After I Rescued a Beautiful Woman From a Stalker, She Started Spoiling Me and Turning Me Into a No-Good Freeloader - Chapter 12 - I’m All Yours, Youichi-San

Chapter 12 – I’m All Yours, Youichi-San

Since falling ill, several days have passed.

The fever is gone and my left arm is feeling much better, except for the feeling in my fingers.

It will be a while before the bandages come off, but my condition is now stable, so I have to look for a job soon.

No matter how much money I have in savings, it doesn’t mean it can last a lifetime.

Besides, I can’t remain indebted to Sumire-san forever.

I can’t help but feel sorry for robbing a younger, beautiful woman of her precious time.

Also, I don’t feel comfortable in a situation where I am being looked after even though I don’t make any money.

Although I want to move right away, I will be staying at her house until I can find an address where I can move in.

That’s why I vowed never to touch her. This is like my own kind of punishment.

I can’t forgive myself for being so spoiled and taking advantage of Sumire-san’s kindness.

Besides, if this old man messed with her and the police were involved, I’d live the rest of my life in regret.

“I think it’s about time I looked for a job.”

“A job?”

“Yeah, I used to work as a manga artist’s assistant. If possible, I’d like to go back to drawing.”

“Youichi-san draws on his computer every day, right?”

“Oh, I think I’ll rent a place, get some equipment, and set up a space to work.”

“Rent a place?”

Not only did I feel bad continuing to rely on her hospitality, but it was practically impossible to focus on work in this room layout. I need at least a room I can call my own workspace.

“You’re leaving this house?!”

“Well, I can’t keep relying on Sumire-san forever.”

Sumire-san looked extremely sad at my words.

I think the 1DK layout is perfect for living alone, but it’s not a place for two people who aren’t even lovers to live together.

Besides, if I want to work here, there isn’t enough space.

My previous workplace was a large room where Ijichi-sensei and several assistants could work.

I don’t think I can draw manga. So I’ll probably just get a small enough room for myself, I don’t plan on hiring assistants.

“As an illustrator, I want a room where I can put a large computer and materials.”

“I see, so this room is too small for that.”

“Yeah, and I also need to buy a smartphone to take job requests. I’m thinking of using social media for that purpose.”

“Social media?”

“Yeah, these days you can post your artwork and get job requests. I want to try my best if I can get work like designing logos, illustrating novels, assisting in games, anime, or manga.”

I have enough savings to live on without having to work for about five years. So, I can take my time finding work without rushing.

“I got it!”

“Huh?”

“Let’s find a room together.”

“What?! Together?”

“Yes!”

No, no, no, why does she act like it’s a natural thing to do?! And why are her eyes sparkling so brightly?!! Why does she want to move with me?

“Your left arm hasn’t completely healed, right?”

“Huh? Ah…”

To be honest, I can’t feel my fingers on my left hand at all.

I haven’t told Sumire-san, but how does she know?

“I swore that I would take care of Youichi-san until his injuries heal. So, I’ll do anything. Just tell me what you need, and I’ll do it!”

It’s troubling to be looked at so sincerely.

I think moving is a bit much for that.

At the very least, I would appreciate it if there was a room next door or something available.

“If…if you want me to pamper you or you want to have all of me, I’m all yours, Youichi-san.”

“……!”

Those words were so shocking that I felt like I had been hit hard on the head.

Even though I knew it was just a figure of speech, the impact was insane.

The young beauty’s sweet whisper went straight into my brain as she looked up at me. Sumire-san’s words had a sweetness that eroded my rationality, and I felt strange as it felt like she was doing more than caring for me.

Sumire-san is attractive.

Every day, being surrounded by the scent of her shampoo in her room, everything felt wrapped with her scent, stimulating my brain with an intense sweetness.

Her eyes, which emit a blue glow reminiscent of beautiful sapphire, captured me with her upward gaze and never let go.

But those eyes also evoked a sensation of threads entwining around my body.

“Hey now, don’t tease adults like that. I’m an old man, you know. There are plenty of young, handsome guys who would pursue an attractive woman like you.”

It’s dangerous! It’s really dangerous.

I feel like I was on the verge of forcing myself on her!

“That…maybe so. But I want to take care of Youichi-san!”

“Yeah. I appreciate it, and I’m grateful. Thank you.”

Phew, I wonder if I managed to make it look like a joke?

“Youichi-san.”

“Huh?”

When my name was called and I turned around, Sumire-san stood up and hugged my head. Something plump, soft, and smells good hit my face…

Huh?

“Even if you’re not young and handsome, I want to spoil you, Youichi-san. So please feel free to tell me anytime.”

While being hugged, her sweet whispers poured down on me.

Oh no! This is bad, this is bad! This is really bad!!!

I swallowed my saliva and slowly put my arm around her waist.

Her breasts are so big, but her waist is so thin. The feeling of hugging a girl so soft is making me almost lose my mind.

“Fufu, Youichi-san. So cute.”

As she said that and patted me on the head, I was able to calm down by thinking that maybe she didn’t think of me as a man, but rather as a pet to take care of.

Living with Sumire-san feels like something sweet is being poured into my life, and this sensation is irresistible.