Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

"If you want to completely solve the current problem, Yoshida should try to communicate with his wife more often. After all, once a month is too much torture for a 30-year-old woman. If you want to enhance your relationship, you should at least have in-depth communication every three days."

"Three days... I understand. I will try my best when I return."

Looking at Yoshida's receding back, Nanami helplessly put her right palm into her hair.

And just in that brief moment when he was lost in thought.

The boss Yukiko Yumi appeared in front of him with her legs wrapped in black stockings, which highlighted her waist curve.

"Hey, are you planning on slacking off, Yoshida?"

Yukiko, who is estimated to be around 30 years old, displays a strong sense of oppression that is simply terrifying.

"No, I just had a brief discussion with Yoshida about work. Also, did Yukiko-senpai encounter any unhappy things?"

Nanami would never miss this great opportunity.

A "probability event" that happened to Yukiko.

[If you offer comfort now, the chance that the other party will give you special care at work will increase to 20%]

Ever since I helped Yukiko solve the problem last time, the probability has been increased to ten percent.

It is precisely because of the 10% probability that Nanami is at the bottom among the colleagues she knows in terms of overtime.

If we can increase it to 20% now——

That would naturally be the best thing.

"Unhappy things... there is no such thing."

Senior Yukiko is still being stubborn——

Nanami gave an understanding smile: "Yukiko's thoughts are written on her face. If you don't mind mentioning these aspects to the juniors, I may be able to help the seniors solve their problems."

Looking at Nanami who was smiling.

This guy... is quite sharp.

Sitting on the chair brought by Yoshida, Yukiko put her legs together and showed a very embarrassed expression.

Nanami Furen naturally knew what she was thinking at the moment.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else. I will keep what the senior said to me absolutely confidential."

After receiving Nanami's promise, Yukiko seemed to have made up her mind. She looked at her trembling toes and spoke slowly.

"Well, I want to ask Nanami, when you are dating someone, do you focus on other people's thoughts, or do you care more about your own thoughts?"

"Hmm - since this is Yukiko-senpai's first time dating a boyfriend, you don't know much about relationships, right?"

Although she is already 27 years old, she has only had one boyfriend. Yukiko is really lacking in experience in this area.

Although Nanami herself has no experience in this area -

But what is certain now is that—

"If Yukiko-senpai's boyfriend makes some strong demands without considering your personal feelings, just throw him away like trash."

"Since the other party has not considered your thoughts, you don't need to care too much about the other party's inner thoughts. The most perfect solution is to respond in the same way and express your attitude."

Facing Nanami who had a solemn expression on her face, Yukiko slowly stood up, bowed deeply, and then left the work area.

Nanami Fumito looked down at the time displayed.

——Six o’clock.

I have arrived at the time I agreed with Arisu-san.

Chapter 16: Gradually Becoming Dependent on a Sense of Security

The 'Kogasaki Girls' High School' where Arisu Sato attends is about half an hour away from the company where she works.

The get out of class ends at around six o'clock, and two hours have passed now.

Speaking of which——

We should add Arisu-san's 'LINE' instead of just leaving each other's phone numbers.

We were supposed to continue living together, but we didn't even notice such a simple aspect.

That's quite an oversight.

Stopping at the bus stop on the side of the road, Nanami Fumito quickly dialed the phone number that Arisu-san had left behind.

"Um... I'm at the agreed bus stop. As for Arisu-san..."

The movement of her lips slightly opening froze for a short moment, as if she had anticipated something, and Nanami turned her gaze to the side.

It was Arisu Sato, who was holding her cell phone and leaning against the platform.

"Oh... Arisu-san is already here. I didn't notice him just now."

Nanami put away her phone and walked towards Arisu. She found that the other person's hair, which was originally loose, was tied up again at this moment.

Arisu, whose facial features originally made her face look particularly gentle, looks more mature after her hair was fixed.

"I've been waiting for office workers here for half an hour."

After saying this calmly, Arisu suddenly stretched out his right hand towards the 'salaryman' in front of him.

"Give me the phone for a moment."

"Hmm? Is Arisu-san going to do something?"

"Add the LINE number of office workers. It is not convenient to contact by phone number in many cases."

I thought of the same thing as Arisu-san.

Nanami Fumito suddenly felt a little smug in his heart.

"Okay, I get it now."

After taking the phone handed over by the office worker, Arisu looked at him with a slightly cold look when he saw that the other party was always concentrating on the movements in his hand.

"Are office workers worried that I'll find out about the secretly filmed evidence they left on their phones? That's why they've been keeping an eye on it since the beginning."

"No, I'm just worried that Arisu-san might accidentally open the video I saved."

"......abnormal."

Handing the phone back, Arisu Sato walked quickly forward, while Nanami Fumito followed silently behind her, always keeping a not-too-far distance between them.

After walking forward for a while.

As if wanting to change the current silence, Nanami took the initiative to ask: "Arisu-kun's house should not be too far from the subway station. Maybe it would be more convenient to take the subway."

"......oh."

So, just when Arisu turned around and was about to walk towards the nearby subway station, the 'salaryman' ran towards a roadside shop selling takoyaki.

After waiting there for a few minutes, a box of tempting takoyaki suddenly blocked my view.

Arisu raised his cheek in slight surprise.

What comes into view——

It is the face of an office worker with a slight smile.

"...what do you want?"

"Arisu-san, are you hungry? Dinner is still a long way off, so it might be helpful to eat something before then."

Facing Arisu's hostile gaze, the smile on Nanami's face never changed much.

"Don't worry, I won't put some weird drugs in it. Besides, the takoyaki doesn't have the smell of 'stinky office workers'. After all, it's freshly baked."

what happened......

This guy...suddenly made such an agreeing gesture.

"Why does 'Office Worker' think I'm hungry?"

Arisu acted as if he didn't care, but his eyes couldn't stop looking at the takoyaki in front of him, and he even subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"Because it's intuition. Also, my hands are sore. If Arisu-san doesn't take over, I'll have to face two servings of takoyaki by myself."

"...can't stand you, man."

Pretending to be impatient, he held the takoyaki handed to him by the "salaryman" with both hands, and Arisu began to steal glances at the face that appeared in front of him.

I guess... I haven't been discovered by this guy.

I realized that I was so hungry that I couldn’t stand it anymore.

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It took several minutes to finish the 'takoyaki' in my hand, and my shriveled abdomen finally seemed to be puffed up a little.

I feel a little better now.

"Because the takoyaki there is super good, and I rarely have time, so I want to take Sumi-san to experience it."

The 'office worker' who responded with a smile had a reassuring face that made it difficult for Arisu Sato to describe him as 'a guy who looks quite unreliable'.

Today's "office workers", no matter from which angle you look at them——

He is a guy who is quite reliable.

"Oh, and by the way, I want to say something to the office workers. Please stop calling me 'Arisu-san'."

"Hmm - if I just call her Sugar, then it's going to be too fast. I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"...Idiot, just call me Arisu..."

"Oh - then in exchange, Arisu will also call me Nanami or Nanami-senpai from now on."

…Can’t stand this guy.

"Who would call an office worker a senior?"

After saying this somewhat awkwardly, Arisu Sato quickly walked towards the nearby subway station.

what happened......

This feeling of being strangled by the throat is like suffocating...