(Chastity Reversed) The Legitimate Wife War: How I, a Harem-Hater, Ended Up Creating an Ultra-Eccentric Harem with a Villainess, a Sadistic Beauty Teacher, a Scheming Classmate... etc. - Chapter 115.1: Date Promise and Turmoil

“We’ve arrived, Kyoya-sama.”

“…Ah, Kurokawa-san. Sorry, I must have fallen asleep. Thank you.”

“Please don’t worry about it, it’s my job.”

Somehow I’d lost consciousness without realizing it.

Maybe I was tired from being tense during the three-way meeting?

Kurokawa-san was apparently going to park the car properly, so she let me out first in front of the house.

“I’m home~”

“…Welcome back, Kyoya-san.”

“Eh?”

I hadn’t expected an answer. I’d just said it out of habit.

That’s exactly why I was slightly surprised when I got an unexpected response from someone.

“What’s wrong, Kyoya-san? You look surprised.”

The older girl tilted her head curiously.

“N-no, this has never happened before… I-I’m home, Hosho-san.”

However, my response seemed to displease her somewhat, as her face showed slight irritation.

“I am your fiancée after all, so I’ll at least greet you when you return. Also, it’s not Hosho, but didn’t we agree you’d call me by my first name?”

Ah, so that’s why she looked irritated.

That’s right, since the three-way meeting, we’d decided I should call her by her first name since being too formal was strange.

“You’re right, sorry, Sayaka-san. You suddenly greeted me, so I was surprised and accidentally used the old way of addressing you…”

“My greeting was just a coincidence though. I just happened to be downstairs when I heard the sound of the front door opening, so I just looked.”

“I see, thanks.”

“…What are you saying, My Lady? What do you mean coincidence? You were really waiting for Kyoya-sama.”

I thought I heard a voice from behind, and before I knew it, Kurokawa-san was standing there.

She’d apparently already parked the car.

Wait, she was waiting?

“Hey, Kurokawa.”

“You contacted me, didn’t you? ‘Kyoya-san must be tired from the three-way meeting, and it would be strange if no one was there to greet him, so I want to wait for him. So please contact me when it’s time for him to return.’ That’s why I was dispatched.”

“Wh-what are you saying, Kurokawa!”

Sayaka-san’s face turned slightly red as she looked down.

Seeing this, Kurokawa-san apologized with ‘Sorry, I misspoke’ without showing any sign of remorse. From her reaction, it seemed to be true.

“Thanks for greeting me, Sayaka-san. I was indeed a bit tired today since they were people I was meeting for the first time. I’m glad you were waiting for me.”

“I-I see, that’s good… A-anyway, how about you relax in the living room?”

Her voice was quiet, but Sayaka-san encouraged me to go inside.

Kurokawa-san watching this looked somewhat satisfied.

“Well then, I’ll go do some other housework.”

“…Really, why has that girl become so impudent? I’ll have to discipline her again next time.”

Sayaka-san was saying something scary.

The living room had been cooled to a comfortable temperature, probably because Sayaka-san had turned on the air conditioning.

“…Good work for now, Kyoya-san.”

As I sat on the sofa feeling exhausted, Sayaka-san brought me a drink.

“How about some iced coffee?”

“Thanks, I’ll have some.”

The moderate bitterness of the coffee cleared my head.

Sayaka-san also sat on the sofa next to me with some distance between us, coffee in hand. This was somehow refreshing. Until now, she’d only sat diagonally across from me, but now she was sitting beside me.

“…This is the first time we’ve talked alone since Golden Week, isn’t it?”

“You mean during the three-way meeting? It feels like it was ages ago somehow.”

“A lot happened after the three-way meeting.”

“It did. It all started after we came back in the car with you, Sayaka-san.”

“That’s right.”

When we’d tried to get out of the car, Akizuki-san’s furious father had appeared.

Then, without a moment’s rest, the incident with Akizuki-san had occurred.

“Golden Week just ended, but I feel completely exhausted already. I wonder when we’ll get another long vacation.”

“It’s no wonder you’re exhausted. You were especially in the thick of things… Even after the incident ended, you were hospitalized, and then as soon as you were discharged, it was back to school. Aren’t you a bit too busy?”

“Really, but I can’t compare to you handling being a company president too, Sayaka-san.”

Sayaka-san modestly said, ‘I’m nothing special…’

But I think there’s something to that…

Still, looking back on the past few months, just as Sayaka-san said, I really haven’t had time to relax. It feels like I haven’t relaxed in years.

“…Kyoya-san, you look like you are rushing through life.”

Rushing through life, huh.

Thinking back, maybe I’d been running non-stop since my sister’s incident.

“That’s not… true.”

“…Really?”

Sayaka-san looked straight into my eyes.

Our eyes met, and I was the first to look away.

“…Maybe a little.”

“See? Shouldn’t you rest a bit more?”

“Rest… huh.”

Even if I wanted to rest, I didn’t really know what to do.

“…From your expression, it seems you don’t know what to do to relax?”

“…Eh, how did you know?”

Are you psychic?

“Who knows? Just a lucky guess.”

Sayaka-san sipped her coffee and smiled.

“So…”

“Yeah?”

But for some reason, her words didn’t continue from there.

Sayaka-san just swirled the glass of coffee in her hand.

As she swirled it, the ice made pleasant clinking sounds.

A quiet moment drifted around us.

Just as I thought the condensation on the cup was about to drip, Sayaka-san looked forward.

“…I-if you wouldn’t mind, how about we go out sometime? For relaxation… just the two of us.”

Sayaka-san’s last words were barely audible.

Her cheek, turned forward, was slightly flushed.

Going out, huh.

The last time we’d properly gone out together was during that Kuzuryu incident.

“O-of course, if you don’t want to, we don’t have to go. It’s just that when we went out before, we couldn’t really finish it as a proper date, could we? That left me feeling a bit unsatisfied… and I’d like to relax too, yes.”

For Sayaka-san, she was speaking unusually fast and stumbling over her words.

So I could tell she’d mustered considerable courage to say this.

Well, in other words, this was a date invitation, right?

And of course…

“I’d definitely love to go. The art museum we went to together was really interesting, and I had such a peaceful time there. I’d like to spend that kind of leisurely time again.”

I nodded with a smile.

At my answer, Sayaka-san looked bewildered for a moment, then slowly broke into a smile.

“…Yes, there are still many places I recommend, so let’s definitely go.”

Sayaka-san’s flushed cheeks and shy smile.

The gap with Sayaka-san’s usual dignified appearance made my heart race involuntarily.

“Sayaka… san.”

“Kyoya-san?”

Right now, only we were in this space.

I was truly grateful that this person was my fiancée—I was feeling that right now.

That’s how beautiful and attractive she looked.

Her long hair swayed gently. It smelled nice. Her thin lips…