When I found out about the student council president's secret, she became my exclusive maid [Haitus]

Until now, I had never fallen in love with anyone.

Saying this might lead to some misunderstanding.

My parents and Shogo are people I appreciate as benefactors. It’s not wrong to express liking for them. But that liking is different from the other “like.”

Yuki also knows about my past and has encouraged me. In a sense, she can be called a benefactor just like my parents and Shogo, but the feelings I have for her are not that simple.

Her long and beautiful silver hair, her well-proportioned face that exudes a dignified strength and cuteness, her figure that is likely the result of unwavering efforts, the conflicts she faced in her grand past, the domestic skills she gained through those conflicts, her behavior as the student council president, her tsundere attitude, her sulking face, her mischievous smile, her embracing and gentle nature…

Just thinking about her makes my heart race.

It’s my first experience of feeling slightly tormented.

However, I quickly understood what this was.

I am in love with Yuki Ohira.

Well, of course…

A beautiful girl like her comes to my house every day, doing the cleaning, laundry, and cooking for me.

She opens up about her own past, listens to my past, and embraces me with kindness.

It’s natural to fall in love with her.

In this state of being a “commuting wife” who is essentially a personal maid, it would be abnormal not to fall for her.

Commuting wife… a wife?

“Yuki as a bride… That’s dangerous…”

Lying on the bed early in the morning, without checking the time, I hugged the comforter and writhed around.

I tossed and turned from side to side, occasionally exerting force on the comforter I held, thinking of Yuki.

“Akira… kun?”

“Huh…?!”

I heard her soothing voice, and at the same time, my bewildered eyes met Yuki, who was in a state of confusion.

As usual, she had come to wake me up by using the spare key and made her way from the front door.

Yuki, in a state of confusion, looked beautiful as always, and just seeing her face made my heart race.

“What are you doing?”

“Just now… Did you hear… it?”

Without answering her question directly, I replied with a question, and she responded with a troubled expression, saying, “Um… I didn’t hear anything?”

“It looked like you were rapidly turning over in your sleep… Were you saying something?”

“Mm! I— I wasn’t saying anything!”

Panicking, I gave a stuttered response, and she leaned in and peered at my face, saying, “Hmm?” I could feel my face heating up.

Or rather, our faces were close. I was so nervous with such a beautiful face this close that my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my mouth.

While my heart was pounding so loudly that I worried if she could hear it, Yuki looked at me with a calm expression.

“It’s suspicious, isn’t it? What did you say?”

“W-Well, it’s nothing…”

As I averted my gaze and answered, she gently brought her hand to my cheek. Her cool hand chilled my cheek, which was already warmed up by the excitement caused by her presence.

Yuki adjusted my face with her hand, making sure our eyes met.

“Please tell me. What did you say?”

“Ah, well, um…”

I couldn’t think of any good excuses, and my heart was pounding so loudly I wondered if the other person could hear it. My mind went blank.

“It was just sleep talking… Because it would be embarrassing if you overheard, I wonder if I said something… weird…”

Considering how blank my mind was, it seemed like a commendable excuse had come out.

However, if I were to think calmly, it would create a contradiction that someone who was tossing and turning at high speed could be asleep. Yet, Yuki replied, “I see,” and removed her hand from my cheek.

In a slightly reluctant release, Yuki responded, as if reminding herself,

“I don’t think you said anything in your sleep.”

“Is that so?”

“Well, for me, it’s appreciated that you woke up without even ringing the chime.”

Honestly, I couldn’t say that it was because I couldn’t sleep well thinking about Yuki.

“Today is the cultural festival as well. Let’s have a proper breakfast and enjoy ourselves.”

“Ah, y-yeah.”

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After washing my face, brushing my teeth, and sitting at the usual kotatsu table, Yuki brought her delicious homemade cooking for me.

If I think about it calmly, this is an overly fortunate situation. The person I like comes to wake me up in the morning and cooks for me. It’s like I accumulated good karma from my past life or something. I should be on my knees thanking the gods for this.

“Itadakimasu.”

“Enjoy your meal.”

I often hear that when you’re in love, you can’t eat properly, but that wasn’t the case for me. Since I was eating the food made by the person I liked, it actually tasted even better than usual, and I couldn’t stop eating.

While devouring a Japanese-style breakfast, Yuki gently called out, “Akira-kun.”

As I was called by my name, I stopped eating momentarily, and Yuki leaned forward and reached her hand toward my mouth.

“You had a grain of rice on your lips.”

She said that and quickly ate it.

“….Ugh.”

Until yesterday… She had never done something like that, so why did she start doing it as soon as I became aware of my feelings?

This is falling in love, isn’t it?

“Is something wrong?”

“N-No…”

Unaware of my thoughts, Yuki had an expression that seemed like it was just another ordinary morning.

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