"You worthless son, get out of my house this instant. I never want to see your damned face in this household again!" This escalated at an undeniably fast pace. My Dad finding those photos of me and Kirino put me in a run for my luck. Finding that had to be the most unlucky thing possible, I hid it so well too. But as things in society work, a man is always the responsible one in the case of sexual harassment and assault. He's a policeman, it's sort of naturally hardwired.
But here I am, stuck outside on a summer evening. Birds chirping above me, my Dad letting off steam in the living room, and me thinking I may have actually been kicked out for good. The details on the relationship with my sister are pretty lackluster. We dated for about a month or so and then broke off under an agreement. I didn't support the idea but there weren't exactly any other choices either.
A sharp pain instantly emanates off of my cheek catching me off guard. Several red blobs drip down my eyes, oh I'm bleeding when did that happen? I stand up from my lying position and pick up a small backpack that had probably enough rations for a week. Guess I'm homeless now, college is out of the question for me as well. My financial support is gone and I can't just run into the dean's office and say I got kicked out of my house over an incestuous relationship.
I begin my walk down the normal street I've always found myself in. Something I've done for years now and something I never imagined doing for one last time. Well, I assumed it would be under better terms. Holding my arms to my head I struggle to hold the blood coming from my head. "Kyousuke!" A girl yells from behind me. "Oh Kanako, what are you doing here?" Her face was distressed, probably over the gash in my forehead.
"Who did this to you! Tell me so I can kick his ass!" I think the last thing you'd want is to run up against my father. "Yah Kanako, don't fight my Dad." Her distraught expression becomes indescribably worse. "Wait what why!? Why would he do this?" She screams in worry, Kanako you seem to be very worried about me right now. "You know what happened to me and Kirino?" Kanako cringed slightly but quickly shrugged it off hoping I didn't notice it.
But since I pointed out that she cringed slightly, I probably noticed it. "Wait a minute, don't tell me they found out!" She exclaimed not letting me speak. "Yeah, also got kicked out of my house." Her chin dropped in shock absolutely horrified by my predicament. "Can't we report this to the police? We have to-"
"Kanako, calm down, my Dad works for the police so there's no way they would believe a story like that. He's cut ties with me too, so what could I do at this point?" She rubs her chin in a stressed flurry of somewhat predictable movements. I'm pretty surprised, I haven't' really shed any tears at all, it's as if something good just happened to me. It's actually very, refreshing. Somewhat like how you feel when you experience a change in pace or something absolutely beautiful comes into your line of sight.
Overhead the moon shined like a gelid sun, cold from a distance but so warming from where I stand. Silence enveloped us as we stared absently at each other's faces, it was so peaceful I don't think I'd ever complain about being stuck like this for eternity. "Need a place to crash?" She broke the silence, it was inevitable. It had to end eventually, why not it be now. Not after days, not after hours, just after a few mere minutes. That passed by like a surreal blast of radiance exploding in all it's glory only to fade like it never existed.
"Yeah." Was all I could say to her bold yet needed question. "You need a manager?" I added wholeheartedly. My recent experiences as her manager have always been very eventful. They were usually economically fruitful and it gave me that mental drive to better myself as a working individual of society. "Really!?" She answered with joy filled enthusiasm. "Why not?" Kanako grabbed my shoulder as she pulled me down the silent street.
"Ahh, Kanako what are you-, calm down!" Her expression remained a determined one, it somewhat reminded me of Kirino. "Oh calm down Kyousuke, you're just excited about being my manager again!" She exclaimed confidently, I couldn't deny her remark Kanako was right. I am excited to be her manager again. We walked for several minutes, the rest of the journey went with unmatched enthusiasm! Yet somehow with that thousand-watt smile on her face, and the blood dripping down my forehead, we were once again enveloped by silence.
"Kyousuke we're here." She gestured to the door. We arrived faster than I expected, the time barely changed as if the past hour never happened. I was never kicked out of my house, I never talked to Kanako tonight, hell the weather probably would've never happened either. The house didn't exactly stand out, it had the same uniform style as every other house in this neighborhood. A somewhat geometric shape accompanied by a tiled or flat textured roof. A small backyard possibly and an easily accessible driveway.
"Are your parents ok with me intruding like this?" She shook her head. "My parents are in Europe on business, you'll be fine." Wait does that mean that we're all alone in the house? Doesn't this only happen in manga! There's no way, maybe she has siblings. Wait no, I would know if she had any siblings. "Kanako, where am I going to sleep?" The question seemed to fit the situation perfectly, there should be a guest room. Every house of this size should have one. "I'll set up a futon in my room, get me some water in the kitchen while you do."
Oh, I was wondering when she would start barking commands again. "Ok, ok you got a water filter in the fridge?" She nodded her head before going upstairs leaving me to explore the house. It was neat much to my surprise. A living space was strategically placed behind a door just several feet from the entrance. Down the hallway was what seemed to look like a traditional Japanese room with tatami mats and across from there, what I assumed to be a kitchen. Without a moment's hesitation, I made my way into the kitchen area letting in the aroma of pots and kettles fill my nose.
The kitchen was surprisingly large, it had a counter that separated it from the living space and contained two microwaves. Two microwaves, nobody needs that many in a house of one. I randomly opened several drawers until I found a glass. To think she's lived alone all this time. Around now I'd probably be going to Akagi for help right now, why didn't in the first place? Maybe I was too distraught to even think. Well in my opinion. it would seem Kanako needs me more right now, living alone isn't exactly fun. And saying the food she gave me during my time studying for exams, I can guarantee she's been eating convenience store food.
"Oh, right water." I quickly pull a pitcher of water from the top shelf and fill the glass. "Kyousuke! I've got the futon ready." Wait now that I think about this too, why am I sleeping in her room. I should probably question her about this, this could escalate quickly! Watching my step I leave the kitchen and make my way up a staircase at the end of the hall. The upstairs matched the size of what sat above it. Four doors were neatly placed along the walls.
One of the four was slightly opened, the lights inside were switched on. "Psst, Kyousuke in here." Kanako whispered as she stuck her head out. I nodded in affirmation and entered the room. The room yet again to my surprise was neat as well. It was accompanied by things you'd expect from a girl's room. A variety of pillows reminiscent of what seems to be a very abstract color were several plush toys all around and then-and then there where the punching bags. Probably a place for her to vent anger.
"Over here." She patted the floor by a white table at the center of the room. I placed the glass of water there and took my seat. "See, you still got it in you! I know you'll be as good as you were before now." Kanako gave me a big pat on the back nearly causing me to fall forward. "So when is your next performance?" I asked affirming the silence from returning. "Tomorrow actually, I was planning to give Kirino some tickets but I never got too." Oh, that's probably why she was in the neighborhood at the time.
"I don't have my usual dress attire, are you sure I'll be fine?" She shot me an overconfident smirk that read, don't doubt me. Kanako stood up and opened a drawer, she then took out a suit and a pair of sunglasses. "I kept this just in case you lost your other one. We can always buy you clothes another time, the salary should be more than enough." This impressed me, to some extents I have never been impressed. She's capable of doing so much, yet she acts like a brat on the outside. Kanako places the clothes neatly back into the drawer and walks towards her bed. "Alright, time to sleep Kyousuke, you brush your teeth already? I got a guest one you can use."
"Don't worry, I brushed my teeth before I got kicked out." I joked truthfully, no signs of rhetoric in that statement. She shrugs it off and jumps under her blanket. "Alright, good night Kyousuke." I snuggle into the futon and prepare to respond in a familiar gesture. She's handled this situation better than I would expect really. Unanimously letting me stay at her place and then proceeding to let me stay in her room. It's either random acts of kindness are on my side or I'm in a room with a girl who hasn't fallen out of love yet.
But I can't complain, she's done her best not to bring up me getting kicked out of the house. Losing everything in the span of five seconds, I couldn't do anything about it at all. I could always go to Akagi and ask for his help. But there's a limit to how much kindness he can provide. Wait, but Kanako. Maybe I shouldn't be asking myself questions about Akagi. How much kindness can Kanako give before it runs out? Me being her manager helps balance things out, but how long can we keep this running. She can only be an idol for so long, and once her career ends so does mine. Where do we go from there? Will I have money to pay for college? What if I fall in love again, what will I do!?
"Good night Kanako." She shuffled around the bed and murmured a reply. "Goodnight-Kyousuke." She finishes off her sentence with a wholehearted yawn. The events that went on tonight went really fast. Usually. things like this happen over the course of days-weeks, even months! Yet here I am now, month's worth of emotions throwing me into this futon. A basic agreement that I become her manager and she became my client.
Kanako would dance and sing under the spotlight, and me? I'll be finding the switch to her spotlight.
Hi, if you don't know me I'm Josh! I'm an entry level author in who prefers to write about the more rarely focused ships. Cause you know, everything here is Ayase and Kirino, so I thought I would change that. If you didn't know, I have another story called Outside the Box, which is an incest fic on the Oregairu sibling duo Hachiman and Komachi which is currently on hiatus until June 1st since I need to figure out how to continue the story. Oh yeah sorry, I'm late with this too, I said I'd do this story after the vote but it seems it took me a month to do so. I had AP Exams couldn't do much about that.
My style of writing isn't the best, I focus on first person perspectives and I sometimes screw up character personality and the such. So constructive criticism is always great, if you got preferences or ideas for future chapters, I'll bloody do it if it's a good idea. I'll probably post the chapter in two days or so, depending on how schedules are. But asides from that, I hope I can make this a good story.