(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 133.1 - Night Crawling

Several days after that.

The investigation results hadn’t come from Ayaka-san yet.

Given the nature of the content, even Ayaka-san would need time to investigate while balancing it with her regular work.

“Today’s meal is ready.”

“—Thank you, Sayaka-san.”

“No, it’s only natural as your fiancée.”

Kazari-san, who usually cooks, was absent today due to some business.

Normally, Kurokawa-san would cook in such situations, but the very same Kurokawa-san started saying things like—[My wrist is acting up a bit… so let’s have young lady cook!]

I wondered what kind of butler makes her master work because she’s feeling unwell… but come to think of it, Kazari-san does that sometimes too. Maybe it’s common practice.

However, Sayaka-san accepted it.

I felt bad and tried to decline, but [Please let me do it!] Sayaka-san was surprisingly enthusiastic, so I asked her to.

Surprisingly, or rather, Sayaka-san apparently could cook.

Even now she was wearing a light blue, cool-looking apron that was very summer-like and very cute.

“An apron looks good on you too, Sayaka-san.”

“Eh, I think an apron would look good on anyone.”

Now that she mentioned it, that was certainly true.

Conversely, the only people aprons wouldn’t suit might be muscle-bound gorillas.

I couldn’t tell if Sayaka-san was embarrassed or displeased, but she seemed a little aloof and wouldn’t meet my eyes.

But since I wasn’t being complained to, I thought it was probably fine.

When I smiled wryly at Sayaka-san’s attitude…

“Kyoya-sama, that’s bashfulness. Please praise her more. Actually, My Lady was worrying about which apron to choose last night—”

“—Kurokawa…!”

“Pardon me, my mouth slipped.”

Kurokawa-san said what she wanted to say and disappeared again.

The lady in question had her ears slightly red and looked embarrassed, but wasn’t he going to help her?

Actually, that earlier flow was definitely planned, wasn’t it?

Kurokawa-san totally exposed it.

“…I really think it suits you very well. It’s really lovely.”

“~~! Thank you very much—K-Kyoya-san, how much rice would you like to eat?”

“…I’ll have a bit extra, I think?”

“Yes!”

The rice piled generously in the bowl looked like sweet potato mixed rice.

There seemed to be butter in it, giving off a very rich aroma even before eating.

“May I have some?”

“Yes, of course.”

Sayaka-san nodded with a smile.

Just as I was about to take a bite of rice—

“—Ah, I think I’ll have some too.”

Someone sat down in the seat next to me.

“…Akizuki-sensei, you were here?”

When Rio-san arrived, Sayaka-san’s tone became slightly lower.

“Of course I’m a resident here too. I properly did my work today as well… aren’t I admirable? Master.”

“G-good work.”

I had seen her working, since she’s my homeroom teacher.

Really, Rio-san’s gap between home and outside was too extreme.

Outside she was a strict teacher, but at home she was sickeningly sweet and called me Master.

Knowing both the school and home versions of Rio-san, the gap was so extreme it almost made me catch a cold.

It wasn’t like this until recently… where did I go wrong?

“Shouldn’t you work more overtime? I hear Japanese education is difficult.”

“Our students are excellent, so I don’t need to do such things~”

Today was Friday.

Weekends were days when everyone including the fiancées ate together, but today had become that style.

“…Has Tachibana-san returned home? I wonder what she did about dinner… I prepared some just in case.”

“Ah, she came back at the same time as me just now, so she should be here soon—”

Just as Rio-san was talking, Tachibana-san came into the living room.

She had apparently already changed out of her uniform and was wearing short pants that showed her bare legs and a loose, oversized T-shirt.

“—Ah, dinner? Can I have some too? I’m hungry.”

“Of course, I’ve prepared portions for everyone… Sensei doesn’t particularly need to eat though.”

“Wow, Master, it looks delicious… would it be alright if I fed you?”

“That would be very problematic. Why would Sensei feed him? I think normally the person who made the food would do that.”

“The food looks delicious, Master. Fried chicken and kinpira gobo, plus blanched komatsuna and miso soup with daikon and wakame. Which would you like to eat first?”

“No, I’ll eat by myself… that’s fine.”

I didn’t have the courage to be fed in front of everyone.

Also, these two really don’t get along usually. It wasn’t like this before.

“Ah, does that mean you want to try the reverse? If that’s the case—”

“Then I’ll do it for you. Here, ahhh.”

Without giving me a chance to object, Sayaka-san who was sitting in front of me shoved mixed rice into Rio-san’s mouth.

After chewing and swallowing, Rio-san turned toward Sayaka-san too.

“Sayaka-san? I think suddenly putting food in someone’s mouth is dangerous, don’t you?”

“Wasn’t it Sensei who told him to say ‘ahhh’?”

“To Master… not to you, Sayaka-san.”

“Then I wasn’t wrong.—I am Master’s legal wife, so my position is higher than yours, right? I must discipline those who lack patience.”

“When did Sayaka-san become the legal wife? Dream time ends in elementary school. Even Sensei can’t take care of you that far, you know?”

“I’ll be the one taking care of Sensei, so it’s fine.”

Sayaka-san and Rio-san were showing each other icy smiles.

As expected of two young ladies from good families, their verbal warfare was exceptionally sharp.

Tachibana-san was amazing at reading the atmosphere as always.

While smiling, she was steadily eating her rice.

I should follow her example…

“Now, now, you two, calm down. The rice will get cold too… if you’re too intense, Kyo-kun will be put off, you know?”

At Tachibana-san’s words, both of them showed startled expressions.

“I-I apologize. This bitch was in heat so much…”

B-bitch.

She called Rio-san a bitch. She’s not reflecting at all, is she?

“S-sorry. I thought it was the duty of an elder to properly discipline this poorly-raised nouveau riche woman…”

Rio-san’s comeback was also fierce.

A poorly-raised nouveau riche woman.

“”…””

And now they’re silently smiling at each other again.

The silent smiles between women are absolutely terrifying.

“—You two keep talking about being the legal wife and all, but… actually, isn’t Shiraishi-sensei the one who seems most like a legal wife right now?”

“””Eh?”””

Tachibana-san, what are you suddenly saying? Actually, what are you trying to say?