’t lying. Because the characters in the game are beating each other up.
“I didn’t know there were violent games like this. Surprising.”
“I don’t know if it’s violent or not, but it’s pretty fun. There are some cute characters.”
“Hmm, I’ll have to try it sometime～”
I was very surprised that Kirigiri would be interested in this kind of game. I wondered if she had a game console, but decided not to ask.
Next, Kirigiri went to the kitchen. She first put her hand on the refrigerator that caught her eye.
“There is so little in the fridge, I don’t know how you can live with this.”
There was nothing in the fridge, to say the least.
There were two eggs and ketchup, which I don’t know when I bought them. There were also a few onions left and one fish sausage that I didn’t know why it was there.
None of them had expired, but I felt terrible about it.
“Well, that’s what a man living alone must look like, right?”
I knew I would get a sharp rebuke for my pathetic excuse.
“If you can afford to buy soda and energy drinks, why don’t you cook a little? It’s not good for your health.”
“Ahaha…I tried to do my best.”
On the first day I moved, I tried to do my best to cook by researching online, but I gave up after a week. I respect people who can cook every day.
We finished cleaning the living room and kitchen, and finally vacuumed the floor, and let out a sigh when we saw the clean floor.
I had never done such a serious cleaning job before, and I was running out of energy.
If Kirigiri had not come to my house, it would have been in even worse shape.
“Cleaning is surprisingly tiring…….”
“If you were diligent, it wouldn’t be like this.”
I ignored Kirigiri’s sharp remarks and lay down on the floor.
Well, I was mostly just following Kirigiri’s instructions, but…
“I’m kinda hungry…….”
Perhaps because she was tired from cleaning, she muttered her true feelings.
I had a rice ball from the convenience store for lunch, but it seemed that I had used up more energy than I had intended after doing such hard work as cleaning for the first time in a while.
“I’ll go to the convenience store and get something, but I don’t know if there’s anything you want—ah.”
Just as I stood up to go buy some snacks at the convenience store, I instinctively felt Kirigiri staring at me with a sharp, murderous look in her eyes from behind.
If I made eye contact with her, I would be killed for sure. Such an evil aura pierced my back.
I fearfully turned around to see it.
“……………….”
I knew my intuition was right.
She was silently exerting pressure, like, [I told you that earlier, didn’t I?] Seeing this, I took a step back.
(I’m scared ! I can’t get used to that look !)
“Ahaha ! I was just joking….”
“Oh, well, it can’t be helped……just sit down.”
“Eh?”
Kirigiri then gave an exasperated look on her face and took out eggs, onions, ketchup, and fish sausage from the fridge.
“I’ll make you omurice.”
Maigetsu