A brief acquaintance with this foreign man changed my life, I was originally just a gamer and workaholic, and now I have become more sensitive to someone. I come from a poor family and am often envious of other people's happiness, now there is someone near me who can change my destiny.
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*Is this what you call love?
We were silent and looked at each other became very awkward when we were about to call out our respective nicknames.
"Y-you can call me Ayami," I said while fiddling with my fingers to ease my awkwardness.
"O-oh, o-okay, you can call me Matsuda." He said so flatly. Could it be that he didn't want to be called that? I want to try calling someone by their first name but the thought of just saying the name in front of them makes me...
He sighed then smiled gently at me "Actually that's my father's family name, I don't really like that kind of nickname. If you don't mind, you can call me Fuyuki."
"Eh?" What my heart said was heard by him...? "B-but isn't that..."
"I don't mind it, sure!" he looked away then turned to take a step "Because that's my name." He walked slowly towards my room.
"I want to rest first."
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I let the gift from Akane-san stay on the chair, it turns out that she gave me a lot of Christmas cakes.
"Oh that's right, Akane-san is celebrating Christmas." So today I forgot that I was off work.
December 25, 2011
The clock shows 02.00
I haven't slept at all...
I went to the room with a lamp shaped like a snowman.
But, in my room right, there is Matsuda..., eh I mean Fuyuki.
....
Starting today, we don't just live under the same roof, we sleep together...
After all, I only have one room.
Why am I even embarrassed to sleep with him? Even though I just had to prepare a spare futon which I kept in the closet and spread near my bed.
What kind of feeling is this?
....
I opened the bedroom door then I put this snowman-shaped lamp on the small table near my bed. I prepared a futon near my bed because Fuyuki was sleeping on my bed. He was fast asleep.
I thought of something, what if I was in Fuyuki's position right now? Is there someone who will accept me?
....
I fell asleep.
Slowly the day began to dawn.
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It's still very hard for me to open my eyes, even though it's already seven in the morning. I alarm my phone as usual, but immediately turn it off again. I remember today I have a day off from work. I continued my sleep for another hour. My behavior when I sleep is crazy, my hair can be messy, and I will look so ugly when I fall asleep with my very skinny body.
Hmm ..., look? Who will see me?
OH MY GOD!!
I forgot that I'm now sleeping with a stranger in this room.
Maybe he had seen how ugly I was when I fell asleep with this emaciated body.
I looked towards my bedroom "Eh? Where is he?" he is not here.
I immediately folded my futon and put it in the cupboard.
I quickly combed my hair and tied it in a ponytail.
I opened the bedroom door and immediately looked for him.
I went to the bathroom first to wash my face.
"Is he gone already?" I muttered.
"Maybe last night was just a dream." I believe in that, but why am I still sleeping on the futon!? Was it a dream?
....
I stepped into the living room, but he wasn't there.
But slowly I started to smell the delicious food, I followed the smell of the food and headed for the kitchen. It turns out...
"Good morning, Ayami-san." He said smiling at me.
"Y-you? Have you recovered?" he prepared some food on the dining table "It's you who cooked everything?"
"Yes." He answered simply, smiling at me.
I was silent and so amazed by the dishes he had prepared on this dining table. So far, I only often cook omelets and instant noodles without ever using any cooking ingredients. I only cook the meat by heating it in the microwave.
Seeing the food served at my dining table is so good, that it makes me want to gulp.
He dragged the chair that was near me and invited me to eat "Please have a taste!"
I sat frowning annoyed for some other reason... "Hey, how many ingredients did you spend on all these dishes?" To be honest, I think all of these foods are quite delicious, but my ingredients in the kitchen are drastically reduced.
"Well, maybe I used some of the ingredients in the kitchen." He lightly sat down and said that in front of me. While sarcastically I said that.
"So, yeah, this is it, you know this is someone's house! I've been as frugal as possible for my daily meals but you arbitrarily use all the ingredients in my kitchen! Try to think about where your life is right now." My eyes filled with tears "If you and I eat like this every day, my salary won't be enough to buy a house like this!!" I've been trying so hard to save money, it's easy for someone to spend everything I have.
"S-sorry," he apologized bowing his head at me. "Because I haven't cooked like this in a long time, I've lost control." It seemed that he deeply regretted his actions. "I promise, I will replace all of this. Please don't punish or kick me out, my intention to cook all this is because I want to thank you for being willing to accommodate me." He added, "Instead, I stay here, let me do all the housework here."
"I understand your feelings. Don't repeat it next time, I also don't want you to change everything. Besides, I'm not sure you can do all the homework here because I feel you haven't fully recovered yet. " I said looking at his pale face.
"Ahahaha, did you find out?" he pushed himself.
"Come on, let's eat," I exclaimed while taking the chopsticks in front of me.
"OK!"
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"...."
"How does it feel?" he asked her with a worried face.
"Uwaaaaaaah that's delicious." It feels very classy, like eating restaurant food cooked by a great chef.
"Ah..., thank goodness."
"Fu-fuyuki-kun." For the first time, I called him directly.
"Yes?"
"Who exactly are you, and where do you work? Your cooking tastes this good, is your job as a chef?"
"Hehe, I already told you I'm a spiritual power user. Yes, when it comes to work, I'm not a chef, I just take care of important parts of the company. On the other hand, I'm also an ordinary person, it's just that I like to cook."
"Hmm, company, huh? I wonder why a spiritual power user like you who works in a company is being targeted by an assassin. How important is that?" It seems that this question seems urgent. But, I think I should know about it.
Then our mouths moved.
"...."
"You're not lying are you?"
He looked at me seriously. "Yeah, I'm not lying." But there was some doubt on his face.
"What is your position in the company?" I immediately asked without further ado, usually only people with the highest positions are targeted by criminals, if not for wealth, definitely for the throne. That's what I thought while looking straight at Fuyuki.
"I asked once again to confirm that you weren't lying."
He put the spoon on his plate, then he looked at me seriously.
"I am not lying." He was looking at me very seriously without looking away or blinking, meaning it was probably him...
Recently one of the big companies in Bandai experienced a crisis in the capital market. The company was named Miyamoto Corporation. The president and director of that company died a week ago, and since then the company's stock price has dropped drastically. The person who died was Toushiro Matsuda, my father. Then to fix the company's crisis, I was appointed by Zakura Miyamoto, a company owner to replace my father's position." He explained with a very restless face.
"So, you are..."
"Yes, my mother is the son of the owner of the company, and I am the only legal heir."
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