After I Saved Kirigiri San, a Cool, Sharp-tongued Gyaru, From a Pick-up, She Started Coming Into My House the Next Day
“Hey, don’t you have any better clothes? Aren’t these terrible?”
”It can’t be helped, don’t complain.”
We managed to get outside and we were talking about each other’s outfits.
Kirigiri wears an oversized yellow hoodie pulled down low over her head, sunglasses and a black mask. She also wears black jeans underneath, giving her a very suspicious appearance. She has a naturally cool look, so wearing sunglasses is a natural fit.
As for me, I was wearing star-shaped party glasses that my mom bought for me a long time ago, an oversized long-sleeved red T-shirt that I bought by mistake, and distressed jeans, for some reason I don’t know why. It was a strange combination.
“Well, whatever. Let’s hurry up.”
While Kirigiri was quickly changing her focus, I couldn’t help but worry about the people around me.
After all, I was walking next to Kirigiri, so it’s no wonder I was acting suspiciously.”
“What’s up? You’re already looking weird, so you’d better walk around with an unsuspecting face. If the police stop you, we’d be in trouble.”
“Well…..you’re right.”
What Kirigiri had said was true.
I decided to do as she said, standing up straight and walking forward.
I had bumped into students from the school a few times, but they just looked at me strangely and didn’t recognize me and Kirigiri.
However, even if I was disguised, running into students was bad for my heart. Despite that, I arrived at a nearby game shop after walking for a few minutes.
I headed to the location of the game controller I was looking for.
“Surprisingly, there are a lot of them……which one should I choose?”
Looking at the shelves lined with controllers, I muttered to myself, “They’ve gotten more expensive.” The price tag is almost the same as that of the game software.
“Hey, what do you recommend?”
Kirigiri asks through her sunglasses.
“Right If it’s compatible with the hardware, it would probably be something like this.”
With my finger, I pointed out the controllers that were compatible with the hardware. There are about 30 of them.
“What color do you think is best?”
Kirigiri asks, tilting her head.
“I think anything will do. Choose any color you like.”
“Gee, think about it a little.”
Kirigiri puffs out her cheeks and acts in a sulky mood.
I’ve never picked out a controller for a woman to use, so I’m stumped when she says that.
“Do you have a favorite color?”
I asked her.
“Hmm. Anything but yellow.”
So I understood why she had complained about the yellow hoodie earlier.
As I was browsing the shelves, I noticed a pink controller.
I thought that Kirigiri would prefer a darker, less girlie color, but since it would clash with mine, I decided to take it as one of the candidates.
“Hey, maybe it’s too flashy, but something like this wouldn’t be so bad, would it?”
After handing her the box containing the controller, she said, “Eh?” Kirigiri reacts with surprise through her sunglasses.
Seeing that reaction, I was convinced that I made a mistake.
“Well, it doesn’t suit Kirigiri. I’ll go find another color.”
“No, it’s fine I was just thinking that pink might be a good choice.”
Kirigiri carefully clutched the box containing the controller.
“You sure? There are lots of other colors available…”
“Kinoshita picked it for me, right? I’ll take this one. And it’s cute.”
The words, “Kinoshita chose it for me.” was somewhat embarrassing.
To be honest, I was surprised that she would choose pink, but when I thought about it, I remembered that the apron she wore was also pink the last time she came to make stir-fried vegetables.
Considering the cookie incident, Kirigiri might actually like cute things.
“If so, I’ll buy them for you.”
“Eh?”
“I said I’ll buy it for you.”
I said this with a little embarrassment, and Kirigiri took a step back as if alarmed.
“Are you up to something? I hope you’re not planning on doing something to me…”
“No, no, no, even if I was planning something, a controller can’t do much.”
“That’s true,” Kirigiri mutters as she looks elsewhere to check the price tag.
Seven thousand yen…that’s quite a price for a controller.
“Why would you buy it for me?”
Kirigiri tilted her head.
It was a natural question.
“You got the highest score in your grade in the midterm exams the other day, right? This is to celebrate that. Well, it’s nothing special, so I don’t feel bad about it.”
After saying that, Kirigiri muttered, looking a little embarrassed.
“I told you there’s no need to worry about that…”
“Just accept it this time…please. Otherwise I’ll end up being ungrateful.”
I feel like I’m the only one benefiting from this relationship with Kirigiri.
It would be weird if she were teaching me how to cook and I didn’t do anything in return. Besides, it’s a small price to pay considering all the help I’ll be getting from her in the future.
“Hm. Well, if you insist. If you’re gonna go that far, I guess I’ll let you buy it this time.”
“Yeah…….”
Is it just me, or does she seem a little cheeky? Well, it’s typical of Kirigiri, so it’s fine.
“Kinoshita…you’re surprisingly kind.”
The word “surprisingly” was superfluous, but it made me strangely happy to be told straight up that I had a good thing going.
“Thank you very much～! Please come again !”
After successfully paying the bill, I handed the bag containing the controller to Kirigiri.
“Fufu, thanks…Kinoshita”
“O-oh.”
Smiling and clutching the controller, she looked just like a little girl holding a stuffed toy with care.
I don’t know if it was a proper present, but she seemed happy with it, so it seemed like a good gift.
Seeing Kirigiri so honestly happy, I truly felt glad that I had come.
Maigetsu