After I Rescued a Beautiful Woman From a Stalker, She Started Spoiling Me and Turning Me Into a No-Good Freeloader - Chapter 18 - Together in the Same Bed Again

Chapter 18 – Together in the Same Bed Again

As soon as we decided on the new place, we began packing up for the move.

I don’t have much luggage to begin with, and Sumire-san only needs to bring dishes and clothes.

I wrapped the dishes in newspaper and packed the pots and seasonings into cardboard boxes.

By having Sumire-san gather up clothes and other small items, we were able to quickly finish packing.

We decided to discard anything we deemed unnecessary and only take the items Sumire-san liked. Since Sumire-san didn’t have many belongings, we finished packing up in just one day.

“Sumire-san doesn’t have much baggage either, huh?”

“Really? It ended up being about ten cardboard boxes.”

The layout of the new place is a 2LDK, and there’s a room on the right as soon as you enter the front door, which will be used as Sumire-san’s bedroom.

When you go through the entrance and go straight through the hallway, you will see a spacious living room, a dining room, a kitchen counter on the right, and a room on the left that is about 6 tatami mats in size, which will be my bedroom and work room.

Now both of us can sleep with worries.

Since that night, I’ve been taking sleeping pills before going to bed to avoid worrying Sumire-san.

But from now on, I can sleep peacefully in my own bed without having to take sleeping pills. By the way, the bed in Sumire-san’s room is a double bed, so she should be able to sleep more comfortably than before.

I want her to sleep well, considering all the trouble I’ve caused her.

After finding a job, being able to cover living expenses such as rent and utilities, and returning to society, there is something I would like to ask Sumire-san.

“We’ve finished carrying the stuff.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Even after the moving company left, Sumire-san cleaned up all the clothes and dishes.

I asked if there was anything I could do to help, but she said it was no problem since everything was delivered.

I also set up the monitor for drawing that I ordered from the electronics store.

As for clothes, Sumire-san had bought enough for me, but since the apartment had internet connection, I could now make online purchases using my bank card for payment.

“Have you finished setting everything up, Youichi-san?”

“Yes. I have connected the computer and my smartphone to the Wi-Fi.”

“Great work. Since you skipped lunch, you must be hungry. Let’s have soba for our moving-in meal.”

“Huh? Are you going to make it? I think we can order Uber or go out to eat.”

“Do you not like what I make?”

“No, no, I’m very happy, but aren’t you tired?”

“It’s okay, please wait a moment.”

With that, Sumire-san went back to her room and changed into her maid costume. It seems she’ll continue wearing the maid outfit in this house too.

Instead of heading to the kitchen, Sumire-san came over to me and placed her hand on my shoulder from behind.

“It’ll be ready soon, so please watch TV in the meantime.”

Her whisper in my ear sent shivers down my spine.

Tomorrow, I’ll be going to get my bandages removed, two weeks after the surgery.

When my left arm becomes free again in this new home, I feel like everything will be liberated.

When I looked at Sumire-san, I saw that today she was wearing her maid outfit with her legs bare.

She must have hurriedly changed.

This is also the best!!

“Sorry I made you wait.”

“It looks amazing.”

It’s hard to believe that she made it with the only ingredients we had.

The aroma of the broth filled the room. The combination of tempura bamboo shoots and lightly simmered egg with green onions is something I’d never seen before, but it looks delicious.

“I was able to use the simmered eggs I saved before the move.”

“It’s really delicious. It’s starting to get a little cooler, so warm dishes like this taste even better.”

The two of us finished the soba. After Sumire-san finished cleaning up, we went out to the balcony of the apartment.

Sumire-san’s previous room was on the 2nd floor, but this room is on the 30th floor, so we can see a little of Tokyo. It’s not a high-rise tower, but the view from this quiet high-rise apartment a little away from the city center is beautiful.

“Youichi-san was right. The wind is cold outside.”

That’s what Sumire-san said as she hugged me from behind.

Now my back is hot like magma.

All my attention is focused on the place where her chest is touching me, and I can’t think of anything else other than that.

“R-right.”

“But I feel warm when I’m clinging to Youichi-san.”

“Ghaa!”

How cute can she be?! Is she trying to make me die of happiness? I’m in bliss being hugged by a woman who’s a generation younger than me, but honestly, I’m desperately holding myself back to not become a criminal.

“Hey, Youichi-san.”

“Yes?”

“Since we’ve been sleeping together in the same bed until yesterday, I feel lonely sleeping alone tonight. Is it okay if I crawl into bed with you again tonight?”

Huh?! Is that something you can just come out and say? I’ve been pretending not to notice, but is it okay now? Is it a green light?

“O-o-of course. After all that scary stuff that happened, it’s normal to feel anxious.”

Looks like I’ll be taking that sleeping pill again tonight.