The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change

The Story Of How I, A Gloomy Guy, Ended Up Surrounded By the Top-Tier Beautiful Girls In Class After A Seat Change - Chapter 62

In the kitchen on the first floor, I took out four cups and a medium-sized plate from the cupboard, placed them on a tray, and carried them.

(I hope those three aren’t doing anything weird in the room right now…)

While my room is decorated with moe illustrations on tapestries and figures, when it comes to risky adult games, Blu-rays, boob mousepads, etc., I usually keep them under the bed when not in use.

I don’t want my mom to see them when she comes to clean during the day.

So, as long as they don’t rummage under the bed… it’s fine, no problem.

But… the reactions of Miyama and Kuroki when they saw my room were unexpected.

Yuria is fine since she’s an otaku like me, but Miyama and Kuroki are not into otaku stuff. I thought they would be totally turned off by the moe illustrations on tapestries and figures.

(Both of them didn’t seem to make disgusted faces though.)

Miyama used to dislike otaku stuff before we became friends… but she stopped showing that attitude after we started talking.

Even an introverted otaku like me could become friends with Miyama and Kuroki… is that what it means?

“…Friends, huh.”

I never thought I would have this kind of relationship with those beautiful girls… it’s hard to imagine from a little while ago.

Thinking about that vaguely, I reached the front of the room and opened the door.

“Hey, bring the cups… here?”

When I entered the room, the three were each relaxing in their own way.

Miyama had placed cushions in front of the TV and was sitting in a girly manner, Yuria was sitting in my gaming chair playing with her phone, and Kuroki was sitting on my bed glancing around the room.

“Ah, Ryota, you’re finally here.”

“Thanks for the cups, Ryota-kun.”

Although Kuroki was sitting on the bed, it seemed like she hadn’t discovered the stuff under the bed, and there didn’t seem to be any signs of anything else happening.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Okay, I’ll make the juice then?”

“I’ll help you, Rui.”

Kuroki took the tray from me and, along with Yuria, started opening the juice and snacks.

They seemed oddly familiar with this, but maybe they often do this kind of thing.

“Hey Ryota, this game console isn’t working at all.”

Miyama, who was playing with the controller of the home game console SP5 in front of the TV, complained to me.

“Are we going to play games now? Aren’t we supposed to do script reading?”

“Yeah, I want to play games.”

“Sigh… is this how it’s going to be?”

I picked up the power plug of the SP5 to turn on the main power of the game.

At this rate, it seems like today will just end lazily.