This is the part where I would explain the sudden introduction of the possible antagonist of the story. Unfortunately, I was no longer in the mood and just jumped in my bed to take a small nap. Which I couldn't. Because a certain someone was still in my room.
"So?"
"So?" she repeated me.
"Why did you follow me all the way to my room?"
"You wanted to know who I am, right?" she answered.
Then, without prior notice, she jumped into the bed, landing on top of my waist, and said:
"I'm here to take care of you."
Surprised, I attempted to push her away. But the she commented while moving her hips:
"This doesn't work, huh?"
"Get off me already!"
And so she did. She sat on the corner of the bed and explained once more, "My master asked me to keep an eye on you. 24/7."
"Master? Who's your master?"
"Classified."
"Why?"
"Classified."
This girl was trying my patience. I tried probing even more, but none of those worked. I simply let it slide and explained, "Look, Rea. You'll keep watch non-stop? That's an invasion of privacy. It's against the law."
To which she replied, "Japanese laws don't apply to me."
"Why?"
"Classified."
This girl...
She's really trying my patience. But being the "sympathetic" person I was, I let it slide once more and said, "Well, it's is still against human rights."
To which, again, she replied, "Human rights don't work on me either."
"So what? Are you guys monsters or something?"
She smirked and answered, "Something like that!"
I was suddenly scared. Not because of the fact that she said she was a monster, but because the way she said it was… genuine. And so I kept my guard as I continued probing her. I sat on the opposite side of the bed and continued our discussion. She stayed on her side, reading one of the books on my shelf.
"So why exactly do you have to watch over me? You can at least answer that, right?��
"Don't worry." She replied, "Everything will be revealed soon enough…"
After hearing that, there was no doubt in my mind that she spelled trouble. There was no way I could trust her, nor could I ignore whatever she, and her master, had planned. I may be an ordinary guy, but even I'm not oblivious to those signs.
"That being said…" she tapped my shoulder and said, "Let's go out!"
"What are you-"
As I turned around, I saw a totally different person. This girl now had short red hair and wore a long, sleeveless sweater reaching all the way to her thighs. She had her cleavage exposed right in front of me, and I knew for sure, she did it on purpose.
"…Who are you?"
"That's rude!" she responded, "All I did was change my appearance!"
"Don't tell me…"
Yes, her clothes and hair length had changed, but her hair color and eyes were still of the same color. Plus, the shape of her head remained constant. I could say the same for her other body parts.
"So, are we going or not?"
I had no reason to refuse, especially when she just stated that she'd monitor me everyday. If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was taking me hostage. Or maybe that's just what Japanese girls are into. I wouldn't know. I haven't gone out with anyone my age before. Well, there was Jamie from Science class in eighth grade, but we just bought some stuff for a project. And while I was thinking of these things, I was not aware that I was already walking with Rea outside of the house.
"Hey!" she exclaimed while waving her hand in front of my face.
"Huh? What?"
"Geez, you've been staring in space ever since we left the house!" she said.
"Oh, sorry. I just remembered something."
"Was it Jamie from eighth grade?"
That took me by surprise. How did she know about that? I never mentioned anything to her, nor was I talking when I was reminiscing those days. In a state of panic, I stopped and asked:
"…How did you know?"
"Hm?"
"I've never mentioned that to you, or anyone, for that matter."
She smirked and replied, "Let's just say I can read people's minds."
I couldn't believe her. It sounded too fictional. The only explanation was that my daily life in the states was compromised somehow. But by who?
Then as we were discussing, a group of thugs, about 3 of them, surrounded Rea.
"Hey, girl, you're cute."
"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be walking around all alone."
"Yeah, the Cheating Demon might pounce on you, you know?"
I tried saving her from the thugs, but they would just push me away like I was some kid.
"Go play somewhere else, kid!" they said.
Of course, that pissed me off, but for some reason, Rea found it hilarious. Was she mocking me? Were the thugs mocking me? Was there even a chance that I could save her with my physique? Just then, as one of them was about to grab her shoulder, she gripped his wrist, pulled him down and locked him into submission.
"Agh! I give! I give!" the thug screamed in pain.
"Oh? What happened to all that swag you had?" Rea asked in jest.
While I felt they deserved it, I still pitied them for looking so scared. So I asked her to let the thug go and they went on their merry way (crying, no less).
"Y-you're crazy!" They exclaimed as they ran.
Looking back at them, we chuckled a bit and the atmosphere we had before had vanished.
"And they acted so tough too!"
"Yeah, just look at them run!" Rea commented.
After that, both our stomachs suddenly grumbled. It wasn't that long ago that we ate lunch, yet we had the craving to eat something. We looked to our left and saw… a sign for a maid café. We both looked at each other with different expressions.
"Yes!"
"No!"
It didn't matter whether we wanted to eat there or not because the rain suddenly poured and it was the closest place we can take shelter in.
So there we were… In a maid café… waiting for the rain to stop… Trying to ignore my hunger…
"Isn't this cute?" Rea reacted.
"This wasn't here before…"
"Welcome, master!" a girl in a maid uniform suddenly said and appeared right in front of us.
Scratching my head, I asked, "Didn't this used to be an auto parts shop?"
"Wow, you're so smart, master!" the maid replied, "It closed down and our manager took over!"
"Is that so…"
Rea ignored our conversation and, smiling, said to the maid, "Table for two, please!"
"Oh! Are you two on a date?" the maid asked.
Rea giggled and said, "D-does it really look that way?"
"You two look so good together!" the maid responded.
To which Rea replied, "I know, right?"
"Can you just show us to our table?"
"O-of course!" the maid said, surprised.
I'll never understand how easy it is for girls to have a conversation. Anyway, she led us to our table and gave each of us a menu. I couldn't choose anything, nor could I concentrate in reading the menu, because the maid kept staring at me with that fake smile. So I just asked her what she would recommend.
"So what do you-"
"We'll take the lovely couple parfait!" Rea interrupted.
"Oh, that's the perfect choice for a couple!" the maid excitedly said.
"We're not a cou-"
Again, Rea interrupted, "And two moe moe sodas, please!"
"Understood, master!", and then the maid left, without hearing what I was about to say. Oh well, it wasn't that important.
While waiting for our orders, I attempted to return to our previous discussion.
"So you know martial arts and you know my secrets. What else do you know?"
"If I told you, it would take away all the fun!" she answered.
I still couldn't tell what was going on in her mind. Heck, I didn't even know who she was. That made me fear her, but that also made her an asset I could use in catching the cheating demon. So I told her straight out.
"How about we negotiate?"
"Negotiate?" she uttered, looking confused.
"Even though you're annoying and keep following me around, you have skills that can benefit my cause. So how about we make some house rules?"
"Rules?" she was confused even more.
"Rule one: your surveillance is limited from 8am to 5pm. That's before and after school."
"Wait, why are you suddenly deciding on a schedule?" she asked.
"Okay, so you want to watch me masturbate every night?"
"M-mastur-"
"Great, it's decided."
Guess I was able to convince her. At her core, she's still a teenage girl who gets flustered about sensitive topics. That was a lie, anyway. I don't masturbate every night. That would be ridiculous.
"Second rule-"
"You're adding more?!" she exclaimed.
"How about you make a rule, this time?"
"Okay then…" she paused for a while and said, "Rule two: You can't reveal my identity to anyone."
"Huh? I hardly even know you."
"Exactly!" she responded, "So let's keep it that way!"
"Fair enough. Third rule-"
"Wait!" she interrupted, "Let's make this our last rule."
"What? Why?"
"Because it's not fair!" she said, pouting, "Especially since you get to decide most of them anyway!"
Being the "sympathetic" person I was, I considered her reaction into account.
"Fine, but we decide on it together."
And so we thought of a rule, one that would benefit and restrict the both of us. And then, coincidentally, we uttered the same sentence:
"You can't turn down my requests!"
We were dumbfounded, realizing that we had said the same thing. It was an awkward situation, but an intriguing one, nonetheless.
"Thank you for waiting!" the maid said and appeared out of nowhere, carrying a tray containing a large parfait and two oddly-colored sodas. We were, once again, dumbfounded. Apparently, Rea didn't know that the parfait would be gigantic. Nevertheless, we ate it because we were starving. I tried my best, but Rea ate more than me. Oh well, it wasn't a competition to begin with. But it was still impressive how she was able to eat that many fruits and whipped cream and not worry about her weight.
After that, we left the café with our stomachs full. The sun was setting, painting the once blue sky orange. It was 5pm. So following our newly-implemented rules, Rea said goodbye and left.
By the time I got to the apartment, uncle Ryou was already standing by the gate, talking to someone. He saw me and waved.
"Oh! Welcome back!" he greeted.
"I'm back."
"H-hello." The girl with him said.
I looked at uncle and stared at the girl, then back to uncle.
"Oh! This is Kana. She's a tenant here." Uncle said.
The girl formally introduced herself, "I-it's nice to meet you. I am Kana Yamazaki."
"Yo. Name's Yulie."
Kana bowed, and I just waved at her. The American lifestyle really influenced me. In order to break the awkward exchange, uncle Ryou started talking.
"K-kana here is a nurse. She was just telling me how difficult her shift has been lately."
"I see."
"U-um…!" Kana uttered, "I have to get ready for the shift. It's nice to meet you, Yuri."
And then she bowed to us and left, mispronouncing my name. Oh well, it happens.
As I was about to head to my room, uncle commented, "She's cute, isn't she?"
"Are you hitting on her?"
"Wha- no! You know my type!" she said.
"Yeah, and it's gross." I said as I walked straight back to my room.
One final dialogue from him: "There's nothing wrong with liking single mothers!"
When I reached my room, the first thing I did was lay on the bed. So many things happened over the weekend. I learned that Haru and Chiaki was living with princesses and the cheating demon was still on the loose. To top it all off, a strange girl wanted to keep me in surveillance.
And my high school life hasn't even started yet.