[Sad News] Living Together with the Unattainable Beauty—Her Overwhelming Affection Is Way Too Calculated - 2

Chapter 2: All According to Plan, Huh?

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Fufufu. Everything’s going according to plan…!

While watching Genji Miyazuka-kun, who looked like the world was ending as he was crushed by despair, I, Kanoko Fujigaya, was inwardly striking a victory pose. The real estate agent’s apologetic voice, filled with genuine remorse, saying, “Due to our mistake, there’s been a double booking…!” was, to me, like a divine fanfare of blessing.

Sorry, God. And thank you, real estate agent. Your mistake has become the perfect starting dash for my love story.

I’d fallen for Miyazuka-kun—no, in my heart, I’d always called him “Gen-chan”—a long time ago.

It was back in the spring of my second year of elementary school, when I was still proudly carrying a shiny new backpack.

I’d gone alone to a park with a big slide, a bit farther than usual, and on my way back, I got completely lost. Unfamiliar scenery, rows of unknown houses. The sun sank lower in the west, casting long shadows with its orange light, fueling my anxiety. My heart was filled with dread, and tears began to spill from my big eyes.

I might never make it home. 

So I thought as I crouched by the roadside. Then, it happened.

“U-Um… A-are you okay?”

A hesitant, slightly hoarse, gentle voice called out to me. When I looked up, there he was.

Even back then, Gen-chan was a bit shy, like he was now. He couldn’t look me straight in the face, his gaze cast downward. But seeing me cry, he couldn’t just walk by. He mustered the courage to speak to me.

To my young self, his small back and faint voice were far, far cooler than any hero. In the end, he took my sobbing hand and led me to the police station. He earnestly told the officer my name and address, and I was able to safely return to my worried parents.

Since that day, my gaze had been fixed solely on him. My first love. And even now, my one and only love. Unfortunately, in middle school, we were never in the same class for all three years. Looking back, I might not have had the courage to make contact first either.

On top of that, around the time I started middle school, I was scouted on the street and began working as a reader model, which got busier and busier, making it even harder to connect with Gen-chan. As my appearances in magazines increased, I somehow became known at school as “the unattainable flower,” an exaggerated title, really. 

People around me praised me every time I appeared in a magazine, but I could never even catch Gen-chan’s eye. The distance between us only grew. He probably didn’t even remember me. To him, I was likely just “that flashy, famous schoolmate from a different world.”

That was frustrating, maddening, unbearable. So, I decided I’d absolutely go to the same high school as him. I subtly asked friends and teachers to figure out exactly where he was going and bet everything on it.

Despite my busy modeling schedule, I studied desperately. Even when I came home exhausted at night, thinking of him mysteriously gave me strength. When I passed the entrance exam for the same high school as him, I felt like I was ascending to heaven.

My next strategy was “living alone.” Of course, it was so I could confidently bring him over once we became lovers. I thought it’d be great if we could naturally end up living together. To my parents, I gave a plausible excuse.

“Modeling shoots sometimes run late, so living closer to school would be safer, right?” 

And somehow, I got their approval. I’d already researched his address from the middle school graduation album and deliberately looked for a place near school that he’d likely choose, with reasonable rent.

But still… To think I’d pull off a jackpot called “living together” like this! 

My luck status point must be maxed out.

As Gen-chan panicked, his thoughts completely frozen, I suppressed a triumphant laugh, kept my cool, and made the perfect proposal.

“It’s a hassle to look for another place now… How about we live together until they get in touch with the landlord?”

His “Haaaaaa!?”—a scream like his soul had left his body—rang pleasantly in my ears.

Fufu, so cute. That reaction gets a perfect score.

“Of course, if we set clear rules, there shouldn’t be any problems. We can split the rent, which would help us both, right? Luckily, this place is a 2LDK, so it should be fine for two people, don’t you think?”

I listed the benefits one after another. And the clincher was a divine assist: an international call from his mother. The outer defenses were perfectly secured. Cornered with no way to refuse, Gen-chan, face pale, nodded slightly.

Sorry for using such underhanded tactics. But it’s all because I wanted to be by your side.

Thus began our strange and thrillingly exciting cohabitation life. Of course, this wasn’t the finish line. It was just the starting line. From here, I’d have to slowly, slowly chip away at his rock-solid, titanium-like wariness.

It’s fine. He’ll melt for me in no time.

I’d already researched his hobbies thoroughly. I’d watched every episode of the late-night anime he looked forward to weekly on streaming sites. I’d studied the game he was recently obsessed with by watching playthroughs from famous streamers.

I was, of course, monitoring his social media. His favorite foods, his hated foods—I had them all memorized. First, I’d follow the classic romance strategy and capture his stomach.

I’ll show him the full extent of my cooking skills.

Bit by bit, I’d make him used to a daily life with me in it. So that having me by his side would feel natural. So that he couldn’t live without me. So that no other body could excite him.

“Let’s get along from now on, Miyazuka-kun.”

I flashed a perfect smile.

“U-Uh…”

He replied in a small voice, quickly looking away.

That innocent reaction is just too adorable.

That night, I was the first to take a bath.

“G-Go ahead…” 

Gen-chan, curled up on the sofa, mumbled, stubbornly refusing to go first. Of course, there was no sign of him peeking. Even though a self-proclaimed beauty was waiting naked, was he too timid or just too proper?

Wait for me, Gen-chan. Until you fall for me. No, until you realize you love me. I’ll never give up.

While soaking in the tub, I vividly recalled his face, his gestures, the movements of his fingers. Imagining the day those hands would touch me, I caressed my vaginal opening with my right hand.

“Ngh♡… Ngh♡…”

I stroked my proud G-cup breasts with my left hand, pinching my nipples hard, the pain gradually turning into pleasure. I noticed his gaze lingering on my chest. But I pretended not to. Because I wanted him to look as much as he wanted.

“Fuh, fuh, ngh!♡♡”

I stifled my voice so it wouldn’t carry outside, so he wouldn’t hear, as I reached climax. This limited-time cohabitation was the perfect stage to fulfill my long-held love.

I won’t let anyone interfere. I’ll make sure Gen-chan falls for me.

“Oh!!♡”

Rubbing my G-spot, a slick sensation spread through the bathwater, and the thought that Gen-chan would bathe here after me sent a thrill through me, my mind burning with excitement.

“Ohhh!♡ Oh!♡ Oh!♡♡”

I thrust my right hand deep into my vagina, stirring the water violently, as if leaving my mark in it, spreading my traces. The force pinching my nipples grew stronger, turning them bright red from their usual cherry pink.

“Oh, oh!♡ Oh!♡ I’m coming!♡♡ I’m cominggg!!♡♡♡♡♡”

Though silent in the water, I definitely squirted, my love spreading through the bath.

Fufu, fufufufu… Take your time, Gen-chan…

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