Chapter 29

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Chapter 29: Moving Out

The day for moving was decided and relayed to Nagara.

“So it’s next week!? Ah……it’s next week…………”

“It seems like you already have plans that day.”

“So, sorry…………”

“No no, it’s fine. I originally wasn’t planning to have you help me.”

Nagara has been saying for a while that she would help with the moving but it looks like she won’t be able to make it that day.

She becomes visibly depressed and Masaki directs a bitter smile at her.

“Where is the new place?”

“It’s the one we agreed to before. It’s also close to your house, right?”

“Having it close during the cold seasons is a lifesaver~!”

As she says that, she nonchalantly ate a mandarin orange.

Looking at her current pose of being curled up like a cat, it’s hard to say that she’s tolerant of the cold.

“When I’m done moving, I’ll contact you again. Make sure to not make a mistake and come to this house.”

“I’m not that much of a ponkotsu!! You’re treating me like a child again~.”

Nagara resentfully glared at Masaki but he laughed to dodge the issue.

“But it’s already farewell with this house too, huh……”

“Do you feel lonely?”

“If anything, I think I’m excited for it. But, I also have this tinge of loneliness within.”

“Then……why don’t we live together?”

“Wh, why’d it turn into that!?”

“It’s just a joke.”

Nagara roared with laughter while Masaki’s face was dyed deep red.

Even ’till the last moment of their time together in this house, nothing dramatic happened.

They just chatted and laughed like they always do.

The place where Masaki is moving to is closer to the metropolitan area than his previous home.

At Nagara’s request, the place is close to the Yamanote Line. Moreover, it is close to the office of 『Trimming V』.

It’s a 2LDK with a rent of 300k yen. One of the rooms has already been constructed into a soundproof room.

One of the rooms is the bedroom and the soundproof room is the work room. The living room will be designated as the dining room and guest room.

Of course, the toilet and the bathtub are in separate places and since this place is on the 6th floor of an apartment building, there is little to worry about for security.

“It’s so spacious, senpai!”

“You came right away……”

Nagara came the day after the move.

She went through all the rooms and checked them. It’s a mystery what she is checking them for.

“So you’ll be living here~. 300k yen rent is a pretty unaffordable price for a bachelor.”

“Well, my home is like my workplace. I can’t afford to be stingy with my work necessities.”

“You’re as diligent as ever~……”

Nagara with an “ahaha,” gave a strained laugh to Masaki who had his arms folded while nodding his head.

The man before her eyes is no doubt, someone that you can only see as a person who loves his work very much.

After Nagara gave her general review on the place, she returned to the living room with a “fuu,” and calmed down her breathing.

“Well then, I’m going to go take a shower.”

“Oh ……………………Shower?

“Yes. I walked around and sweated quite a bit.”

“And that means…………a shower?”

“Yup!”

To that, Masaki thought ‘uh, even if you say it with that big of a smile……’

Lending the shower to the woman when there is a man and woman in a place by themselves is something that can’t be allowed. Rather than calling it morals……it’s just common sense.

“S, s, shouldn’t you refrain from taking a shower here? I’ll lend you a towel so use that to wipe away your sweat……”

“I came all this way so I’ll be borrowing your shower!”

“N, no, like I said……”

“Ah, please heat up the room beforehand! Otherwise I’ll catch a cold!”

“…………”

It looks like anything he says will fall on deaf ears so he has no choice but to give up.

For his last show of resistance, Masaki went into the soundproof room and shut out all the sounds from outside.

“Fuu, that was a great bath~.”

“You look totally at home……”

Nagara was so well prepared you’d question whether she planned to take a bath here in the first place. She brought a change of loungewear and took out a carton of milk from somewhere.

She lies on the carpet and uses a cushion as a backrest while drinking milk. She looks warm and content and her face has slackened.

However, what Masaki was bothered by wasn’t her thorough preparations.

What was truly bothering him was Nagara’s appearance――more specifically, it was her loungewear. The length of those pants are too short.

Everything from her knees to the tip of her toes are in full view and her thighs are peeking out from those shorts. You can see things that you usually don’t see, such as her white plump thighs or her well-trimmed pink toenails.

“I, I think it’s about time to stream now~.”

“Mind if I take your bed then?”

“W, why would it be!!? Don’t reply by calmly acting like an airhead!!!!”

But he quickly changed his course of action. The guerilla stream will have to wait for a later day.

Masaki moves to the dining table and adopts a strategy of taking distance from Nagara. It’s no big deal as long as she’s out of sight.

But coincidentally, Nagara wanted some warm air from the AC and also moved to the dining table. She took the seat next to Masaki where the air from the AC will perfectly blow into her.

The distance now is 0 cm.

“C, close.”

“Yeah, it’s warmer over here though.”

Nagara, however, looks as if she’s still not satisfied with it.

“Hmm, I knew it, being dressed like this makes me cold~……”

“O, obviously! Shorts and short sleeves aren’t winter clothes!!”

“Can I borrow your bed, senpai? I want to burrow myself into a futon.”

“No means no! Come on, go home right away after you eat your food.”

Masaki obstinately refuses and Nagara, apparently unamused by it, puffs out her cheeks.

“I said no means no.”

“…………”

Masaki carefully observes her actions but it seems she’s thinking about something.

And then, she instantly pointed out the window.

“Ah, there’s a UFO over there!”

“Trying to distract me with a random lie and using that gap to get to my bed is also useless.”

“Ah, senpai’s subscriber count reached 150k!”

“Huh, no way!?”

“Now!”

“Ah, wait!!”

Nagara attacked that tiny gap and entered the bedroom. She dived into the bed and wrapped herself up with the blanket.

Except for the head sticking out, she wrapped the thick blanket around her body, making her look like a chubby cat.

“Hey, stop that, get out!!”

“Den den mushi mushi, katatsumuri1.”

“You’re not a snail!!”

For a while after that, Masaki and Nagara repeated the same dialogue.

In the end, she came out when it was time to eat.

……With Nagara’s smell firmly clinging onto his futon, Masaki spent the night in constant distress.

From what I found, it’s alluding to a Japanese children’s song about snails.