After My Girlfriend Dumped Me and I Got Fired From My Job, I Was Picked up by a Yandere Blonde High School Girl With Big Breasts - Chapter 63

I Have to Do My Best

About two weeks had passed since the incident with Unma’s sudden visit.

I was hoping Kaede-chan’s mood might have improved a little by now, but she was still completely on edge. She felt so scared that I hardly dared to get close to her.

It really was all my fault. After Kaede-chan saved my life, let me live in her house, and even made a pet contract with me, I still had lingering feelings for another girl. The very fact that I held special feelings for a girl who wasn’t my owner was already a huge crime.

Putting aside that I was completely in the wrong, there was still another reason Kaede-chan kept acting so sour. Even after two weeks, we still had absolutely no idea what the truth was behind Unma’s sudden attack.

Why had Unma, who had dumped me saying I was boring and she was sick of me, suddenly flipped her attitude like that? Why did she know I was living in Kaede-chan’s house? Everything was a complete mystery.

Even though we had been together for seven years, I couldn’t understand at all what the current Unma was thinking.

Unma… would she come again? There hadn’t been any sign of her at all during these two weeks, but would she show up at this house again…?

Even when Kaede-chan was in a terrible mood, she still woke me up properly every single day.

She did wake me up… but the way she did it was pretty violent.

“zzz…”

—THUD!!

“Guhhh!?!?!?”

“Good morning, Ryoma-kun.”

“O… oh… morning…”

My body twitched and jerked.

The current way Kaede-chan woke me up was by taking a running start and diving straight onto the futon where I was sleeping.

She jumped on me with so much force that it felt like she had taken a full running leap. The impact slammed right into my stomach and forcibly dragged me back to the real world. No matter how deeply someone was sleeping, one hit like that would instantly snap them awake.

Normally you shake someone awake, right? But this was more like pounding them flat. Wasn’t this basically a tackle?

From the very moment I opened my eyes in the early morning, I was already on the verge of death… She really was furious… I could feel Kaede-chan’s anger pressing down hard into my stomach.

…Well, but… even through the futon, I could clearly feel the wonderful softness of her large breasts, so let’s call it a win. The moment I woke up, I got to experience soft breasts squishing against me, worshipping those twin mounds as they pressed down—best possible wake-up, best possible morning, yes.

Even when Kaede-chan was in a bad mood, she still fed me with “ahh~n” at mealtimes.

When I had made Kaede-chan angry before, she often refused to do “ahh~n,” but lately even when she was grumpy she never skipped it. She did it every day… but…

“Ryoma-kun, here, ahh~n.”

“Ah, ahh~n…”

Munch munch.

“Here, ahh~n.”

“W-wait, I’m still chewing… mmgggh…”

Munch munch.

“Here, ahh~n.”

“H-hold on, too fast… mmguuuh…”

She fed me, but the tempo was insanely fast. It was “ahh~n” power play.

Even during “ahh~n,” I felt overwhelming pressure. It was like the chopsticks themselves and even the tamagoyaki were radiating intimidation.

You don’t see “ahh~n” with this much pressure very often. She kept shoving more food in without waiting for me to finish chewing, but I had the absolute conviction that if I spat out even a little, I would be killed. No way—I’d rather die than spit it out. Since Kaede-chan was the one feeding me, I would eat every single bite no matter what.

“So Ryoma-kun, I’m heading out for my lessons now.”

“Ah, okay.”

Today was a holiday. I had noticed Kaede-chan wasn’t in her uniform but in casual clothes, so I figured it was a day off.

Kaede-chan in private clothes looked incredibly cute. Her outfit was elegant and refined overall. It suited her perfectly—almost too perfectly.

The neckline was slightly open, and the necklace dangling around her collarbone looked alluring.

Her cleavage looked like it might show but didn’t—wait, actually just a tiny bit was visible, and that subtle tease was insanely erotic.

“I think I’ll be back around evening, but I’d like you to clean the house before then.”

“C-cleaning…!?”

“Yeah, you don’t have to do everything, just do as much as you can. See you later.”

“Ah, take care.”

Kaede-chan got in the car and left.

Even on a day off, I had been assigned work. She really was thoroughly piling tasks on me because she was angry.

Well, whatever. House cleaning? I’ve done it before. Leave it to me.

I’m a pet. Whatever Kaede-chan tells me to do, I have to complete it without fail. I’ll work hard, do an even better job than she expects, and get praised by Kaede-chan!

A hopeless piece of trash like me has no choice but to give everything I’ve got to the work that’s given to me!

And so, I started cleaning the house.

Now that I knew where the cleaning supplies were and had gotten used to the layout of the house, things went much smoother than last time.

I was going to clean the windows too. Wipe them down until they sparkled.

—Staaaare…

“…!”

I felt like screaming “Hiiii!” out loud.

Scary. Way too scary. I could feel a piercing gaze stabbing into me.

Kaede-chan’s grandfather, Kenzou-san, was watching me.

He sat in the Japanese-style room, drinking tea, and just stared fixedly at me while I wiped the windows.

He’s glaring… definitely glaring.

Ever since Kenzou-san gave me that warning, things still hadn’t progressed at all, so of course he would glare.

He had said he wasn’t the patient type. If the current situation continued, I wouldn’t survive much longer.

“…Hey, Yasumura-kun.”

GYAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Before I knew it, Kenzou-san was standing right behind me.

He really appeared out of nowhere. Just a moment ago he had definitely been sitting in the Japanese room drinking tea.

Not in the distant future—he might kill me right here and now.

“W… wh-what is it, Kenzou-san!”

“Are you completely at Kaede’s beck and call?”

“Huh…?”

“You’re cleaning because Kaede told you to, right? Kaede is a younger girl. Are you letting yourself be used like this by a girl younger than you, even though you’re supposed to be a grown adult man?”

Ugh… he hit me right where it hurts. Those words really stabbed deep.

Well yeah, because I’m a pet… As an older guy, of course I feel embarrassed and pathetic about it, but since I’m a pet, I can’t disobey.

But Kenzou-san doesn’t know that I’m a pet. I can’t tell him. Especially not him.

“Th-that’s… Kaede-chan is the one who saved my life! I just want to repay even a little of that huge debt!”

“I understand that, but no matter how much you owe her, don’t you have any pride or dignity as a man?”

My ears were burning… I couldn’t even make a sound. Pride, dignity… the things I lacked most right now.

“You might become the man who marries Kaede. If that happens, there’s even the possibility that you could become the next president of the Nakajo Group.”

“N-next president!?!?!? N-no way, absolutely not!!”

Me becoming the president of a huge corporation like the Nakajo Group? If that ever happened, this country would be finished. It was insane.

“I’m just saying it’s a possibility. But there’s no way we could ever entrust the presidency to a mere yes-man. The way you are now, it’s impossible.”

Exactly. It’s impossible for me.

Right now I’m already doing everything I can just to focus on the work right in front of me.

“The way you are now, yes. But who knows what will happen in the future. Birth and upbringing don’t matter—anyone has the chance to reach the top.

What happens to you in the Nakajo Group from now on, whether you can become president or whether you’ll be deemed unfit to even stay in the group, it all depends on you.”

H-he’s getting way ahead of himself. Was Kenzou-san seriously evaluating me with that much in mind?

Please, spare me. President or whatever—I don’t know anything about that. I don’t have the slightest mental space to think about something so huge.

With Kenzou-san watching me like a hawk, I continued working. The pressure was intense and it made everything incredibly hard, but I had no choice but to keep going. I had to do my best.