The day I moved on from my crush — who worked as a rental girlfriend — I ended up with a yandere

After a whole month, I was standing before the familiar house once again.

A two-storey house situated on the outskirts of Tokyo and surrounded by similar-looking houses was where I used to work as a caregiver.

Tomoya-san patted my back and urged me, “Come on, let’s go.”

I gave him a brief nod before we entered the house.

The interior was the same as I remembered. Though now there were a few maids working around the place, cleaning the reception hall.

They paused to greet the man beside me.

We moved through the reception hall and climbed the stairs.

Tsumiki-san’s room was on the first floor.

I had naturally visited her room a few times in the past, so I knew I had to take a left after climbing the stairs.

And just as we turned, a familiar woman came before us.

Her eyes were red; clearly, she had cried.

Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulder, and a pair of blue eyes looked at me and then her husband before finally settling on me as she said, “Oh, Kazuki-kun. I am glad you came.” Her voice was shaky.

I gave a brief bow and said, “Good afternoon, Sumire-san.” She was Tsumiki-san’s mother and also the woman who had booked my services for the first seven days—after that, it was Tsumiki-san who reserved my services.

I felt Tomoya-san’s hand on my shoulder as he said, “Go on, she is in her room.”

I took a deep breath and looked at the closed door on the left.

Nodding, I took a step forward.

The other two didn’t follow me and just stood there, watching me.

I took another deep breath and raised my hand to knock.

Tsumiki-san and I were close indeed, but I don’t know whether my presence would make any difference, given she wasn’t responding to even her parents.

Taking a pause, I finally knocked.

*KNOCK*
I waited for a few seconds. No response.

Leaning closer, I called out, “Tsumiki-san? It’s me, Kazuki. Do you remember-“

*CLICK*

I was shocked as suddenly the doors parted and a hand pulled me inside before,

*DHAK*

I heard the door being closed behind me.

Wh-What just happened?

I was definitely inside Tsumiki-san’s room.

I could tell by those dark curtains and that wall painting across from the entrance.

I was too stunned to move for a few seconds, but just as I was about to turn to see who had pulled me inside, I felt a pair of arms wrapping around my chest and a warm body pressing against me from behind.

“T-Tsumiki-san?” I asked, startled by the sudden hug.

“Just…let me stay like this for a few seconds.” She requested, pressing even closer to me.

I parted my lips, but no words came out. In the end, I just let her hug me all she wanted.

I could feel how restlessly her heart was beating against me.

Her fingers trembled as she held me as if I were the only support that kept her from falling.

I hesitantly held her hands, which were on my chest, and told her, “It’s okay, Tsumiki-san. Tell me what happened and I will somehow find a solution to your problems.”

I felt her flinching for a moment before she suddenly released me and stepped away.

Before I turned, she walked past me and advanced toward her bed.

Finally, she turned to look at me as she sat down.

Her brown hazelnut eyes didn’t fail to put me in a trance as always. She was wearing a loose shirt and a denim shorts that hid nothing of her smooth, long legs. Her brown hair, despite being disheveled, enhanced her beauty as she looked at me with a blank look.

I took a few seconds to compose myself before I approached her, and after sitting beside her, I said, “Why can’t I help you? Do you not trust me?”

I know I wasn’t the best person to count on, but I give good advice, Izumi told me. And since she has chosen to open the door for me and not for anyone else, I could at least try to convince her to get out of her confines.

Tsumiki-san kept looking at me for a few seconds before she shook her head and said, “No, you won’t be able to find a solution to my problem this time.”

I sighed, “At least try me once. I mean-“

“I want you, Kazu-kun. And not as a caregiver or a friend, but my life partner. Tell me, can you grant me that?”

“…”

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A/N:- Thanks for reading.