After I Saved Kirigiri San, a Cool, Sharp-tongued Gyaru, From a Pick-up, She Started Coming Into My House the Next Day
“Yuu kun ! How are you?”
When I opened the door, there stood my mother with a smiling face.
She had long, light brown hair and a face without a single wrinkle. And a slender figure. She looked as young as ever. She looks like she could pass for a woman in her late twenties.
“Say, Mom, if you’re coming, call me sooner.”
“I’m sorry. I just missed you♡”
I looked at her coldly as she mumbled, acting like a cute little girl. I’m always on the lookout for her.
The first time I saw my mother was in half a year, so it had not been that long.
“Well then, let me in～. Please show me how you’ve been spending your time since then.”
“Hey, you can’t just–”
My mother enters my room with a cheerful tension. I wish she would be a little more reserved…….
“Oh my? I’m surprised how clean you’ve kept it. When I came here before, it was dirty……”
“W-well, I just cleaned it recently……”
Of course, it was all thanks to cleaning together with Kirigiri.
Then, as soon as my mother entered the room, she started searching my room.
“What… I thought there might be a porn magazine or two, but there’s nothing…..I’m disappointed.”
“Of course there aren’t any. I mean…..you should have some reserve….dont’ ransack your son’s room as soon as you arrive.”
“It’s because you’re my son. I was actually thinking of helping you clean up, but it looks like that won’t be necessary♪”
My mother was laughing out loud with her back to the closet. Kirigiri was standing there, just a few centimeters away.
When I think about it like that, I just can’t calm down. My tone also becomes a little awkward.
“Yuu kun, what’s wrong? You’re sweating a lot.”
“Eh? Ah, no, it’s because I ran to the convenience store a while ago. Hahaha.”
“?”
My mother noticed my discomfort immediately and looked at me with a strange expression on her face.
I should keep my cool. All traces of Kirigiri’s presence have been erased. As long as I act normally, there will be no problem.
“Oh? Whose long hair is this…..?”
I gasped as I quickly discovered the first oversight. A strand of long hair had fallen on the spot where Kirigiri had been sitting earlier.
I was not thorough enough. I should have vacuumed before my mother arrived.
“Oh, no, that’s……”
She looked alternately between me and the long hair.
I manage to think fast, but I can’t think of any excuse to say at this moment.
The presence of long hair is like an open statement that a woman has been in and out of this house.
“T-that’s Haga’s hair.”
“Eh? That Haga kun?”
At that moment, the word that came out of my mouth was Haga for some reason.
Of course, Haga has short hair, so he has nothing to do with this long hair.
“Haga was playing with me just now ! We were playing games together.”
“By Haga kun, you mean the one who’s been your classmate since junior high school, right? Didn’t he have short hair?”
My mother tilted her head and thought of Haga.
I managed to keep my tone brisk so she wouldn’t notice.
“He started to grow it when he entered high school…apparently he got into a weird band. He’s still the same weird guy as ever.”
(Forgive me, Haga, for using you as an excuse.)
I apologized lightly in my mind.
“Hmm. I see. I thought Yuu kun was bringing girls into the house, bummer~.”
“O-of course not……”
It seemed like I had somehow come to terms with it, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
Still, I was surprised that she remembered Haga’s features even though she’d only seen him a few times at parent-teacher conferences.
As expected, my mother is not to be underestimated.
“By the way, I haven’t eaten anything since lunch. I’m hungry.”
My mom, perhaps satisfied with the cleanliness of the room, rubbed her stomach as she headed for the kitchen.
“Oh, now you cook for yourself.”
My mom looked at the two bowls lined up on the counter and said.
“W-well, yes. I do a lot of research on the Internet.”
“That’s great ! That’s my son, good boy !♪”
My mother smiles more happily than ever, perhaps because she is happy about her son’s growth.
I can’t say that all the cleaning and cooking is thanks to Kirigiri…….
“Well, since I’ve come all the way to Yuu kun’s house, I think I’ll cook for him for the first time in a while♪”
Then my mother starts to get enthusiastic as she rolls up her sleeves.
This is not good.
I would have been more than welcome if Kirigiri was not around, but right now I need to get my mother out of this house as soon as possible.
If I cook, eat, and chat with her, Kirigiri will be held in the closet for more than an hour. Kirigiri would not want that.
(If this happens, I have no choice but to carry out that plan.)
“H-how about we go out to eat for the first time in a while? I’m sure we have a lot to talk about. Of course, my treat.”
My plan was this. I invite my mother out for dinner, and while we are out, Kirigiri escapes from the closet. She will go home while we’re out.
Fortunately, Kirigiri is in the closet with her phone, so I can send her a signal via message. It’s a perfect plan.
“Oh ! That’s a good idea ! Can you tell me about a good restaurant?”
“Of course ! There’s a new Italian restaurant just down the shopping district.”
I pushed my mother’s back and went to the entrance.
(This way we can go there without bumping into Kirigiri!)
I felt bad for my mother, but I pumped my fist in my heart.
Although there were some close calls, we somehow managed to overcome the crisis. My mother has a keen sense, but this time it seems that I, who had planned the strategy beforehand, was the winner.
I grinned wryly and opened my phone to send a message to Kirigiri.
[(Kinoshita) I’m leaving the house now. Then you can come out when you have a chance.]
Just as planned.
I put on my shoes and was about to send the message when–.
Ping—-
“Eh?”
I was relieved for a moment.
Just as I was about to send the message, I heard the sound of a notification coming from the closet.
“What was that sound……”
(Didn’t she put on silent mode……!)
At the same time, the sliding door of the closet shook with a rustling sound.
“Oh, no, that was……”
“Yuu kun, you’re hiding something from me, aren’t you?”
My mother looked back and forth between me and the closet with a sharp gaze.
No matter how much I try to think of an excuse, the fact remains that the sliding door is shaking right now.
“Who’s there !?”
My mother returns to the room and puts her hand on the closet door.
It’s over.
I could only close my eyes and pray for what was about to happen.
Maigetsu