I, Kousaka Kyousuke, the Knight of the Helping Table

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"Hmm." Miura sat on the sofa angrily, picked up the apple and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hmm - so cold. Mom is the best."

Miura closed his eyes comfortably. It was most refreshing to eat something cold after taking a hot bath.

"As long as you like it."

Rihui was used to her daughter's coquettish behavior, so she went into the kitchen and continued to work. Miura, on the other hand, sat on the sofa, enjoying his fruit while aimlessly changing the channels on the TV.

If it was usual, Miura would have gone upstairs by herself. But today, because Kyousuke came to her house, she was not in a hurry to go upstairs. In fact, she herself was a little confused and didn't know what she was doing waiting like this.

You know, although she mustered up the courage to invite Kyosuke to her home, she didn't have a complete plan at all. As a result, she fell into a state of confusion for a while. What should she do?

When Kyousuke comes out, should I just say goodnight to him or should I hold him and chat for a while?

[Isn't it too straightforward to just hold Kyousuke and not let go? 】

Miura was staring at the TV screen, his mind wandering, and he didn't even pay attention to what was happening on TV.

ding dong -- ding dong --

Suddenly the doorbell of Miura's house rang.

"Yumiko, please open the door. I can't leave right now. If it's a sales pitch, just turn it down. We don't need anything at home right now."

"Okay, Mom."

After staggering to the door, Miura opened it without even looking at who was at the door and said, "Sorry, we don't need—"

“I’m not selling insurance.”

Mashu stood at the door with her arms folded across her chest, looking at Miura with an unhappy expression.

"Senior, please stay here with you. Tell him to come out."

PS: Today is the first update. The homework is so annoying! _(:з」∠)_

Chapter 69 Mashu: So do you really have to let me catch you in adultery?

"Oh! He's not here."

Miura paused for a second, then tried to close the door while answering.

Unfortunately, it's a step too late.

Mashu had one foot stuck in the door and her right hand was holding onto the door frame, preventing Miura from closing the door.

"Don't be so impatient, Yumiko." Mashu sneered and pouted at Miura, "Are you afraid that I will go in and search or what?"

"I told you he's not here. Don't you understand Japanese? Do you want me to say it to you again in English? He is not here!"

Miura and Mashu's noses are about to touch each other.

"Why are you in such a hurry to close the door when he's not here?" Mashu was a little amused by Miura's attempt to hide his true intentions. She raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Miura, "I just came to confirm whether he is with you. Don't worry, I'm not here to steal your man."

"real or fake?"

Mashu's words made Miura waver. Mashu took this opportunity to pull the door open. Miura, who was distractedly analyzing whether what Mashu said was true or false, was caught off guard and was succeeded by Mashu.

"Your house looks nice."

Mashu took off her shoes and walked in.

"Hey! Don't just walk into someone's house!"

Furious, Miura quickly closed the door and chased after him.

"Yumiko, what's wrong?"

Rie, who was in the room, heard the sound and walked out of the house while wiping her hands with the apron she was wearing, and bumped into Mashu.

"You are……"

Lihui squinted her eyes and looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of her. She had an impression of this girl.

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Yumiko's classmate, Mash Kyrielight."

Mashu also felt that the woman in front of her looked very familiar, but she still greeted Miura's mother very politely.

"Hello……"

Rie was still staring at Mashu, she seemed to be distracted.

"Mom, this is my classmate Mashu Kyrielight. Mashu, this is my mom."

At this time, Miura finally caught up. She looked at Mashu and then at her mother. She was a little confused why the two of them were staring at each other without saying a word.

"Mother?"

"Sorry, I was distracted. I think your classmate looks familiar." Rie laughed, "Since you are Yumiko's classmate, come in. I'll cut some fruit for you. Miura's father just happened to bring a box of apples recently."

"Sorry to trouble you, auntie."

"No, no. But if possible, I hope that Kirilet-san can just call me Sister Rie. I'm still very young to call you aunt or sister."

[You are pretending to be young again. How obsessed are you with your age? 】

Miura gritted his teeth at the fact that his mother cared about his age and addressed him as such.

"Then I'll trouble you, Sister Rie. If you don't mind, you can just call me Mashu."

Mashu pushed up her glasses and immediately accepted the title, but when she looked at Yumiko, she silently said "Hello, niece" with her lips.

[Do you want to die? ! ]

Yumiko was so angry that she wanted to rush forward, but in the end she gave up the idea.

"Well, then Mashu-chan, please go sit in the living room for a while."

Rihui happily walked into the kitchen again.

"you……"

Miura was about to say something, but Mashu raised her head, snorted, and walked straight into the living room.

"Tsk!"

Mashu's arrogant look made Yumiko want to get angry but she was helpless. She could only walk in quickly and found Mashu already sitting on the sofa, eating an apple on a plate.

When she saw Yumiko coming in, Mashu said to her incoherently with a small fork in her mouth: "I didn't expect that you have such a hobby, Yumiko."

"Varied……"

Mashu pointed at the TV, and Miura realized that the screen was showing a show of an elementary school girl wrapped in all kinds of shiny lights and changing into clothes covered with ribbons.

"..."

Miura quickly took the remote control and turned off the TV.

"Don't mind me, I won't look at you with prejudice. I'm not interested in the fact that the Flame Queen of Class F is actually an anime otaku~"

[If you are not interested, don't say it in such a gossipy tone! ](╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Miura moved his lips twice, and finally said helplessly: "I just happened to be changing the channel."

"Really? Then let's just take it as it is."

Although Mashu said this, she still took out her notebook and wrote something.

"..."

Miura sat down in his seat in despair and picked up a piece of apple with a fork in a huff. Although it still tasted the same, Miura felt that this apple was a lot sourer than before.

"He is here after all." After finishing writing, Mashu closed the notebook and looked at Yumiko with a scrutinizing look.

"What?"

Mashu sighed. She was tired of this guessing game. "Senior. He is here, right?"

"No, not here."

"Don't act like a child. This plate of fruit in my hand is his."

Yumiko deadpanned, "No, that's my mom's."

"Your mother just came out of the kitchen, right? This plate of fruit has been there for a while, so it's definitely not hers. What's more..."

Mashu quivered her nose and took a sniff. "This plate smells like him."

"...Miss Maeve was right when she described you as a pink-haired puppy."

Mashu did not retaliate against Yumiko's words, but just made a note of Maeve in her heart.

"Then you don't deny the fact that he is here."

"Yes, Kyosuke lives in my house." Yumiko knew it was pointless to deny it, so she admitted it openly, "But Kyosuke voluntarily lives in my house, so don't try to ask him to move out."

"no problem."

"real?!"

Mashu's answer was so quick that Yumiko couldn't react immediately.

"I just said I'm not here to steal your man."

Yumiko was not happy yet after hearing what Mashu said, but Mashu's next words poured cold water on her.

"But I want to move in too."

Yumiko slammed her palm on the coffee table. "You must be joking! Absolutely not!"

"You can let Kyousuke live here, but you won't accept me as your friend?"

"Because you don't need it, just live in your own home!"

Yumiko slammed the coffee table, making it make a loud noise, which made Rie frown when she came in.

"Yumiko, don't be so rude."

"But……"