Chapter 117 - My Houskeeper

After she used her dripping walls to extinguish Sasaki's fire a little, the exhausted Sakuragi Otome closed her eyes and exhaled softly, "You torment me like this every day, aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself~"

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Otome's eyes, Sasaki, upon hearing her words, looked a little strange

His face was not red and he was not out of breath.

Not just that, he could even run on the school playground until dawn without any problem.

If anyone would get worn out, it wouldn't be him, right?

But there was no need to say this.

Putting his arm around Otome's delicate shoulders, Sasaki leaned against the head of the bed, playing with her soft and silky cherry-colored hair, "Because my girlfriend is so beautiful, even if I get tired to death, it's worth it."

Although she enjoyed the praise from her lover in her heart, hearing him speak about dying, the girl couldn't help but lift her sore and weak arms and give him a gentle blow.

At the same time, she was secretly wondering why Fuyumi's energy didn't decrease at all.

He obviously just came from spending energy on Rinka...

Or is it that she...

Suddenly remembering Rinka petite body, Sakuragi Otome, who suddenly realized this, was mentally slapping her head in annoyance.

She just remembered to find someone to share the firepower and at the same time tie Fuyumi's heart.

But he forgot that Rinka's body type and combat power were basically equivalent to nothing.

Presumably Fuyumi also felt sorry for her, just as a gesture.

Otherwise...

Wouldn't it be bad?

Apologizing silently to Rinka in her heart, the girl tilted her head and leaned on Sasaki's shoulder.

She suddenly thought of Chifuyu Tsukimi in the yoga club, so she asked casually: "How do you feel about the exam this time, Fuyumi?"

After pausing his fingers in her hair, the latter smiled dryly: ""It's been a long time since I've been to school... I haven't remembered much..."

Although she had guessed the answer long ago, Sakura Otome couldn't help but say, "You should listen carefully in class, take good notes, and the midterms are coming soon... You should work hard... I still want... want to be in the same school as you."

Knowing Otome's grades, it was entirely possible for her to get into a good university.

So her family didn't plan to wait for Otome to graduate from high school and let her be a full-time housewife or something.

And with Sasaki's previous grades... Although he could also go to college.

But wanting to be in the same school as Otome was like a pipe dream.

But the girl didn't want to part with him so she kept forcing him to go to school and study.

Unfortunately the previous him was not someone who would do it.

"I'll do my best."

Sasaki, who knew his true grades, did not play off Otome with a playful smile.

Instead, he promised her earnestly, with a serious expression and tone, as he hugged her soft and warm, slightly blushing face.

Because he didn't plan to tell her his true level, so what he could do was to give Otome a serious commitment and slowly improve his grades.

Although this wouldn't make her feel at ease, it could at least give her hope.

If he were to deal with her with a frivolous smile.

During this time just after he had her, it might bring a feeling to Otome, who had just been serving him, that he didn't value her.

Although this feeling would not have any impact on the current relationship between the two, perhaps she would forget it as soon as she turned her head.

But if a girl really kept it in her heart, who could guarantee that this small matter wouldn't become the fuse for the breakup of their relationship in the future?

A levee of a thousand li could collapse because of an ant's nest.

Sasaki has always believed that one can understand people's hearts by knowing the subtleties.

Only by grasping the details could the relationship between the two be "long-lasting and stable".

Any relationship needs to be maintained. If you don't maintain it...

Flies don't bite seamless eggs, this saying isn't without reason.

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Listening to Fuyumi's sincere words of assurance.

Knowing that he wouldn't lie to herself, Sakuragi Otome, with affection in her heart, supported her clean and jade-like body, leaned against his arms, and lightly kissed his neck.

"Muah~"

Like the gentle and dense raindrops hitting the water surface, the sound deliberately made by the petals of her lips touching the skin made his heart tremble.

Just when he wanted to move around.

Sakuragi Otome, who knew what he wanted to do, asked with a soft smile on her face stopping his thoughts, "Have Fuyumi made any friends at school these days?"

As early as in the afternoon, when he thought of Otome being in the same yoga club as Chifuyu.

Sasaki knew that sooner or later Otome would ask him if he knew that idiot.

So her sudden questioning and probing didn't cause any pause in his movements.

Now any abnormality in him would be infinitely magnified in Otome's eyes.

Although Sasagi knew Otome's intention to let go, but as a girl, if you took her words seriously, then you would lose.

You can take it as a comfort in your heart, but you can't reason with a girl using the words she said.

So until he found the right time, he wouldn't admit that there was someone else outside.

Therefore, while the movements continued, Sasaki responded fluently: "I got to know a few people around me."

Without waiting for the charming Otome to continue asking, he continued, "The person in front of me is working with me at the same convenience store. He introduced me to this job. His name is Haruno Ayato..."

After finishing talking about Ayato, knowing that this girl was quite satisfied with his truthful confession, Sasaki raised his mouth and talked about his seatmate:

"Sara Yasui, she is..."

Although it was a bit uncomfortable not to plug something in while distributing public grain.

But since Otome asked at this time, Sasagi naturally had no reason not to say it.

After pureeing all the interpersonal relationships in the class once.

Knowing that Otome was now very happy, Sasagi lightly kissed her clear and distinct clavicle, "Is there anything else you want to ask? My little housekeeper~"

At this time, hearing such a happy remark.

From the lips of Otome, who was biting a strand of cherry-colored hair, there came a response that sounded like it was mixed with honey, sweet and soft to the bone.

"No, nothing~"

...

As the morning sun rose, the light was gentle and faint.

The golden sunlight streamed through the window, casting a layer of gold gauze over the small figure covered with a thin quilt on the stark white sheets.

Faced with the bright orange glow, the little one, feeling the heat on their eyelids, grumbled like a little pig and pulled the quilt over their head, then turned their body to avoid the glaring light.

Sasaki, who had returned to his room and was getting dressed, noticed her movements.

After buttoning up his shirt, he slipped on his slippers and sat down at the edge of the bed.

Pa~

The muffled sound caused by the slapping of the quilt made Okino Rinka, who had not slept enough, hum softly through the quilt with some dissatisfaction.

Pulling the thin quilt down and looking at her milky white face, he stretched out his hand and pinched it gently:

"Your sister Otome has already gone down to cook. If you don't get up soon, she'll come to your room to call you~"

Opening her big tired eyes, Okino Rinka glanced sideways at Sasaki, who was sitting beside the bed in high spirits, and murmured in a doubtful tone: "Didn't you go to find sister Otome last night?"

Rinka herself didn't feel shy, and Sasaki certainly didn't feel embarrassed either.

Facing her straightforward question, he chuckled and replied, "I did, just came back to get dressed."

The just-closed eyelids reluctantly opened a crack.

Looking up and down at the refreshed Sasagi, as if he had just come from a hot spring, Rinka once again understood why sister Otome was so generous.

Just some sweet-talking last night had nearly exhausted her.

If she were to face what Sister Otome faced every night...

Would her petite body break down?

Okino Rinka, who was worried and curious, looked at Sasaki who was sitting on the bed and took out his mobile phone.

She then propped herself up and leaned on his back:

"Brother Fuyumi, what are you doing? Carry me back to the room~"

"Alright."

After accepting a friend request from Aunt Miyajima that came last night.

Sasagi pocketed his phone, with Rinka clinging to his back like a koala, and stood up heading towards her room.

Before they could leave through the door, a notification pinged from his phone.

Ding~

Supporting Rinka's little bottom with his left hand to prevent her from falling off, Sasaki glanced at his phone.

The message sender used an avatar of a beautiful woman with deep blue hair tied into shoulder-length braids, holding a little girl with similar features and blue hair, both smiling genuinely.

Having anticipated contact, he wasn't surprised that she reached out, just somewhat taken aback by Aunt Miyajima's promptness.

Giving a gentle shake to the girl, who was dozing off on his back, Sasaki lifted his finger to type a reply.

["Not yet, about to have breakfast."]

07:30 'Read'

[I was busy cleaning the house yesterday and didn't look at my phone. I'm sorry to keep Auntie waiting for so long(little_embarassed.jpg]

" 07:31 'Read'

The message was read almost immediately.

Just as the 'typing...' indicator flickered, several replies popped up.

[No worries, I just finished cooking and saw the message.] 07:31 'Read'

[Clean up the house... If Sasaki-kun doesn't mind, Aunt can help out~ (smiley_face.jpg)" 07:31 'Read'

'That's a bit... too enthusiastic...'

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