The Carnivorous Maidens Living with Me - Chapter 64 & 65

Chapter 64: Good Morning and Good Night

When does a person fall in love…?

That’s something only that person itself would know.

Maybe there was a trigger, or maybe they just started following that specific person with their eyes unconsciously.

Before they realize it, they’re thinking about them, mimicking their actions, wanting to share the same space with them.

And at some point, they’ll notice those feelings.

Uncontrollable emotions surge, a strong desire to be together with them takes hold, and a possessive urge emerges, not wanting to let anyone else have them…

Is it just selfish ego to hope that the other feels the same?

Mutual Love

Thinking of the other, loving the other.

Being thought of, being loved.

A partner’s hand, a beloved’s hand.

This feeling, held in one hand.

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The time is early morning.

Just before the birds wake, a faint blue light glows through the window.

Slowly turning my face forward, I enter a curtain of silver.

It’s a space filled with warm breezes and a sweet scent, so comforting I could linger forever.

Pale blue eyes, slightly misty, peek at me.

Lowering my gaze, I see plump pink lips.

The sight is so beautiful, I forget to breathe.

“…Sofia-san.”

“…Yes?”

“May I ask a question?”

“…Marriage?”

“…A question.”

“…A kiss?”

“…A question.”

“…A deep kiss?”

“…”

“…Nn.”

Chuu…

I think Sofia-san wakes up too early in the morning.

You’re probably thinking I mean she’s an early riser, right?

But no.

It’s her libido waking up!

Lately… ever since Mutsuki started living with us, it’s been like this every morning.

“…Nn… haa, haa… Sho~ma~”

“…So, ngh… phew, Sofi, wait a sec…”

Sofia arches her body with a bikun and clings to me, burying her face beside me.

A cascade of silver curtains blocks my view.

Those soft curtains aren’t uncomfortable at all—rather, I want to savor them more.

As I do, those pale blue eyes, back in the real world, gaze at me.

“…What’s the talk about~?”

“Haa… I was gonna ask why you’re here so early in the morning… but it doesn’t matter anymore. Morning, Sofi.”

“Yup! Morning, Shoma, thanks for the lovely wake-up.”

“I’m always scar—… no, never mind…”

“Hm?”

At first, I was terrified every time Sofia invaded, but now I’ve accepted it.

Or rather, I might be the one craving it.

My head knows it, but saying it out loud feels embarrassing.

Sofia tilts her head cutely, looking at me.

It’s early summer, and the morning is a bit chilly.

Sofia’s wearing a pink camisole with a thin cardigan over it.

Below, she has tight black spats, like the kind you’d wear to a gym.

There’s no way I wouldn’t get excited seeing her like this.

“Cold, huh… Wanna get in?”

“Yup!”

I shift a bit on the bed and lift the blanket to let her in.

Like an energetic bunny, she hops and slips her slim body in, rubbing against me.

“Ehehe~ Shoma’s body is so warm~”

“…Is it? Glad to hear. Sleep a bit more… I’ll wake you up.”

“…Goodnight kiss.”

“Jeez… such a spoiled Russian girl.”

“It’s because of Shoma… I want you to do it.”

“Haa… Fine. But just once.”

“Yup… do it.”

I pull Sofia close, bringing my face near.

Focusing on her pink lips, I see her sweet breath steaming.

Parting the silver curtain clinging to her sweaty cheek, I bring our lips closer, as if drawing in the faint morning glow.

“Ah…”

That voice was the most seductive, love-starved tone I’ve ever heard.

I press my lips toward the source of that sound.

Our eyes meet—blue and black.

Her blue gem-like eyes, wide open to not miss this moment, sparkle with the coming warmth and naturally sink into darkness.

Yet that darkness is a warm embrace.

I gently take a fragment of that darkness spilling from her closed treasure chest and smile.

“Goodnight… Sofia.”

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(Mondays used to always feel gloomy… but lately, thanks to Sofi…)

An angel peeks out from my silver-tinted pillow.

That angel, with a peaceful expression, must be traveling the dream world.

Seeing her, I feel at ease, hoping to share the same dream, and let myself sink into the darkness.

“Goodnight… Shoma.”

Was that her voice… or a fantasy I created?

I don’t know anymore.

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But… mornings like this aren’t so bad, I mutter in the haze, drawn into the vortex of dreams.

Chapter 65: Silver Hair and Melting a Black Heart

There’s a saying: “Hair is a woman’s life.”

As a guy, I never understood it, but watching Sofia lately, I’ve realized something.

(I really wanna touch it! Smell it!)

This urge probably came up because Sofia’s been sleeping with me these past few days.

Looking at the silver-haired maiden sleeping beside me, I gently stroke her hair.

“…Nn.”

The moment I touch it, a seductive voice escapes Sofia.

Trying not to wake her, I slowly savor the silky, smooth texture.

“This… this is just… too much.”

The feel of it and the faint sweet scent are so overwhelming, my inner thoughts spill out as a mutter.

“Nn… Sho~ma~”

“Wha…”

Sofia suddenly throws her arms around my neck, pulling me forcefully into her chest.

“Munya~… so warm~… suu suu”

“…”

It’s definitely warm.

My face is perfectly nestled in Sofia’s chest.

I’ve thought this before, but Sofia’s chest is truly beautiful.

Using various media and knowledge, I’ve studied the mysteries of women, and this is the pinnacle I’ve reached.

“Even so, doing this while she’s asleep is probably a bad idea…”

Savoring those two swells with my face, I drift back to sleep between warmth and bliss.

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“Good morning.”

“Oh, Senpai… good morning.”

“You’re up early, Hazuki.”

“Yes, I’m in charge of breakfast today.”

“Sorry, that’s a big help…”

“No, I enjoy doing it.”

“Once my injury heals, I’ll make it up to you.”

“! …Yes.”

Living with five girls has led to various arrangements.

One of them is the meal duty.

It’s generally a daily rotation, but we switch or collaborate based on everyone’s situations.

Thankfully, finances are good, so as the homeowner, I cover their living and food expenses.

When we discussed this…

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“That’s too much of a burden on Shoma!”

“Totally! We get allowances from our families too, you know?”

“As your Onee-chan… I can’t let you do that much. I lived alone, so I have some money for expenses.”

The girls strongly opposed it at first, but my stance didn’t waver.

“Boyfriend privilege activated! Plus homeowner authority! If you don’t agree, I won’t let you live here! And no veto rights!”

They looked like they wanted to call me a tyrant, but my final words settled it.

“That’s unfair, Shoma!”

“…Demon Senpai.”

“…Poyoyon Demon-kun.”

“Didn’t know Shoma could be so forceful…”

“Hmph! Pervert.”

““““You’re the pervert!””””

The President was joining the conversation completely naked.

“Lately, everyone’s been treating me pretty harshly…”

It’s reached a point of no return.

Meeting the President clothed at home is rarer.

And us getting used to it is questionable…

“Let’s just ignore the President!”

“Totally!”

“No, ladies… her dad’s paying me, you know…”

“President, want some coffee?”

“There’s scones too.”

“Hmph! I’ll take them!”

“What a slick pivot… I should take notes.”

Through such exchanges, we set the rules of our daily life.

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“Um… Senpai?”

“Hm? What’s up, Hazuki?”

“I can’t eat lunch with you today. My friends invited me…”

“Got it~ Say hi to your friends for me.”

“Yes! Sorry, Sofia-onee-chan!”

“Don’t worry, Hazuki. Cherish your friends.”

“Yes!”

We each get ready, and once everyone’s gathered, we eat breakfast.

“Hazuki-chan, this potato simmer is amazing! Eating stew in the morning is such a treat.”

Yayoi-san’s right—this stew is top-notch!

I can’t stop eating rice.

“It’s insanely good! Did you prep this in the morning? Up super early?”

“No, I did the prep last night, so it wasn’t that early!”

Seeing Hazuki sweat nervously, her eyes darting, I let it slide.

“Thanks, Hazuki.”

“Au…”

I gently pat Hazuki’s head.

Her hair feels soft and clings to my hand, cool and pleasant.

Jii…

Sofia’s side-eye glares from the side.

Hazuki, startled, flails her hands to brush mine off.

“S-Senpai! This week is Sofia-onee-chan’s turn!”

“Eh? Oh, right…”

Hazuki’s words confuse me for a moment, but recently, the girls made a deal to share my ownership.

They started a trial run last week, and it officially began yesterday.

I agreed without fully understanding, but it seems focused on maximizing one-on-one time.

“S-Sorry, Sofi… don’t be mad.”

“Fufu, just kidding. If I got upset over every little thing, it’d never end.”

The girls seem relieved by Sofia’s laugh, but I didn’t miss it…

For a split second, a shadow crossed her smile.

After breakfast, we clean up, and Sofia and I head to the entrance first.

“We’re heading out!”

“Lock up and stuff, okay?”

“See you both off!”

With everyone’s send-off, Sofia and I leave.

A hot day, with summer approaching.

“Feels like it’s been a while since we went to school together, just us, Shoma.”

“Yeah… things have been too wild lately.”

“Kind of nostalgic… back then, we walked side by side to school like this, right?”

“That time, huh…”

That time… the day Sofia shared her troubles, the day I heard her true feelings.

This road we walked slowly together.

“I feel calmer now than I did then…”

“Got it…”

Sofia tucks her wind-swept hair behind her ear with one hand.

It’s like a scene from an anime I watch.

A silver-haired girl against a blue sky…

The usually full-throttle, pushy girl occasionally shows a mature expression and poise.

My heart skips a beat, and I calm it while staying close to Sofia.

“…Sofi.”

“Hm…?”

“You’re not… pushing yourself, are you?”

“Eh…”

She looks at me, puzzled, not grasping my question’s meaning.

“You okay?”

I ask again, deliberately vague.

If something’s really wrong, she’ll say it herself—that’s my consideration.

Plus, it’s a signal I won’t pry into things she doesn’t want to share.

“Jeez! What’s that out of nowhere! Were you just staring at me?”

Seems like the latter.

I switch gears and answer energetically.

“Well, something like that! I was thinking how pretty you are, as always!”

“Being praised so directly is kinda embarrassing…”

“Haha! Payback for usual. So, let’s hold hands and walk.”

“…Yup! And give me a kiss too.”

“Which mouth’s saying that?”

““The mouth that kissed you!””

“Ah…”

“Too obvious! I know you! Hahaha!”

“Muu… cheeky Shoma.”

It’s been two months since I started getting close to Sofia…

I’m slowly starting to understand her, bit by bit.

“Hey, Sofi.”

“What?”

I don’t know what’s worrying Sofia, but I search for words to ease it, even a little.

“Instead of watching me from behind… walk beside me, look forward to the future with me. Okay, my love watcher?”

On a clear, crisp summer morning, forgetting it’s only Tuesday, Sofia and I head to school with refreshed hearts.

May my words reach her heart.