After that unbelievably expectation-breaking introduction to Kana's father, we decided to go to her room and finally do what we came here to... Which is to study, if you already forgot. I mean, I wouldn't blame you for forgetting.
"Alright, study well, children! Kana's mother will bring some food up to your room, so don't do anything fishy, alright?" Mr. Sayuri said jokingly.
"Haha, I'll be sure to look after them!" I laughed nervously.
Hm... what did he mean by "fishy"? It really makes you wonder.
We went up to the final and highest floor of this "small home" quote Kana.
The third floor, in Kana's words, is "the place where we sleep." are. I really feel like there's a term for that...
Moving up the stairs, we were greeted by a maid. Oh, fancy and/or kinky if you know what I mean...
"Good afternoon, Young Mistress. Your bedroom has been thoroughly cleaned and we've prepared separate rooms for your guests. Please feel free to use any of the rooms for your business." she said.
"That's great and all, but they aren't here to sleep here, haha..." Kana, face beet red, chuckled.
"Also, I asked you to not be like that..." she whispered to the maid.
"My apologies, Young Mistress. I shall take my leave to avoid further embarrassment." the maid replied and quickly left.
Okay, this is too awkward. I gotta stop Kana from embarrassing these poor workers who are just trying to do their job. I feel really bad for them. I mean, dude, Kana is just trying to appear as a normal girl, I can understand that. But, anyone can guess she's rich from the darn gate of this mansion! What's the point of having the maids act normal?!
"You know, Kana. We don't really mind if you—"
"It's better this way! Don't judge me!" Kana quickly interrupted me.
I gave a depressing sigh and moved on to Kana's room.
Her room doesn't even have a single sign of 'middle class'-ness to it.
Ahem, let me explain. Using my new and improved "Author Mode!"
Kana's room was like no other, the walls were painted blue, the same blue that royals use in their kingdoms. The bed was massive, enough to fit an entire group with extra space.
Beside the bed, was a shelf as tall as a professional sports player. It was filled with Anime figurines and Manga enough to fit an entire section of a library.
On the feet side of the bed, placed a nice set of sofas and a large television.
Alright, that's enough describing. In other words, basically a rich otaku's room.
Man, how many mangas does this woman have?!
Wait a minute, this shelf is full of yaoi! What the heck? This one is yaoi, that one is yaoi, all of these are fricking yaoi! What a dream! I wish I had this shelf!
"Kana, what's with this shelf of gayness?! Give this entire shelf to me~! Pretty please?!" I begged her.
"Calm down, Akari. Weeb talk can come later. Let's study first, right?" Haruka interrupted us.
This girl really has the nerve to tell me that. She's right, but I'm gonna beg for some of that manga.
At last, we started studying. Solve this, solve that.
To save my sanity, I do not want to express studying anymore. This problem I'm looking at is hard enough. Let alone explaining it.
After a hard twenty minutes of studying, we hear a knock on the door.
"Oh! It's Mommy!" Kana shouted.
"Aw, man. Here we go again." Hotaru said.
"Why, what's up?" I asked.
"You wouldn't, erm... Just see for yourself." Hotaru sighed.
What's so wrong with Kana's mom? And like, why does Hotaru know? Isn't this her first time in Kana's house? Judging from their 4-year friendship, I'd say no.