After I Saved Kirigiri San, a Cool, Sharp-tongued Gyaru, From a Pick-up, She Started Coming Into My House the Next Day
“Eh? You can cook too?”
“Of course. I often cook by myself…….I mean, do you have an apron?
“Ah, I think it’s right there—-“
I took out a black men’s apron from the closet. It had never been used and was in perfect condition.
[This is a present for Yu kun ! When you live alone, make sure you cook your own meals♡ ~From Mom~]
It was something my mother gave me as a gift to celebrate me moving out on my own.
I had never used it before, so I never thought it would be useful in this way.
Although it was not the original purpose, the apron must have been very happy to be used by such a beautiful woman.
“What, you’ve got something proper. I’ll have to cook it properly now.”
She looks at the apron she received with satisfaction and puts it on. The black apron suits her very well and matches her cool impression.
Then, she tied her hair with a hair tie she had in her pocket and changed it into a ponytail. Any hairstyle would look good on Kirigiri.
“Alright, let’s do it.”
Once Kirigiri was ready, she cracked two eggs and placed them in the frying pan.
At the same time, she put some leftover white rice that I had frozen into the microwave.
“Oh, I almost forgot to take off my nails…”
Then Kirigiri deftly removes her nails. It seems she is also concerned about hygiene.
After that, when the time is right, Kirigiri shapes the heated eggs, while chopping onions and fish sausages with a knife and frying them on another stove.
“Do you do this sort of thing at home?”
I asked Kirigiri, impressed by her lean movements.
“Well, yeah. I like cooking.”
She’s beautiful, has excellent grades, and is also good at cleaning and cooking.
“With your mother?”
“…..By myself.”
Kirigiri spat these words out.
Seeing the lonely air that surrounded her, I instantly realized that it was probably something I shouldn’t have asked, so I changed the subject.
“Can I help you with something? I feel bad for just standing here watching.”
“Are you that worried about my cooking?
“Ah, no, I didn’t say that, but, you know, I feel bad not doing anything.”
“It’s fine, it doesn’t take much time.”
I had no choice but to reply “Yes” to the usual bland reply. It seemed like an unnecessary remark. I’ll just leave it to Kirigiri.
I felt bad about doing nothing, so I poured tea into two plastic cups, placed a spoon for eating the omurice on the table, and decided to wait in a position while keeping an eye on Kirigiri.
“~♪~♪~♪”
Kirigiri is humming a tune.
Perhaps this is Kirigiri’s true self, but the contrast with her personality at school is so drastic that it’s still hard to grasp.
The sweet smell of onions and the aroma of ketchup fill the room.
It seems to be nearing completion. She put the omurice on the plate.
“Ta-da. Our special omurice is ready !”
“Oh～”
I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration at how well it was made. The golden, soft-cooked eggs were appetizing. I wondered how long it had been since I had a home-cooked meal.
“Can I eat it?”
“Of course.”
Without any hesitation, I brought it to my mouth. The soft-cooked egg melted in my mouth, and at the same time, the sweetness of the onion spread throughout my mouth.
I had never eaten such a delicious omurice before. I couldn’t stop myself from taking bite after bite.
“So good.”
“Thanks.”
Since I’ve always eaten convenience store meals, it’s been a while since I’ve had a warm meal. It warms my every last fiber.
“I think it would have been better if the rice had been freshly cooked instead of frozen. Also, I wanted to add chicken…”
Kirigiri mutters to herself as she eats the omurice, thinking about what she should have done better. She doesn’t seem satisfied with the omurice. From my perspective, it’s amazing that she was able to make such a delicious meal using only the ingredients I had. And I can’t imagine an omurice that tastes better than this.
“Thanks for the food～”
“You’re welcome～”
And within minutes, Kirgkiri’s omurice settled in my stomach. I was filled with a sense of satisfaction.
I don’t even care if this is my last supper…….
“Ahh, if only I could eat something this delicious every day, how easy it would be…”
I muttered softly.
After spending a few hours together, I was able to fully appreciate Kirigiri’s high specs. I wonder how much easier it would be if every household had their own Kirigiri…
It was likely, or rather certain, that once Kirigiri returned, I would go back to eating convenience store bento.
“It’s nothing special……if you’re not busy, I can go make it for you.”
“Eh?”
Kirigiri said with an embarrassed look on her face.
I couldn’t help but cry out in response to an unexpected reply. What did she just say?
“Like I said, I’ll make it for you.”
“What’s the catch?”
“Who do you think I am? There’s no catch.”
Does this mean she doesn’t want anything in return?
There’s no way she could do this to a classmate whose name she didn’t even know until recently.
I had expected her to ask for money in return……
Well, Kirigiri is a gyaru but not a delinquent, so maybe I’m overthinking it.
“Why are you doing this for me, Kirigiri? We only just met the other day.”
“There’s no hidden meaning, I’m just bored. I don’t have anything to do.”
Kirigiri muttered with her usual listless expression.
It would be weird for her to stick her nose into trouble just because she has nothing better to do. Besides, Kirigiri is popular. I often see her talking to the girls in class, and I’m sure she goes out with her friends after school too.
I wonder if it’s really okay…..
Well, since she’s proposing it, I’ve decided not to mention it any more. I would also appreciate it if she would come over to cook for me.
“However, Kinoshita, you’ll be joining. We’ll work thoroughly until you can take care of yourself properly even after I’m gone.”
“Oh. Leave it to me.”
I told her that I was willing to do it. Although I had no proof.
“Also, please don’t tell anyone about this. Kirigiri’s influence is incredible, so there’ll be rumors at school that—“
“Yeah, yeah, I know, Kinoshita cares too much.””
“Well, I just wanna live a peaceful school life.”
Kirigiri doesn’t seem to be aware of the influence she has, so I’ll just make it clear.
The fact that Kirigiri and I are meeting at home like this is actually serious.
Well, even if the people around knew about this, I’m sure few people would believe me if I told them that I, an introvert, and a pretty gyaru from my class, were getting along together. That’s how polar opposite Kirigiri and I are.
“Then I also got a condition. If you do anything strange while I’m here, I’ll burn you.”
“That won’t happen…..”
Kirigiri glares at me with her usual sharp gaze.
Of course I wouldn’t do anything. If I did, the fact that I had sexually harassed her would become known throughout my class, no, the entire school, and my peaceful school life would be completely wiped out. In the worst case scenario, I might be expelled.
What does she mean by ‘burn’?
“Well then. I’ll help you.”
I don’t know how long it will take until I reach the level where I don’t find cleaning and cooking a hassle, but as long as Kirigiri is helping me, I have no choice but to do my best.
There is just one thing I need to check.
“I think we should decide how long we wanna continue this kind of relationship.”
“Why?”
“If we don’t decide, I might end up relying on Kirigiri all the time. That would be really bothersome…”
To be honest, I want her to help me all the time, but even Kirigiri has her own private life. She probably has time to hang out with friends and spend time with her family.
Kirigiri then seemed to think for a moment, then spoke again.
“Okay then, two months.”
I was surprised because I thought Kirigiri, who hates men, would propose a shorter period. If I can improve myself before the two months are up, I won’t be a bother to Kirigiri. There’s no problem at all.
“Got it. Then, please take care of me for two months from today. “
“‘Course~ “
Kirigiri said so lazily.
“Also, please let me know when you come to my house.”
“Eh, what a pain. You’re always free anyway, ain’t you?”
You are mistakenly thinking that I am a lazy person……. Well, you are right.
“I wanna make sure I’m well-prepared because I’m bringing a woman into my house, and you know, maybe my friends will come over, right? If that happens, it’ll be troublesome.”
Yes, every few weeks, Haga comes to visit me at home.
He’s elusive, sometimes dropping in without any prior notice. If Kirigiri was seen entering my house, it would definitely become the subject of rumors at school. I must avoid that at all costs.
“So I just need to contact you. Got it.”
I’m relieved that she seems to have understood.
Thus, although for a short period of time, Kirigiri came to my house to help out.
Maigetsu