Category: Oshi Dream Life

“I can’t believe you moved here…” (Shizuka)

“I came to keep an eye on nasty bugs like you so that you won’t bother onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

“Bugs?! You should go back and learn how to treat your senpais with respect…” (Shizuka)

“I treat those deserving of respect with the appropriate attitude. Shizuka is not one of them.” (Mafuyu)

“Nugiiii…! You think you can just say whatever you want…?” (Shizuka)

“Fufu, you two really get along well, don’t you?” (Hiyori)

The cheerful voices of the Kashimashi Musume Trio¹ echoed from the living room.

While Hiyorin easily agreed to Mafuyu-chan joining Souma-kai, Shizuka grumbled with an ‘ugh…’ but seeing her happily engaged in conversation made me think that she was at least happy about having more friends of similar age.

“…The dining table sure is getting more lively these days.” (Souma)

Unexpectedly, it seems that there are a lot of people who feel lonely when eating alone. Shizuka was one of them. However, I lived alone for two years, yet I never once felt that way.

Actually, in the beginning, when the Souma-kai started, I was mentally drained from the lively dinners.

But recently, there have been times when I feel something is missing without Shizuka’s loud remarks or Hiyorin’s relaxed laughter, and even those occasional drunk moments.

Whatever the case, starting today, I’m happy that our dining table will be more lively. Or at least, that’s how I feel.

“Shizuka, you took pictures of onii-chan’s food and lied about cooking them yourself on Twitter, right?” (Mafuyu)

“I-I did get proper permission, you know?” (Shizuka)

“Should I spill the beans?” (Mafuyu)

“Ah, well, if I did that, it might make Souma-kun would be sad. After all, Souma-kun is my fan, you know?” (Shizuka)

“Tch… I’ll let that one slide…” (Mafuyu)

“It sure is nice to be young.” (Hiyori)

“Sorry to keep you waiting! Today we are having Chinese cuisine!” (Souma)

To celebrate Mafuyu-chan officially joining Souma-kai, we are having a bigger feast than usual.

As I set the large plates on the table, the faces of the three girls light up with excitement.

“Wow, it looks delicious!” (Shizuka)

“…I can have onii-chan’s homemade cooking again…” (Mafuyu)

“Maybe I should go for beer today.” (Hiyori)

…I used to think that the 4-seater table was inconvenient, but I never imagined that it would be filled up like this.

I know it’s a cliché line, but you really never know what life has in store for you.

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“…?” (Souma)

When I woke up, I found Mafuyu-chan sleeping next to me.

In the single bed, her face which resembles that of an exquisite foreign doll, was so close to me that our lips almost touched. It was as if we were sharing a single pillow.

Mafuyu-chan’s chest moved gently as she breathed in and out, making a quiet sleeping sound.

…Unable to grasp the situation, I looked around the room. It was the same ceiling and the same bed. Nothing had changed.

…

This must be a dream.

Thinking that, I pinched Mafuyu-chan’s cheek, and indeed, it didn’t hurt.²

I see, I see. So, it was just a dream.

Yeah, that makes sense. There’s no way Mafuyu-chan would be sleeping next to me. And I’m sure I locked the door properly too.

…Lately, a lot of people from my life seem to be appearing in my dreams. Just the other day, the Hiyorin in my dreams showed up in her underwear for some reason. That one was quite troublesome.

“Hmm… Good morning, onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

Perhaps because I pinched her cheek, Mafuyu-chan woke up. As she noticed that I was awake, she gave a sweet smile and narrowed her eyes in happiness.

“Good morning, Mafuyu-chan.” (Souma)

What a realistic dream. It’s almost as if it’s real.

While still facing each other on our sides, I try pinching Mafuyu-chan’s cheek again. It’s as if I’m touching a soft, squishy bun. The texture feels incredibly real. Today’s dream sure feels realistic

“What’s wrong, onii-chan?” (Mafuyu)

Mafuyu-chan gently grabs my hand as if it were cradling³ her cheek. Slowly, she pulls my hand away from her face and then closes her eyes, gradually bringing her face closer.

Originally, we weren’t even 10 centimeters apart.

Mafuyu-chan’s tender lips slowly approach mine, and…

“Wait a minute!!!!” (Souma)

I spring up from the bed.

I nearly let myself get carried away by the moment. If I had surrendered myself to Mafuyu-chan, I might find myself filing for a marriage certificate by tomorrow.

“We were so close…” (Mafuyu)

“Mafuyu-chan! Why are you sleeping in my bed?” (Souma)

I give Mafuyu-chan a scolding while she pouts in dissatisfaction. Even though we are over 18 years old, there are still lines between what’s appropriate and what’s not.

“I must have been half-asleep and made a mistake.” (Mafuyu)

“As if! You used the spare key to get in, didn’t you?” (Souma)

Perhaps it’s because I’m not scary, but Mafuyu-chan doesn’t seem the least bit remorseful. Did I raise her the wrong way?

“…Well, it’s actually your fault, onii-chan. I gave you a spare key, but you never tried sneaking into my room at night. I was awake and waiting, you know.” (Mafuyu)

“…Huh?” (Souma)

She suddenly brings up something nonsensical, and I respond with a weird confused noise.

When did this world become a place where sneaking into someone’s room at night is considered proper manners?

Is this still a dream after all?

Questions keep surfacing in my mind.

“Mafuyu-chan, you need to go back to kindergarten and start over learning moral education.” (Souma)

“You want to do a baby play? If you wanted to, you should have said so sooner.” (Mafuyu)

“That’s not true! Haa… I thought you were the only one who had some common sense, Mafuyu-chan…” (Souma)

“Fufu, from now on, let’s get along (Yoroshiku ne), onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

Mafuyu-chan sits up with a meaningful smile.

In response, the blanket that was covering her lower half dropped, revealing her exquisitely sculpted bare legs…

…Bare legs?

“Mafuyu-chan, why aren’t you wearing anything below?!” (Souma)

I quickly avert my gaze.

Mafuyu-chan had nothing on except for a T-shirt on top and just a pair of panties below. Her snow-white and slender legs were shamelessly exposed.

Wait… she didn’t attack me while I was sleeping, did she?

Feeling uneasy, I start checking various parts of my body.

“It’s just how I sleep. Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything today.” (Mafuyu)

After seeing my reaction, Mafuyu-chan mentions such a thing.

What does she mean by “today”?

“Because forcing things is not good, you know…” (Mafuyu)

I’m too tired to say anything else. I let out a big sigh, and then my phone’s alarm goes off. It seems that it is the usual time.

“This can’t be a dream after all… Anyways, Mafuyu-chan, do you want to join me for breakfast?” (Souma)

“Yeah! Thanks, onii-chan!” (Mafuyu)

I’ll have to introduce Mafuyu-chan to the nearest kindergarten later… As I think about such things, I move to the kitchen and crack two eggs into a frying pan.

And so another day begins.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

Your gonna send a yandere to kindergarten?! Are you trying to traumatize the kids or rather, aren’t you worried that Mafuyu-chan might also turn them into yanderes?

P.S. I just finished a oneshot, it was a lot of fun to translate tbh. Feel free to check it out, it’s called:
How to make a childhood friend! ~If you don’t have a childhood friend, you can just make one!?~

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Footnote:

1. I could be wrong but Kashimashi Musume is a music comedy acting group in 1956 consisting of 3 sisters. This is probably a reference to that.
2. I know that it should normally be pinching your own cheeks, but I swear this is the actual translation of the raw.
3. Cradling means holding gently and protectively.

After that, the peaceful days continued for the next 2 weeks.

As usual, Shizuka kept posting pictures of my cooking, falsely claiming that she made tham, and managed to maintain her status as ‘Ette-sama the Domestic Goddess’ on Twitter. Thanks to Ette-sama’s fans replying with comments like ‘Looks delicious!’ in response, I couldn’t help but feel secretly happy.

Moreover, her habits of tidying up didn’t quite stick, and I found myself doing a thorough cleaning for her once a week. I hope she will graduate from living in a dump soon.

On the other hand, Hiyorin and I started having frequent drinking sessions at home.

Occasionally, we drink a bit too much and get rowdy, but for the most part, we are able to spend relaxed and laid-back times together.

I also got to hear some valuable anecdotes¹, such as behind-the-scenes stories with other voice actors from Zanimaus and details about their live performances. We’re planning to have a Zanimasu live viewing party next time, so I’m looking forward to it already.

Although, I haven’t seen Mafuyu-chan much lately…

After that one time, she came to Souma-kai, we haven’t crossed paths much, not even at university.

The only time we do see each other is during the ‘Information Media Studies’ lecture, but Mafuyu-chan is always with her friend Arisa-chan, making it hard to approach her. That’s why Mafuyu-chan and I have grown a bit distant recently.

── On a certain day, during a day off.

*Ding-dong*

The mechanical sound of the intercom resonates through the living room.

“Who is looking for me in the middle of the day like this?” (Souma)

I check the monitor somewhat curiously, and appearing before me, was not Shizuka, nor Hiyorin, but surprisingly, it was Mafuyu-chan. What’s more, behind her were sturdy men carrying cardboard boxes and furniture towards the vacant door.

“No way────” (Souma)

Could she have moved in?

Suppressing my growing anticipation, I open the front door, and Mafuyu-chan’s face lights up with a bright smile.

“Onii-chan… I did it♪” (Mafuyu)

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“So, did your Mom gave you permission to move?” (Souma)

“Well, I kinda pushed my luck a bit. But when I mentioned your name, she said, ‘Then it’s safe’. Mom wanted to meet you too, onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

“That brings back memories. Next time, you should let me know so I can help.” (Souma)

I naturally found myself helping Mafuyu-chan unpack her things.

By evening, we had mostly finished tidying up, and now we were mostly chatting while leisurely moving things around.

By the way, at some point, Shizuka had poked her head out from Mafuyu-chan’s front entrance to see how things were going.

If I didn’t know her, she would look totally suspicious. I wonder if Hiyorin felt the same way when she moved in…?

This girl is quite the scatterbrain.

“Anyways,… I’m relieved. We haven’t been able to talk much lately, Mafuyu-chan. I started wondering if maybe you didn’t like me anymore.” (Souma)

“As if I could ever dislike onii-chan, even if the world ended.” (Mafuyu)

Mafuyu-chan tilts her head as if wondering why I was asking such a stupid question.

I thought she was avoiding me… I guess it was just my imagination?

Anyway, I’m relieved it was just a misunderstanding.

Shizuka, Hiyorin, and now Mafuyu-chan.

With Mafuyu-chan moving in, all of my neighbors are now familiar faces. Life is shaping up to be quite enjoyable, isn’t it?

“Oh right, onii-chan. I want you to take this.” (Mafuyu)

After saying that, Mafuyu-chan clasps both of my hands tightly in hers.

Amidst the warm sensation, I can feel the presence of something solid.

“──── Is this a key?” (Souma)

Mafuyu-chan’s hands slowly let go.

What remains in my palm is a key with a very familiar design.

“I thought I’d give you a spare key.” (Mafuyu)

A spare key…?

I stare at the key that was handed to me.

The design looks similar to the one to my house. This is definitely a key to one of our apartments.

Yet, there’s something I don’t understand.

“…………Why are you giving me a spare key?” (Souma)

Spare keys are something couples give each other when they are considering living together or getting married, right?

I don’t even need to dig up memories to know that there’s no reason for Mafuyu-chan to give me a spare key.

I haven’t been drinking with anyone but Hiyorin lately, so there’s no way I could have asked for something like this unknowingly. Besides, we have been growing a bit distant recently.

Mafuyu-chan tilts her head in response to my question as if wondering why I’m even asking. I find it a bit strange to see her tilting her head like that.

“Onii-chan. You are my onii-chan, right?” (Mafuyu)

Technically not true.

I want to say that, but I’m overwhelmed by Mafuyu-chan’s odd intimating presence. I can’t do anything but nod. Your eyes aren’t smiling, Mafuyu-chan. When a beauty has a serious expression, it’s a bit intimidating.

“Uh, yeah…” (Souma)

I slowly nod my head a couple of times.

“Siblings shouldn’t keep any secrets from each other, right? Since you’re my onii-chan, I’m not going to hide anything.” (Mafuyu)

The Mafuyu-chan in front of me doesn’t resemble the one I know. I can feel a chill run down my spine.

Taking a step closer, Mafuyu-chan places her palm against my chest and looks up at me with a sharp gaze that makes it difficult to turn away.

“────Onii-chan, you feel the same way, right?” (Mafuyu)

“Y-Yeah, that’s right. You’re absolutely right.” (Souma)

I nodded without fully understanding what Mafuyu-chan was saying. It was a reaction driven by my survival instinct. Right now, I just want to ease the tension with Mafuyu-chan. I want her to go back to normal.

The Mafuyu-chan who had the same expression throughout suddenly breaks into a smile.

“I’m glad, onii-chan. I’m relieved you feel the same way. So, onii-chan’s spare key… give it to me.” (Mafuyu)

When did I go wrong?

Mafuyu-chan holds out her hand, requesting a spare key. Upon closer look, her eyes seem devoid of life, and it felt like a punishment directed at me for some mistake I couldn’t quite pinpoint.

God, please. Please return Mafuyu-chan to her normal self.

Such a plea wouldn’t reach anyone, and I found myself surrendering the spare key to Mafuyu-chan.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

I wish we had an illustration of this lol. My man basically just gave his soul to the devil.

You know in the light novel, it looks like Shizuka is the focus for vol 1 while Hiyori is the focus for vol 2. That means that Mafuyu is gonna be the focus for vol 3 — which could be the last depending on whether the MC survives it or not.

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Footnote:

1. Anecdote is a short amusing or interesting story about a real incident or person.

“(Looks delicious! Can I drop by? It’s going to be past 10 PM though…)” (Hiyori)

After I finished watching the one-hour Zanimasu live stream, I started cleaning the bowls and chopsticks that Shizuka had used. Around this time, I received a reply from Hiyorin

After 10 PM huh… that’s about one hour from now. If that’s the case, then it’s not a problem.

“(It’s okay. You can take your time.)” (Souma)

After sending the reply, I returned to washing the dishes. Hmm I don’t really have anything to do until then.

“Should I take a shower first?” (Souma)

I ended up taking a shower and browsed through cooking recipe websites idly when the intercom rang. On the monitor was a familiar cream-beige colored dress. It was Hiyorin, still in the same outfit as she had been seen during the live stream earlier.

Oh, so that’s her casual outfit.

I hurriedly opened the front door.

“Good evening, and thank you for your hard work, Hiyorin-san.” (Souma)

“Souma-kun. I’m sorry for coming so late.” (Hiyori)

“It’s okay. Please come in.” (Souma)

She followed me into the living room.

“I’ll go and reheat it, so please wait a while.” (Souma)

After lightly reheating the food in the frying pan and placing it on the table, Hiyorin started talking with a delighted voice.

“Wow. It looks really good. Souma-kun, you’re amazing~” (Hiyori)

“It’s not really a big deal. Reheating the fish can make it a bit dry, so I can’t guarantee the taste.” (Souma)

“No, it’s definitely going to be delicious. Oh, by the way, Souma-kun, would you mind having some alcohol with me?” (Hiyori)

Hiyori had brought a bottle of alcohol and some carbonated water with her.

“Of course. But what’s this?” (Souma)

“This is a whisky called Glenmorangie. It has a citrusy aroma, and when you make a highball¹ with it, it’s incredibly delicious.” (Hiyori)

“Is that so?” (Souma)

I have never heard of it before. I usually only buy Suntory or Nikka whisky.

“I’ll borrow the kitchen for a moment.” (Hiyori)

Hiyori prepared glasses and such in a manner that felt like she was used to it. Yeah, it’s more relaxing when she just does what she wants.

As I watched Hiyorin’s back while she was working, she returned holding two glasses.

“Here you go.” (Hiyori)

*Cling* 

She placed the glasses in front of me. Inside the glasses, the pale golden highball emitted a gentle fizz.

“Souma-kun.” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin, sitting across from me, smiled as she held her glass.

I raised my glass and lightly clinked it against Hiyori’s.

“Alright then… Cheers.” (Souma)

The second part of Souma-kai has begun…²

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“—So, you see, American whiskey is called Bourbon, and Scottish whiskey is called Scotch. Japanese whiskey is derived from Scottish whiskey, so it’s similar to Scotch.” (Hiyori)

“Oh… I see, I didn’t know that.” (Souma)

All worries aside, the Acqua Pazza has comfortably settled in Hiyorin’s stomach, and I was leisurely enjoying drinks with her now. Despite my initial vigilance, there was no sign of her getting drunk. It was the usual calm Hiyori.

“By the way, in Scotch and Bourbon, the spelling of ‘whiskey’ is different. Scotch doesn’t have an ‘e’, so it’s spelled ‘whisky’, while Bourbon adds an ‘e’, making it ‘whiskey’. It’s interesting to pay attention to the labels. Maker’s Mark, for instance, is a Bourbon, but it doesn’t have the ‘e’ in its name because it was started by Scottish immigrants, even though it’s a bourbon.” (Hiyori)

Hiyori was unusually talkative and her face was brightening up with joy. She sure does love alcohol.

“Do you often drink outside, Hiyorin-san?” (Souma)

I asked out of curiosity.

The reason I asked was that if she were to get drunk outside, it could cause inconvenience to others.

And, to be honest, I didn’t want anyone to see her like that… I don’t like it.

I didn’t want to see Hiyorin being reliant on someone else. Especially not if that someone else was a guy.

Hiyorin’s face twisted with a hint of embarrassment at my question.

“Ahaha, well, you see… I seem to get a bit rowdy when I’m drunk, so I try not to drink outside. It’s not like I’m that weak to alcohol or anything, but I shouldn’t do it outside just to be safe.” (Hiyori)

“I see, I didn’t know that.” (Souma)

So Hiyorin was aware of her tendency to get drunk. In that case, it makes sense she would avoid drinking in public places.

“By the way, did I do anything to you yesterday? I don’t usually get drunk with that amount of alcohol… But yesterday was so much fun, and before I knew it, I was already drunk.” (Hiyori)

Don’t usually get drunk from that amount…?

I’m pretty sure yesterday, Hiyorin had drunk three strong canned drinks after the beer. She’s unexpectedly quite resistant to alcohol.

“Ah… yeah. Nothing happened yesterday.” (Souma)

Remembering what happened yesterday made me feel embarrassed, so I averted my gaze.

If I let my guard down, I might recall that soft sensation.

“Come on, don’t lie. Your attitude tells me that I did something, right?… Tell me, what did I do…?” (Hiyori)

I was met with Hiyorin’s glistening eyes, looking up at me with a slight tilt of her head. Her cheeks were flushed, perhaps from the alcohol, and it was incredibly alluring.

I could feel a sudden rush of blood to my face. My cheeks were burning, and my heart was racing.

Perhaps my ability to think had decreased, as I ended up blurting out the truth.

“…………You put me on your lap… and hugged me…………” (Souma)

“~~~~~~~~~” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin covered her face with both hands upon hearing my confession. Her ears were red too.

“I’m sorry… You must have disliked it, being so close to someone like me…………” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin continued to apologize with her face still covered. Her voice seemed to quiver slightly.

“Please don’t say that! It’s just that… well, it wasn’t, how should I put it, unpleasant…” (Souma)

“………..Eh?” (Hiyori)

With her face still covered, Hiyorin created a small gap between her fingers and looked at me.

“L-Look! Since Yasumi Hiyori is my oshi… you know… I was quite happy…” (Souma)

While I had started talking randomly to cheer Hiyorin up, I suddenly realized that I might have just said something incredibly absurd!

What’s the alcohol percentage of that whiskey? I must be drunk right now or something.

“Souma-kun… When I hugged you tightly, does it make you happy?” (Hiyori)

“Huh…?” (Souma)

Hiyorin slowly removed her hands from her face which had turned as red as a boiled octopus, and walked up to me.

“Isn’t it… okay…? Since you’re cooking for me, if you want… I don’t mind hugging you.” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin turned her red face away while intertwining and fidgeting her fingers.

“Wait─ Hiyori-san, aren’t you drunk!?” (Souma)

“N-No, I’m not drunk, but… right now, I’m really embarrassed.” (Hiyori)

*Urgh* Hiyorin’s embarrassed smile looked so cute that I almost fell in love with her.

“Ahaha, you’re right. A-Anyways, let’s stop with the hugging. Otherwise, I might end up doing something weird too! Actually, the atmosphere is a bit strange right now!” (Souma)

I averted my gaze from Hiyorin who continued looking at me with the same expression.

Seeing Hiyorin like this… to be honest, I felt like I might give in to my desire and impulsively push her down.

“Y-Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, I said something weird. Just forget about it.” (Hiyori)

“Okay! I’ll forget about it completely! Like, really forget about it!” (Souma)

“But… thank you. Thank you for being honest.” (Hiyori)

“…………Yeah.” (Souma)

With my heart still pounding, the second part of the “Souma-kai” came to an end.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

Cute Hiyorin in this chapter, I see this as an absolute win. 

I guess the author also provides free drinking lessons. I don’t know much about drinking and cooking, so I can’t give accurate information all that much.

We are gonna have 3 chapters of Mafuyu after this so brace yourself.

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Footnote:

1. I’m not gonna pretend I know this stuff so here’s a google answer. Highball is a mixed alcoholic drink composed of an alcoholic base spirit and a larger proportion of a non-alcoholic mixer, often a carbonated beverage.
2. Last chapter’s incident with Shizuka was considered part 1, this is considered part 2 of that. I know it makes no sense cause of the wording, but the raw of this was weird to translate. It translates to “Souma-kai part 2 — HajimariHajimari”.

“Alright, it’s done!” (Souma)

“Yay! Hurry up, hurry up!” (Shizuka)

Shizuka was making a commotion at the table. Just like a child.

While I placed the dish on the table, Shizuka let out an exaggerated remark.

“Ooo! It looks so delicious! What kind of dish is this?” (Shizuka)

“Acqua Pazza. It’s an Italian dish featuring olive oil and poached fish.” (Souma)

“Italian cuisine!? Wait, Soma-kun, are you a chef?” (Shizuka)

“No, not really. I mean, it’s my first time making it, so don’t expect too much.” (Souma)

Since I’m making food for women, I wanted to try to make something more stylish. This is the end result, although I’m not quite confident in the taste.

Well, at least it looks appealing to eat.

In the center of a garlic-infused white wine soup, I placed olive oil-seared slices of red snapper (fish), accompanied by clams and cherry tomatoes. Finally, I sprinkled some Italian basil on top. The white, red, and green colors blended together nicely, making it quite appetizing.

“Hey, hey, can I take a picture of this?” (Shizuka)

Shizuka asked while holding her phone.

“Are you planning to post it on Twitter?” (Souma)

“Uh, yeah… Is that not okay?” (Shizuka)

“…It’s fine, but just remember, I won’t always be there to rescue you like yesterday.” (Souma)

Shizuka seems to be trying to establish Ette-sama as ‘The Expert Chef’.

She probably wants to fulfill the demand for Ette-sama’s cooking mentioned in the previous stream.

I don’t really mind it, but I am worried that she will be exposed one day. After all, she can’t even properly clean up a room, let alone cook.

“It’ll be fine. I’ll make sure nothing goes wrong.” (Shizuka)

Shizuka looked for a good angle and took multiple pictures of the Acqua Pazza.

“Alright… Sorry for making you wait. Shall we eat?” (Shizuka)

“Yeah, let’s eat.” (Souma)

“Then… Let’s dig in! Itadakimasu!” (Shizuka)

We clasped our hands together and put the fish into their mouths.

“Wow… This is actually pretty good.” (Souma)

“Mmm! It’s incredibly delicious!” (Shizuka)

“I’m glad if you think so.” (Souma)

Shizuka was enjoying the cherry tomatoes with gusto.

Impressive that she can eat vegetables like that.

While watching over Shizuka with a somewhat paternal feeling, I noticed something.

“Sorry, can I watch a bit of MeTube?” (Souma)

“*Munching*… What’s up?” (Shizuka)

“I’m gonna check out Hiyorin’s live stream.” (Souma)

As I spoke, I placed my smartphone on the table.

Zanimasu’s live broadcast had just started.

“(Welcome~ it’s time for this week’s Zanimasu live stream! I’m your host, Yasumi Hiyori, and…)” (Yasumi Hiyori)

“(Endou Renna!)” (Renna)

“(And I’m Fujimi Akina!)” (Akina)

“I made it in time.” (Souma)

I could watch it later, but I prefer to catch it live if possible.

“*Munching* Wait, that first bit *Munching*… Was that Hiyorin-san!?” (Shizuka)

“Decide whether you’re eating or talking. She gives off a different vibe on camera, right?” (Souma)

“Yeah. I thought it was someone else.” (Shizuka)

Seeing Shizuka’s interest, I adjusted the orientation of the smartphone towards her. Shizuka stopped eating and stared at the screen intently.

“(Let’s dive right into the next segment! … Ta-da! Let’s take a look at the SSR scenario corner! For this corner, we have invited the voice actor of the new SSR idol to discuss their impressions of the scenario! Our guest this week is… Yes, it’s me, Yasumi Hiyori!)” (Yasumi Hiyori)

I was really looking forward to this week’s live stream.

In Zanimasu, the cards that you get from gacha pulls come with quite lengthy scenarios. You could even say that the strength of Zanimasu lies in the quality of these scenarios. As you progress through them, the idols’ work ethics and their emotions towards the producer grow, and it gets incredibly emotional. Seriously, I want people to start playing Zanimasu right away.

In the recent gacha update, they added a new SSR card for the character “Hoshino Kotori” which is voiced by Yasumi Hiyori. So, that means that this week’s guest is Yasumi Hiyori.

By the way, Hoshino Kotori is also one of my favorite characters, so I saved up enough gems to hit the guaranteed pity counter (300 pulls).

Although, I hope she comes out in a 10-pull early. I would rather not spend so many pulls.

“Hiyorin seems so composed… It’s really impressive.” (Shizuka)

Shizuka stared at Hiyorin on the screen with a serious expression.

“…From my perspective, I think you’re amazing too, Shizuka. I wouldn’t be able to speak in front of tens of thousands of people like you do.” (Souma)

“Eh?” (Shizuka)

Shizuka raised her face from the smartphone and looked at me.

“Yesterday, you had ten of thousands of viewers, right? I wouldn’t be able to say anything due to nervousness.” (Souma)

Imagine it.

My words are being heard by people all over the country, no, all over the world.

My every word brings joy, comfort, and laughter.

…Hmm, yeah, it’s definitely impossible for me.

“At first, I was nervous too, but you can get used to it quickly.” (Shizuka)

“Well, I don’t think just anyone can do it. Besides, I think it’s because of Shizuka’s communication skills.” (Souma)

“You think so?” (Shizuka)

Shizuka seemed to not be able to fully grasp her own talent.

“That’s right. Because I… I enjoy talking with you, Shizuka.” (Souma)

“Huh…?” (Shizuka)

Shizuka was looking at me with a surprised expression.

“We’ve only known each other for about a week, right? And yet we’re here, having a meal together like this. I think the reason why it’s never awkward is because being with you is enjoyable.” (Souma)

“…*Bofu*” (Shizuka)

Shizuka made a mysterious sound effect with her mouth. Looking closer, her ears were bright red.

“S-S-S-Souma-kun, w-what’s with you today!? I mean, it’s like you’re being more proactive than usual, or is it finally that you’ve started to like me or something, or is it that after feeding me your homemade cooking you’re saying something like this to make my heart go ‘kyun’ to the point of almost dying!?” (Shizuka)

Shizuka was speaking so quickly that I couldn’t really catch what she was saying.

“S-S-Sorry, my uterus is feeling weird, so I’m heading home today! Take care of things, okay!?” (Shizuka)

Shizuka abruptly stood up and dashed out of the room, quickly disappearing into the living room. I could hear the sound of the front door closing with a thud.

“What was that…?” (Souma)

Did I say something strange? It definitely wasn’t in line with my self-proclaimed “hard-boiled” image.

“Anyway…” (Souma)

I looked at the dish placed in the center of the table.

“(There are leftovers from dinner, so if you’d like, please come over. It’s Acqua Pazza.)” (Souma)

I borrowed the photo from Ette-sama’s tweet, attached it and send it to Hiyorin.

But seriously? Shizuka…

“(Tonight’s dinner is Acqua Pazza! An Italian dish with olive oil, featuring poached fish. #EtteMeal)” (Henrietta)

It’s exactly what I said.

And what’s with #EtteMeal? Is she planning to do more of this?

Even though Ette-sama’s tweet had only been posted for a few tens of minutes, it already had 3000 retweets and numerous replies.

『Wow! Looks delicious!』

『So stylish…』

『I want to try it!』

And so on.

“…Hehe.” (Souma)

Yeah… seeing their good reception towards my food, it’s a good feeling.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

Nice one MC, looks like Shizuka is already waiting for the confession to happen. But seriously, what a weird excuse she pulled out to escape.

Also 300 pulls for a guarentee, I thought we have moved past that phase but I guess not.

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Footnote:

1. None

“────Onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

“Hmm?” (Souma)

As usual, I was waiting for Keisuke in the cafeteria when Mafuyu-chan approached me with a tray in hand.

“Mafuyu-chan, you’re having cafeteria food today as well?” (Souma)

“Yeah. I thought I’d eat together with Onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

Since there are no other students nearby, Mafuyu-chan was in ‘just the two of us’ mode. I guess you could also call this her spoiled mode.

“Sure. Let’s eat together.” (Souma)

There didn’t seem to be any need to wait for Keisuke, so I decided to have a meal with Mafuyu-chan first.

I was waiting at a four-person table, but Mafuyu-chan didn’t sit across from me, instead she sat in the seat next to mine.

…In situations like this, shouldn’t you sit across me? Sitting next to me makes it seem like we have a certain kind of relationship.

“Onii-chan, are we having dinner with everyone today?” (Mafuyu)

“Ah, it’s probably just Shizuka today. Hiyorin needs to participate in a live stream.” (Souma)

“A live stream?” (Mafuyu)

“Yeah, something like this.” (Souma)

Although it’s bad table manners, I took out my smartphone and showed her the past archives of Zanimasu livestreams.

“Wow, it’s Hiyorin-san… She really is a voice actress.” (Mafuyu)

I don’t think she was doubting it in the first place, but seeing Hiyorin actually inside a live stream seemed to make Mafuyu-chan acknowledge her as a voice actress.

“Hiyorin is super popular, you know. Her recent photo book apparently sold out immediately.” (Souma)

By the way, I bought it too.

Hiyori isn’t particularly tall, but her legs are well-proportioned with just the right amount of fleshiness. She has an ample chest, and yet her waist is unbelievably slender. What do they call that… ‘Loli with big breasts’ doesn’t fit. Maybe ‘transistor glamour¹‘?

Couple that with her jewel-like face, it’s no wonder she’s incredibly popular.

Zanimasu mostly consists of new voice actresses, but among them, Hiyorin can definitely be considered the standout. After all, she was selected as the main character for the long-running morning anime ‘Drecure’.

By the way, Hiyorin’s photo book… there were normally bikini and lingerie shots, right?

Thinking about your neighbor in their underwear suddenly feels even more taboo. If I were to look at her now, I would probably get really excited. It feels like a completely different situation from that mess of clothes Shizuka left lying around.

…

But if I were to see the photo book, I might not be able to interact with Hiyorin normally anymore…

I’m a healthy male student so I have my fair share of sexual desires. In fact, even now, my heart rate is starting to increase a little.

For the sake of maintaining a healthy neighborly relationship, it might be better to keep Hiyorin’s photo book sealed away.

“(And so, for the next segment… ta-da! Let’s revisit the SSR scenarios! We have invited the voice actresses of the newest SSR idols to hear their thoughts on the scenarios!)” (Yasumi Hiyori)

“That’s amazing…” (Mafuyu)

Hiyorin as a commentator is quite different from her usual self.

Mafuyu-chan was bringing a B-set meal to her mouth while staring intently at my smartphone.

“She really gives off a totally different vibe.” (Mafuyu)

“Yeah, I know. When Hiyorin moved in next door, it was quite a shock. I could only think, ‘So this is what she’s like off-camera.” (Souma)

She really feels like a celebrity, doesn’t she?

Of course, Shizuka is the same way. I think the ability to create a different persona for streaming is really amazing in itself.

“Voice actors and VTubers… Onii-chan, you know some incredible people.” (Mafuyu)

“I know right? I sometimes still wonder if it’s all just a dream. After all, I am a big fan of Ette-sama and Hiyori.” (Souma)

“A big fan?” (Mafuyu)

“Yeah. Both Hiyori and Ette-sama… Oh, by the way, ‘Ette-sama’ is Shizuka’s VTuber name… Both of them are my oshis.” (Souma)

“………Fu~n, is that so?” (Mafuyu)

When Mafuyu-chan looked away from the smartphone, she returned to eating her B-set meal.

“Muu…” (Mafuyu)

She pouted looking somewhat displeased.

I wonder what happened. Maybe the B-set meal wasn’t that good.

“……” (Souma)

It was difficult to start a conversation, so we finished our lunch in silence.

“Mafuyu-chan, are you coming to eat again today?” (Souma)

Since I had already invited her last time, leaving it at that would be awkward. So, I decided to invite her over again.

She seemed to have had fun yesterday, and I naturally thought she might come again, but Mafuyu-chan’s response was unexpected.

“…Next time.” (Mafuyu)

“I see. Whenever you feel like it, come by again. You’re always welcome at our place.” (Souma)

Without responding to my words, Mafuyu-chan stood up with her tray.

She walked away briskly and disappeared.

“…Onii-chan’s eyes… I need to wake them up…” (Mafuyu)

I thought I heard her mutter something under her breath, but I couldn’t make out the words.

“Hmm…” (?)

Mafuyu-chan seemed a bit off. I wonder what happened.

“Hmmmmmm…” (?)

“Hm?” (Souma)

When I looked up, Keisuke had taken a seat across from me, his voice sounding a bit absent-minded.

“Keisuke, you’re late.” (Souma)

“I got called by the professor after class. By the way, what’s up with Minase-san?” (Keisuke)

“What do you mean?” (Souma)

As Keisuke brought the curry to his mouth, he started questioning me.

…Seriously, he eats curry every day. Doesn’t he get tired of it?

“When I passed by her earlier, she had this really intense expression. Even when I greeted her, she ignored me.” (Keisuke)

“…Seriously?” (Souma)

“Yeah, seriously. She had a deep frown on her forehead. Hey, Souma, you didn’t do something to tick her off, did you?” (Keisuke)

“No… I don’t really know.” (Souma)

If anything, it might be because I talked about Shizuka and Hiyorin… but they seemed to be on good terms yesterday.

“She might be stressed for various reasons. She mentioned it’s tough dealing with all sorts of guys approaching her.” (Souma)

“I see… cute girls have their own challenges too, huh?” (Keisuke)

────At this moment, I wished I had taken Mafuyu-chan’s sudden change more seriously

I would come to regret this decision later.

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Illustration of Hiyorin’s Photo Book

“Hiyorin is super popular, you know. Her recent photo book apparently sold out immediately.”

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

This girl is definitely planning to move in now. I think she is the less extreme kind of yandere? I mean, there is no way she’s gonna start holding a knife in a slice-of-life novel right?

Btw, I added the illustrations here. I also updated chapter 3, 6, 10, 12, and 14 with the illustrations.

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Footnote:

1. What kind of word is this… I thought it was a translation error but surprsingly, I got an actual google search result for this – “Transistor” is used in the sense of “small but excellent”, like the transistor (portable) radio in 1950s. So in this context it is used to describe a woman who is small but has a attractive body.

*Piron*

I received a notification on Rime.

“Already asking for help?” (Souma)

Upon opening the message, as expected, there was an unread notification from Shizuka.

“(Tell me a story about fried chicken.)” (Shizuka)

“Pfff what’s that supposed to mean?” (Souma)

A story about fried chicken. I couldn’t help but laugh at the words that clearly indicated someone wasn’t into cooking at all.

…When it comes to stories about fried chicken, using mayonnaise instead of eggs is definitely an interesting topic. Many people don’t know about this, so maybe this can help spread the word.

The recipes for fried chicken that circulate in this world usually leave you with about half a leftover egg, and dealing with that can be a headache. But this is something only those who actually cook would understand. It’s a perfect story to give off that “been there, done that” feeling, and if it’s recommended by someone influential like Ette-sama, there’s a potential for this to become widespread.

I could tell it to her straight, but…

“Well, let’s keep her on edge a bit longer.” (Souma)

Wanting to see Shizuka flustered, I decided to leave the message marked as read without responding.

I returned to MeTube.

“(Oh, um… you know. Fried chicken is crispy, right? But it actually requires quite a bit of technique, you know?)” (Henrietta)

Comment: 『Really?』

Comment: 『Doesn’t it get crispy just by doing it normally?』

Comment: 『Is your voice trembling?』

“Ah, she’s already getting exposed.” (Souma)

Naturally, Ette-sama couldn’t come up with a convincing story. As a result, the comments section was gradually filled with people who doubted Ette-sama’s domestic skills.

“(Oh, well, you know, when I drink alcohol, my voice starts trembling. Maybe I shouldn’t have had any.)” (Henrietta)

*Piron*

I received another notification from Rime.

“(You’re watching, aren’t you?! Hurry up!!!)” (Shizuka)

“Pffffffffff” (Souma)

I could imagine Shizuka flustering over this, and I ended up laughing so hard my stomach hurt.

I shouldn’t be an ‘S¹‘, but for some reason, seeing Shizuka in trouble is amusing. I feel that I can tease her forever.

“I should probably help her now.” (Souma)

I had my fun, and I don’t want Ette-sama’s stream to become awkward. Well, even if it’s revealed that she’s lying about cooking, it might just add to her quirky character and only break a bit of her seiso image, so I think it’ll be okay.

Although, her seiso image was already somewhat shattered during the recent Ultra Super Spicy Peyoung stream.

I sent the story I had in mind to her on Rime and returned to MeTube.

“(You know, I have one complaint about fried chicken recipes. Almost all fried chicken recipes tell you to use ‘½ egg’.)” (Henrietta)

Comment: 『½ lol』

Comment: 『What are we supposed to do with the leftover? LOL』

Comment: 『This is an Avengers-level threat.』

“(Exactly! So, you know, I was wondering what to do with the leftover eggs too. Then, I saw a TV chef using mayonnaise instead of eggs, and I decided to give it a try. And well, let me tell you, it really saved my life. Seriously, everyone, give it a shot!)” (Henrietta)

Comment: 『Ohhhhh』

Comment: 『Mayonnaise is basically eggs, right?』

Comment: 『That’s clever.』

Ette-sama’s wholehearted fried chicken idea managed to convince the chat that she is domestically capable.

“(Well, um, maybe next time I should upload pictures of the dishes I make and stuff on Twitter. Only If there’s demand for it, though.)” (Henrietta)

Comment: 『I want to see!』

Comment: 『There’s definitely demand.』

Comment: 『I look forward to seeing it.』

“Oh god…” (Souma)

Just when one trouble passes, another one arises.

Why do you always get carried away like this?

Well, I guess that part of her is kind of cute in its own way.

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The next morning.

I was awakened by an incoming call on Rime.

“Who is it…? Shizuka…?” (Souma)

There is no way she could possibly be up this early. She streams until late at night; she’s probably fast asleep by now.

Still lying in bed, I fumbled around for my smartphone and opened Rime.

“…Ah.” (Souma)

The message on Rime was from Hiyorin.

I remembered that last night, I had sent a message to her before leaving.

“(You fell asleep, so I brought you to your room. I left the door unlocked.)” (Souma)

“(Sorry about yesterday. I don’t really remember much… I must have been quite a bother.)” (Hiyori)

If she asked if she was a bother… that’s a bit of a gray area. Even though I was troubled, there was also that sensation from last night which I still couldn’t forget.

Well, I guess it might be better if she keeps her alcohol intake in check though.

“(Don’t worry about it. However, there are underage people around, so it might be better to be a bit more restrained. If you’d like, I’m still more than willing to share drinks with you.)” (Souma)

After the event, I was willing to accompany her for drinks as much as she’d like. There were still many things I wanted to talk to Hiyorin about.

“(You sure are kind, Souma-kun. Well then… I’ll take you up on that offer next time.)” (Hiyori)

“(I’m looking forward to it too. I’m pretty much available anytime after dinner.)” (Souma)

“(Got it. Oh, and by the way, I won’t be able to have dinner together today. I have a Zanimasu live stream on MeTube.)” (Hiyori)

“…Ah, right. Was that today?” (Souma)

The immensely popular game “Zanimasu”.

The live stream of the game which propelled Hiyorin to become a popular voice actress was streamed on MeTube every Tuesday.

“Zanimasu” is a game where you produce various groups and idols. Although there isn’t a specific main heroine, there is a group that’s somewhat considered the main focus. And Hiyorin provides the voice for one of the members of that group.

Hiyorin is a regular on the “Zanimasu” live stream.

“(So, is it okay to assume that your not available every Tuesday for dinner?)” (Souma)

“(I think that would be the case most of the time.)” (Hiyori)

“(Understood. I’ll be looking forward to the live stream!)” (Souma)

“(Fufu, thanks.)” (Hiyori)

Hmm… she’s a pretty normal person when not affected by alcohol after all.

“…” (Souma)

I recalled last night’s disheveled Hiyorin.

If even someone as gentle as her can end up like that, then alcohol really is something to be cautious of.

“…Ah.” (Souma)

*Ringg Ringg*

My smartphone’s alarm goes off. It seems to be the usual time I wake up.

“Well, let’s do our best today too.” (Souma)

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

I’m guessing Zanimasu is really like bang dream, they also have a weekly stream kind of thing and a main group. Although, I have no idea what Zanimasu is a parody of considering its name. It should be quite similar to a game if it is a parody.

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Footnote:

1. S means Sadist

“…………Wow.” (Souma)

When I opened the door to the living room, I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

…No, it’s not dirty like Shizuka’s house. It’s only been a week, so the living room is still pretty empty. In fact, it feels kind of deserted.

However, there was a certain something that was placed throughout the living room.

…Although, I can’t say I’m surprised.

“Such an enormous amount of alcohol…” (Souma)

On a small table meant for one person, bottles of sake and whiskey were densely lined up. In a corner of the room, there were two stuffed trash bags filled with empty alcohol cans. There seemed to be a rough estimate of nearly 50 bottles.

…This person just moved here last week, right?

Even if you simply divide it by 7… No, no, that can’t be right.

“For now, should I put her on the bed…” (Souma)

I walk past the alcohol-packed living room and opened the door to the back room. One of these rooms should be the bedroom.

“This is…” (Souma)

It seemed like I had picked the wrong one. In the room, there was a computer desk and shelves neatly arranged along the wall which are filled with merchandise from Hiyorin’s appearances in shows like “Zanimus” and “Drecure”. Perhaps this was her work room.

Since I roughly follow Hiyorin’s appearances in various works, I did feel a curious urge to take a closer look around, but I resisted and moved to the other room. I’ll ask for permission next time to see them.

As expected, the other room was the bedroom.

There was a cute bed, and various items like a humidifier, an aroma diffuser, and other fancy accessories that were neatly arranged.

Yep, this is how a woman’s room should be like. Shizuka is the odd one out, after all.

It would have been perfect if there wasn’t a “Demon Slayer¹” sake bottle by the bedside, but now isn’t the time to worry about that.

“Hiyorin-san, I’m putting you down okay?” (Souma)

“Mmm…” (Sleepy Hiyori)

I leaned backwards and gently placed Hiyorin onto the bed, and she slowly untangled her arms and legs that had been wrapped around my back.

Hiyorin started to wiggle on the bed, searching for a comfortable position, but eventually, she settled down and started breathing peacefully in her sleep. Mission complete.

“Hah… I’m tired.” (Souma)

Mainly on the psychological side. If I didn’t possess a certain amount of rationality, things could have taken a different turn. Good thing I’m hard-boiled².

“…Let’s head back.” (Souma)

For one night, I have to leave Hiyorin’s house unlocked… Well, it should be fine. My apartment has a locked entrance, after all. Also, it’s unlikely that someone would enter late at night and come up to this floor specifically. The security is quite heavy for a reason.

Anyways, I need to do something about the sensation of Hiyorin clinging to my body earlier. If this continues, I might end up having weird dreams about her. I’ll say it again, if I start lusting after my neighbor, it’s going to disrupt my daily life in many ways. Not to mention, we will be seeing each other every night.

◆

I take a bath which was longer than usual as if trying to wash away Hiyorin’s pheromones, and dive onto the bed with my heated body.

It’s 10:30 PM. I finished dealing with all the cooking oil and dishes, and even though it’s earlier than usual, I might as well go to sleep.

“…………” (Souma)

Somewhat unconsciously, I opened up MeTube. Even though I know I shouldn’t, I find myself mindlessly scrolling through it. Hear me out, Ette-sama’s livestreams have a sleep-inducing effect, okay?

Although, I can’t really connect Ette-sama’s soothing voice with Shizuka’s “karaage~ karaage~³” chant. I guess Shizuka is a professional too. It’s impressive how she can portray a character so different from her usual personality.

On the MeTube homepage, videos and livestreams from people I follow were all over my feed. Coincidentally, Ette-sama’s livestream was at the top of it.

The title was “【Drunk Chat】Staying Up Late on Monday【Henrietta/Virtual Real】”.

…This girl, she must have made use of the fact that we were drinking during dinner and turn it into a drunk stream. Clever move.

When I tapped on Ette-sama’s thumbnail, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as the familiar voice played.

“(I’m starting to get used to life in Tokyo. Oh, by the way, my neighbors are really nice people. I heard that people in Tokyo can be cold, but it wasn’t like that at all. We managed to become friends on the first day.)” (Henrietta)

“Oh?” (Souma)

Ette-sama seemed to be talking about her move.

I can’t help but feel happy being called “a really nice person” in front of thousands of people.

“Still……” (Souma)

What do you mean by getting used to life in Tokyo?

Shizuka, you hardly ever left your apartment.

I hear Uber Eats delivery drivers bringing fast food to your place almost every day, you know?

…Could it be that “getting used to life in Tokyo”, means mastering the art of using Uber Eats? I remember her mentioning that her hometown is in the middle of nowhere. They probably don’t even have Uber Eats there.

Comments: 『People don’t usually greet others when they move in, right?』

Comments: 『I would freak out if someone greeted me.』

Comments: 『Neighbor Gacha SSR?』

“(Yeah, that’s right! We became good friends, and both of them turned out to be SSRs.)” (Henrietta)

Hearing my oshi refer to me as an SSR made me feel a bit proud. By the way, in the idol-raising mobile game called “Zanimasu⁴“, which is how I got to know Hiyorin, SSR is the highest rarity.

“…………” (Souma)

Putting that aside…

…Is she really my oshi?

Honestly, my feelings towards Ette-sama are quite complicated at the moment.

Of course, it’s not like I don’t like her at all, but I can’t help but have Shizuka’s face flash through my mind every so often.

I do understand that Ette-sama and Shizuka are different individuals, but it’s hard to accept that fact.

As for Shizuka… I wonder. Aside from her messy room, I actually quite like her.

It’s fun talking to her and I don’t have to be on edge or anything when I’m talking to her.

That feeling is unique to Shizuka. I don’t feel that way with Mafuyu-chan or Hiyorin. With Hiyorin, I’ll probably always be nervous.

“…………” (Souma)

Should I leave a comment?

After all the trouble she’s caused me, I want to tease her a bit.

Comment: 『You look like the kind to order Uber Eats every day.』

I didn’t expect that my comment would be picked up so quickly, but luckily (or unluckily?), it seemed to catch Ette-sama’s attention.

“(Uber Eats? I give off that kind of image? I actually cook quite a bit.)” (Henrietta)

“Pfff” (Souma)

I couldn’t help but chuckle at Ette-sama casually telling a lie.

Hey, Shizuka, didn’t you say you don’t have a rice cooker at home?

Where is there a person who cooks their own meals without a rice cooker in Japan?

Are you having pasta for all three meals?

Well, that kind of fits Shizuka’s image, though.

Comment: 『Ette-sama sure have a lot of girl power.』

Comment: 『As expected Virtual Real’s seiso⁵ streamer.』

Comment: 『I want to be Ette-sama’s pimp.』

“…………Come on.” (Souma)

The comment section was filled with innocent people who didn’t doubt Shizuka’s claim at all. You guys should train your eyes to see the truth.

Well, I guess I would have believed it too if I hadn’t known her in real life. With only streams as the source of information, there is no reason to doubt her.

Comment: 『Do you have a rice cooker at home?』

I entered another follow-up comment.

Thousands of viewers watching the stream were about to believe in false information. I was the only one who could save them from that.

I was fueled by an unprecedented sense of justice.

The comment I had typed wasn’t read by Ette-sama. Instead, my phone notified me of an incoming message on Rime.

“(I know you’re watching the stream.)” (Shizuka)

Above the “Souma-kai” chatroom, there was a room with an unread message. The name of the chat, which had been at the top of my Rime lately, was “Rinjou Shizuka”, the girl who doesn’t own a rice cooker for cooking.

“(What are you talking about?)” (Souma)

I replied cautiously, making sure not to let my expression change. Almost immediately, I received a reply. You should focus on your stream.

“(Rice cooker.)” (Shizuka)

“(You want one?)” (Souma)

“(Nah, I don’t need it.)” (Shizuka)

“(Well, if you’re not cooking, then you don’t need it, right?)” (Souma)

“(You’re still watching, aren’t you?)” (Shizuka)

“…………” (Souma)

I closed Rime and reopened MeTube. Even if she didn’t reply, she would probably send another trivial message once the stream ended.

“(────Hey, I made karaage again today. Making karaage is quite a hassle, isn’t it?)” (Henrietta)

Comment: 『I totally understand.』

Comment: 『Dealing with the oil after frying is such a hassle.』

Comment: 『What’s your professional advice ojou-sama⁶?』

“Ah…” (Souma)

In the short moment that I looked away, things seemed to have taken a ridiculous turn. Once you tell one lie, you end up having to lie more to convince others.

The comment section was completely filled with people asking for Ette-sama’s domestic stories. I wonder what he intends to do.

If she decides to send me an SOS, I guess I could help to some extent.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

It’s been like forever since I translated one of these stream chapters. Shizuka is digging her grave so quickly, I wonder how did she even manage to stay seiso until now.

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Footnote:

1. This isn’t talking about the anime. I think this is talking about Onikoroshi Sake, which is an actual alcohol product. Demon Slayer is like one of the names of the product.
2. To give you a refresher, hard-boiled means something like being tough, I think.
3. Karaage is basically fried chicken
4. Okay… but couldn’t you have told me what Zanimasu was earlier? I guess it’s something like bang dream where live performances happen from time to time?
5. Seiso is a pretty common VTuber slang that describes someone as neat and clean, or something like that.
6. Ojou-sama is like a high-class young lady

“…. Now, what should I do?” (Souma)

 I mutter to myself while watching Hiyorin sleep peacefully.

For now, I can’t do anything unless I wake her up.

“Hey, Hiyorin-san~? It’s time to wake up.” (Souma)

I didn’t have the courage to touch her, so I tried calling out to her normally… but there is no response.

“Hiyorin-san~? Please wake up.” (Souma)

“Mmm…” (Hiyori)

When I tried calling out to her near her ear, she responds with a groan, but still doesn’t wake up.

“Seriously…” (Souma)

Urghhh— This smell…

The smell of alcohol is so overwhelming that my tears are about to come out.

“Ha….” (Souma)

Right now, I can feel the cool figure of Hiyorin shining on stage during Zanima’s first live concert crumbling rapidly.

“Mmm…. Souma… seconds…” (Hiyori)

“What kind of sleep talk is that?” (Souma)

Is she eating and drinking even in her dreams?

Well, maybe she enjoyed my food that much. If that’s the case then it makes me happy.

“Come on, wake up.” (Souma)

I hesitantly place my hand on her shoulder.

Hiyorin’s shoulder feels extremely delicate. I feel that it would break if I put it too much force. This really reminded me about her feminine side, and I could suddenly my face getting hot.

“… Seriously, pull yourself together, me.” (Souma)

I gulp down the remaining cold water on the table. If things start to get weird, I won’t be able to face Shizuka and Mafuyu-chan properly, and even before that, it’s just inappropriate. My self-control is being put to the test.

“Mmm… Souma…?” (Hiyori)

“Oh, are you awake?”  (Souma)

Hiyorin rubs her eyes as she got up. I breathed a sigh of relief that it was over. I was in a situation where I didn’t know what I would do

“I… fell asleep… Sorry.” (Hiyori)

“It’s okay. Can you stand?” (Souma)

“Mmm.” (Hiyori)

When Hiyorin tried to stand up, she stumbled and placed her hand on the table for support. She seemed unsteady on her feet.

“My head is spinning… Maybe I’m a bit… dizzy.” (Hiyori)

“Yeah…” (Souma)

Hiyorin managed to raise her upper body somehow, but her head was swaying. Her speech was also a bit slurred… It seemed like she is still a bit drunk.

“… Souma… carry.” (Hiyori)

“Huh?” (Souma)

“Mmm!!” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin utters a sweet voice and reaches out both hands towards me.

Wait… she wants me to carry her? Seriously?

But if I carry her… I’ll be touching her in various areas.

“Hurry up~! Carry me!” (Hiyori)

“Alright, alright… I got it.” (Souma)

I approach Hiyorin and lower myself a bit, and she hops onto my back.

A slight weight presses onto my body, but it’s just for a moment. Surprisingly, Hiyorin is pretty light.

By the way, according to online sources, Hiyorin’s height is 154 cm, and her weight is a “se~cret”

“Mmm~♪” (Hiyori)

“Hey, Hiyorin-san, don’t press your face against me like that.” (Souma)

As soon as Hiyorin hugged me, she rubs her cheek against my back.

Her smooth skin feels nice and cool, but when mixed with the scent of alcohol it creates a strong and sweet scent. Moreover, it feels incredibly soft, and to be honest, it’s somewhat arousing.

…I shouldn’t let myself get too excited.

“Alright, let’s go.” (Souma)

I push away the sensations of the two soft hills pressing against my back and the healthy legs wrapped around my hips. I somehow manage to stay focused and make my way to her room entrance.

When I try opening the door… Well, obviously, it wouldn’t open.

“Hiyorin-san, can you unlock the door?” (Souma)

“Mmm… pocket…” (Hiyori)

“Pocket?” (Souma)

“Hmm… take it out…” (Hiyori)

“Okay…” (Souma)

Hiyorin must have changed before coming for dinner, as she’s wearing shorts that resemble sleepwear.

This means that her bare legs have been visible since a while ago, but putting that aside, her keys seem to be in the small pocket of her shorts.

“But then again…” (Souma)

Aren’t they basically right near the crotch area?

It’s really awkward to put my hand in there. I mean, I’m just a university boy.

Right now I’m in close contact with my Oshi idol voice actress and she is even clinging onto me.

Seriously, give me a break.

Someone, give me credit for not making any moves on her.

“Okay, I’ll get it… but if I accidentally touch somewhere weird, I apologize in advance.” (Souma)

Due to the way I’m carrying her, I can’t really look down properly, so I awkwardly grope around Hiyorin’s lower body.

The pocket should be around here somewhere…

“Mmm…! Ahaha, it tickles~!” (Hiyori)

“Hey, please don’t make weird noises.” (Souma)

… That genuinely startled me. Her alluring voice caused a certain part of me to react involuntarily.

“Found it.” (Souma)

I quickly pulled out the key I found in her pocket and insert it into the keyhole. After turning the key, I hear a click noise and the door unlocks.

“…Well then, Ojamashimasu.” (Souma)

I never thought that I would have the chance to enter Yasumi Hiyori’s house.

Two weeks ago, I wouldn’t have even dreamed of such a thing.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

Short chapter~ Next one is gonna have some VTubing stuff again so you can look forward to that.

I didn’t put in the definition of Ojamashimasu but you probably know what it means by now.

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Footnote:

1. None

“I didn’t know alcohol can lead to something like this…” (Souma)

“No, frankly speaking, this is abnormal. I think this is what they call a drunkard…” (Mafuyu)

Mafuyu-chan displays a mixture of anxiety and fear after seeing the seemingly new side of Hiyorin.

At just 18 years old, I couldn’t let her develop negative feelings towards alcohol, so let’s cut off Hiyorin as our senpai in life. Well, she’s really just a drunkard, to be honest.¹

“I am a drunkard~? Don’t be ridiculo—hic—s, I’m not thaaat drunk!” (Hiyori)

While Hiyorin lies her head on the table, she mutters something incoherently. 

It seems that her volume control has been broken as her words were echoing loudly. Being an idol voice actress known for her singing and dancing, her powerful voice has now become a bit of a drawback…

“Hey, Souma-kun, what are we going to do about this?” (Shizuka)

“Even if you ask me what to do… we have to get her back to her own home somehow.” (Souma)

“I’m not leaavinggg~!” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin stretches out both hands across the table, clinging to it like a gecko stuck to a wall.

There were no more traces of the lively Yasumi Hiyori, nor the calm and composed Haskura Hiyori. She looked nothing like an idol. Rather, she resembled a middle-aged man winding down at a bar. The only difference is that she has good looks and a good voice.

“Seriously, what should we do about this…” (Souma)

Looking at my smartphone, it’s already past 9 PM. Shizuka has to stream at 10 PM, and I can’t let Mafuyu-chan go home alone at this time.

“Shizuka, for now, you should head back. You have a stream, right?” (Souma)

“Hold on a mome────nt! What’s with you sending me home?! Aren’t you suppose to not cross the line of a fan²!?” (Shizuka)

“I’m not crossing any lines. I have to make sure Mafuyu-chan gets home safely.”

“If that’s the case, it’s okay. I’ll be staying over tonight.” (Mafuyu)

“Huh?” (Souma)

Surprised by the sudden declaration, I turned my gaze to find Mafuyu-chan sitting upright in the chair with a composed expression on her face. Seriously, don’t say strange things with such a serious face!

“In a situation like this, I can’t leave Hiyorin and Onii-chan alone together. I believe that Onii-chan isn’t that kind of person, but you never know what a drunk person might do.” (Mafuyu)

“Well, yeah, I mean, I definitely can’t predict what Hiyorin might do right now… but staying over is a bad idea. There’s no spare bedding either.” (Souma)

“I don’t mind sharing the same bed.” (Mafuyu)

“But I mind!” (Souma)

“Even though we used to take baths together back in the day…” (Mafuyu)

*GuruGuru* Mafuyu-chan started to cry fake tears. Please go back to normal, we already have our hands full with one person.

“Bath!? I haven’t even taken a bath with him yet!” (Shizuka)

“What do you mean ‘haven’t yet’? Also, come to think of it, I haven’t checked out your bathroom. I’ll go take a look later before mold starts growing or something.” (Souma)

I remember Ette-sama once mentioned on stream that she hadn’t taken a bath in three days or something…

Looking back it’s surprising how she managed to maintain that elegant character. A modest, princess-like figure who hasn’t bathed for three days—definitely not something you often come across. Well, for now, there’s no noticeable odor, so she must be bathing properly. The pile of underwear littered around tells me that she has at least bathed (although, good children would put them in the laundry basket).

“Taking this chance to sneak a peek at my underwear, aren’t you~ Seriously, you ero boy.” (Shizuka)

“Can I hit you once?” (Souma)

I brush away Shizuka’s hand as she playfully pokes my side. Seriously, this apartment is just full of troublemakers. It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this.

“For now, staying over is a no-go. Shizuka, you should go home; a lot of people are waiting for you. After I walk Mafuyu-chan back, I’ll figure out what to do with Hiyorin.” (Souma)

Hiyorin had fallen asleep with her head on the table while still clutching a can of Chuuhai.

…After the mayhem she caused, she fall asleep.

I definitely won’t end up like this when I get older. I swear strongly in my heart.

By the way, according to the wiki, Hiyorin is 26 years old. I’m curious if web information and agency profiles actually have accurate information written in them. Maybe I should ask her when I have the chance.

“Alright, come on, let’s call it a day.” (Souma)

Clapping my hands together, I ushered Shizuka and Mafuyu-chan out of the house. I’ll be leaving Hiyorin behind, but… well, it should be okay. She’s 26 after all.

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“I’m sorry for all the chaos.” (Souma)

Mafuyu-chan and I were walking along a now completely darkened road.

The lukewarm breeze of the rainy season clings to our skin, feeling rather unpleasant.

“No, I had fun. Onii-chan’s friends were quite entertaining.” (Mafuyu)

“Well, yeah… Although, I didn’t expect things to turn out like this.” (Souma)

With each step, Mafuyu-chan’s long, straight hair sways gently. It’s impressive how it manages to stay like that in this humidity. I wonder what kind of hair treatment she’s using.

“How’s your university life, Mafuyu-chan?” (Souma)

Our apartment is reasonably close to the station, and Mafuyu-chan mentioned that it’s fine for me to drop her off there, so we don’t have much time to talk. I decided to ask about something that had been on my mind for a while.

“It’s fun. I’ve made some good friends. Although it’s a bit uncomfortable when unknown guys approach me.” (Mafuyu)

“Yeah… sounds like quite a challenge. I’ve heard rumors about that.” (Souma)

If I were to put myself in her shoes, would I say something like, “I get approached by girls too much, it’s so troublesome~ ahaha”? 

Isn’t that quite the luxurious problem? There are definitely differences between men and women in this aspect I guess. Men tend to be more assertive and if I were a woman, I can imagine feeling uneasy about it.

“If onii-chan became my boyfriend, I could just shoo them away, you know…?” (Mafuyu)

Mafuyu-chan sends a quick glance at me. She maintains her usual poker face, making it hard to tell whether she’s serious or just joking.

“Uh, well, that… um…” (Souma)

“Just kidding. I can’t burden you with something like that, and I’ll manage it on my own.” (Mafuyu)

If you ask me if it’s troublesome, I don’t think it is… Anyways, I’m relieved it was just a joke. Mafuyu-chan’s jokes are really bad for my heart.

“Well, if someone’s being persistent, you can use my name. If you’re in any trouble, let me know. I’ll do what I can as your brother.” (Souma)

“Yeah. Thank you, onii-chan.” (Mafuyu)

After that, we chatted about trivial stories from the past, and before long, we arrived at the station.

“Oh, speaking of which, onii-chan. Isn’t there a vacant room in the place where you live?” (Mafuyu)

“Yeah, but are you thinking about moving in or something? It’s pretty expensive over there.” (Souma)

“Yeah, I guess… Actually, where I’m living now doesn’t seem to have great security. So, I’ve been wondering about what to do.” (Mafuyu)

“Really? Are you okay?” (Souma)

“So far, nothing has happened… The station is nearby, so the streets are well-lit. But when I think about the place you live, I start to wonder if maybe living there is better after all.” (Mafuyu)

“Well, security is top-notch at my place. And personally, I’d be happy if you decided to come over.” (Souma)

“…Is that so? Onii-chan, that makes me happy.” (Mafuyu)

“Well, of course. Having a close friend move nearby is nice. We can even have meals together like we did today.” (Souma)

A lot has happened today, but it seems like the Souma-kai will continue. We’ll just need to have a separate discussion about Hiyorin’s alcohol-related situation.

“I see… Thanks, onii-chan. Well, I should be heading off.” (Mafuyu)

“Yeah, take care. Goodnight.” (Souma)

“Goodnight.” (Souma)

Mafuyu-chan turned back several times, gradually disappearing through the ticket gate at the station.

…Well then, time to head back. I still have one more problem to take care of.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

Maybe that one conveniently vacant room is for Mafuyu to move in. I wouldn’t be surprised if she somehow pulls out money to move in out of nowhere.  

The pain of translating a drunk’s dialogue… It hurts. I have no idea how to translate it such that it makes sense, not that I understand what she is saying half the time.

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Footnote:

1. Sorry but I have absolutely no idea what this is saying, raw is “１８歳にしてお酒に対して悪感情を持たせる訳にもいかず、俺は人生の先輩としてひよりんをぶった切った。まあ実際酒乱だ、これは.”
2. She probably thought that MC was gonna do something weird to Hiyori while she’s gone

“Mmm~~~ This is delicious!!!” (Shizuka)

“Seriously, it’s really good.” (Hiyori)

“Onii-chan… Delicious…” (Mafuyu)

As the three of them savored the fried chicken, I watched over them while being nervous about their opinion. When I heard the positive feedback, I felt a sense of relief.

“Thank goodness… I was worried about what I would do if it didn’t match your taste.” (Souma)

…To be honest, I didn’t have much of an appetite due to nervousness, but now that I’m relieved, I suddenly feel hungry.

I picked up a piece of fried chicken from the large plate and took a bite.

…Yep. It’s the usual flavor. I’m glad I didn’t mess it up.

“Souma-kun, we are already running out! Seconds, please!” (Shizuka)

“I’m on it.” (Souma)

Shizuka is currently devouring the fried chicken at a speed that would put even grown men to shame.

After seeing that scene, I wasn’t shocked by the request. 

To think that they would enjoy the food I made this much, it makes me feel happy. In fact, I even almost fell for Shizuka for a moment.

“Wait, if you keep eating like that, Souma-kun won’t be able to have any. Shizuka, please slow down a bit.” (Mafuyu)

“But it’s so good. And, don’t address me so casually! Who do you think you are, you cheeky girl…” (Shizuka)

Mafuyu-chan and Shizuka are bickering.

If you looked at this scene without context, Mafuyu-chan would look like she is the older sister while Shizuka would look like the younger one. Well, no matter how you think about it, Shizuka is definitely the younger one. She gives off the impression of having been pampered while growing up.

“Thank you, Mafuyu-chan. But it’s okay. What makes me happiest is seeing you all enjoy eating it so much.” (Souma)

“Mmm… If Souma-kun says so.” (Mafuyu)

“Mafuyu-chan, you can eat without holding back too.” (Souma)

“Is it okay if I have some alcohol?” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin asked while taking a canned beer out of the convenience store bag she brought.

“Of course. If you need a glass or anything, feel free to help yourself. It puts me more at ease if you do as you please instead of being considerate.” (Souma)

“Got it. Souma-kun, you’ll make a great husband, you know?” (Hiyori)

“”?!”” (Mafuyu & Shizuka)

“A h-husband!?” (Souma)

Hiyori’s suggestive statement almost made me drop the fried chicken.

Seriously, I can’t tell if she’s intentionally bringing up these dangerous topics or if she’s doing it naturally.

“Um… Mafuyu-chan is still underage, right? I did buy a bunch just in case, but are Souma-kun and Shizuka-chan going to have some?” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin extended a silver can toward us.

Ah… beer, huh… It’s been a while since I had one. Maybe I should consider it. Without some alcohol, I feel like I won’t be able to endure this atmosphere anymore.

I know it’s gross to say this, but… this place smells really good. And I’m not talking about the fried chicken, it’s more of the sweet scent of the girls.

“Can I have one after the second batch of fried chicken?” (Souma)

Let’s quickly go fry the next batch before taking the beer.

“Got it. I’ll leave one for you then.” (Hiyori)

“I have a livestream after this… but… I guess having a beer should be okay…” (Shizuka)

“A livestream?” (Mafuyu)

“Shizuka-chan is a VTuber. She’s incredibly popular, you know~” (Hiyori)

“Really? …This girl?” (Mafuyu)

“What are you so surprised about? You’re quite cheeky, aren’t you?” (Shizuka)

“By the way, I’m a voice actor. Have you heard of Yasumi Hiyori?” (Hiyori)

“Oh, I heard of the name. My friend likes anime and stuff… Eh, aren’t you actually a pretty big celebrity?” (Mafuyu)

“Don’t worry about it. Right now, I’m just a lover of alcohol – Hasekura Hiyori.” (Hiyori)

The living room seems to be as vibrant as ever.

“…This is nice, isn’t it?” (Souma)

As I fry the second batch, I quietly mutter to myself, careful not to let anyone hear.

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──── Suddenly, a disturbance arose.

“Hey, Souma? Souma, come here!” (Hiyori)

The second batch of chicken that I had thought would be enough was also gone, and now we were leisurely enjoying our post-meal chat.

Shizuka and I were drinking the beer Hiyori gave us, while Mafuyu-chan was sipping on mineral water she had brought.

As for Hiyori, she had long since finished her beer ─── she emptied her 9% strong can and her second strong can not too long ago.

And that’s when it happened.

“Huh? Y-Yes!” (Souma)

At Hiyorin’s call which sounded completely different from the usual, I found myself standing up without even thinking. Shizuka and Mafuyu-chan also looked surprised and turned their gazes to Hiyorin.

“Come over here… Come and sit down.” (Hiyori)

Right now, Hiyorin was sitting across from me, Shizuka was sitting beside her and Mafuyu-chan was sitting beside me. I was confused and didn’t know what was happening, but I moved closer to Hiyorin nonetheless.

“Take a seat.” (Hiyori)

“Um…?” (Souma)

Hiyorin smoothly pulled out her chair and looked at me with an odd gaze.

With the chair pulled out, her healthy thighs were now clearly visible. She patted them with both hands.

The very legs that made me go “Ero~¹” during LIVE performances were now right in front of me.

They looked pale and smooth, and to be honest, they were so visually captivating that it felt like a sight to behold.

“Take a seat.” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin repeated herself.

I don’t understand. Sit where?

What’s gotten into Hiyorin?

“…” (Souma)

I sent SOS glances to Mafuyu-chan and Shizuka, but both of them were completely stunned and utterly useless.

“Where… do you want me to sit?” (Souma)

The current Hiyorin seemed like a ticking bomb, ready to explode at any moment, making even talking to her intimidating.

“Mm.” (Hiyori)

*Pat pat*

With a deadpan expression, Hiyorin continued to lightly pat her own thighs.

Wha… What is this…?

Could it be that she’s asking me to sit there…?

Was it because today’s fried chicken was made from chicken thighs², so she is trying to convey her gratitude by having me sit on her thighs…?

If that’s the case, maybe I should have made it from chicken breast.

“S-So, you want me to sit there…?” (Souma)

“Mm.” (Hiyori)

Hiyorin nodded with a blush on her face. She was obviously drunk without even needing to confirm it.

“N-No, that’s really not appropriate!” (Souma)

Before I knew it, Shizuka and Mafuyu-chan were giving me fierce glares that could be compared to hannya-like demons³.

(Are you going to take advantage of a drunk woman, you bastard?)

(Onii-chan… I’m disappointed in you.)

Those words seemed to echo in my ears.

“Just come here, already!” (Hiyori)

“Whoa!” (Souma)

I was suddenly pulled and embraced tightly. Before I knew it, I found myself sitting on top of Hiyorin.

Feeling the sensation of her soft thigh against my butt and the even softer breast against my back… I froze. Her arm wrapped around my waist and started squeezing me like a playful lover’s embrace.

*Gyuuuuu~~*

In my mind, a spotlight shined on the cool and charismatic Hiyorin who was spinning around, captivating the audience during a LIVE performance.

Don’t connect the two together. Don’t link the soft and warm sensation I’m currently experiencing, with that image.

If I connect them… I’m sure I’ll never see things the same.

“Wh-Wh-What are you doing?!” (Shizuka)

“Onii-chan, you’re being indecent!!” (Mafuyu)

In the end, I was somehow rescued by the two panicked girls who stood up and separated us. I felt both a sense of relief and disappointment.

“Haah…Haah…” (Souma)

“Mmm~~~ Delicious!” (Hiyori)

Watching Hiyori open her fourth can with a smile, I came to a certain realization.

…This person is definitely a heavy drinker.

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TL notes:

Thanks for reading!

Well, that wasn’t that bad… I mean it could have been worse, and who knows what she is thinking at that moment. At least MC got to enjoy the moment while it lasted.

Btw Mafuyu did start calling him Souma again at the start but switched back to Onii-chan at the end.

Sorry if the translation kinda sucked this chapter, I got no idea how to string some of these sentences together.

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Illustration of drunk Hiyori

“Come over here… Come and sit down.”

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Footnote:

1. Ero is you know, erotic
2. I mean, I know I put chicken legs for the previous chapters. The raw actually states chicken thighs and I thought ChatGPT was a giving me a mistranslation. Sorry don’t really know much about cooking, I only heard of chicken legs.
3. I don’t know what is Hannya, but I know hannya masks are masks with demon faces on them. So just imagine that the faces they are making is the mask.