Hi everyone. My name is Keitaro Urashima, I'm twenty one years old and I am the manager of Hinata-Sou. Some time ago Yue Ayase, Makie Sasaki, Mana Tatsumiya and Chisame Hasegawa altogether visited on the same day of the Christmas Season. Since then my life has been very hectic, and yet at the same time very… exciting.
Now we are near the end of February, and boy has the time flown by! I have learnt that Ayase-san is a librarian at Tokyo University, whilst Sasaki-san is still at school studying. She's kind of undecided what she wants to do, but I'm certain with all her regular exercises she will make a great athlete one day. Hasegawa-san is still working as a computer games tester and Tatsumiya-san… I'm not really sure what she does. Although I must admit Hasegawa-san prefers her privacy, Tatsumiya-san seems even more secretive. I always get a sudden chill when she's near me. Well… she seems to pay the rent like everyone so I guess that's alright
It's nearly time for bed so I better call it a night. See you tomorrow.
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Chapter Four - This Crazy Secret of Mine
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After finishing all the household chores, Keitaro had absolutely nothing more to do. It was one of those rare beautiful mornings where the world was at his fingertips, so he did all the things he liked doing. Unfortunately all the things he liked doing were considered… different to most ordinary people.
First Keitaro made sure his sticker album was without any traces of dust, making sure each page was in tip-top notch condition. Secondly he re-read through his entire diary from the beginning to the present day, chuckling at all the little jokes and pictures he made in between. After a few minutes, Keitaro came to the conclusion that he hardly had any decent pastimes at all.
"Maybe I'll check up the girls and see what they're up to…"He wondered. Although he did not wish to intrude on their privacy, he needed to do something or else he would lose his mind completely. Thinking about the girls brought his attention to one in particular. Even now Keitaro would forget that the pink haired girl was directly above him.
Keitaro looked straight up, remembering the detachable tile in the corner.
"I never did get round to fixing that…"He mused to himself.
Not properly thinking, Keitaro decided to greet Makie by climbing onto his bed and poked his head through the loose tile to Makie's room.
"Good morning Sasaki-san! How are youuUUAAARGH!"
Keitaro cursed his own eyes as they feasted on Makie who was in the middle of her warm up training, whilst wearing a very tight pair of shorts and t-shirt. Her natural reaction was an ear piercing scream and before Keitaro could retreat he found himself being the victim of a lethal sliding kick to the nose.
"Woah… nice move…" Keitaro groaned, laying face first into his bed.
Makie popped her head into the hole. "Sorry Keitaro-kun but you scared me!"
Keitaro, tending to his wounded nose, figured that the loose tile was not the greatest idea after all.
"Well I guess I needed a freshen up anyway."Keitaro said to himself, staggering from his recent attack.
As he walked along the corridor, the manager thought that a nice splash of cold water in the bathroom would be enough to wash away that previous disaster. It seemed like a good plan at the time, if Keitaro hadn't opened the door without knocking first, because Yue was sitting on the toilet waiting for nature to take its course. Yue reacted in her usual way… by not reacting at all.
"Oh God I'm so sorry Ayase-san!" Keitaro shouted whilst quickly shutting the door behind him.
(…♥…)
From one of the smaller rooms on the second floor, a series of gun shots, explosions and a collection of other violent sounds could easily be heard. Gritting her teeth, Chisame proceeded to annihilate the online competition with her newly acquired army game. With boiling adrenaline pumping through her veins, the taste of victory was upon her lips as the frenzied girl was just about to win another huge tournament. Unfortunately the loud knocks on her door from a certain someone instantly broke her concentration, and quickly cost her the game. Feeling slightly edgy, Chisame opened the door faster than anyone could draw breath. See looked at the form of a very worried manager, and rightfully so since her face was red with rage and her glasses soaked up every segment of steam.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?" She shouted, grabbing Keitaro by the collar and forcing him against the wall.
Keitaro squealed a reply. "I… um j-j-just wanted to know if everything… was okay…?"
"PEACHY… JUST… BLOODY… PEACHY."
At that moment Makie had finished all her exercising and now laid her eyes on this interesting little scenario. She walked past the two of them whilst playfully rolling her eyes.
"You know… if you two want to get so close with each other you could always share a room…" She said ever so smoothly.
Naturally this remark caused Chisame to get even angrier, so she decided to blow off more steam by abruptly returning to play on her computer some more. She shoved the poor manager to one side and slammed the door just inches away from his face.
Feeling the invisible weight on his shoulders, Keitaro managed to drag himself back to his room. Though he was a hard worker, those incidents alone were enough to suck the very wind from his body.
"Everyday I'm surrounded by these morons." Chisame thought, gritting her teeth as she furiously played away on her laptop. This laptop, and many other computer devices were Chisame's only form of entertainment, most of which were laid in a rather untidy heap of wires and cables. If it wasn't for this kind of modern technology, Chisame would probably cease to exist.
Over the past couple of months, Chisame certainly had some kind of chemistry with everyone who shared the same house as her, although this chemistry came inclusive with an explosive reaction.
Makie, she loathed. The pink haired one always seemed to get in her face. She was always happy, which gave Chisame the impression she was up to no good. Yue, she thought was just completely abnormal. The way she had no reaction to anything freaked her out to no end. Chisame had a mutual respect for Mana, but even so, they were still like two irregular peas to a pod. Then there was the manager. Keitaro Urashima. Nervous, goofy and would always rub the back of his neck every ten minutes. These were the three reasons that annoyed Chisame to no end.
So… in other words, she really didn't get along with anyone… human or otherwise.
After a humiliating second place on her online game, Chisame decided to work on something else. Her anger gradually faded away the longer she spent time on the glowing screen. Her finger glided the touch pad like it was second nature to her.
"Hmm… this could use a different layout…" She mused, placing a thumb and finger between her chin.
The door knocked once again. Quickly minimising the web page, Chisame swung the door for the second time. It was him again. This time Chisame didn't explode in fury. This time she greeted him with cold, calculating eyes.
"Um, hey Hasegawa-san… um sorry about bothering you again…" Keitaro laughed nervously.
Chisame still stared at him, wondering why it always took the manager so long to form a simple sentence.
"It's just that we're all going outside for some shopping… and I was wondering if you needed anything." He added, not knowing how Chisame would react.
Chisame let out a light sigh. "I'm okay thanks." She replied quietly.
"Okay we'll be back in a few hours time." Keitaro finished. However, he was just about to close the door when…
"Wait."
Chisame's voice suddenly became very sharp.
Keitaro turned to face her. "What is it?"
"You are all going?"
"Well… yeah."
"As in you, Mana, Makie and Yue?"
"Yeah."
Chisame still didn't believe the words coming out of the managers mouth. Much to Keitaro's bewilderment, Chisame forced a pen and writing pad into his hands.
"Okay…" Chisame said once again, trying to sound as cool and collected as possible. "I want you to write down the names of all the people who are going shopping with you. Plus if you're going shopping… outside… then I want you to write down your name as well."
The seriousness in her eyes showed that Chisame was far from joking. Keitaro realised this so he quickly jotted down the four names. Chisame snatched away the pad and read it twice just to prove it wasn't some sort of illusion.
"Okay you can go now." Chisame said, wavering her hand to signal the manager to leave.
"Hasegawa-san? Are you feeling okay?" He asked before going.
"Fine." She replied. "Couldn't be better…"
(…♥…)
As her door closed behind her, Chisame patiently played the waiting game. She waited for those large main double doors of Hinata-Sou to slam shut.
Finally… it happened. The clicking sound of the door locking meant she was finally alone.
Not one to take a gamble, Chisame bolted as fast as she could, running through every corridor and every room. She checked the entire house three times, the sound of silence being unfamiliar to her.
She finally made her way in the middle of the living room. Taking three deep breaths, Chisame punched both fists in the air and screamed the most unholy scream imaginable. Building up her momentum she then charged straight into one of the comfy chairs, making it fall backwards on impact. This caused Chisame to tumble and land nearly upside down on the floor, though she was miraculously uninjured from this reckless act.
Running back to her room, Chisame looked for her music player located on the windows desktop. Her smile grew broader as she slowly increased the volume of the dance track she played. A mixture of drums, bass and various melodies blasted through the speakers.
Melting herself into the rhythm, Chisame opened her wardrobe with both arms, revealing an incredible display of clothes and other wild accessories, all colour coordinated like a rainbow.
"Yeah baby…" Chisame grinned, her tone of voice tainted with seduction.
Realising she was up against the clock, Chisame snatched a handful of clothing and whisked herself back downstairs to the living room again. She placed a digital camera set on 'timed flash' on the telly, and began to remove her usual clothes in favour for her more radical ones.
The camera flashed every five minutes. With each flash, Chisame had undergone a whole new transformation with each and every outfit. Her outfits varied from a bright yellow tank top with ripped green jeans, a black and white housemaid outfit, a pink bikini that looked two sizes too small and perhaps the most bizarre of them all, a bright blue bunny costume complete with a huge inflatable carrot.
Twelve different outfits, and at least fifty poses later, the redhead rushed to her room and began editing all her pictures in 'Photoshock', a nifty little program which allowed her to render and modify any part of her that she didn't like. Amplifying breasts was her preferred weapon of choice.
All that was left to do now was to store these images into her website. A website that she has been working for a very long time.
"Thanks for being so patient, my ever so wonderful Chiu fans!" She spoke to her laptop. Her voice was so unlike her usual chilling sarcasm. If anything, it was probably even more frightening to hear her sound so pleasant.
Chisame only relaxed for five minutes before the adrenaline rush kicked in again. With a mischievous grin, she grabbed another handful of clothes and continued this cycle for as long as she could manage.
Chisame… was like a bird free of its cage.
(…♥…)
After an exhausting shopping spree, Keitaro, Mana, Yue and Makie decided to call it a day. As they all walked through the streets of Tokyo, Keitaro noticed a selection of guys staring in his direction. Most of them were probably wondering how such a dorky looking person could be seen with four attractive looking girls. Another portion of the guys were gazing at Mana's beautiful physique, but Mana was completely un-phased by this. As far as she was concerned, Keitaro and the other residents were the only visible people that walked beside her.
Each walking step made the manager increasingly nervous so he made an attempt to 'break the ice'.
"So… um Ayase-san." Keitaro said to Yue. "It must be interesting working as a librarian in Tokyo University. I mean there must lots of students to meet."
"It's okay." Yue quietly replied.
Keitaro was expecting Yue to at least speak a little longer, but that was it. After those two words, Yue remained deathly silent. It was frightening the way she did that.
Shortly afterwards, Makie mashed in a selection of numbers on her pink mobile phone.
"Inviting more friends?" Mana asked, to which Makie playfully poked her tongue out.
"No… I'm just going to check up on Chisame-chan. I mean it's been a while since we left." Makie replied. Keitaro nodded in agreement, nearly forgetting that Chisame was all by herself.
"It has been a while because you purchased every type of clothing in Tokyo." Mana mused, carrying two bags crammed full of the mentioned items. Compared to the shopping Keitaro held, the strong native woman made him look like a complete weakling.
Makie listened carefully to the receiving end.
(…♥…)
For one Chisame Hasegawa, time did not exist. Clothes upon clothes were piled in a heap that would put junkyards to shame. Amongst the clothing were a dozen litre bottles of fizzy drinks she managed to find, now all empty. It was apparent that the girl had a massive craze for fizzy drinks, which had effected her in an extremely insane way. Wherever she laid foot, destruction would be the end result. She even risked diving into her mass pile of laundry, using the couch as a spring board.
Wearing only her underwear, Chisame rushed to the house phone which had been ringing for the twentieth time. The minute she picked up the phone, she instantly began making a manner of noises ranging from a snorting pig to a distressed sounding chicken. In fact she went through every single farmyard animal imaginable… and this continued for several minutes before Chisame slammed the phone down, almost smashing it in the process.
(…♥…)
Makie's face was a picture. Never a time has anyone seen her in such a state of shock.
"Uh Sasaki-san?" Keitaro asked. "Is everything okay?"
Makie snapped out of her mental bewilderment. "I think I dialled the wrong number."
(…♥…)
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Time passed by…
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"…ooh… what's going on…?"
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Chisame failed to move a single muscle as she was completely depleted of energy. Her body found itself dangling from the dinner table, plus she was completely unaware of the many hours she spent making an idiot of herself. She had a soup bowl on her head and a teaspoon lodged up her nose.
"Wha… what the hell happened?" She thought aloud.
All it took were three loud knocks on the main door and, like lightning striking the mind, Chisame instantly knew the predicament she got herself into. Fortunately Keitaro left the keys indoors, otherwise she wouldn't hear the end of it if they all saw her like this. She accelerated into speeds even professional athletes would be proud of. She ran up and down the stairs like there was no tomorrow, scooping up all her clothes and gadgetry and flinging them back to her room. In just under a few minutes the whole place was back to its original tidy self… but then Chisame realised she was wearing next to nothing so she had to rummage through her belongings until she found her regular casual wear.
"Glasses check, tidy hair check, normal clothes check, shoes… okay I'm all set… wait! What the hell am I wearing?! And what THIS?!?"
The door knocked louder than before.
"Alright I'm coming!" Chisame called out, removing the unwanted 'kitchen wear'. She unlocked the door and allowed the rest of the gang to arrive.
Makie burst into the room, spreading her arms open like a free butterfly. Everyone else slowly followed suit… slowly because they somehow all found themselves carrying everything Makie bought.
"Hey Chisame-chan! Did you miss us?" Makie chirped, her face only millimetres away from Chisame.
"Yes. Terribly." Chisame replied, retaining her regular sarcastic nature.
As everyone else entered Hinata-Sou and began to unpack, Chisame decided to go back to her room. She took four paces forward when suddenly she froze to the spot. Something was deeply wrong. She didn't know what it was but she could just sense there was a major problem. She instinctively turned around and found Yue thoroughly examining the couch. To Yue's surprise (well… surprised for her anyway) she found a pair of pink coloured panties. She stretched them a couple of times, realising they were much smaller than the ones she wore.
In a very quick motion, Chisame snatched the pants in a single scoop before running back upstairs. Her face glowed a bright red, not remembering the last time she has felt this embarrassed before. All the girls just looked at her like she was an alien from another planet… and Keitaro now had at least a hundred filthy images in his mind, much to his dislike.
Right at this moment, all that Chisame wanted was a good video game. Any idle distraction so she could forget this rather… maddening day.
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Author: Sorry I was late submitting this chapter. I'm not one to make excuses but work has been really stressful over the last few months. Also after reading chapter two and three for a few times, I've decided to slow things down a little. I will concentrate on only a few scenes rather than juggle half a dozen at a time.
Anyway I hope this chapter makes up for the delay.
Rob.
