Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

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We were there for a while in silence.Every once in a while, the windows would have a knocking sound from the wind.

Since it was cold at night, the house itself became very cold.

"Then what do you think?"

"Um?"

Yukinoshita put down the book, reached for the teacup, took a sip, and repeated the question. "I'm asking... what do you think, Hikigu-kun?"

"Well, Neon should really think about making a better literature program... When the country is only exporting light novels and manga, it is impossible to win the Nobel Prize, although the authority of the literature award is far less Science."

Yukinoshita blinked.Then she laughed, and went on quietly.

"I mean... about the love letter incident."

Oh.

that.

"I don't know what to think." I answered honestly.

What does this have to do with me?

Yukinoshita can like whoever she wants...at least I think that's what I believe.

"This is your life. You can write love letters to whoever you want..."

Yukinoshita smiled mysteriously and sat on the sofa.

Girls certainly have the luxury of love.

They may be kittens who are loved and society considers them cute and decent.

They can dabble in making chocolate, writing love letters, or doing things that men will misunderstand.

Or guys can just go over and make chocolate for other guys...can guys even make chocolate for each other?

Wait a minute...oh...homemade Totsuka chocolate...

They are completely different from Ebina's fantasies.

But, the thought wouldn't leave my head, and the thought stuck with me.

Maybe Yukinoshita is just an ordinary girl after all.

Even though she is not normal in every way, even her barren breasts are so different on her body.

"You know," she said thoughtfully. "I've lived in this apartment for almost a year...but today I feel like home for the first time...everyone is here."

"It's a common thing," I said after draining my glass. "I remember when I was a kid they made me sleep in my room. The first few nights it felt weird...I think? I don't really remember. When I was three. Komachi was Born around that time, and around that time, my parents started paying more attention to her than I did."

Yukinoshita smiled.

"I had a lot of nannies, so I didn't know that. My sister was raised by her mother, but I have a lot of great memories with my father. He can be strict if he wants to, though."

How exactly Yukinoshita's father was elected is beyond my comprehension.But he must be a terrifying combination for Yukinoshita's mother.

"That guy..." I said, "how did he get elected?"

"Mother had an impressive and typically horrific way of coercing, through the power of the family, the lovers or wives of those who were unlikely to vote ... to get them to vote for him."

"what."

The conversation died down again, but the idea of that letter stayed in my mind.

"Hmm... I said, Yukinoshita."

After taking a bite, Yukinoshita replied, "What, Hikigu-kun?"

"Is that letter really addressed to Hayama?"

The sound of teacups hitting saucers echoed in the room.

Suddenly the lights came on again and the TV was switched on.

It shows a scene in the middle of some movie.

Under the artificial light, Yukinoshita replied methodically, "This letter was delivered to the person it should be delivered to."

"I see." I said.

I think that's a good answer, but it doesn't tell me why I'm so restless right now.

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Yukinoshita is taking a bath.

Peeping is actually a technical job.

As I started blowing out the candles and putting them in the cupboard, the sound of running water was intermittent.

I figured I'd be more excited if Totsuka was the one taking the shower.

My thoughts turned to those corny rom-com comics where the hero inevitably ends up in a love hotel.

He sat by the bed and waited for the girl to finish her bath.

And the girl came out, covered in water, wrapped in a robe, and soaked, and sat down beside him.

The person will be too timid to look, and then they'll go to bed because they're only staying overnight in hotels because that's the only place that's open.

Except we live in an apartment under the snow, not a love hotel...

Wait, this is worse, isn't it?

The sound of water stopped.

I started to watch TV and lay lazily on the sofa under the snow.

A late-night variety show with pop idols is on.

There are several old movies ranging from samurai movies to some monster shows and even some late night hot spring tours.

In these shows, an aging but still attractive pop icon is sent to a spa.

It would be great if it weren't for those meddling mosaics.

"Should I be worried that you've developed a bathing habit right before my eyes?"

I looked back and was taken aback.

It was Yukinoshita in a yukata.Her skin was still wet and her hair was wrapped in a towel.She holds a portable rechargeable hair dryer and a hairbrush in her hand.

When she sat down, I moved aside to make room for her.She sat down and began brushing and drying her hair now and then.

"So, tell me, Hikigu-kun." Yukinoshita said.

"Aha...?" I glanced at her.

I could see part of her collarbone showing as the bathrobe was wrapped tightly around her...was she wearing something underneath?

Well, it's normal to think that way, I'm a man after all, right?

Did Yubihama's carelessness affect me?

Hikigu, you need to be on your toes at all times!

Then again, with boobs like that, nothing turns me on...

"Are you going to watch this woman take a shower at night?"

"But... you're not taking a shower..."

Yukinoshita backed away from me in horror.

"Your rotting, squinting eyes make me worry about my virginity..."

"W-what? No, I—!"

"Pervert. Think about it, you will think like this because you are in a very close space with a beautiful woman." Only Yukinoshita Yukino can be so arrogant when trying to escape!

Although she does have the qualifications to say so.

"No, no! But you are not taking a shower now! And even if you take a shower, I won't go to see it!" I explained the reason excitedly.

Yukinoshita sighed and pointed at the TV.

There are still women in the hot springs.

"Ah!" I quickly changed the channel to some random variety show with historical questions.

Who was the instigator of the Honnoji incident? Obviously that's wise.

"Is that... Takeda Maone?" a pop icon asked nervously.

"No, you silly girl, it's Mitsuhide Akechi!" I yelled at the screen.

"Oops! Sorry, it's actually Mitsuhide Akechi. I'm sorry!"

With that, the pop icon was thrown over by a bucket of mud.

"You were right this time," Yukinoshita said.

"This time? Am I not always like this?"

Yukinoshita closed her eyes, smiled and continued combing her hair. "Sometimes I wonder..."

"I'm honored that I took a little of your time."

"what does that mean?"

"Well, you might end up being famous. I'll be a simple stay-at-home husband. You might end wars or world hunger or eradicate disease while I gossip with other housewives in the corner."

"I'm honored that you think I'm able to accomplish so much. But I'm also a little disappointed that you haven't accepted the reality of your career choice - if anyone can call it a 'career'."

Yukinoshita turned to me, and she said, "You can go take a shower if you want."

Yukinoshita put the brush and hair dryer aside and walked away.

She disappeared into the hallway and came back after a while, throwing a bundle in my lap.

"what is this?"

"A spare towel, and a spare toothbrush...you are welcome to use my shampoo and toothpaste."

"Ah...thank you for your hospitality." So far, I've had a good time at Yukinoshita.

"Please don't think of this place as a hotel, Hikigu-kun..." Yukinoshita rubbed her nose angrily. "Indecent behavior like the one you're contemplating doesn't happen here."

"Hey! I didn't mean that!"

"Yes, yes..." Yukinoshita left again, taking back a large package. "Here's another blanket in case you're cold... You're welcome to keep using this pillow. I'm sorry there's no extra men's clothing."

"I guess I'd be more worried if you had extra men's clothing..."

A pillow was shot straight in my face, hitting me on the nose.

"I'm going to bed. Please don't do anything stupid."

"Stupid thing? Who do you take me for?"

But Yukinoshita didn't respect me by responding.She just smiled and went back to her room, leaving me alone.

After taking a shower, I decided to watch TV.

When I came back from the bathroom, I realized that Yukinoshita's room door was ajar.

It was opened gently, just enough to allow a view of the contents.

Being a man makes me want to take a peek, but the idea doesn't suit me.

I dismissed it immediately.

If I were a sleazy person, I'd take it as a sleazy invitation.

I walked across the room, toward the sofa.