My Beautiful Childhood Friend Is Working in a Maid Cafe For Some Reason - Chapter 32

After finishing the breakfast I made, I now stand in front of Yukina’s room.

Just thinking about stepping into that filthy area makes me feel reluctant.

I sigh as I look at the cleaning tools in my hand.

These cleaning tools were things Yukina made me buy after breakfast. Garbage bags, string, insecticide… she made me buy all sorts of necessary items. And I had to pay for them myself.

Meanwhile, Yukina spent her time leisurely in my room. Now, she lazily says, “I’ll open it,” and opens the door.

The scene I saw a few hours ago hasn’t magically cleaned itself. It’s still as dirty as ever.

“Just so you know, I’m not exactly great at cleaning either. I’m only helping, so throw away anything you don’t need.”

“I know. But what’s with that bossy tone? You should speak more kindly and politely.”

…You of all people are telling me this?

Though I didn’t want to hear it from Yukina, I couldn’t respond strongly because of what had happened before.

“I understand… Yukina-sama.”

“Hey, what’s with the ‘sama’? Am I some kind of queen?”

You’re already acting like one!

Where in the world is there someone who bosses around others like this without being an actual queen?

“But, you know, it might be fun to treat Yusuke like a servant.”

Yukina smiles cheerfully, as if enjoying the thought of being a queen.

“Who’s the servant here?”

“Silence! First, throw away the trash. That’s an order!”

“…Ugh, fine!”

I grab three tightly packed garbage bags and head down the stairs.

But seriously, throwing away the trash before cleaning up the room? What’s with that order?

After several trips back and forth, I managed to deal with all the garbage bags piled up near the entrance.

“So, um… how long have you been piling up this trash?”

I ask Yukina, who was waiting for me at the entrance. Normally, if you throw out the trash twice a week, it shouldn’t pile up like this.

“Well… I don’t know. Maybe since about two months ago, when Mom last came over?”

“And your mom doesn’t say anything about this mess?”

“Nope. Mom’s kind.”

I know your mom is kind. She’s taken care of me a lot, too.

But, Auntie… your daughter is getting worse. She’ll never find a husband at this rate.

“Still, though…”

“And besides, Mom likes cleaning, so she happily helps out. Well, she just tells me to leave the trash bags near the entrance.”

Why doesn’t she just tell you to throw it away…!

“Whatever… nothing’s going to get cleaner if we keep wasting time, so let’s start.”

“Yeah. For now, you can throw away almost everything lying around here.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

As Yukina said, most of the things lying around were indeed trash. So, without hesitation, I started throwing them away.

Occasionally, I’d check magazines or socks to see if they were trash or not.

After cleaning the hallway from the entrance to the living room, we moved into the living room.

“It’s filthy here too…”

The living room was even more cluttered, and it was clear why cockroaches appear.

It was a mystery how the room could get so dirty when there were only the bare necessities inside.

“It’s a kind of talent, I suppose.”

“Shut up and get to work.”

It sounded like she was helping, but Yukina wasn’t doing anything at all. Not even picking up a piece of tissue. All she was doing was deciding what to keep and what to throw away.

Though, if Yukina helped, it’d probably just take more time anyway, so I guess that’s fine!

“What about this?”

“Don’t need it.”

“And this?”

“Need it.”

I kept picking up things scattered around, letting Yukina decide if they were trash or not, and then putting them in a garbage bag.

“What about this?”

“Wait, wait a minute!”

It had a strange texture.

It was hard to describe in words, so I didn’t understand why Yukina was panicking. I looked at what I had picked up.

“I-I’m sorry!”

It was a pair of black underwear.

I quickly averted my eyes and handed it to her.

Yukina hurriedly snatched it away.

“W-what are you looking at! You’re the worst!”

Yukina, her face bright red, clutched it protectively against her chest.

“Th-this was an accident!”

Yes, it was purely accidental. I just picked up something that happened to be a pair of black panties.

“Anyway, you should properly put away things like this!”

“Things like this? Are you referring to my underwear as ‘things like this’?”

“Oh, no, that’s not what I meant…”

“What’s with that? You got excited over a girl’s underwear for the first time, didn’t you?”

“I-I didn’t!”

I was only a little bit happy… but that’s a secret.

“Why not?”

“Why not… because it’s underwear, right? Underwear doesn’t make me excited.”

“Doesn’t make you… so, does that mean you’re imagining me wearing it and getting excited…?”

“N-no, that’s not it! Just put it away already.”

“I know! But first, close your eyes for a bit.”

“Why?”

“T-to check if there’s anything else lying around. Just so you know, I usually do put my underwear away. It’s not like I always leave it lying around!”

“Fine, whatever, just hurry up.”

When I closed my eyes, Yukina started running around the living room. I heard the sound of her picking up things several times.

Were there other pairs lying around…?

I was a little curious about what the other ones looked like… just a little. But I was also relieved that I didn’t see them, feeling both comforted and slightly disappointed.

“I-I’ll go put these away, so don’t open your eyes yet!”

I heard footsteps moving towards the private area and the sound of a door closing.

…That was close!

When Yukina said to imagine her wearing the underwear… I almost got caught.

I did imagine it for a brief moment. Yukina wearing that underwear.

She actually wears pretty mature stuff…

If Yukina calls me a pervert for thinking about things like this, I won’t be able to argue back.