Chapter 15 | To Her House and Overnight Stay

After the New Year’s party at the main house, I…

I was on my way to Rika’s house in a limousine.

“…………”

Rika was stunned by the 50 million yen New Year’s gift my grandfather had prepared for her.

In shock, she collapsed and stayed in bed until night.

When she wakes up, Saburo is driving her home in a limousine because it’s late at night.

“Um…Rika? Are you mad at me…?”

Rika, sitting in front of me, has been silent for a long time.

I tried to talk to her many times, but she didn’t say anything back.

I wonder if I did something wrong…

“It’s here! Rika-chan!”

I get out of the limo.

“Are you sure…this is the place?”

It’s a very shabby, wooden apartment.

It’s a two-story building, but it looks like it’s going to fall apart at any moment.

“If the wind blows, this apartment looks like it’s going to fall down.”

“Saburo! Hey! Don’t talk like that!”

Rika sighs.

“Well, it’s a piece of junk, that’s for sure.”

“Ah, um…”

Rika opens the door of the room at the end of the hall.

“Well then… see you.”

The mood was awkward, but I felt like I shouldn’t get too deep into it…

“Wait, Shin-chan.”

She takes my hand with a squeak.

“Come in. I can at least make you some tea.”

“Oh, but I…”

“Come in. It’s cold.”

“Ah, yes…”

I was pushed into the shabby apartment by a mysterious power.

“Where’s Saburo?”

“I’ll wait outside myself! I’ve got to go play the New Year’s gacha!”

This guy…!

He ran away…!

I am the only one who is let into the apartment.

Inside…it was just as shabby as outside.

“It’s freezing…!”

The walls and windows are rattling.

How can it be colder than outside?

“Let’s turn on the heater.”

“Right.”

At the end of the room, I approach something resembling a drum.

She brought a red plastic tank and poured the contents into it with a hose.

“What is this?”

“An oil stove.”

“An …oil… stove?”

I know what a stove is, but I didn’t know there was such a thing…

With a click, she lit the stove with a lighter and fired it up.

After a little while, the room became warmer and warmer.

I get into the kotatsu and wait for her to change.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

Rika walks in, dressed in her loungewear.

She is wearing a fluffy sweatshirt and cute animal slippers on her feet.

She’s wearing a half coat over her top and a scarf around her neck.

“Oh, you’re so cold-proof…kushun.”

“Use this.”

Rika handed me the same thing.

“I don’t plan to stay long…”

“Just put it on. I don’t want you to catch a cold.

“Ah, yes…”

I also put on the same fluffy clothes.

Rika sits next to the kotatsu.

On the table is a cup of hot water.

“Here you go.”

“Itadakimasu…ah, it’s delicious…”

It tastes like yuzu.

It doesn’t seem to be green tea.

“Do you… live here?”

“Yes. With my mother.”

There is a six-and-a-half-mat Japanese-style room and a kitchen.

I guess you could call it 1k.

“It’s so small…”

“It can’t be helped.”

Rika doesn’t talk about it publicly, but you can see that her family is quite poor.

Even my grandfather said that the Rika family is financially struggling…

“Ah, what about your mother?”

“Working.”

“E, heh… it must be hard to work so late into the night.”

The time is almost midnight.

If she doesn’t come home until this late, she must have a pretty special job…

“…………”

The only sound is the ticking of the clock.

I feel awkward… I want to go home, but I don’t feel like she’s going to let me…

“Um…you know. Shin-chan.”

“What is it…?”

Rika murmured.

“About that thing you said earlier… about Ryu-chan…”

She seemed to be referring to my relative, Ryu-chan, who we met at Kaida’s house.

“Are you sure, you don’t have anything going on right now?”

She asks with a very serious face.

“What do you mean nothing…?”

“I mean…your fiancée…”

“Oh, yeah…of course. That was when I was a child.”

Rika glanced at me.

“But… she’s so beautiful and rich, isn’t she? Don’t you like her…?”

I don’t really understand the question.

Well, that’s fine.

“No, I don’t. I mean, she likes someone else. Someone other than me.”

“What?”

Rika’s eyes were wide with surprise.

“So, there’s someone she likes… huh? Have you seen that person?”

“No, I’ve never met him, but Ryu-chan says he’s older and cooler than me.”

Rika sighs heavily and plops down on the kotatsu table.

“Thank goodness…”

She sighs softly as she plops down on her face.

“Glad…?”

“I was afraid that Ryu-chan would take Shin-chan away from me…”

“Haha. No, no. She sees me as her brother. And as I said before, she seems to be in love with someone else.”

“But… I think Shin-chan might like her, you know?”

“No, I don’t. She’s a big sister to me, too. She’s not my type.”

Rika’s body reacts with a jerk.

With a jerk, she gets up and brings her face close to mine.

So close, so close!

Big eyes! Her face is so small! And she smells so good!

“What is your type…Shin-chan?”

Oh, what is it? I feel like I’m being questioned.

“Eh, it’s not important, isn’t it…”

“Say it.”

“Uh, yes…”

Is this what it means to say whether I have a type or not?

Under pressure from Rika, I answered.

“Oh.”

“Oh?”

“A girl with… big boobs.”

I glance at Rika’s breasts.

My eyes are drawn to the two large breasts that are hanging right there in front of me.

She’s wearing thick clothes, but her boobs are still showing… how big are they?

Rika pulls her body back and looks at her breasts.

“Hmm… you like big boobs?”

“Yeah…”

“I see. I see. I see~♡”

Rika Rihana is smiling brightly.

“That’s right! Ryu-chan is a cutting board! She was so flat and smooth!”

That man is meek, so he won’t get mad, but if my grandpa heard that, he’d kill me…

I’m glad he’s not here.

“I see! I’m so relieved! Oh, my God, I feel so much better!”

“Did you really care that much?”

“Yes, I was. I mean, if someone suddenly showed you their fiancée or a huge mansion like that… you’d be depressed, right?”

I don’t understand.

I don’t know… but considering this shabby apartment and her special family environment, I guess she does care.

“I don’t want Shin-chan to be taken away…”

“What…? What do you mean?

Rika’s face turns red.

She closes her eyes and nods her head.

“…no”

“I-I see…”

“Yeah. No… absolutely…”

I-I wonder what that means…

Well, what does that… what does that mean…

What do you mean you don’t want to let me go?

I wonder if it’s okay to expect…

“…………”

Awkward!

“Hey, hey… Shin-chan.”

“What? What is it…?”

She blushes and fidgets as she says…

“Today…will you stay over?”

“Huh? Staying over?”

What is she talking about?

“It’s late…you should go home tomorrow.”

“No, no, no, no!”

“Oh no…how will I stay in a 1k apartment!”

“Oh, I have two futons… and my mom won’t be home today.”

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Oh, oh, your mother is not coming home?

And sleeping on the futon side by side…?

I can’t help imagining such a thing!

No, no, no… that’s too high of a level for a shy nerd!

“I’m going home!”

“Oh, hey!”

I take off my borrowed clothes and go outside…!

I have to get out of this peachy space as soon as possible…!

“What’s that? Saburo?”

The limo that was supposed to be waiting outside… is gone.

“What? Where is the limousine…? Saburo-san?

That’s when it happened.

With a pop, I received a notification on my phone.

[I’m going home. Good luck!]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

[What are you doing? Come pick me up quick!]

I hurriedly replied to the LINE.

Then came another reply.

[Oh, but you’re staying over today, aren’t you?]

[I’m not! Why would you say that?]

[I thought you were in that kind of mood. Did I do something unnecessary?]

Yes, you did!

Pokon, the line comes again.

[I can’t pick you up because I’ve already gone home and had a few drinks. Also, the last train has already passed, so you can’t go home.]

What? What…and…

[I’m going to go to a restaurant and eat. I bet Rika is asking you out too! It’s common in erotic games, so this is the kind of situation I’m talking about.]

I don’t know!

After that, I didn’t receive any more messages from him.

He didn’t pick me up, he didn’t come.

I missed the last train too…

Oh, what? Well, then, this is…

“Hey, what are you doing, Shin-chan?”

I turned around to see Rika standing there, her face bright red.

“Hurry…come inside. It’s cold…”

…And so it was that I ended up staying over at my fake girlfriend’s house, even though we were not yet officially dating.

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