The Perfect Beauty Sitting Next to Me at the School I Transferred To Is My Ex-GF

After the home visit was over, I ate a delicious pollock dinner that Hatsune had cooked, and as Hatsune was washing the dishes, the doorbell rang.

“A, again….?”

I didn’t order anything, and I’m sure the teacher left a while ago. Even if she forgot something and came back, it was too late. It’s already 9PM. If that’s the case, who is it?

I decided to ask who it was over the intercom.

“Um, who is it?”

“Eh? Who are you?”

Could it be that she pressed the wrong button or something? If so, it all makes sense. I mean, it’s a girl. What if Hatsune thinks I’m cheating on her…

“Did you press the wrong button by any chance?”

“Eh? That’s not possible.”

When I was at a loss for a response, Hatsune stopped washing the dishes and came towards me.

“What’s wrong? So-kun”

Eh? Th, this is bad, Hatsune is here. If a girl I don’t know like this comes here, she might suspect me of cheating on her.

“N, no, Hatsune? Th, this is not—-”

“Ah, Ayane? What are you doing here?”

Ayane…? Is it possible that she knows Hatsune?

“Ah, it’s Onee-chan’s apartment after all, then who is that person called So-kun?”

So you know me too… I mean she called Hatsune Onee-chan, does that mean she’s her little sister?

“Yeah, that’s right, but did you talk to So-kun? Do you want to die?”

I didn’t think that she would even say that to her sister… You should at least let your sister off the hook.

“I’m not going to die, don’t joke about that.”

…A, as expected of the little sister. She’s used to dealing with Hatsune.

“I’m not kidding, if you want I can give you a stroke.”

“Maa, maa, we can talk about it later, but today I came to see my sister’s boyfriend…Can I see him?”

She lightly brushed it off again and told Hatsune her main point.

“What? Is it possible that you’re after So-kun? How can that be——”

“Hee, so you’re not that confident in your boyfriend’s looks~ poor So-kun~”

“No, of course not. Just wait so I open it.”

“Okay♪”

…Th, that’s bad! It’s been about a year since I met Hatsune, but I’ve never seen anyone, including me, who is so good at dealing with Hatsune. …Please let me call you Master

Then, Hatsune and I went to the front door, and the door opened to reveal Ayane, Hatsune’s younger sister. She has brown hair and a face similar to Hatsune’s, she’s a beautiful girl. Her height is smaller than mine and Hatsune’s and her breasts are also smaller.

….I’m glad I didn’t analyze that last part.

“Hee, your face is even cooler than I thought! Well, it’s a little out of proportion compared to my sister’s, though.”

I’m very aware of that, so please don’t say anything like that.

“But, he’s a little thin, I’m sure I can do this.”

“…….”

I’m sure I’m not weak enough to be beaten by such a small and thin girl…I don’t know anymore, because of the example with Hatsune.

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“You don’t get it. That’s the beauty of it?”

“Eh.”

I want you to deny that I’m not thin. Am I that much? Well, I don’t exercise much, and I don’t do much strength training, but…. I’m shocked.

“So? Is that why you’re here?”

“Of course not, here, this.”

Then Ayane took something out of her hand. It seemed like a ticket of some kind.

“This is…”

When Hatsune looked at it, her eyes lit up and she froze as she looked at the ticket. No, I’d like you to show it to me too, but I’m scared. What would make Hatsune happy?

Don’t tell me it’s one of those torture devices she was talking before…?

“Hey, Sokun-san”

While I was thinking about such horrible things, Ayane’-san’ spoke to me.

“Wh, what is it?”

“Why are you using honorifics? I’m younger than you?”

There was no way I could call someone who was so good at handling Hatsune down. I’d rather call her Master.

“I, I’ve never seen anyone handle Hatsune so well! May I call you Master!?”

“Master…? That sounds cool! Sure!”

“Thank you very much!”

…Now, I haven’t forgotten. About the limit of conversations I can have…