(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 127.2 - Kazari Sato

“Other people are other people, we are us.”

She didn’t need to say something that sounds like what mothers always say…

What a bold maid.

“…There usually isn’t such a time, but if I ever do have troubles, I’ll consult with you first… though I don’t right now. Thank you for your concern, Kyo-sama.”

Right now, there isn’t, huh.

Got it.

“…Since you’re asking that, does that mean you have something you want to consult about, Kyo-sama?”

No, I was just wondering if you were troubled about your family situation.

…Actually, yes I do.

“I… yeah, I might have something I’d like your advice on.”

She really is perceptive.

“I’ll listen… though I can pretty much guess what it is.”

Is what I’m worrying about that obvious?

“It’s about how to handle Tachibana-sama going forward, isn’t it?”

“…Yeah.”

As expected, since it’s about a woman.

Honestly, I don’t know how far I should get involved.

Or the true meaning behind what Tachibana-san said.

I don’t understand what she meant by someone getting hurt either.

“Kyo-sama should do what you think is right, I believe. I understand what’s troubling you. She said she didn’t need help. But partway through, it was different. If anything, she seemed to be trying to open up. Then came that change. Tachibana-sama’s behavior now was clearly unnatural. It’s hard to think she changed her behavior just because Shiraishi-sensei was there. Rather than that, maybe showing her wounds in that place had meaning—conversely, showing them elsewhere might have been meaningless. I don’t know though.”

A reason she had to show them on the rooftop?

“…Why would that be?”

Was there such a reason?

Like an exhibitionist? But she could do that in a park too. Why did it have to be the rooftop?

I had no idea.

Looking to Kazari-san for an answer, she smiled slightly and raised both hands.

What did that mean?

I looked at her expectantly, waiting for an answer.

She nodded once and opened her mouth.

“Who knows? I have no idea—it was just a random thought.”

A random thought, huh.

She was stumped too.

“I don’t know… I don’t, but…”

“I don’t… you say.”

I see, that’s right. Of course it would come to that.

“That expression… it seems you’re thinking the same thing, Kyo-sama.”

Ah, she caught me.

I just thought of it too.

“Probably the same thing. I have someone in mind who might know the circumstances.”

“So do I.”

We both called out the same person’s name at the same time.

“Shiraishi-san.”

That’s right.

“I happen to have plans to go somewhere with Shiraishi-san about individual dates and meetings. It’s perfect timing, so I’ll go ask her soon.”

“I think that’s a good idea too.”

Once we decided, there was no time like the present.

I sent Shiraishi-san a message asking if she’d like to have a recovery celebration together.

A cheerful message came back immediately.

“She says she’s free the day after tomorrow.”

“That’s quick. I don’t want to drag out Tachibana-san’s situation too long, and the sooner we can ask, the better.”

I thought so too. Though I can’t just ask about the situation—I need to make sure she enjoys herself too.

The day after tomorrow… that’s Saturday.

Kazari-san also had plans the day after tomorrow, if I remember correctly.

Even casually observing Kazari-san, she didn’t seem particularly different.

“I have business on Saturday, so I won’t be around partway through, but that shouldn’t be a problem for a date.”

She had mentioned that earlier. I can’t say I already knew, so I just nodded as if hearing it for the first time.

Kazari-san’s expression when talking about it was the same as always. Earlier her emotions had been showing, but now they weren’t.

“May I say something…?”

“Yeah?”

“Let me assert some rights for once, shall I?”

Rights? What rights?

“I’m going to take a bath… please look forward to it, because I’m exercising my rights.”

What rights?!

For a moment, I thought I saw Kazari-san show a bewitching, somewhat immoral smile.

“Huh?”

Without understanding what she meant, I waited for her to come out of the bath and ended up thoroughly drained.

For two days. She thoroughly asserted her rights.

So the rights were about my body after all.

And what was that earlier mumbling about being tired supposed to mean?!