Starting to experience Yukino's life, I am no longer a human being

Kashiwazaki Sena's eyes opened wide, and after a second, she closed her eyes with a shy smile.

The hand that was wrapped around his neck didn't know where it borrowed its strength.

The hug tightened.

After a while, she lowered her head shyly, not daring to look into Takuya Uehara's eyes, and said in a low voice that was both angry and shy: "I understand, you don't want to dance at all, you just want to bully me."

"Almost." Uehara Takuya pinched her chin and raised her shy but charming cute little face.

Kashiwazaki Sena closed her eyes again.

If you bully, bully.

Anyway, I just like to be bullied by him, pampered by him, and kissed and touched by him.

At this time, outside the corridor, Stella looked at the door handle that could not be turned and fell into deep thought.

"Unlocked?"

She muttered and left with a calm expression.

At midnight, Uehara Takuya glanced at Kashiwazaki Sena who was still sleeping beside him. He stood up carefully, trying not to disturb the other person's sleep.

I glanced at the time casually, it was exactly two o'clock.

"If this were in a horror movie, this would be a particularly dangerous time."

Takuya Uehara came out of the bathroom and was surprised to find that through the gap under the door, he could clearly see the lights on outside.

Mr. Kashiwazaki is back?

He opened the door in confusion. Not only were the lights on in the corridor, but they were also brightly lit in the hall on the first floor.

But not even a single person could be seen around, it was quiet.

Uehara Takuya went downstairs and turned off the lights. As soon as he stepped on the stairs, he heard a faint sound.

It should sound like water flowing.

Even with the well-developed hearing of cats, he could only hear vaguely, which showed that the source of the sound was some distance away from him.

Naturally, Takuya Uehara would not think about such illusory things as urban ghost stories.

He has been thinking about it since he was watching horror movies a long time ago. Since according to the settings in horror movies, evil spirits are transformed with resentment after people are killed. If the other party kills him, he will not hold it in his mouth. Qu He Anger turned into a ghost?

When the time comes, he really turns into a ghost, and the murderer will definitely be driven away immediately.

After successfully arriving at the source of the sound, Uehara Takuya was surprised to find that it was coming from Stella's room.

What surprised him even more was that the door was still unlocked and opened slightly, and the light inside came out clearly.

He didn't go in, but just glanced inside. There was no figure of Stella, and the sound came from the room inside.

"Taking a shower in the middle of the night?"

Uehara Takuya knew that the sound was from the water in the bathroom. He was a little speechless and reached out to close the door for her.

But just as he turned around to leave, there was a "click" of the door opening behind him.

He turned around in surprise and saw Stella wearing a women's white shirt standing at the door.

Her hair was still steaming and moist, obviously she had just taken a shower.

"I thought I heard wrong, but it turned out that someone was really moving my door." Stella held the towel in one hand and rubbed it gently on her head.

Uehara Takuya looked away consciously: "Can you put on your pants and talk to me again?"

"Where's Uehara Mashiki."

"Hey, I'm already carrying you on my back now!"

"True color."

Stella chuckled lightly, and she didn’t know whether it was because she had just taken a shower or for other reasons. Her beautiful cheeks were red at the moment, and she looked vaguely charming under the warm-colored lights in the corridor.

"If nothing happens, I'll go back to sleep first..."

"Is Sena sleeping?"

Stella seemed not to hear what he said and interrupted him directly.

Uehara Takuya also had a headache: "She is sleeping soundly now."

"Is she still wearing her clothes?"

"..."

Uehara Takuya thought to himself, if you weren't dressed too casually, I would definitely glare at you now.

He felt that even Kashiwazaki Sena, who had a good relationship with Stella, would definitely be embarrassed and annoyed when he heard this.

Stella just said a few words, and it was like Ultraman's attack on a public toilet - arousing public outrage.

"Just kidding."

The woman behind her smiled easily. She put down her towel and leaned against the edge of the door with her beautiful figure: "Seeing that Sena has a boy she likes now, I wonder if I will be single for the rest of my life and never find a man again." ”

"...What kind of weird logic is this."

"It means that I have no affinity with the opposite sex."

After saying this, Uehara Takuya heard the footsteps behind him, and she seemed to be approaching him.

There was also the smell of rose perfume, which entered his nose unpreparedly at this moment.

The moment I smell this rich fragrance at night, I always feel that there is a touch of charming and ambiguous color in the air.

Uehara Takuya quickly calmed down: "I understand what you mean. You mean that you have too few men of the same age that you come into contact with in your daily life?"

"For now, you're the only one, don't you feel surprised?" Stella had already put her hand on his shoulder.

"I'm really flattered." Uehara Takuya nodded cooperatively.

"Since you're all flattered, why don't you express your gratitude? Huh?"

She also used a modal particle.

Uehara Takuya couldn't tell for a moment what she meant by this [expression].

At this moment, Stella's sweet and melodious voice came to my ears: "I have become a qualified housekeeper, and I have tried my best to assist the eldest lady. At least where I am, other women No child can cross my line of defense.”

Uehara Takuya was in a strange mood: "Then are you planning to keep it secret now?"

"No, I just want you to prepare a thank you gift for me."

"What thank you?"

"It's what a woman's nightlife is like when she's accompanied by a man."

Stella also paused, and her voice became more and more intoxicating: "For example, will it be hard, or will it be comfortable and moisturizing?"

I suspect you are driving.

No, there is no doubt about this.

They're all on the highway.

Uehara Takuya took a deep breath, and his previous speculation with Yukino was indeed correct.

The housekeeper, who had a strange brain circuit, really wanted to know what it felt like, and she happened to be the only young man she knew, so she decided to target herself.

"Sena will be unhappy." Uehara Takuya decided to use his trump card.

Unexpectedly, Stella smiled softly: "I won't tell anyone, so no one will know."

Well, this woman not only likes to teach her to drink, she also has the advantage of being tight-lipped...

The next moment, the white arms were wrapped around his neck, and what sounded in his ears was the laughter of the housekeeper: "Protagonist, now we are going to start playing each other."

"Where's the script?" Uehara Takuya asked calmly.

"I'm the director this time, and the script is in my head. You can play whatever you want." She said calmly.

"Are you serious about [playing casually]?"

"You don't have to be serious, because my script is very big."

……

When we arrived at school the next day, several classmates sitting next to us noticed the dark circles under Uehara Takuya's eyes.

This is obviously a sign of not getting much sleep.

Someone else asked with concern, but Uehara Takuya just shook his head and said that he had a nightmare.

"Why is your complexion so bad?"

Miura Yuiko came over to take a look at the end of get out of class, her eyes full of surprise and suspicion: "The same goes for Yami. Her face is not very pretty. I asked her twice in the morning, but she just didn't Be willing to tell the truth.”

"She too?" Uehara Takuya glanced over there subconsciously.

However, Kawashima Ami was lying on the table, seemingly resting, and he couldn't see what the other person's face was like.

"Could you two sneak out for a date again after we all went back yesterday?" Miura Yuko asked suspiciously.

Uehara Takuya rubbed his face, trying to make the sleepiness dissipate: "If this is really the case, then I'm afraid I will be happy."

"what?"

Miura Yuko was shocked when she heard this: "Do you also have thoughts about Yami?"

Seeing several classmates around her looking over curiously, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she quickly lowered her voice and said sourly: "I admit that Yamei has a better figure than me, but..."

"What are you thinking about?" Uehara Takuya raised his hand in a funny way and flicked her fair forehead.

"Obviously you said it yourself." Miura Yuko snorted, covering her forehead.

"I was busy for a long time last night and ended up not getting enough sleep, so that's why it turned out like this."

Uehara Takuya said, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Yuigahama Yui looking furtively this way. When their eyes met, she quickly turned her head around like a frightened rabbit.

After settling Yumi Miura, he thought about it and got up to ask.

But as soon as he approached, Yuigahama Yui lowered her head with a guilty conscience: "Uehara-san, do you have anything to do with me?"

"Your expression tells me that you have something to do with me." Uehara Takuya said casually, "Tell me, what kind of problem did you encounter, so do you need Dr. Uehara's help?"

Yuigahama Yui couldn't help but snicker: "You are really good at putting money on your face. How can there be a doctor as young as you?"