I’m a Telepath, but It’s Tough Because the Cool Beautiful Girl Next to Me Is Having Pink Thoughts - Chapter 6

It’s far from the station, and the apartment is so dilapidated it looks like a ruin.

In a nondescript one-room apartment, Tatsuki and I were alone together.

I still want to put a question mark on the fact that I’m in the same space as such a beautiful girl in high school in my own apartment, but I guess I just have to swallow it for now.

“…I’m sorry, it’s a boring room.”

“N-no, I’m the one who should apologize for suddenly barging in, even though it’s cramped here…”

In the awkward atmosphere, we exchange apologies that are difficult to put into words.

Neither of us could figure out the right distance to keep.

Well, of course. Normally, we’d never even interact with each other.

And most likely, neither of us is the type who’s good at small talk anyway.

This awkward atmosphere is only natural.

“Waah… I’m feeling nervous. I was fine until just now, but I’m in a weird mood now…”

She also seems to be lamenting this situation.

…Part of the reason for that is also due to Tatsuki’s strange way of phrasing things.

Well, that’s entirely my fault.

“…Oh, I’m sorry. By cramped, I didn’t mean it in a negative way, but rather that it’s calming, like…”

“I hope he doesn’t think I’m being sarcastic… did I make him mad…?”

Tatsuki hurried to correct herself with eyes darting nervously.

Then Tatsuki’s anxious inner voice followed right after.

It honestly surprised me.

It’s strange that someone who usually doesn’t care about anything is so sensitive about such a trivial matter.

Is that diligence simply a result of nervousness, or is it her inherent nature?

Even though I can read minds, I’m not good at seeing the essence of things, so I’m a little puzzled.

“No, you don’t need to apologize for that. It is actually cramped.”

When I said it in a joking way, her stiff face relaxed a little.

At the same time, I heard a comforting inner voice, and I felt like I understood a little bit about her nature.

It was Tatsuki who broke the silence.

“Itsumi-san, have you lived here for long?”

“Hmm, it’s about a month before school starts, so I guess it’s still about three months away. It’s pretty plain around here, right? I’m thinking of putting some things out, but…”

Actually, my room is completely uninteresting.

A spartan room with no TV, no bookshelves, and not even a sofa.

Other than a desk and chair, a bed, and a low table I don’t even remember using, there’s nothing that could be called interior decoration.

Well, since it’s only about 4.5 tatami mats in size, there’s only so much I can put in it.

“But I like the current atmosphere too.”

She says this, stroking the bed she’s sitting on and looking around the room.

I felt a bit shy when she said that, but then her inner voice kicked in and instantly crushed that feeling.

“I thought it looked familiar, but this feels like something I saw in a… a video that’s… um… It’s like I have seen this before… So that really is how they look in real life…!”

Hey, excuse me?

She can be considerate about the word cramped, but not about comparing my place to a porn set? Okay, sure, it’s just her inner voice, so I can’t exactly complain…

But seriously, what kind of messed-up conclusion is that?

The content of those porn videos being reality… that’s some seriously skewed knowledge. Eighty percent of that stuff doesn’t happen in real life.

…but I can’t possibly retort like that. The moment I do, I will suddenly become a pervert spouting mysterious lectures.

“…Oh, well, I’m glad you like it. It’s nothing special, but I hope you can relax and make yourself comfortable.”

I say that in desperation to avoid silence.

“Make myself comfortable… position… no, no, that’s not what he meant. Yeah… that’s it, right.”

Her inner voice started speeding up in a panic.

That’s great. Looks like her usual pink thoughts were making a comeback.

And why the hell does she sound so unsure? Don’t tell me she thinks I’m about to jump her.

“Then, I will do it that way…!”

After saying that, she flopped onto the bed.

It wasn’t a very expensive item, and it wasn’t new either, so it didn’t bounce much, but her swirling hair scattered a sweet scent around.

If someone did something like that to me, even I, who am usually quite calm, would start to have strange thoughts.

I quickly looked up at the ceiling, relaxed my forehead, and bit my tongue.

“Whoa, this is what boys smell like…?! It feels kind of… strange…!”

Don’t say it like that. I almost blurted out that, but I swallowed the words. I just had to believe she didn’t mean anything sexual by it.

Trying to distract myself, I stand up and head to the kitchen to get a drink of water.

And then.

“Ah, I hate to trouble you, but… do you have something I could change into? Sleeping in my uniform would be a bit uncomfortable…”

Ah.

Clothes.

Of course, that’s it. Hmm… Um…

Only now did the reality of her staying over finally sink in.