The Beautiful Girl I Accidentally Helped Who Has Somehow Become Attached To Me.

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The Uncomfortable Sense of Distance.

Soon after, I felt a tingling in my legs, signaling that they were falling asleep. Carefully, I shifted Mikami-san’s head from my lap to a fluffy cushion and made my escape.

Retrieving the confiscated vocabulary notebook, I covered her with a blanket. My only concern was being reprimanded for waking her up as she slept soundly, breathing softly.

I moved as quietly as possible, making my way to the kitchen.

At that moment, I realized I was feeling a bit nervous; my throat had become dry with anxiety.

(Oh no… My sense of distance is getting skewed. Normally, even lovers wouldn’t do something like this…)

While gulping down water, I reflected on my previous reckless actions that had seemed so casual. How could I have offered her a lap pillow and stroked her head? I felt my face flush as I tried to regain my composure.

I had often pondered Mikami-san’s sense of distance, but it occurred to me that I might be the one who had lost my grip on reality. No, there was no doubt about it—I had definitely gone off the rails.

When did this all start? I didn’t need to think too hard to answer that question. Everything changed the day I met Mikami-san.

Initially, I had allowed myself just the lunch break with her. But before I knew it, those moments expanded into after school, mornings, and weekends. Looking back, it all happened in the blink of an eye. With just a bit of openness, she had slipped right into my life… and before long, that had become the norm.

A solitary introverted loner like me could only shake his head in disbelief.

Somehow, I had allowed this absolutely stunning girl to invade my space without question. Yes, I had permitted it. I realized that I found my time with Mikami-san comfortable enough that I had no need to resist her advances.

…Well, I suppose it was also because I had come to terms with the futility of resisting.

(Still… it’s strange how casually we’ve been engaging in behaviors that surpass mere friendship.)

We shared meals at school, commuted together, and spent afternoons hanging out. Even considering that we were alone together, it felt like it just barely fell within the realm of friendship.

However, when it came to dates, petting her head, or suggesting sleepovers… Mikami-san crossed boundaries with ease, stepping well beyond the limits.

It was also remarkable how naturally she spent entire days at my place without question.

It had felt so normal that I hadn’t given it a second thought, but reflecting on it now, it seemed strange.

(What is Mikami-san thinking?)

Now that my thirst had lessened, I quietly approached the sofa where she lay sleeping.

I sat on the floor, gazing intently at her innocent sleeping face.

This situation was quite telling. A girl sleeping unguarded in a boy’s home… When I thought about it, that was nearly impossible. But if it meant that she felt safe enough to sleep here, in my presence, then that was an honor.

Well, it could simply be that she doesn’t see me as a man…

Distance… I suppose realizing that I had lost my sense of it is a bit late now.

Both emotionally and physically, Mikami-san has invaded my space.

As someone who has opened my heart to her, there’s no way I could push her away now. She had already made her advances clear.

Even if I tried to maintain some distance, Mikami-san would inevitably close it again. To put it simply… I felt like there was no escaping her now. I sensed that would be my fate.

Moreover, the interior of my home has been customized to ensure Mikami-san’s comfort. After investing so much in improvements, there’s no way I could tell her not to come over anymore.

By the way, I know Mikami-san has been browsing bed catalogs recently. It seems that having sleepovers might become a regular occurrence soon… I’ll try my best to prevent it, but I feel like I might be overwhelmed.

In conclusion, I cannot escape this invader.

After all, Mikami-san won’t stop. But her actions are driven by her own heart, pursuing whatever she desires freely. As long as I understand that her true feelings guide her behavior, I can simply accept my situation.

So… I hope she continues to invade, to bug me, and to confuse me so that I can remain oblivious to that sense of discomfort.

As long as Mikami-san keeps imposing her skewed sense of distance on me, I’m sure I’ll stay blissfully unaware.

If I’m to be poisoned, I might as well consume it entirely.

If I want to keep interacting with Mikami-san as I always have… that will likely be the most convenient option for me.

“Mikami-san being fond of me… that’s something she genuinely wants, right?”

It’s always like this.

Mikami-san often behaves in ways that are suggestive. It’s easy to… misinterpret her intentions.

“But… for now, maintaining the status quo is fine.”

This ambiguous relationship feels very comfortable right now. Perhaps that’s why I’m afraid of breaking it.

I, a socially awkward loner who failed at high school debut, have only one true friend—an invader who threatens my entire existence.

Though our relationship is too distorted to simply be called friendship… for now, it’s best to keep things as they are.

There’s no need to rush.