CH 5

My life until now was nothing special.

I studied at university, worked part-time at a convenience store, and hung out with friends.

But recently, that has changed.

“I’m home.”

I opened the front door.

“Ah, Matsuo-san. Welcome home.”

Ando-san said to me, standing in the kitchen, dressed in a T-shirt and G-pants.

She had a day off from her part-time job today, so she had gone home ahead of me after college to prepare dinner.

“Thank you, Ando-san.”

“Hmm?”

“No, for making dinner. This is the smell of miso soup, right? It smells soo good.”

I said, smiling.

But Ando-san was ….

She again had tears in her eyes. She cries a lot. But there was a reason for it.

There is a reason why she cries like this, every now and then.

I just recently met her.

Even though we live in the same house, we do not have a relationship in which we can be completely comfortable sharing things with each other yet. But still, I want to comfort her wounded heart as much as I can.

“…. Ah.”

I gently placed my hand on her head.

“Good girl, Ando-san is a good girl.”

I sounded as if I was soothing a child.

But …

“….Thank you.”

Ando-san smiled happily.

“Haha … hmm?”

“What’s wrong?”

“No, I was just wondering, …., Ando-san, do you go to the hair salon”

“U-um,…… I haven’t been to one for a long time.”

“Then, could it be that this hair is …”

“Y-yes. I cut it myself.”

I see, no wonder.

Overall, I don’t see much of a difference. Up close, the hair ends were a little disheveled.

She was so dexterous that she could cook and do housework perfectly, so she may be good at self-cutting. But even so, she was still an amateur, so her hair was a little uneven.

“… Alright. Let’s go get you a haircut next time,”

“Huh?”

“And while we’re at it, let’s buy some clothes, too”

“B-But I don’t have that kind of money….”

“Don’t worry, I’ll pay for it.”

“N-No, I-I can’t let you do that! Even if we’re just living in the same room….”

“Ando-san”

“Y-yes.”

“Don’t hold back, just rely on me.”

I smiled and said,

“…w-why are you, why are you being so kind to me?”

Ando-san stared at me, eyes still wet with tears, and said,

“That’s ….”

I was a little lost for an answer. I was not sure how I should answer.

“…Ando-san, you are a really nice girl, I just can’t leave you alone.”

“Nice..girl?”

“Uh, yeah. It’s rare these days.”

My words became a little awkward as I tried not to hurt Ando-san’s sensitive feelings.

“…. Um, Matsuo-san.”

“Hmm?”

“I will take advantage of your kindness.”

“Yes, please.”

“But in return, I’d like to do something for you.”

“What? No, it’s fine. You always make me a delicious meal.”

“B-But, that’s only natural…I want to do more for Matsuo-san…”

With that, Ando-san turned off the stove and once again, turned to me.

“U-um, Matsuo-san.”

“Yes?”

“T-That’s….I,My body is weak and thin and you may not be able to have any fun, B-But..”

Ando-san blushed and said with a sullen look on his face.

“I-if you don’t mind, … do what you want.”

For a moment I couldn’t understand what she was saying.

“…… uh, Ando-san?”

“I-I’m a virgin, but I’ll do my best!”

She said and tried to take off her T-shirt.

“Woah, wait a minute!”

I stopped her quickly.

“Let’s calm down, Ando-san.”

I took her to the living room and made her sit down

“Are you fine, Ando-san?”

“Y-yes.”

“I don’t want anything from you.”

“Huh!…I-I knew it, my body is not enough,…”

“Not like that…Even without that, I will help you.”

“Matsuo-san?

“I mean, I’m glad that you feel that way… But demanding a girl’s body in exchange for helping her is the lowest kind of thing a man can do.”

“Ah …, I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean to imply that Matsuo-san is such a scumbag,…!”

“I know that.”

I smiled and patted her head.

“Yosh, let’s eat. I’m starving.”

“Y-yes. All I have to do is serve it.”

“Well, I’ll take care of serving.”

We got up and did our respective jobs. And on the table, there were delicious-looking dishes again today.

“Oh, cabbage rolls…as usual, they’re magnificent.”

“T-that’s…”

“Ah, which is better, ketchup or black pepper?”

I asked,

“Well, yeah… but I think I’d be happy if you tasted it as it is. …”

“Really now. Can I have some then?”

“p-please. ……”

For some reason, Ando-san blushed and looked down. Since she was such a good cook, she should be more confident. After all, she was a good girl, humble and modest.

She definitely deserves to be happy.

“… Yeah, it’s delicious!”

“R-Really?”

“I don’t think I’ll ever need ketchup or black pepper again.”

“I-I’m so happy ……, but since you’re here, try different things.”

“Really? Well, I’ll give it a try. A taste change?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

She nodded.

“Oh, that’s right. When shall we go for a haircut?”

“Y-yea…”

Me and Ando-san took our time discussing over a hot supper.