Living with the Arrogant Queen from High School is Surprisingly Not Uncomfortable

The next morning, when I woke up, I waited for Akari to wake up before going home.

It seems that unlike Yamamoto, Akari is not a morning person. I’ve known her since our second year of high school, but I only found out about this today.

On my way home, I stopped by a convenience store that was on my way.

I wondered if she had already eaten breakfast.

I had been away from home for almost half a day. She said she would eat something, but I wondered if she was so engrossed in cleaning that she hadn’t eaten anything and collapsed from hunger… No, no, no, that couldn’t be.

That was the scary thing about her: I couldn’t say for sure that it wouldn’t happen.

Rice balls.

Sandwiches.

Soups, and lunch boxes.

I spent nearly two thousand yen at the convenience store and returned home with my bags filled to the brim.

“I’m home.”

I put the shopping bag in the kitchen and checked the living room.

…Was it for ventilation?

The windows were wide open. The curtains were billowing in the slightly chilly wind of autumn.

“Huh? Oh, welcome back.”

Yamamoto was cleaning the windows.

Not wiping them down, but cleaning out the dust and debris that had accumulated in the rails of the window with his various cleaning tools.

“You’re early. I thought you’d be taking it easy all day.”

“…Are you saying I was a bother?”

“I didn’t say anything like that, did I?”

I understand.

I understand without having to be told.

But, it wouldn’t hurt for him to say something more considerate.

Like, I was waiting for you, or, I almost cried because you weren’t here.

…Realizing that I was expecting words that he would never say, I couldn’t help but give a bitter smile.

“How did it go? Did your friend’s representative speech come together?”

“…Not at all.”

I was feeling down last night from fatigue and a sense of responsibility, but… when I talk to him, my heart strangely calms down.

“No, this is difficult.”

I wonder why.

I wonder why I feel so calm.

…Ah, I see.

“Well then, shall we think about it together?”

If I rely on Yamamoto, everything will be alright.

Before I knew it, I had put my complete trust in him, the person I live with.

Can’t be helped.

It can’t be helped, can it?

I’ve only been here for about two months.

In just that short amount of time, I wonder how much he has fulfilled me.

He has given me various things.

He saved me from domestic violence.

He created an opportunity for me to reunite with my disowned parents.

He set up a reunion with my best friend.

And, I fell in love with someone irreplaceable.

…That’s why, it’s inevitable that I rely on Yamamoto.

That’s why, everything…

Everything is Yamamoto’s fault.

“Yes, please.”

I smiled.

Surely, definitely, if I rely on Yamamoto, everything will be alright.

He will surely help me out again.

He will surely solve my troubles in a moment.

“Why don’t you try talking to Yamamoto-kun about it?”

Suddenly, I remembered the words of Akari from last night.

Akari, tormented by a sense of helplessness, advised me to rely on Yamamoto.

I overlapped my current self with Akari at that time.

And then, I realized.

…I see.

Akari.

You’ve also been saved by Yamamoto, haven’t you?

That’s why Akari too… believed that Yamamoto would somehow help, and was able to advise me.

“…You’re a sinful man, too.”

“Huh?”

“Never mind.”

Until Yamamoto finishes cleaning, I think I’ll prepare lunch.

Suddenly, I found a lot of food left in the kitchen.

“Ah… hey, Yamamoto?”

“What?”

“Is it okay if we have fried chicken bento, tuna mayo rice balls, egg sandwiches, and pork soup for lunch?”

“Isn’t that a lot?”

Yamamoto seemed puzzled.