Romantic comedy with all members, why am I single?

Chapter 25 Mashiro is talented
  "Tadayi!"

It is a high-end apartment with two bedrooms and one living room, about 60 square meters, only a ten-minute walk from the school.

The electronic lock that entered the room made a series of sounds, and as soon as the door was opened, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with the smell of various kinds of rotten food hit his face.

Iura Hide, who was so unprepared for the smoke, almost lost his temper!

"Let me go, is this really a place where people live?"

Iura Hide looked at the dirty clothes scattered all over the house mixed with packed garbage bags.

There are also snack bags, instant noodle buckets, lunch boxes, and more beer cans than all three combined. I really don’t know what to do. It’s better to complain.

Chihiro Sengoku didn't know that his plan for "The Riddler Battle" had long been seen through by Hideo Iura, but the final result was still the same.

Shiina Mashiro taught him painting skills, and he was responsible for taking care of Shiina Mashiro's daily life.

These include but are not limited to, inviting Mashiro Shiina to go to school every morning, inviting Mashiro to have lunch with her during the lunch break, and taking Mashiro Shiina home after school and helping her "make" dinner.

The reason why it was 'doing' rather than doing it was because Chihiro Chiseki also felt that her demands were a bit too much, and she was a little embarrassed, so she allowed Iura Hide to take Mashiro to buy bento from the supermarket for dinner, as long as she helped him when the time came. Just heat it up and it'll be fine.

And Mashiro will also guide Iura Hide in painting before and after dinner, no matter how late the instruction is.

Anyway, she basically goes to the so-called 'party' every night and doesn't come back until very late after drinking.

Iura Hide thought of the welfare scenes in anime, so naturally he pretended to be reserved and finally agreed.

But he never expected that the job of taking care of Mashiro would be hit hard from the beginning, and that there would be such a terrifying cleaning task.

To be honest, seeing this kind of scene that could only be seen in anime or Japanese dramas before made him feel a little numb and wanted to call professional cleaning staff to come and clean the house.

But think about Neon's labor costs, and think about what Chihiro Chiseki had advanced to him in advance. It was only 30,000 yen, but he had to take care of Mashiro's food expenses until the end of the month.

He decisively gave up the idea.

But now he understands why Qianshi Chihiro wanted someone to take care of Mashiro.

If there was no one to take care of Mashiro, an idiot in life, how could she remain a happy alcoholic and a holy girl, going out for 'socializing' every day?

Iura Hide turned his head and looked at Mashiro behind him, with a look of sympathy on his face.

With such an unreliable cousin on the stall, Mashiro felt really pitiful.

Chihiro Sengoku mentioned before that although Mashiro just completed the procedures to transfer to their school today, it has already been three days since he moved here.

"Surviving in this environment for three days feels like I might as well find a sleeping bag and sleep in a park!"

Iura Hide couldn't help but complain again, then put his schoolbag at the door and asked Mashiro to help him look at it. Then, as if he was rushing to the battlefield, he rushed into the apartment resolutely and rushed into the apartment as quickly as possible. All the closed windows were opened to their maximum.

The wind blowing in along with the sunset finally dissipated the unbearable smell in the apartment.

"Just wait here for a moment, I'll try to be as quick as possible."

"Oh"

Mashiro nodded expressionlessly, then followed Iura Hide's example, put his schoolbag at the door, then squatted on the ground against the wall, hugged his knees with his hands, curled up into a ball, and closed his eyes when Iura Hide was stunned.

After only a few seconds, he seemed to be falling asleep, and there was a soft sound of deep sleep.

"...You can fall asleep even while squatting!?"

"As expected of this two-dimensional world, all the girls are so talented!"

Iura Hide was really eye-opening.

Thinking that I had an appointment with Sugatani Noha in the afternoon, and that I had to send her a song I had written before in the evening, I needed to go home early.

Iura Hide didn't care to continue complaining and hurriedly packed it up as quickly as possible.

"By the way, the garbage bag is-"

"Well, asking is in vain. I'd better look for it myself!" The house full of garbage may seem difficult to clean, but in fact, as long as you can endure the discomfort and open it from one point, it can be cleaned very quickly.

Iura Hide first found garbage bags, sorted and packed the various garbage on and around the coffee table, and then quickly cleaned up other places with the coffee table as the center.

During this period, all the dirty clothes littered on the floor were piled on the sofa by him first. Among them, he picked up many original underwear and fat clothes with a special smell.

Just the dirty clothes in the living room piled up a hill half a person high.

Afterwards, Iura Hide skipped the bathroom and Chihiro Sengoku's room first and tidied up Mashiro's room.

Although Mashiro's room was also messy, he only stayed there for three days, which was almost like staying with some slovenly guy for a month.

However, there were no leftover snack bags, lunch boxes, or instant noodle buckets inside, only littered clothes and discarded drawing paper.

In this way, the cleaning speed will undoubtedly be faster.

It took almost forty minutes for Iura Hide to complete the first step of cleaning the living room and Mashiro's room.

Then he continued to skip the dirty clothes belonging to Qianshi Qianhiro piled on the sofa in the living room.

Iura Hide prioritized the clothes in Mashiro's room and threw the ones he might wear into the washing machine first. Then he walked to the kitchen, preparing to wash the tableware stacked in the sink.

"Fortunately, Xiaoqiang hasn't appeared yet!"

Iura Hide glanced briefly, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, let's call Mashiro in first."

Still the same position and posture as before. Looking at her delicate face like an angel while sleeping, Iura Hide couldn't help but feel distressed and smile at the same time.

"Get up, Mashiro, go to bed and sleep."

Iura Hide squatted down carefully, and his voice unconsciously became softer.

However, such a sound was obviously difficult to wake up the sleeping Masaka Mashiro. As a last resort, Iura Hide could only increase the volume a little more and patted her head gently at the same time.

"Oh"

Accompanied by muttering in his sleep, Mashiro finally opened his eyes.

However, those red eyes, which were still filled with sleepiness, just glanced at Iura Hide in front of them, closed them again after confirming his identity, and then, amidst Iura Hide's astonishment, they swayed into his mouth. In her arms, she reached out and hugged his neck.

Then, as if trying to find a more comfortable position, Mashiro nuzzled his face with her head like a kitten.

The warm, sweet breath hit his skin, instantly making him stiff and causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

"Mashiro, classmate!?"

Iura Hide hugged Mashiro subconsciously, and his voice seemed to be trembling uncontrollably.

However, this time, Mashiro just nudged him again in response, with no intention of letting go.

At this moment, everything around them faded away, and it seemed that only the two of them were left in the whole world. The beating of heartbeats like drums filled the eardrums, causing Iura Hide's blood to surge up in his body, and his breathing became rapid.

However, his remaining sanity still suppressed his body's instinctive impulse, preventing him from doing anything outrageous.

I just hope this moment can last a little longer.

The soft body exuded the unique fragrance of a girl, which made Iura Hide close his eyes and breath greedily.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but until his legs were a little numb from squatting, he finally took a deep breath, gently picked up Mashiro, and put her back on the bed in her room.

Then, Iura Hide reluctantly took away her arm that was still holding his neck, turned around and returned to the kitchen, and quickly started washing the dishes.

And just when he stepped out of the room, Mashiro, who was sleeping soundly, quietly opened his eyes, glanced at his leaving figure, then closed his eyes again, and fell asleep with great peace of mind. .

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