I Was Supposed to Be Giving Love Advice on the School Radio, but Before I Knew It, the Beautiful Girls at School Were Hitting on Me
It is July, and the room is cool thanks to air conditioning. The air conditioner we recently bought is very comfortable, thanks to its quietness. In such a situation, only the sound of somen noodles being slurped was echoing around our dining table.
No, it’s misleading to say that it was just the sound of slurping noodles.
“Yuzuha san, Yuzuha san ! This somen is delicious !”
“Y-yes, it is…….”
“……”
“Oh, Yuzuha san ! I have some red somen noodles ! Do you want some?”
“Oh, no, I don’t…… “
“You’re not gonna eat it……?”
“…..No, I’ll have some. “
“……Haa.”
How did this happen……
I scooped up a spoonful of fried rice while glaring at my sister who was handing her the red somen noodles with a big smile.
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Let me tell you a story. That was 360,000……or about 20 minutes ago. I went back to the time when I was led to the front door by Tomori, who seemed unusually flustered, and met Kitahara, wrapped in light blue clothes.
“Kitahara……?”
When I was taken aback, Kitahara hid her mouth with a wooden box and quickly looked away.
“Umm, well…..when I told my mom about our date the other day, she insisted that I bring you a gift…so, this…”
I receive a wooden box from Kitahara, who is speaking rapidly.
“Wow, expensive somen noodles…..”
Tomori, who had been hiding behind me, popped her head out and muttered something.
The gift from Kitahara’s mother is a high-end version of the more expensive Somen noodles sold in supermarkets,……
The weight of the wooden box weighed heavily on my hands.
“No, I can’t accept this. I was the one who got you involved in the first place…”
“You see, my mom got so excited that she told me to go ahead and give it to you, so please take it…..”
Kitahara seems lost
To be honest, I didn’t do anything to deserve something like this. Any way you look at it, it’s a bit excessive.
…..But it would be a shame to give back something I’d already received. It would be bad to send Kitahara back without any results after she’d come all the way here.
“……Thank you, then. I’ll take it.”
Perhaps because she had been feeling anxious, Kitahara’s face suddenly brightened.
“Ah, okay. Well then, that’s all…”
The heavy box is transferred, and she turns around empty-handed……
“Wait a sec !”
But my sister put a stop to that state. Kitahara also stiffened and turned around.
“Wow, this is really expensive somen ! I’ve never seen such an expensive somen before ! You’re Kitahara san, aren’t you? Thank you !”
“Oh, no, it’s……”
Kitahara is clearly shaken by Tomori’s first meeting, but Tomori doesn’t seem to care and continues to press her.
“Oh, sorry for the late introduction ! I’m this guy’s younger sister, Kageyama Tomori !”
“Oh, hi…..I’m Kitahara Yuzuha…..,”
“Hey, who does she think……ow.”
This guy…she stomped my foot with all her might… However, as if her brother was not even there writhing in pain next to her, Tomori pushed her body closer to Kitahara.
“From what I’ve heard, it sounds like Onii chan gave you a lot of trouble.”
“Ah, not at all, the other day we happened to go to Emiplus together…”
“Emiplus ! It’s amazing that Onii chan went out with such a beautiful woman !”
“What’s the matter? We’re just friends, so it’s normal.”
As I rubbed my foot that was slightly stomped by Akari, Kitahara’s face clouded over a little.
“R-right…friends…”
“Huh? You sound unhappy.”
“N-no ! Friends, that’s righ t! We’re friends, Kageyama kun and I !”
“…..Hmm.”
Seeing Kitahara’s reaction, Tomori puts her hand to her chin and acts as if she is deep in thought. Seeing this, Kitahara gives an awkward smile.
Well, even if it’s not Kitahara, if someone comes on to you like this on the first meeting, you’d be scared. Maybe I’ll give her some support…
“Hey, Kitahara doesn’t have much free time either. Let’s leave the greetings there…”
“Wow, we were given such expensive somen noodles, but the common Kageyama family doesn’t know how to eat them !”
“Well, it’s just somen noodles so you can just eat it normally….ugh.”
This girl stepped on me harder than before…I glared at her with all my might, but she just kept smiling and looked at Kitahara.
“By the way, Kitahara san, have you had lunch yet?”
“Oh, no, not yet……”
Hearing Kitahara’s reply,Tomori’s race lit up and she clasped her hands together.
“What a coincidence ! I was just about to have lunch too~”
“H-haa…”
“So, if you don’t mind, Kitahara san, why don’t you come and have lunch with us?”
“Hey Tomori, you’re bothering her…..ugh.”
This guy, more than before (omitted) and this time she was putting all her weight on me. It was as if she was telling me to just shut up…what did I do?
“Well, what do you think, Kitahara san? It would be a shame to eat such good noodles all by ourselves !
Kitahara showed a little bit of a thoughtful look, but finally nodded in a way that seemed to be overpowered by the twinkling light in her eyes.
“Well then, I suppose I’ll join you…”
“By all means ! If that’s decided, then please come on in !”
Tomori is guiding Kitahara with a smile on her face, hey, what should I do? I’ve already started making fried rice…
Seeing me dumbfounded, Tomori turned towards me with a big smile.
“Okay then, Onii chan ! Somen fried rice set ! Three servings !”
What kind of food combination is that? I’ve never seen such a set.
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And now…….
“Fufufu, it’s delicious~, Yuzuha san.”
“Y-yeah it is……”
It seemed like the two of them were talking about something while I was cooking, and for some reason Tomori became quite attached to Kitahara, but I don’t know what they talked about.
Furthermore, due to Tomori’s suggestion, the seating was rearranged, and the seat I would normally sit in was now Kitahara’s, forming a triangle with Tomori in between, with Kitahara and I facing each other.
“Mmm, it’s really salty. Delicious noodles really make a difference.”
”As for the salty taste, it’s a matter of the noodle soup, isn’t it?
“……Mhm.”
“And the fried rice also complements it ! It’s a delicious somen noodle !”
“What kind of noodle soup enhances fried rice? “
”Hey, Onii chan, shut up.”
Tomori gave me a cold look as I made a remark. However, she quickly shifted her gaze to Kitahara with a big smile.
“Oh, Yuzuha san, do you need some ice? The ice maker in my fridge is unnecessarily big, so you can put in as much as you want.”
“Oh, no, thank you……”
With a wry smile and a reserved look, Kitahara took a big bite of the fried rice.
“……Kageyama kun, you’re such a good cook.”
“My parents both work, so I can at least cook.”
“I-I see……that’s great.”
Despite the praise, Kitahara somehow slumps her shoulders in disappointment.
“Oh, maybe it didn’t suit your taste? Or was there something in it that you don’t like?”
Come to think of it, I forgot to check. I totally messed up… Kitahara looked taken aback and waved her hands vigorously.
“N-no, it’s not like that ! How should I put it…it’s so delicious that I actually feel a sense of defeat… Um, it’s like a bento event…”
“Bento event?”
What’s that, a side dish exchange kind of thing? If it’s with Kitahara, I’d like to do it normally, but…..
“Ah, don’t worry about it, Yuzuha san. My brother has excellent housekeeping skills.”
“I-I see….,”
“On the other hand, you don’t do enough housework.”
“Onii chan always helps me out.”
Suddenly, Tomori looks at me with a bright smile. I’m surprised because she’s the vice-president of the student council that everyone admired in middle school.
Seeing our conversation, Kitahara looked uneasy as he glanced back and forth between us.
“Um…I wonder if it was okay? I interrupted your precious private lunch with your sister…”
“There’s nothing to be worried about.”
“That’s right ! My brother and I aren’t just sitting still; we’re standing right there with the water flowing ! It’s flowing so much that it’s become like a muddy torrent!”
“What does that even mean…?”
Tomori continues to talk about things that I don’t understand.
“Also, please call me Tomori, not just sister ! Or Tomo chan, Tomorin, or Tomoppe are fine too !”
“Oh, then, Tomor chan….”
Kitahara is completely taken aback by Tomori’s aggressive advances. Unable to bear the sight, I lightly tap her on the head.
“You’re going too far, Tomori. You’re grossing Kitahara out.”
“Eh.”
Although she had a dissatisfied look on her face, Tomori seemed aware that she had gone too far, and retreated in a humble manner.
“Sorry, I’m such a noisy little sister.”
“No……”
Perhaps feeling more at ease now that Tomori had calmed down, Kitahara’s mouth corners turned up slightly.
“I’m jealous that you two have such a good relationship.”
“Really? It’s just plain annoying, you know?”
“That’s my line.”
Tomori stuck out her tongue in protest, which made Kitahara laugh a little again.
“Well, I’m an only child, so I thought it would be fun to have a little sister like you…”
Perhaps feeling embarrassed after muttering this, Kitahara discreetly scooped a bundle of somen noodles from the strainer.
However, my sister, Kageyama Tomori, was staring at her. Then, wondering what she was thinking, she smiled a big smile as she watched Kitahara slurp up the somen.
“But I’d be happy if you became my big sister, Yuzuha san?”
“Buhaa.”
Kitahara, who was sipping her somen noodles, almost burst out when Tomori said those words.
“A-are you okay, Kitahara?”
“Y-yes, it just went into my windpipe…….”
Even though she said that, Kitahara seemed to be shaken, as she picked up the cup nearby and took a big gulp…
“That’s……!”
“～～～～! ! ! !”
However, despite my warnings, Kitahara gulped down the cup of noodle soup. Her body stiffened once, and he immediately began coughing.
“Are you okay, Kitahara ! Come on, drink some water ! Slow down!”
“T-thank you…….”
Kitahara, who was coughing while covering her mouth, was given a glass of water this time.
“I see, so that’s how you both feel…”
“Tomori, stop slurping on your noodles and go get her something to wipe them with !”
“Okay.”
After some vague agreement, Tomori went off by herself to get a towel.
…For some reason, her steps were bouncy.
Maitoshi