The Beautiful Girl I Accidentally Helped Who Has Somehow Become Attached To Me. - Chapter 12: The Uninvited Girl.

The Uninvited Girl.

Walking home with Mikami-san, enjoying our crepes, even though we went in the opposite direction of my house, the high school is within walking distance. So, despite the detour, I would still get home at a reasonable hour.

Upon arriving at my apartment, we stepped into the elevator. Typically, we would press the buttons for our respective floors, but somehow Mikami-san’s finger overlapped with mine as we both reached for the button.

“Eh?”

“Oh, don’t mind me.”

I wasn’t sure what she meant by “don’t mind me,” but I let it slide.

The elevator stopped at the third floor. As I prepared to step out, I turned around to thank Mikami-san for today, only to find that she had also gotten off.

“Do you have something to do on this floor?”

“No, don’t mind me.”

She smiled faintly, claiming it was nothing. I couldn’t tell what was on her mind, but I had a feeling she might do something unexpected again.

As we walked a bit further, we reached the door to my room. Mikami-san was still closely following beside me.

“Uh, we’ve already arrived at my room, you know?”

“Don’t mind me!”

“…Are you trying to come in?”

“Yes.”

“Now that’s a problem!”

What do you mean “don’t mind me”? Of course, I mind! I had a feeling she would be casually following me, but she must have been planning to come inside from the very beginning.

This girl never consults me beforehand, whether it was this morning or on the way back. If I had known she would come over, I could have bought some snacks or something…

But that’s not the most pressing issue right now. My apartment is a mess since I hadn’t planned on having anyone over.

I quickly realized that tidying up should be my top priority.

“Sorry, could you wait for a moment while I clean up?”

“Oh, don’t mind me.”

“I do mind! Please wait ten… no, fifteen minutes!”

I felt bad making Mikami-san wait, but I had to rush to tidy up my cluttered apartment.

I closed the door behind me and kicked off my shoes, diving into the chaos of my room.

***

“Haah… haah… Sorry for making you wait.”

“No, don’t mind me. I know this is just another room in the same type of apartment building, but it’s my first time visiting a male friend’s room, so I’m feeling a bit nervous…”

Hey, you were just acting nonchalant a moment ago, so why the sudden shyness?

I tried not to think about it, but now I was getting nervous, too.

The first friend I invite into my home as a high school student turns out to be a girl, and not just any girl, but the beautiful Mikami-san, who has quickly become known as the “high-class flower” since the beginning of the school year. What kind of coincidence leads to this situation?

If the guys who confessed to me and got rejected found out, would they come after me?

“What’s wrong?”

“…Uh, nothing at all. Anyway… please, make yourself at home.”

“Thank you for having me.”

And so, I was about to experience the significant event of inviting a girl into my home for the first time as a high school student.

Mikami-san’s words made me hyper-aware, and the sweat in my palms was becoming unbearable.

I led her to the living room, encouraging her to get comfortable.

It felt a bit awkward watching Mikami-san look around the room, but as she said, the layout was the same as her apartment. There wasn’t anything particularly unusual to see.

If I had to point out a difference, it might be that I had fewer pieces of furniture than she did.

It’s not that I don’t want things, but for now, I’ve kept only the essentials. I was just relieved that I had a table and a sofa.

“What would you like to drink? Tea, orange juice, coffee, or cocoa?”

“I’d like some coffee, please.”

“Got it. Hot or iced?”

“Hot, please.”

“Do you want milk and sugar?”

“I’ll take it black, please.”

After taking Mikami-san’s order, I prepared two cups of hot coffee.

For some reason, our little exchange felt like we were at a café. I picked up the mugs and set one in front of Mikami-san.

“Fuufuu~~, you were like a café waiter just now.”

It seemed that Mikami-san was having a similar thought, as she smiled softly.

Well, while our exchange might have felt café-like, the coffee I made was just instant coffee, and it couldn’t hold a candle to the quality of a real café.

After taking a sip of my homemade instant coffee, I turned to Mikami-san with a question.

“So… what made you suddenly decide to come to my house?”

“I just felt like it on a whim.”

“A whim? Is that really a good enough reason to come over to a guy’s house alone?”

“That’s a bit late to be saying, isn’t it? We’ve been alone together many times before.”

“Well, yeah, but this is my home, not a school or out in public. If something were to happen, that’d be pretty bad, right?”

I thought Mikami-san should reconsider how she views her boundaries with guys.

When I helped her out that one time, she had been forcibly grabbed by a guy she couldn’t overpower. It could have turned into something serious. Had she forgotten that, or did she see me as someone outside of the male category altogether? It left me wondering.

“I trust you, Kirishima-san.”

“What gives you that confidence with such a short time of knowing me…?”

“Well, that’s true, but if I had to say, I’d go with my intuition as a woman. Women’s intuition can be surprisingly accurate, you know?”

“…I see.”

“That’s right. And if you really had ulterior motives towards me, you would have thought twice when I said I wanted to thank you. You probably wouldn’t have turned me down at all.”

Hmm, that makes sense.

Still, Mikami-san is incredibly beautiful, and she should be careful not to give guys the wrong idea.

“Or is it that you’re feeling excited about being alone with me and might develop strange thoughts?”

“…I’m excited, but I don’t plan on having any strange thoughts… for now.”

“Fufu~, is that so? My intuition must be spot on, then.”

“…Fine, I give up. Do what you want.”

“Yes, I will do as I please.”

As I watched Mikami-san sip from the mug, her expression conveyed a sense of satisfaction that etched itself into my mind.

Damn it, don’t toy with the innocent heart of a socially awkward guy like me when you’re an absolute beauty.

“However, Kirishima-san, your house is really calming,” she said.

“Really? It’s just the same layout as any other place, right?”

“It might be the aroma of the coffee you made, but it also feels similar to a quiet café that has a soothing atmosphere. I think it would be perfect for doing homework here. Would it be alright if I came over again when we have homework?”

“…That’s fine, but please let me know in advance, okay? That way, I can prepare some snacks and tea.”

If she just showed up out of the blue, I wouldn’t have time to clean up or prepare anything to entertain her. I was already exhausted from the hurried tidying up I did today.

“Got it. Then I’ll come over again tomorrow.”

Hey, that’s quick!

Is she really planning to hang around all the time?

Well… if she asks properly ahead of time, I guess that’s acceptable.