Chapter 46: An Apartment Filled with the Sadness of Concertino in Blue

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I managed to calm down Ange, who was on the verge of sulking.

It seems Ange will be coming here for the Spring Festival as well. Maybe she should just move here already.

“By the way, Kenzaki-san, do you know the details about the Spring Festival? A timetable would be great.”

“Unfortunately, it’s still up in the air. You might want to ask the festival’s committee chair.”

“Ugh, that’s a hassle…”

“Group date.”

“Got it. Who’s the committee chair?”

“I think it’s a guy named Mizumoto, a second-year. He’s in the economics department, so he’s a senior to both you and Mii.”

“…”

The name sounds vaguely familiar. Anyway, that’s enough to go on.

With that settled, I needed to get Kenzaki-san out of here before the gossip magazines sniffed us out.

‘Oh, Koichi! Yes, Koichi! That's it!’

“…”

“…”

Just as I was about to show her out, we both heard a voice from next door. Kenzaki-san and I exchanged glances.

“Hey, what's that? It sounds like a ghost's wail or something,” Ange said.

Seriously? It’s the middle of the day, Koichi-kun. Can't you keep it down?

Why is it that only the moans from next door come through so clearly in this apartment?

“Ange, cover your ears. Hearing this voice will curse you.”

“Wh-what? No way! I don’t want to be cursed!”

Honestly. Playing such loud, inappropriate noises where Ange can hear them. Good thing she’s easily scared.

Meanwhile, Kenzaki-san, who seemed like she could detect any whiff of drama, said:

“Hey, can I bang on the wall?”

“Yes. By all means.”

Bam!

She kicked the wall with such force that I thought it might break. For a moment, our irritation and anger were perfectly aligned.

‘…’

Ah, the noise stopped. I should have done this from the start at night, too.

“Seriously, it's ridiculous. Making us listen to such vulgar noises in broad daylight. It's the worst,” Kenzaki-san grumbled.

“Surprisingly, we agree,” I replied.

“Is it always like this with the neighbor?”

“First time during the day. Nighttime, though, it's a regular thing.”

“Awful environment…”

I had let my guard down because it was fine when Ange stayed over recently. Koichi-kun's just showing off now.

“I'm done. I'm going home,” said Kenzaki-san.

“Yeah, that's probably for the best.”

Despite her tough exterior, she seemed genuinely disgusted by the thought of the couple next door.

…Maybe she’s more innocent than she lets on.

But before she could leave, the front door opened unexpectedly. I had forgotten to lock it. Lesson not learned.

“Hey! Just because you're not getting any action doesn't mean you can—”

“Yo, Koichi-kun. That was quick. Did you not need to put your clothes back on?”

“…”

Koichi-kun, who had stormed in, suddenly went silent. What's going on?

…

Oh, right. There are two beautiful women in this room. One of them is a top-tier celebrity.

The celebrity was in full-on confrontational mode.

“Ah, so you're the neighbor? You're so loud that I can’t even talk about work. If you're so eager for daytime sex, maybe you should change your name to something like ‘Quickshot’ or ‘Premature’ instead of having your girlfriend yell ‘Koichi’.”

“I-I'm sorry…”

“And is that your girlfriend behind you? Let's have a look at her.”

“W-wait, is that… KYOKO?”

Kenzaki-san scrutinized the dumbfounded couple.

“…I'd give you two a combined score of 85. That's both of you together, not individually. Now, get lost. I don't want to see your faces anymore.”

With a harsh remark, she sent them packing.

Click.

The door closed with an unbelievably soft sound. I'd seen Koichi-kun's girlfriend for the first time. It wasn't envy-inducing at all.

By the way, a few days later, Koichi-kun moved out, and the ghostly noises ceased completely.

Good job, Kenzaki-san.