Translator: Lilo
Editor: Ryuubii

Chapter 2: Average Day Was Well Off The Average Value

Act 4(2)

The hands of the clock point to 10 o’clock in the evening.

I was sitting on the couch in the living room.

Ever since I came to the Hasumi residence, I sometimes come out to the living room like this. It would be quite creepy if I were to stay confined in my room so as not to see Hasumi-senpai. However, she probably would be annoyed if I stayed here all the time, so I kept it in moderation.

“What a noisy day…”

I murmured with a sigh.

Then, what am I doing here? Sometimes I read books or textbooks, sometimes I play on my smartphone and sometimes I brazenly watch TV.

And now – I was reflecting on the day that was today.

In the first place, the fact that my day started and ended at this mansion was a big change in itself, but because I made a point to eat lunch with Naoi Kyouhei’s group at school, I also had the opportunity to come into contact with Takinami Ruika’s friends.

This was way above the value of my average day. Perhaps this will become the norm from now on?

“Hey.”

As I was imagining a scary vision of the future, Hasumi-senpai’s voice came flying.

I twisted around in my seat on the couch and looked back.

“…?!?”

At that moment, I thought my heart would stop.

There she was standing – probably after taking a bath. She was only wearing a bath towel wrapped around her naked body.

The bath towel covering her body was not very large, and her slender, healthy legs were visible at the base of the towel. And yet, the top edge of the towel was also almost halfway up her chest, and perhaps because the towel was tightly wrapped around her, she had a deep cleavage. I had always thought she had a good style, but this showed me how great it really was.

“Why are you dressed like that?”

“I was careless since dad wasn’t around. I forgot you’re here.”

As I hurriedly turned away, Hasumi-senpai just casually answered me.

If she had been caught off guard, she could have just walked through behind me without saying a word and returned to her room as quickly as possible. Why bother calling me out? But in fact, she didn’t seem bothered about being seen. It seems that I’m being treated as a stranger, let alone a man.

“You know,”

I wondered if she would go upstairs while I was looking the other way, but she spoke to me, as if she had something to say.

“You don’t look half-bad when you’re quiet and in thought. I passed by you before in the hallway at school, but you look much better earlier than being a goofball at school.”

“O-okay?”

Coincidentally, I was just told something similar today by Takinami-senpai. But in her case, she has been saying it for a long time. If I were talking to Takinami-senpai right now, I would have said something arrogant.

“Mhm, yeah. About 30% better.”

“30% better?”

“It means you finally have a face worth looking at.”

“What do you mean by that!? That’s uncalled for.”

When I protested, Hasumi laughed at me. Perhaps it was because she had taken a bath, but she was in a good mood. She was like that at dinner, and now she was like this. Her attitude was unpredictable. I was confused.

“Now, please go upstairs and put on some clothes. You’ll catch a cold.”

I drove her away.

“Don’t underestimate a former athlete, I wouldn’t catch a cold over something like this.”

“It’s poison to my eyes, so please.”

“Aren’t you a guy? You’re probably used to seeing this kind of stuff in magazines or on the internet.”

Certainly, the gravure pages of manga magazines were filled with swimsuit photos of idols, and if you scour the Internet, you can dig up plenty of more extreme ones.

“There’s a huge difference between a page or a display and a real person.”

“Sure, sure. I understand, adolescent young man.”

Hasumi-senpai answered while shrugging her shoulders, and with a clatter of her slippers, she went upstairs.

Eventually I heard the door to her room open and close again, and I let out a deep sigh. I relaxed my body and let it sink onto the couch.

“Even at the end of the day, this is what I get…”

I rested my head on the back of the sofa and looked up to the sky as I lamented about my far-from-average life.