The Carnivorous Maidens Living with Me - Chapter 79: The Golden Kurokami

Chapter 79: The Golden Kurokami

“Hey, everyone, I’m thinking about dyeing my hair…”

“…Huh?

Mutsuki, say that again.”

“I’m thinking about dyeing my hair.”

It’s Sunday afternoon.

After going to karaoke with everyone yesterday and eating yakiniku, we came home and crashed.

Today, Yayoi-san and I had work in the morning.

When we finished the afternoon tea shift and got back home, this conversation started.

“Sounds great, Mutsuki!

How about silver to match me?”

“Hmm, silver might clash with your vibe, Sofia.”

“What color do you want, Mutsuki-onee-chan?”

“Well… I’d love to go blonde, like Phoenix-san from Smofeni, my idol.”

“Oh my, blonde would look cool on you, big sis!

It won’t overlap with anyone’s style either.”

These guys are way too excited.

Not that I’m planning to stop her or anything.

“Mutsuki…”

“President?”

Oh, is the President stepping in to stop it?

Our school’s pretty lax, so dyeing hair won’t get you in trouble, but maybe the student council president can’t let it slide?

Good job, President.

“Mutsuki…”

“President, is it a bad idea after all?”

…

…

…

“I want to be like Phoenix-sama too!”

““““You too?!””””

Nope, she’s hopeless.

I give up expecting anything from her.

“What do you think, Shoma?”

“Me… hmm.”

(I really like Mutsuki’s black hair.

Come to think of it, I’m always touching the girls’ hair.

Am I a hair fetishist…?)

“There’s a reason, right?”

“…Yeah.”

She nods slightly.

You don’t just decide to dye your hair without a reason.

“I see.

Then go for it.”

“Really?

I thought you’d be against it.”

“No reason to object.

I’ll miss your black hair, but I’m also curious to see the new Mutsuki.”

That’s my honest truth.

A hairstyle can amplify a woman’s charm by leaps and bounds.

Hair color on top of that?

People’s reactions will be all over the place.

“You like my hair.”

“Might be a hair fetishist.”

“I see…

Then I’m dyeing it.”

“Yeah!

Can’t wait to see the new Mutsuki!”

“How about we go out together to buy the dye while getting ingredients for dinner?”

“Yayoi-san…”

Yayoi-san’s suggestion probably means she wants to hear Mutsuki’s troubles.

Some things are hard to talk about with schoolmates but easier with an older sister figure.

“Please, Yayoi-san!”

“Hehe, shall we go then?”

“Yes!”

“Yayoi-san, take care of her.”

As Yayoi-san passes by, I whisper to her.

She responds with an adorably playful wink.

(I can’t compete with Yayoi-san…)

We leave it to the mature woman and start on laundry and cleaning.

Since Yayoi-san and I are on dinner duty, I’ve already asked her to grab any missing ingredients.

“President, when are you telling Mutsuki about yesterday?”

Yesterday, the President told me something shocking.

“Oh, that?

Hmm… how about the day of?”

“Isn’t that too much of a surprise?”

“I think it’ll make her even happier…”

“Do women really love surprises that much?”

“Can’t say for sure, but when you gave me those panties, I nearly ascended.”

“…The necklace was my real gift.”

“Hahaha.”

The President laughs it off, but I know she’s working crazy hard behind the scenes.

That’s who Satsuki Sumeragi is.

She’s a goof in front of us, but she’s an incredible hard worker, a loyal friend, studious, and…

“Shoma…”

“What’s up, President?”

“Thinking about it got me wet, so I’m gonna change!”

…And a total pervert.

Give me back my感動.

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“We’re back~”

“Welcome home~”

“How’d it go?

Find something good?”

The two return from shopping in high spirits.

Mutsuki’s face somehow looks brighter.

“Yayoi-san, the ingredients are prepped.”

“Oh, thanks, Sho-kun.

Your hand’s looking better lately.”

“Yeah, they said it’ll be fully healed by summer break.”

“That’s great! ♡”

Yayoi-san, concerned about my hand, and I start preparing dinner.

Tonight’s menu…

Nikujaga and potato salad as the mains, with wild vegetable tempura, octopus and cucumber sunomono, and tororo that’s great over rice.

Plus, side dishes tailored to everyone’s tastes.

“Let’s eat~!”

One of our house rules is to eat together whenever we can.

Honestly, that rule makes me so happy.

(Eating together as a group… it’s not something I’ve had much lately…)

I heard Mutsuki suggested this rule.

Knowing my past played a part, but it was probably her own wish too.

“Mutsuki~ I’ll give you my tempura!”

“Eh?

Really?”

“Have my octopus too, yup!”

“Even Hazuki…”

“I’ll share some nikujaga too♪”

“…Yayoi-san.”

“Then… I’ll give you my tororo.”

“President, eat that yourself.”

“Aw…”

Living together, I’m starting to learn everyone’s preferences.

Surprisingly, the President doesn’t like slimy foods.

Mutsuki, showered with everyone’s blessings—or rather, their shared food—chews on happiness with a full mouth.

“Good food really brings happiness, doesn’t it?”

Mutsuki’s words sum it up, and I agree.

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“Wow!

Mutsuki, it looks amazing!”

“W-Wow… just changing my hair color makes such a difference.”

“I’m tempted to dye mine too.”

“It’s just like Phoenix-sama.”

“…”

Mutsuki went to dye her hair after everyone else finished bathing.

It took a while with bleaching and all, but…

“How is it… Shoma?”

“…”

I’m stunned.

I said a hairstyle can change a woman, but applying that to hair color is spot-on.

“Well… how do I put it?”

“…Hm?”

I hesitate but speak my honest thoughts.

“Your black hair was awesome, but golden Mutsuki is just as awesome!”

“Ehehe… it’s still a bit embarrassing.”

The downcast black-haired girl is gone.

From now on, with her golden hair…

She’ll live brightly, laughing.