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"Please find my clothes."

"Don't let anyone find out."

“I have class tomorrow morning, so I can’t stay here overnight,” she said.

Frankly speaking, keeping it until now is already a miscalculation.

I never imagined that I would do anything in a moment of impulse.

But it's okay, she definitely didn't suffer any loss!

Kikyo Kushida shoved the room key into Asakusa Tetsu's hand, then rolled up the blankets, grabbed her terminal, wrapped herself in a towel, and huddled under the sheets to start reading through the messages she hadn't been able to respond to during this period of silence.

As if suddenly remembering something, she poked her head out from under the sheet and said:

"Ah, don't worry about me searching through your dorm room while I'm here alone. I'm not interested in those things."

After saying that, she shrank back again, showing no intention of seeking Asakusa Toru's opinion at all.

"..." Asakusa Tetsu looked down at the room key in his hand, shook his head, and put on his clothes.

Just take it.

Running an errand is no big deal.

As for whether leaving Kikyo Kushida alone in the room would reveal something...

He didn't leave any evidence in the room at all.

He had already repaired the marks left by the practice recording pen throwing, and he had also long ago deleted the recordings from the duplicate recording pens created during the practice. Although he hadn't disposed of those duplicates but had instead put them in a box to organize them, they didn't reveal anything.

At most, he'll just be called crazy for getting his goods from who-knows-where.

As for the rest... only the junk items that match the maid outfit will be dug out, but they're not very useful.

Only two are truly useful.

Cold medicine and calming popsicles.

The person in the first case wouldn't eat anything if they weren't sick, and it wouldn't matter if the person in the second case ate one or two pieces.

However... I'll tidy up the room a bit later.

Everything that needs to be put away and everything that needs to be organized should be put away.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be convenient to bring girls back to the dorm.

"Click."

The door opened, then closed.

"..."

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, and the dormitory began to quiet down.

Kikyo Kushida, who was huddled under the sheets, suddenly poked her head out. She first tried to pull the sheets off herself, but quickly covered herself again after the cold air rushed in.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and grabbed the maid outfit.

Actually, this is quite thick.

Although I'm a little reluctant to wear this outfit, since it's not specifically for that guy to see, and it's just for keeping warm, it should be fine.

White over-the-knee stockings covered her legs, and the black and white ruffled skirt covered her "absolute territory" (area of ​​skin). Although it was a little ill-fitting, it was enough to keep her warm temporarily.

All dressed... time for the adventure.

Saying she wasn't interested would be a lie; Kikyo Kushida was extremely interested in Toru Asakusa.

This guy is the embodiment of mystery.

Previously, due to his presence, although I had observed the situation in his dormitory from time to time, I never had the opportunity to delve deeper.

You can find a lot of interesting things when you start living in a dormitory for male high school students who live alone.

Although everything needs to be rebuilt at a high level, the treasures of the past cannot be brought over.

But with nearly two months of free time, Kikyo Kushida didn't believe that Tetsu Asakusa had no intention of buying anything else!

And so, Little Kikyo's dormitory adventure began.

First and foremost, of course, is the simplest thing: under the bed!

Oh, she forgot that the beds provided in the dormitory dormitories do not have any gaps underneath for dirt and grime to hide.

No, it's okay. There's also the big box next to the desk that I always see when I come here!

...Damn it, why are they all voice recorders?

Just how many voice recorders did this guy buy?

Do you think voice recorders are free?!

Kikyo Kushida closed the cardboard box containing the voice recorder again and opened the drawer.

A ballpoint pen, some common household medicines, and... a transparent bag that, for some reason, had the word "swimsuit" written on it, even though it contained band-aids.

I feel like I have something to complain about, but I don't know what to complain about.

Take a look at the wardrobe.

"—" She reached out and opened the cabinet.

The first thing that catches the eye from top to bottom is a large number of standard male school uniforms hanging together. If you lift up these clothes, you can also see what look like white coats, shirts with words like "not attending school," "dropout," and "liar" written on them.

If we continue...

A loincloth with only one shoe left? Clearly a women's indoor shoe? And transparent high heels...

What are all these things?

Chapter 117 These days, who hasn't lost two mothers?

Why would he have these things in his closet?

Kikyo Kushida couldn't understand it.

There was only one leather shoe, and it wasn't the same size as the indoor shoes. The size of the high heel also didn't match the previous shoes.

Why is he stuffing all these things in his cabinet?

After a moment of thought, a terrifying idea popped into Kikyo Kushida's mind.

She had heard that recently, men have developed a very perverted tendency.

You'll start to like feet, and consequently, you'll like socks and even shoes.

...Could that guy be a foot fetishist?

It's not impossible.

However, I've heard that most people who like feet are masochists, so maybe... I should step on him next time?

If you get excited, it means you're right.

Having made her decision, Kikyo Kushida gently closed the wardrobe and turned to look elsewhere.

The computer on the desk... has a password, I can't open it.

Seriously, why do I need to set a password for my computer when I'm alone in my dorm room?

The table was very clean, with nothing superfluous on it.

Looking around the room, apart from the traces of the earlier battle, there seemed to be nowhere to hide anything.

They really didn't give themselves away.

No wonder he left so decisively.

......never mind.

Anyway, having a recording is enough.

After rummaging through her dirty clothes, Kikyo Kushida pulled out a voice recorder and confirmed that it was still recording normally.

Hmph, if I'm unhappy about it, I'll sue him for violating a woman's will!

If someone is unwilling, then they are unwilling!

After putting away the recorder and roughly estimating that it was about time, Kikyo Kushida was about to change out of her maid outfit.

"Click—" The door opened faster than expected.

"It doesn't fit perfectly, but it's not bad at all," Asakusa Tetsu said with a smile as he stood at the door. "I'll appoint you as the head maid immediately."

"Go to hell." After taking off the stocking from her left leg, Kikyo Kushida threw it towards Toru Asakusa.

Although she was cursing, she didn't seem as resentful as before.

It seems that the ice therapy is very effective.

The pressure that had been building up on her shoulders was lifted, and a sense of ease emanated from the girl's slightly energetic body.

Kikyo Kushida extended her hand:

"Give me the clothes."

"Don't you need me to help Ms. Kushida change?" Asakusa Tetsu pulled off the white sock that had been thrown at his face, still faintly warm, and asked softly as he adjusted the school uniform he had brought back.

Upon hearing this, Kikyo Kushida smiled.

She sat at the foot of the bed with a smile, raising her right leg, which was still covered by her sock.

“Come here,” she said.

......

A third battle... of course, there wasn't one.

Asakusa Tetsu wasn't so repressed that he wanted to stuff his * inside her, and Kushida Kikyo wasn't so repressed that she started wanting it again after only two minutes.

It doesn't matter if tomorrow is a rest day.

But I have class tomorrow.

Kikyo Kushida has no intention of having to lean against the wall to get to class.

...Now that she's recovered, her legs still feel a bit awkward, and if this continues, she won't be able to walk normally.

So, without hesitation, she changed her clothes, put away the stained sheets, and took her dirty clothes and voice recorder with her. Kikyo Kushida then put on a mask.

Although she no longer wore a hoodie and put on a hood, she still wore a mask at least.

“...See you tomorrow.” Turning around with her back to Asakusa Toru, Kushida Kikyo said softly.

"..."

There was no response; not only was there no attempt to keep him, but there wasn't even a farewell.

Heartless!

Kikyo Kushida cursed inwardly and raised her leg.

But just as she was about to leave, a large arm silently pressed down from behind.

"Hmm, I've been thinking about it. Why don't you stay?" Asakusa Tetsu leaned down, but not so much that he would knock the girl over. "At worst, we can get up early tomorrow to avoid the crowds."

“I want a throw pillow tonight,” he said.

"..." For no apparent reason, Kikyo Kushida found herself suddenly in a very good mood.

But she didn't show it; she just turned her head and gave him a disdainful look.

"Leave your head here. You don't even have a change of sheets. Am I supposed to stay here and sleep on the floor with you?"

Although the dormitories are mostly fully equipped, the possibility of getting the pillows dirty was not taken into consideration.

...It's not that we didn't consider it, it's just that it would cost money.

After a moment of silence, Asakusa Tetsu snapped his fingers:

"Simple, I'll just stay at your place for the night."

“...Call me Mom.” Kikyo Kushida suddenly said softly, “Call me Mom and I’ll answer you.”