novellhall Chapter 122 Ensemble
Chapter 122 Ensemble
Chapter 122 Ensemble (Second update later)
Kirihara Akira watched the two girls bickering and playing around, and her mood brightened.
The two women's loungewear was already loose, and as they played around, their clothes inevitably became disheveled from the large movements, revealing their smooth, fair shoulders. If the movements were any larger, and they bent over, they might be able to see the magnificent mountain scenery.
Unfortunately, someone is spoiling the mood.
"Ahem." Asahi Kasane coughed twice and said, "If you two keep making a fuss like this, someone will take advantage of you."
Upon hearing this, the two women simultaneously froze, one with gentle eyes and the other with angry eyes, both glaring at Kirihara Akira.
Mori Kiyoha pulled her clothes up to cover her bra straps, then cursed, "Scumbag."
Kirihara Akira felt completely innocent, touched her nose, and said, "How am I a scumbag? A guy who's never been in a relationship, an unpopular shrew, where do I get to deceive girls' feelings and become a scumbag?"
The two girls looked at each other, then glanced at Kirihara Akira.
The twins, sharing the same thought, realized: This guy is utterly shameless.
Whether it was shamelessness or stupidity, the two of them couldn't decide for sure, but one thing they did know: Kirihara Akira believed that there was no one around her who saw him as a romantic partner.
Whether he's deceiving himself or genuinely believes it, this is ultimately his opinion.
Mori Kiyoha looked somewhat dejected.
She felt that she must have done something wrong, perhaps she was too conservative, or perhaps she was too timid, which made Kirihara unable to understand her intentions.
Kiyoha was caught in a dilemma, hesitant to make it any more obvious, yet he genuinely wanted to take it a step further.
Unrequited love is a slow poison; it's too agonizing.
Her older sister, Shizue Mori, had a different idea.
As the older sister, Shizue Mori's most sensible thought at this moment should be anger.
He was furious that Kirihara Akira, that irresponsible or overly insensitive bastard, had hurt his younger sister.
Whether she felt it was unfair or felt a sense of shared hatred, it was something she should have felt, but she couldn't feel anything like "should have felt" in her heart.
She was horrified to realize that her first reaction was... relief?
Why did she feel fortunate? Mori Shizue originally didn't want to think about it too deeply, but she hated that she was too smart and couldn't be a little foolish. Almost instinctively, she figured out the problem.
As long as Kirihara Akira doesn't harbor any romantic feelings for anyone, the strange relationship between her and Kirihara Akira can continue indefinitely.
The time he spent not belonging to anyone belonged to her, Shizue Mori.
The two sisters were each lost in their own thoughts, and for a moment, no one in the side hall spoke.
Sensing something was amiss, Kirihara Akatsuki coughed twice, stood up, and said, "I'm full. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room to rest."
Neither of the two young ladies spoke, but thankfully Asahi and Kanade smoothed things over: "Okay, I'll go get you a change of clothes right away."
Kirihara Akira returned to her room, checked the room as instructed by the management to make sure no more cameras had been installed, then took off her clothes and soaked in the bathtub.
After soaking for a short while, a slender figure appeared through the frosted window of the bathroom door.
Asahi Kasane said through the door, "I've put your clothes in the basket."
"Thank you," Kirihara Akatsuki said. "You've spoiled me rotten."
"It is my honor," said Asahi Kasano.
After saying that, she lingered there, seemingly hesitant.
After hesitating for a long time, Kirihara Akatsuki, finding it strange, spoke first and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Asahi Kasano took a deep breath and said, "Young Master, may we talk?"
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"...Although I think what you want to talk about will put me in a difficult position." Kirihara Akira said, scooping hot water onto her shoulder.
Asahi Kasano knew her place: "There might be a little bit, but if you don't want to hear it, I won't say anything more."
Kirihara Akira shook her head and said, "Never mind, go ahead and tell me."
"Hmm—let me start with myself." Asahi Kasana sat down, leaning against the door, and said, "My life story is rather unremarkable. If nothing unexpected happened, my life path was probably already set from the moment I received this offer that I inherited from my mother."
"I have no life of my own, and I can't see the wonders outside this house. Although I'm not like the two young ladies who were forced into arranged marriages, my life isn't very free either. This freedom isn't something I lost because of the control my wife had."
She paused, seemingly giving Kirihara Akira room to respond, but Kirihara Akira wasn't a good listener; he just listened quietly without any extra thoughts.
Asahi Kasano didn't mind and continued, "It's my own fault for not having the courage to step out of this little world. I don't dare to face the world outside this home. It's wonderful, but also dangerous."
So when you came to this home, I resisted, I resisted from the bottom of my heart.
"I understand," Kirihara Akira said.
"You're someone who easily surprises others." Asahi Kasana smiled shyly and said, "After seeing the surprises you brought me, I can't go back to my old, unchanging life."
This also applies to Miss Shizue and Miss Kiyoha.
Kirihara Akira remained silent, unsure how to respond.
After a moment's thought, he said, "Nothing remarkable has been done. Anyone else could have done the same thing."
She shook her head and said, "Not everyone can gain Madam's tacit approval."
"You should understand what I mean by these words."
Kirihara Akira said, "Hmm... I'm completely confused."
Suddenly, Asahi and Kanade stood up outside the door, facing him through the frosted glass door, and said, "Let's be more direct: in my opinion, a scumbag is better than a coward."
"?" A question mark appeared above Kirihara Akatsuki's head. "Scumbags can have an ecological niche?"
"At least, since you've cheated on one person, you can still cheat on me." Asahi Kazusa smiled and said, "After you've cheated on me, I'll know you're a scumbag. At least my wish will be fulfilled, and I can give up on you from now on."
"...What kind of nonsense is this?" Kirihara Akatsuki stood up from the bathtub.
The handsome man emerged from the bath, startling Asahi and Kanade, who quickly turned their heads away to avoid seeing any inappropriate outlines.
"I've never seen a guy begging a scumbag to deceive his feelings before." Kirihara Akira opened the door a crack, took the bath towel from her hand, wrapped it around his little brother, and walked out with a swagger.
"I need to get dressed. Are you going to stay here and not leave?"
Despite saying that deceiving someone's feelings is still deceiving them, when the time came, he was still trembling with fear as he stepped forward.
Kirihara Akira lay down on the recliner, letting out a sigh of relief, her mind in turmoil.
Once a person's desires are unleashed, they can no longer be controlled.
Therefore, from this perspective, Asahi Wakana's story is practically a devil's hell, full of seduction.
Just as he was thinking, Kirihara Akira's phone rang.
I picked it up and saw it was a call from Shiori Kisaragi.
As soon as the call connected, Kirihara Akira wanted to tease her a bit, but before she could even utter a joke, Kisaragi Shiori's magnetic voice came through: "Akira-kun."
I want to see you.
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Kirihara Akira almost jumped out of bed.