My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 87

Chapter 87: Heart-Pounding Room Exploration!

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When I went into the living room, a plate of hayashi rice sat on the table, emitting a savory aroma that made my appetite swell several times over. It was served as a set with fries and potato salad. How delicious it looked!

I can’t help but have my eyes sparkle at a meal like this! I want to eat! I want to eat right now! Dammit, it looks way too good!

“Haa-kun, do you want to eat that badly?”

Muna, who was right beside me, had picked up on it. 

Dammit, this is embarrassing.

“Ah, no, that’s—”

“It’s not ‘no,’ is it? Right now, Haa-kun, you’re just too cute… I almost want to eat you up.”

“Stop making that face, it’s scary.”

It was that ecstatic expression Muna was so good at. She seriously had the eyes of a predator. 

Wait, is it possible that I’m the one who needs to worry about my chastity here? Is she going to sneak into my bed at night or something?

I mean, look at Sana-san’s face. She looked completely repulsed, didn’t she? She had a look that said, “My little sister has lost it again.”

“Ahem. Well, shall we eat? Dig in.”

“Thanks for the fo—Hm? Muna, where’s my spoon?”

At Sana-san’s prompting, Muna snapped back to normal, and we folded our hands to say grace. It was then that I noticed something strange. Yes, mine was the only plate without a spoon. There was water, and there were tissues nearby. However, the spoon alone was missing.

I have a really bad feeling about this.

“? There isn’t one, you know?”

“Huh?”

“Because, look. You have me. So I just need to say ‘aah’ and feed you. It’s only natural, right? I’m your girlfriend, after all! Am I saying something strange?”

My intuition at times like this always hit the mark. With that look in her eyes—the eyes without light I had grown deathly familiar with—she pointed the spoon toward me as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

If I were to say “that’s not right” now… I’d definitely be buried. Even if I did let her feed me everything… How long would that even take?

In a situation like this, I have to turn to Sana-san—ah, she just looked away. This person has completely given up! Wait, is today really supposed to be a study session?!

“Mgh!”

“Weren’t you just thinking about a woman other than me?”

“No, no! Absolutely not! I just thought it might take a lot of time!”

While I was busy thinking about various things, she shoved the spoon into my mouth with quite a bit of force, though not enough to hurt. 

Yeah, this is incredibly delicious. Also, so much for her intuition being wrong sometimes.

The hayashi rice was, needless to say, delicious. 

Sorry, Rin, you might not be the only number one anymore. You’re both number one, I mean.

“You just thought of her! About Rin-chan!”

“How do you always know?! Are you reading my mind or something?!”

“…Hahaha, I’m sorry, Hara-kun. Yeah, how should I put it? I’m truly sorry.”

“Please don’t apologize, Sana-san. It’s mostly my fault things turned out this way.”

It was much more fun than always eating alone with my mom. Family time really was warm, after all. Though, if you asked me if this was “normal,” it would be over a hundred times beyond weird.

I continued to be fed for about thirty minutes until I finished the meal. It was, well, embarrassing. 

I mean, the sheer nerve it takes to do this in front of her older sister…

“Phew, thanks for the meal. Well then, I’m going to do the dishes and take a bath. Haa-kun, just relax in my room. Big sister, I’ll call you when it’s time.”

“Yeah, I got it. It was delicious today too. Thanks, Muna.”

“You’re welcome.”

When I offered to help, I was shot down instantly. So, I had no choice but to head back to Muna’s room. 

Hmm, I have nothing to do. For now, should I try rummaging through Muna’s room? To be honest, it’s a pretty terrifying place.

Once curiosity took hold, there was no suppressing the overflow. So, I decided to explore Muna’s room—or rather, search for the “me” lurking within this room.

Let’s see, let’s start by looking in that dresser over there. 

Misaki used to hide all sorts of things in her dresser, after all. There should be a fair amount hidden in this one too.

“Whoa, wait—!?”

I opened it. Inside was underwear like bras and panties. I closed it instantly. However, there were some scary things written there.

‘For attacking Haa-kun,’ ‘The ones Haa-kun said he liked,’ ‘The ones I let Haa-kun see,’ ‘For seducing Haa-kun.’

Things like that. She had stuck these sticky notes all over her underwear. In a way, I wasn’t even that surprised. 

Familiarity is a frightening thing. Well then, next is the drawer below this one. Surely it won’t be underwear twice in a ro—

“Just as I thought.”

The second drawer of the three-tier dresser. The bottom one was underwear. So, what do you think was in the second one? The answer was voyeuristic photos of me. There were so many photos that even this wide dresser was practically overflowing with them.

Photos of me sleeping, photos of me eating, photos of me changing, in the bath, in the toilet, and even when I was “venting” on my own. Everything, every single bit had been captured. From the middle of elementary school up until now, all of it.

It seems that things like privacy don’t exist for me—Hm?

As I was rummaging through, one photo caught my eye. It was a photo from my elementary school graduation when some girl I didn’t know asked for a two-shot… but that girl’s face and her entire body were blacked out completely.

Along with the words “Disappear,” “Don’t steal him,” and “Die” written with heavy pressure. The moment I saw that, an incredible chill ran down my spine. 

Whoa, are you serious?

Then, what could be in the top drawer? At this point, curiosity and fear were two sides of the same coin. The scarier I thought it was, the more my interest grew. There was nothing left to stop me now.

“Hm? Is this a diary? This is…”

Contrary to those feelings of fear and curiosity, what lay there was a single, slightly aged diary. On the cover, it said “Muna Kamitsuru.”

Ah, I’ve seen this in manga. The ones with incredibly gruesome content. Well, whatever, I’ll read it. There’s still pleeeeenty of time before Muna gets back. Surely she won’t find out.

With such a lighthearted feeling, I turned the page.

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