The Story of A Beautiful Girl I Rescued From An Attacker Who Became My Seatmate. - Chapter 25

“I’m tired~”

In the end, I studied continuously from around 9 in the morning until lunchtime. Usually, I can’t sustain this level of concentration, but perhaps it’s because Kirishima’s way of teaching is effective, it wasn’t difficult.

“You did well. Should I make something for lunch?”

“Please…”

As soon as I was released from my desk, exhaustion washed over me. If I continue like this, I won’t be able to handle the stress of the third year of high school entrance exams. I need to gradually get used to it.

I picked up my smartphone from the table and checked my notifications.

“Oh…”

Unconsciously, a voice escaped me as I received a Gmail notification.

I haven’t told Kirishima yet, but my current source of income comes from advertising revenue from an app. Back when I was in junior high school, I created an app just to try it out and released it on the store, and it was downloaded more than I expected. That became the catalyst, and I ended up creating a total of 10 apps. Of course, initially, I used existing APIs (template-like ones) and reused them, but recently, I’ve also created apps from scratch.

However, the difficulty of app development lies not in the creation but in fixing the issues reported by users. Currently, there are numerous types of smartphones on the market. There are also various versions, and it can be especially challenging when a new version is released.

Most of the emails I receive are bug reports. Dealing with emails is quite troublesome, but it’s better than being showered with abuse in the app’s review section and receiving lower ratings.

I fetched my laptop from upstairs and started tinkering with the code. I had released a new feature a week ago, and there were numerous bug reports related to it.

“Should I rewrite this part?”

I rewrote the code that seemed to be the cause of the bug. Then I proceeded to debug and check if it worked properly. It’s not funny when the fixed part causes another error.

“Food’s ready~”

I heard Kirishima’s voice. It seems like the food is ready. After finishing the debugging and confirming that there are no issues, I checked off the task on my to-do list and closed the laptop.

“Oh, today we’re having udon.”

“You must be hungry, right? That’s why I thought something quick to eat would be better.”

Kirishima smiled softly. She was so beautiful that I couldn’t help but be captivated. And her consideration was perfect as well.

“Yeah, that sounds good. Well then, let’s eat.”

“Enjoy your meal~”

“Thank you for the meal.”

“I’ll clean up.”

Taking advantage of Kirishima’s kindness, I laid down on the sofa. It’s often said that you’ll turn into a cow if you sleep right after eating, but right now, I’m just too sleepy to care about that.

As I spaced out, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. Having woken up early in the morning, the drowsiness had reached its peak.

“It’s okay to sleep, Kouji.”

Somewhere along the line, Kirishima finished washing the dishes and sat down on the sofa. Without reproaching me for lying down on the sofa, Kirishima whispered.

“Well then, I’ll take you up on your offer…”

Then, my head was lifted, and I felt something soft against my head.

“Is this the legendary lap pillow?”

“This is my first time doing this, so it’s quite embarrassing.”

As she said that, Kirishima started patting my head. There was a pleasant scent coming from her. I glanced up and saw her truly magnificent bosom.

“What are you staring at?”

“Huh, oh, nothing.”

Kirishima smirked mischievously. Somehow, I felt defeated again. I quickly turned my face away and pretended as if nothing had happened.

“Rest your head on the lap pillow and sleep peacefully. Good night.”

Feeling the soft sensation on my head, I closed my eyes. Later on, I found myself already asleep without realizing it.

***

“You are so adorable, Kouji.”

While providing a lap pillow to my beloved, my face relaxed. I can’t help but be amazed at my inability to control these feelings.

“But I wonder if this life can’t last much longer…”

Muttering to myself, I stared at my smartphone. The screen displayed an email.

If I were to tell Kouji, he would empathize with me. But I want to avoid involving Kouji any further in this problem.

Rather than doing something like that, it would be better for me to distance myself from Kouji. He would find a better partner than getting involved with a troublesome woman like me.

“Kouji…”

No matter what, my feelings for Kouji overflow. But if I truly wish for Kouji’s happiness, these feelings shouldn’t exist.

In the end, what should I do? Can someone tell me?

I guess I was tired as well. In the end, I fell asleep with Kouji on my lap.