Hikigaya Hachiman's Path To Reformation
He Never Fails To Impress Her
The rain outside continued to hammer the car as we sped back towards the city. Because of the rain, vision on the road was only limited to about 10 meters at most, causing us to move more slowly and my Mother to turn on the headlights. I had already texted Hiratsuka-sensei and Shiromeguri-senpai that Kawasaki was with me and we were on our way home. Sighing, I opened my phone with my left hand and used the GPS app to see where we are right now. To my disappointment, we were still quite a distance away, and it looked like the rain won't let up anytime soon. Ugh, I want to go home and sleep…maybe eat a bowl of spicy cup ramen noodles too.
Or ice cream, either is fine.
A slight movement on my right shoulder alerted me and I turned my attention to the mop of silvery-blue hair. I had put my arm around her to keep her from moving too much, and whenever there were sharp turns and such, I would gently place my hand on her head. She had fallen asleep half an hour ago, and I couldn't sleep anymore. I watched her sleeping form; she had a serene look on her face, her eyes covered by her hair and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed. She nuzzled her head on my shoulder, and I just watched her.
When I looked at the mirror, I saw my Mother give me a sly grin and giggle to herself. Damnit Mother, not now, please. Thankfully, I didn't get flustered earlier when I made such a bold move. I just said whatever I had on my mind and my hands moved on their own. I was afraid that she might slap my hand away or something, call me a creep, but she just went with it and muttered her thanks. My Onii-chan instincts activated, and before I knew it, I found myself in this current situation. I don't know why I'm so calm, I'm sure other boys of my age, I think, would be a fidgeting flustered mess if they were in my shoes.
Truly, what I did was a purely platonic act with no ulterior motives in mind, a simple gesture of goodwill. Of course, if I was in her shoes, I would have gladly accepted an offer for me to lean on her shoulder with a straight face.
I do hope she won't think that I'm a creep or anything…
Eventually, after another hour or so, the rain had lessened quite a bit and we were soon welcomed by the tall buildings of Chiba. Kawasaki was still asleep, though I felt her phone vibrate a few times, I should tell her that when she wakes up. I asked my Mother where my Father was, and she said that the ship that he had commissioned had already arrived at the port of Tokyo, and there was a party scheduled to celebrate its safe arrival. I barely see him nowadays, him being always busy and all. He said that he has a futon in his office where he would sometimes spend the night when it got too late to come back home to Chiba. I thought that it might be dangerous, but I remembered that he owned the building and security measures had already been considered. Come to think of it, I've never been to his workplace…
Thirty minutes later, we entered our neighbourhood and stopped right in front of our humble abode. It was a shame to wake up the person sleeping peacefully beside me. I mean, I always wake up a bit annoyed whenever someone or something wakes me up.
"-saki…Kawasaki…"
Ugh…
I felt being lightly shaken by my shoulder with a soft gently voice calling me.
"-saki…we're here…"
I groaned and groggily opened my eyes, and lifted my head from his shoulder. The rain had lessened to a drizzle and we were already in front of their house. He looked at me with a blank expression as I was still taking in my surroundings and fixing my hair. Wordlessly, he opened the door to the left side of the vehicle and stepped out. Shortly after, the door to my right opened and he was already carrying an umbrella over his head. I was about to go and grab my bag but he had already taken our bags with his other hand. This guy really thinks and acts in advance huh.
"Come on."
I turned to Auntie at the driver's seat and thanked her, and then she directed her attention to her son, "Hachi dear, cook up some lunch for Saki-chan. We still have lots of food in the fridge, you can just reheat them in the microwave. I still have to go back to downtown." He nodded at her and I stepped out of the vehicle. We waved and watched her speed away, and after a few moments when she disappeared from view, started walking to their front door.
"I hope you'll stay for lunch." He said.
I gave him a small sheepish smile. "Well, what Auntie said earlier was more or less an invitation so…if it's not too much trouble, then I'd love to."
He nodded at me and opened the door. We changed our shoes into indoor ones and he placed our bags on the couch. Komachi must be out since her Mother didn't mention her being home. We heard a meow and Kamakura's head appeared from the stairway.
"Oh snap. I'll go get Kamakura and put him in Komachi's room." He hurriedly said and grabbed the cat and ran upstairs. I nodded at him and lightly laughed when he nearly tripped as he carried his pet. My allergies aren't acting up like before the time I came here when I would repeatedly sneeze until my nose got red and itchy. Now, it does get slightly itchy from time to time, but not too much. Thankfully, Kamakura's hair is quite short and he prefers to stay on the ground instead of on the sofa from what Hikigaya had said.
I made myself comfortable on the couch and heard the opening and closing of a door upstairs. He came down with a towel and some fresh clothes in his hand. "I'll take a bath since we got slightly wet from the rain earlier. I'd recommend you do the same." He said. Oh yeah, we got slightly drenched earlier and it was…my fault.
I blinked twice at his statement and thought about it. Well, what he said was very logical, but being a girl, I have some reservations… ah to heck with it! I still have some new clothes here anyway, and he's not that that kind of guy, he's probably only being considerate for my well-being! Plus, I don't want to get sick! "Ok, I'll go after you." He nodded at me and he disappeared into the bathroom.
To pass the time, I took out a sandwich that I had made back at the camp from my bag and started munching on it since I was getting slightly hungry. My phone vibrated and I saw that it was a text message from my Mom asking me where I am. I quickly replied and told her everything that happened this morning. After a few minutes, she replied "Ok, I'll see you home then. Don't forget to thank Hitomi and her son for their hospitality." And promptly ended the conversation. I was a bit sad that she didn't ask me anything else or how my day went, she was never the most expressive Mom to my siblings. Always working with my Dad, to support our family, but rarely having some time to spare to spend with us.
Sometimes I forget that my Mom and Auntie were friends who worked in the same company a few years back. They would sometimes drink after work and eat dinner together. Unfortunately, after Keika was born, Mom had to work in another company that offered a higher salary, at the cost of longer working hours, that's how they lost connection for some time, both of them became busy with their families, even though they lived in the same neighbourhood. They became friends again when Auntie became the Chairwoman of the neighbourhood association since there was a meeting 1st and 3rd Sunday of the month. I heard that they would sometimes meet and talk over a cup of coffee from Hikigaya.
The unmistakable sound of a door opening caused me to look behind me. He wore beige shorts and a simple white t-shirt as he dried his hair with a white towel. "Sorry for the wait." He said as he started making his way to me.
"Not really. Do you always take a shower that fast?" I say and arched a brow at him. He nodded at me after giving me a pink towel for me to use and started making his way to the kitchen. I smelled the familiar gentle scent coming from him that I took note of whenever we walked together at school. "I'll fix something good for lunch. Do you want anything in particular?" He said as he put his head inside the fridge looking for something.
"Anything is fine," I call out to him before closing the door to the bathroom.
The inside was similar to what we had at home. A small sink with a mirror, and under that were several drawers that most likely contained toothbrushes, toothpaste, mouthwash, etc. A small wooden basket for used clothes just before the screen door that led to the bathroom. I took off the indoor slippers that I wore and started taking off my clothes. After placing them on the basket, I went inside and closed the screen door behind me. Just like before, their layout was surprisingly similar in our house. A large bathtub that was slightly elevated and a mirror in front of a red plastic stool for you to sit on while you wash. Near the mirror was a shelf that contained the shampoo, conditioners, body soaps etc. There was also a control panel on the wall that had many features, we had those at home but it broke.
As I was about to turn on the water in the shower, I was startled when the control panel made a tune and I heard his voice from the other side.
"Kawasaki?"
"Y-Yeah?" I say after standing up and pressing the "Speak" button.
"Oh good this thing still works. Anyway, you can use whatever shampoo or body soap you like on the shelves ok?"
"Okay." The control panel ended with a beep, leaving me alone to my thoughts. I shrugged and turned on the water to the shower, eager to take a refreshing bath and get a new change of clothes. Instead of warm water hitting my face, I was met with a bone-chilling temperature that made me shriek in surprise.
"AAAAAHHH!" I cringed away from the water after turning it off, I shivered as I stood up and adjusted the temperature to a warmer one. The control panel beeped again, "Oi! Kawasaki! Did something happen?!" His voice sounded slightly frantic and filled with worry, hearing me suddenly scream must have startled him. I dried my hand and pressed the button again.
"Sorry, I was just surprised at the cold water that's all," I say
I heard him audibly sigh in relief, "Ugh, damnit. Sorry about that. I sometimes like showering in cold water. I should have returned the temperature to normal. My bad."
"No, it's my fault, I should have checked it first. Sorry for startling you."
"Anyway, if you need anything, just press the button." He said and the line on his end closed with a tune.
Once I turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature, I FINALLY started what I came here to do. I picked the shampoo that he used since it had the same aroma and started washing my hair with it. It smelled nice, and I think I'll buy one just like this once I go back to the grocery. I do have a day off today, but I have a shift tomorrow and the day after. Come to think of it, would that make him think I'm a creepy girl if he found out that I'm copying him? I mean, if some guy did that I would be creeped out.
On the other hand, if it was him then…
I wouldn't mind, I guess…
I forcefully shook my head because of the direction where my thoughts were headed.
I took my time cleaning myself and enjoying the heat of the water, and rinsing myself one last time, I stood up and grabbed my towel to dry myself. Ah, that felt good. Nothing beats a refreshing shower after all. I can hear something being fried from their kitchen, and I wanted to go outside as soon as possible to at least help him out in preparing lunch for us. I lightly dried myself a bit and closed the screen door behind me as inspected myself in front of the mirror. I had put the towel around my hair in a neat bun to prevent it from dripping on the floor. Satisfied with how I looked, I went to get my new clothes from my bag, but I realized something.
I forgot to bring my clothes inside with me.
I gave myself a facepalm. Why did I forget that of all things? Ugh, this isn't me at all! I carefully opened the door at peeped my head out while the rest of my body was behind the door. I saw him still in the kitchen diligently chopping vegetables, while simultaneously checking the flame under the frying pan and seeing if the rice was already done and ready to eat. Through the sound of something being fried, I heard him humming the tune of a familiar song, but I couldn't exactly tell what. What he was cooking smelled good, and I heard my stomach rumble in response.
"H-Hikigaya…?" I called out to him after mentally preparing myself.
"Hai hai Hikigaya desu~." After putting down the knife, turned his head to me and I instantly saw his eyes widen before quickly looking away from me. It was quite funny, looking at his half-lidded eyes suddenly enlarging like a balloon when he saw me. I inwardly rolled my eyes at him. Oh come on, now that was just plain overreacting! It's not like I'm stark naked, I'm only showing my head for God's sake!
"Can you get my bag? It's on the couch beside yours." I say and pointed him in the right direction. He nodded while not daring to look at me and went and retrieved my bag. I gave him a smug grin when he started walking towards me. There was still some pink left on his cheeks while he refused to look at me in the eye with a disgruntled expression.
"Pfff, look at you, getting flustered from such a little thing." I teased when I received my bag. Even if he's the most serious person in our year, he is still a guy, and his earlier reaction was to be expected. Still, seeing him look like that was worth the embarrassment on my part.
He put a hand on his hip and shook his head at my response. "Lunch is almost ready. Finish up quick so we can eat. You could have used the control panel you know…" He said and walked back to the kitchen. After closing the door and quickly changing into my new clothes which consisted of a casual light-brown free-flowing skirt that ended below my knee and a white long-sleeved semi-fitting blouse. I had bought the latter a few days ago and this is the first time that I'll wear it. After using their hairdryer, a bit, I tied my hair into a ponytail. I did a few twirls around the mirror and nodded to myself. Hoh, I feel really pretty in this. I put my laundry inside my bag, and after I checked myself once more in the mirror to make myself more presentable, combing and straightening my hair a few more times, went outside.
He was just putting the stir-fried vegetables, which smelled amazing by the way, on the plate when I walked up behind him and stood on my toes while holding his shoulder for balance to see what he was cooking. I looked to the dining table and he already made pork and chicken tonkatsu with sliced cabbages and coleslaw and grilled salmon with a side of miso soup. Wow, I must have been in the bathroom longer than I thought for him to cook this much…
"You cooked quite a lot; can I help with anything?" I say.
"Hmm, well can you set the plates and chopsticks?" He said and turned to me, but not before giving me a top-to-bottom look and arched an eyebrow.
"What's with the get-up? Going for a job interview or something…?" He said cheekily.
After poking his rib as payback, I replied. "I just bought these a few days ago. Might as well wear them."
He nodded, gave me another complete look, and said. "I see. You have good taste. Well, it suits you, Kawasaki." He returned his attention to what he was doing before seeing my reaction.
I blushed, of course, being complemented out of nowhere is pretty foreign to me. The way that he said it so nonchalantly said that there was no underlying meaning to what he said. Like he was just stating an obvious fact. After shrugging to myself and thanking him, I then went to where they put their utensils and placed them on the table. On a closer look, he cooked more than needed, I think you can feed about four people with the food on the table. He sure went overboard…
I pulled my sleeves up to keep them from getting in the way of my hands and went back and disposed of the leftover ingredients like some bits of cabbage here and there and the eggshells. There was still some meat left so I put them back in the freezer to prevent them from becoming spoiled. When I opened it, it had a surprising amount of ice cream and mochi desserts. For the spices, condiments and remaining breading mix, I returned them to the small cabinet where they belonged. I cleaned a few spills here and there, all the while being careful not to get my clothes dirty. I caught him eyeing me while I was leaning down after putting the half-sliced cabbage back in the lower vegetable compartment. Ha! Caught red-handed! Instead of quickly looking away out of embarrassment like I was expecting, he held his gaze and hummed to himself.
"…" He put a hand under his chin and nodded to himself after muttering something.
"What?" I asked him with a serious face. I was tempted to say "Like what you see~?", like in movies, but that was WAY too embarrassing I think I'd die if I say that. Plus, I don't want him to think that I'm that kind of girl!
He slowly clapped his hands a few times, "Omedetou, you knew your way around our kitchen more than I anticipated." While his praise was out of nowhere, I guess he's right. I have been here many times already during the weekends whenever Keika would want to come over and play with them. On the rare occasions that she would be at home, Auntie would always invite us for lunch, which I couldn't refuse. Since his shift started in the afternoon, he would play with Keika until the time came for him to go to work, and it just so happens that my part-time job at the grocery store starts at that time. Regardless, I couldn't help a blush from his words and walk past him with his arm in tow. "C-Come on. Let's eat."
"Hai hai…" He said in a drawn-out manner and just lazily followed me. He sat at the head of the table while I sat on his right. Looking at the food in front of me and from the aroma that it gave off, my stomach rumbled in response. Hiding my embarrassment as best as I can, I looked to him to see if he heard it. He had a poker face on but slightly cracked when I turned to him. He lightly started chuckling when he saw me pouting at his reaction.
"Hahahahaha."
"H-Hey!" To get his attention, I softly kicked his leg and he immediately stopped. "Fine, fine geez…can't I laugh every once in a while…?"
""Itadakimasu…"" We said together and started eating. Since the fried chicken looked quite appetizing, I reached out to it first. Unfortunately, we had the same idea since we both had our hands on the plate at the same time. He quickly retracted his hand and I followed suit. "Please, after you." He said gestured and I accepted.
After taking a bite, it tasted quite good, the sauce that came with the chicken also complemented it quite nicely.
"This is pretty good," I say after sipping a bit of miso soup and getting a piece of pork.
"Thanks." After that, we continued eating while having small bits of conversation here and there. The vegetables were quite spicy, and I started heating up and sweat a bit. I observed him see if he was the same as me, but apparently, he was unaffected. I opened the top button of my blouse to try and cool myself down.
"Are you feeling hot…?" He asked with an arched brow when he saw me do it. I felt a bit of sweat trail down from my forehead to the side of my face before I could wipe it away, his eyes were glued to it the entire time.
"Oh, sorry. Spicy foods aren't my strong suit…" I say and gave him an apologetic smile. He got up and went to get a fan in our direction. When I felt the air hit me, it instantly cooled me down considerably.
"I didn't know that you liked spicy food," I say in an attempt to make conversation with him. This is my chance to get to know him better! I mean, even though we've known each other for almost a year, I still know quite little about him. He hardly talks about himself and when asked, his answers are either vague or too short. It's hard for me to admit but I still don't know much about the boy beside me.
He shrugged at me. "A bit. Sometimes I get the sudden urge to eat something spicy, usually spicy ramen noodles or curry rice. It's the same with my Father." I nodded and watched as he continued eating the remaining chicken and vegetables. For me, to play the part of a grateful guest, I sliced off a chunk from the salmon and paired it with the soy sauce on the table. I tasted heavenly when I ate it with the miso soup.
"Ah, Keika is the same as me. She can't handle spicy food. Though Taishi doesn't mind it." I say.
"Taishi…your little brother?" He asked with a questioning look. Oh, he didn't meet Taishi yet huh.
"Yeah, including him, there's still three other siblings of mine that you haven't met yet," I replied which caused a small grin to form on his face. "Sounds like your house is quite lively."
I unknowingly let out a tired sigh when he said that. Just thinking about it already makes my headache. Between taking care of my other siblings, doing school work and my part-time job, I barely have time for myself. Mom must be at the house today since she didn't call me to go home as soon as possible. My parents usually come home from work at around 10:00 pm, and by that time we're already asleep. Though sometimes, Mom comes earlier and we cook dinner together. In the morning, both of them send my three youngest siblings to school, while Taishi and I walk together until we separate further down the road.
"It is," I say.
He smirked at my reply and said, "Tell me about it, Komachi can be quite a handful sometimes, not to mention being a bit of an airhead..."
I ate a little after that, but I was just waiting for him to finish so we can do the dishes together. His phone rang from his pocket, and he got it out while sipping from some miso soup. The contents inside the message must have bothered him since he immediately had a tired look in his eyes after putting his phone down.
"Was it Komachi?" I asked before eating small broccoli.
He shook his head. "No, just a message from Shiromeguri-senpai telling us to get ready since we're going to start the preparations for the Third-Year graduation next week. Good grief, work again…" He said and his mood immediately went spiralling down.
"How did you end up in that position again? What was it, Head of the Disciplinary Committee?" I asked.
"A recommendation from Shiromeguri-senpai, she appointed it to me since I'm the one who…uhh…you know. Did this, did that…" His voice trailed off as he shrugged and looked away, I immediately understood him. For someone like him, he is very modest about himself, never bragging about his achievements and being arrogant. Almost as if he's embarrassed to talk about it. I know some people who would act like arrogant little shits if they were like him, acting high and mighty, thinking themselves to be superior to everyone else.
In other words, he's a big shot on paper, but he refuses to acknowledge the whispers from the students around him. Be they praises and words of admiration, or of spite and jealousy. He shrugged everything off like it was nothing, and continued acting like he was just an average student.
"-saki?" He suddenly called out.
"Y-Yes? Sorry, I spaced out for a sec there. What were you saying again?" I apologized and got a hold of myself. That was… rude for me to space out mid-conversation.
He had a look of understanding. "As I was saying, was the food to your liking?"
I vigorously nodded my head in response to his question. "Of course it was!" I blurted out too loud earning a laugh from him.
After finishing the remaining food that we had on our plates, we put them away and I put the leftover food in their fridge. For someone as skinny as him, he ate quite a lot since there was only a small amount of food left. He put away the food waste in the organic garbage bin after putting the plates in the sink. I was about to roll my sleeves up and wash the dishes, but he called me over to the couch while holding a small bowl with a spoon. He wordlessly gave it to me and opened the T.V. and sat down. I followed suit and on the coffee table was some vanilla and mocha-flavoured ice cream.
"I'll do the dishes later. Let's have some dessert first." He said as he scooped a bit of mocha while he looked for an interesting channel to watch on the T.V. I raised a brow at how…relaxed he is right now, more relaxed than I had ever seen him before. "If you say so…" I say and got myself some Vanilla.
After several channels, he stopped at one the caught his interest, an anime of some sort, it just started its opening song. It was a school setting and one can already see who the main cast was due to the colour of their hair and with their distinct characteristics, like in most anime. He leaned back and rested on the cushion behind us and I did the same. We had some bits of conversation here and there since I started getting into the show as well, the animation and soundtrack were amazing. I asked him if it was the first time that he saw it, and he said yes. He didn't look at me in the eye though and just nodded while having a slight look of discomfort in his eye. It was already halfway into the show that I realized how close I sat next to him; our thighs were stuck together.
O-Oh, so that's why he looked bothered and would fidget now and then…
Without making it too obvious, I reached out my hands towards the ice cream while making it not look like I scooted slightly away from him. We were still quite close, though he now had a more relaxed look in his eye.
After the show ended, he got up and insisted that he'll do the dishes alone. Of course, I wanted to help him, but he put a gentle hand on my shoulder and made me sit back on the couch. After asking if I was done with the ice cream, to which I said yes, he got the used plates on one hand and the ice cream on the other.
"Now now, just stay here and relax. I'll do it myself." He said, which caused me to pout as he had an amused look on him when he went back to the kitchen. Sighing to myself, I returned my attention to the T.V. and looked for something interesting to pass the time. It was a cooking show, the chef showed a salmon for the audience to see, before filleting it in seconds with a very sharp knife. He made three more dishes before I heard Hikigaya's footsteps come toward me.
"Oh, it's Ushio-sensei." He exclaimed from the kitchen just as he was finishing things up and wiped his hands dry.
"Sensei? You personally know him?" I asked him with surprise evident in my voice.
"Oh no, I sometimes watch his show and take note of some of his recipes, that's all." He said and returned to sitting next to me. We both watched with fascination as the chef brought out a slab of beef, it looked normal to me, just your average everyday beef. Hikigaya on the other hand had an intense look on his face as he watched the T.V. screen.
"Holy shit Wagyu Beef…A5 too…" He muttered to himself.
"What's so special about it? It looks like regular beef to me." I asked since I didn't quite know what the hype was about. I do hear about Wagyu Beef but I never bothered to know more about it.
"It's super expensive, and the cattle that belong to the specific breed undergo strict feeding, breeding and care. Their meat is incredibly tender, from what I hear. And it also has a buttery flavour which made it famous in the first place." He said. I just nodded and resumed watching the T.V.
The chef then sliced it into cubes and rectangles and carefully placed them on the grill. Hikigaya was enthralled by the sight, there were some stars in his eyes when I turned to him. After a few minutes, the beef was grilled to perfection and the camera crew made a ridiculous close-up shot of the chef eating the beef. The audience roared with laughter when they saw the sight.
"Want to eat some?" He suddenly said.
"What?"
"Wagyu Beef. My treat."
"Huh…uuummmm...but why…?"
"Because I want to." He shrugged and had a childlike glint in his eyes that made me feel that if I said no, he would grab me by the hand and drag me to a wagyu restaurant downtown. He looked very determined and I gulped since it was quite difficult for me to say no because he had unknowingly inched his face closer to mine. He smelled nice; it was a gentle calming scent that I slowly grew accustomed to. I can see my reflection from his irises, the girl that I saw looked nervous and speechless with a slight blush. Uwaah, is he doing this on purpose? I highly doubt it, maybe this is normal for him since Komachi can be quite…clingy to him at times.
"U-Uuuummm…" I mumble not being able to form any words given the situation that I'm in.
"…"
"Uhhhhh…"
"…"
"Ok fine…" I relented and he immediately nodded and pulled away from me. Phew, if that had taken longer, I doubt I can take it. I would have probably fainted out of embarrassment on the spot.
"So, when are you free?" He asked.
Hmm…tomorrow and the day after that is a no go. Same with the weekdays, if I don't go home soon no one will be there to cook for my siblings. I also don't want to bother and tire him out on the weekday after school since he still has work to do...So that only leaves the weekend next week, but I also have my part-time job…ugh, this was warder than I expected.
I scratched my head in frustration. "I don't think I'm free next week, but I'll contact you when I am," I say.
He blinked twice at my question as if there was something off about it. "You have my contact information?" He tiled his head to the side when he asked.
"Oh, I just realized that I don't." Ah, that was stupid of me. He got his phone and gave it to me with his number already displayed on the screen. Once I retrieved mine, I copied it to my phone and gave it back to him. I waited for him to say something, but he just stared blankly at me, as if waiting for me to say something too. It was a bit awkward since none of us spoke, but he thankfully broke the silence first.
"So…what do you want to do?" He asked. Well, we had lunch and dessert, watch an anime together along with the cooking show just now…what is there else to do? I mean, it's not like I'm in a rush to go home or anything, but I can't think of anything else for me to do here. With my head devoid of any answer, I just shrugged my head at him, hoping that he has an idea in that brilliant mind of his.
In the end, I decided to go home and give him some privacy. After grabbing my things and waiting for him to lock the door to their house, he walked me home with an umbrella above us. The sun was already peeking through the clouds, and although it still wasn't hot, he insisted to stay under an umbrella since he said he gets sunburns easily. Around twenty minutes later, we stopped right in front of our house, and I asked him if he wanted to come inside.
"No thanks, I'm fine."
"Oh…well. Thanks for giving me a ride, treating to lunch and walking me home." I say awkwardly. I didn't expect him to deny my offer and my plan failed before it even started.
Tch.
He had a look of amusement from my reply. "Did you have to spell everything out…?" He laughed a little and I started laughing too.
"Cut me some slack, I'm not good with words y'know." I replied. It's been a while since enjoyed myself this much, he's a pretty good guy to hang out with, once you get to know him better. He's one of the few people that I trust outside of my family. It's no wonder Keika likes him, and I have a feeling that Taishi will too. Come to think of it, aren't Taishi and Komachi schoolmates…?
"Well, don't let me keep you. I'll see you around Kawasaki."
"Yeah, you too." He curtly nodded in return after I gave him a small wave. He lingered for a moment as if wanting to say something more, but decided against it. With that, he promptly turned and walked away, I watched his back for a little while and he didn't look back once. He turned around the bend and disappeared from my sight.
Hello, it is I, Ivanov117!
This chapter is dedicated to the HachiSaki fags (me included).
So, there's a ton of cute and sweet moments in this chapter, enough to cause diabeetus I say.
I'm here already, so I might as well say it…
This IS a Harem, but not every girl is a candidate. I'll leave it to your imagination on who are the "Main Girls" and "Supporting Girls" in this story. Personally, I don't dislike harem anime, but when there's simply too many to choose from, the story tends to get shallow and uninteresting for me.
As the Author of this Fanfic, I just felt like you guys and girls needed to know that, so you can get an idea of the future as well.
Anyway, it's been two years since I wrote and posted this story, and I don't see that ending anytime soon. What started as a hobby, became…well still a hobby lol. As long as I am motivated, I'll continue to write to my heart's content, since that is my passion. I was inspired by the more well-known Oregairu fanfics here, (I'm sure you've already read some of them) and I wanted to add my own story here as well.
That's how this all started.
I do hope that this story inspired you to become a writer, or made you interested in writing.
To my fellow Writers, it's not too late to update your story XD jk btw.
As always, reviews are quite welcome since your feedback (whether good or bad) is very valuable to me.
I'm uploading a new chapter in a few days, so please look forward to it!