I Accidentally Said “I Want a S○x Partner” in the Class Group on LINE, and the School Idol Responded

“Dad, can I talk to you?”

“Ah, what is it?”

After dinner, I went to my dad’s study. He had just come back from a work meeting.

He was sitting in his black leather massage chair, reading, but he stopped and looked at me.

“It’s rare for you to come to me first.”

Hashiguchi Toukichirou.

He came from a normal family. He worked hard, started in a foreign company, used the connections he made there, and eventually became a politician in the ruling party. He’s in his mid-40s.

As far as I know, he has no scandals and seems clean. But he cares a lot about his image and is strict with family and anyone around him who might make him look bad.

Because of that, I’ve been forced to be at the top of my class and behave perfectly all my life.

I don’t like my dad. I’m grateful he gives me a good life, but that doesn’t mean I like him.

There’s nothing about him that makes me like him as a father. Once, when my grades slipped in elementary school, he punished me physically and forced me to spend over a year just going between school and home. That still hurts.

He may look good in public, but as a father, he’s failed. Even if he didn’t earn much, there are lots of better fathers out there than him.

“I have a favor to ask.”

I keep my voice low and polite, like a subordinate. That’s how I was raised. It may be silly, but if I don’t act like that, I risk having my allowance cut.

“A favor? Tell me.”

“Yes. The other day, you suggested I try living alone for practice. I’d like to do that. Would it be possible?”

“Oh? You’re actually interested? You’re finally realizing you’re just a parasite bothering your mother?”

He said it with a sarcastic tone.

“Well, it’s a good attitude. When I was your age, I went to school, delivered newspapers to pay for tuition, and cooked my own meals in a dorm without food provided. You’ve had it too easy. Living on your own will teach you things.”

“So… could you arrange that for me?”

“I don’t mind. Looks like you got first place again this term. As a reward, I’ll rent a small place nearby for you.”

Alright…

“But.”

His sharp words cut in, like a warning.

“Don’t turn it into a place to hang out with bad people, got it?”

“…I won’t.”

Technically, that was a lie. Shinozaki isn’t a bad person, but she’s someone I do bad things with. If my dad found out, it would be a problem. I have to be careful so no one notices my connection with Shinozaki.

“Then I’ll have the room ready by midweek. Try living on your own.”

“Thank you, Dad.”

And with that, the conversation was settled.

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A few days later, I was able to get a practice apartment set up halfway between my home and school.

After school that day, I went there alone to check it out. It was a small 6-tatami 1LDK room, with basic furniture and appliances already set up.

If my grades dropped or my relationship with Shinozaki got discovered, this place would probably be taken away. So I had to make sure no one found out about Shinozaki, and I still had to keep my grades up like before.

In other words, the stress and pressure were still there.

But if I could properly start the arrangement with Shinozaki, I hoped it would at least ease some of that stress.

[In that case, would it be okay if I came around 9 PM today?]

When I told Shinozaki about the apartment, I got a message like that. I was surprised she wanted to come so suddenly, but I replied to check.

[I’m fine with it, but is it okay for Shinozaki to come so late? With everything…]

[It’s fine. There’s no need to worry.]

I wondered what her parents thought about this. Maybe they weren’t the type to worry. Shinozaki apparently had her own stress at home and was the type to propose a s○x partner arrangement. So maybe they weren’t strict.

For now, I decided to trust her words.

[Got it. You have to be careful on the way at night if you’re coming.]

I sent that reply along with the Google Maps location of the apartment and nervously prepared for Shinozaki’s visit.