Capítulo 27: Chapter 5 - Skirmish between Heaven, Earth, and Hell (1/?)
"And you know what, onii-tama? Yesterday, I washed the dishes."
"You did? You're such a good girl, Mutsumi-chan. I bet mom was glad."
"Eh heh heh. She was really happy♪"
Mutsuki called his family first thing in the morning, but it was more to cheer himself up than for their sake. He held the receiver between his cheek and shoulder and listened to the events of his littlest sister's previous day as he squinted from the morning sun shining in.
At the top floor of the high-rise apartment building, the mornings were still cool even with summer so close. He doubted they would need an air conditioner and he left the window open as he made his way to the kitchen.
He needed to fix breakfast. He soaked six slices of bread in syrup and cooked them in a frying pan.
His other little sister, Chiaki, took over the phone back home.
"How are things there?" he asked her. "Is everyone the same as always?"
"Pretty much. …Oh, but onee-chan insists she doesn't have any classes and so she doesn't have to get up today."
"How many Chu-His did she have yesterday?"
"She quit after two."
"She has classes. Go wake her up."
"Roger. What about you? Anything new?"
It was 7:15 AM, time to wake up the "family" here, so he knocked on his roommates' doors.
"Ugh, I drank too much yesterday."
Micha trudged out looking ill. When she noticed he was on the phone, she poked his shoulder with her chin to say "good morning" and then collapsed into the recliner she loved so much.
The living room had been too messy to walk through before, but it had been mostly cleaned up.
"Not really. We're doing fine."
"I see."
"Talk to you again tomorrow. I'll call right away if anything happens."
"Okay."
He set down the receiver.
The food would be just about cooked, so he returned to the kitchen and grabbed the strawberry jam and orange juice. He moved the French toast to separate plates and took one to Micha.
"Ugh…"
"Here's your juice. Or would you prefer water?"
"Bee-"
"Not happening. Here, have some orange juice."
"Boo."
As he responded to what sounded like some kind of code, he held out a cup filled to the brim with juice. Still sprawled out on the recliner, she grabbed the carton from his other hand and started gulping it down.
He had no choice but to use the cup for Ange's breakfast and prepare another drink for himself. He heard a loud belch behind him, but as she was a woman, he pretended not to hear it.
"Ahh, I'm just not as young as I used to be. Sleeping in this heat doesn't seem to help at all. But it would be too cold if I left the air conditioning on."
"It certainly was a little hard to sleep last night."
"My back hurrrts. Mutsuki-kun, give me a massage later."
"You've had me do that almost every day. Why don't you go to a massage parlor?"
"I like it when you grope me. It doesn't feel good when other people do it."
"F-fine…"
He wished she would not say anything that suggestive first thing in the morning. He had some water ready, but he could not return to the living room where she was only wearing a tank top and hot pants that left her midriff exposed. Especially when the tank top material was so thin he was pretty sure he could see her nipples.
"Ange! It's morning, Ange."
In search of help, he went to wake his other roommate.
"It's so hot… I hate the human world."
The door opened to reveal a girl in cute pajamas with a frightening look on her face.
She was not as scantily clad as Micha, so the heat was even worse for her. The scent of sweat scattered from her as she left. When she saw the water in his hand, she swiped it, emptied it in a single breath, and continued on to the bathroom.
"Don't you dare peep!"
"I won't."
She drove her point home and then closed the door.
It had been three weeks since he had seen her naked, so he could only sigh at his roommate's persistent grudge.
But he smiled when he looked through Ange's room's open door and saw the Lazy Bear body pillow on her bed.
Three weeks had passed since Fujita Mutsuki had started living away from his family.
He had a dream! He dreamed of working in some international field! And after attending a language seminar, he had gained the wonderful opportunity to study a foreign language on an everyday basis by living with the bilingual Micha and Ange!
He had no idea how much of that his family had believed, but Micha looked foreign, she knew a lot about the languages of the human world, and she had prepared some legit-looking documents. They had easily convinced his parents to let him live away from home.
His older sister and Chiaki had not looked happy and it had taken a full five days to convince Mutsumi to stop sobbing, but here he was.
He had been worried about the Fujita family's mornings without their alarm clock of a son, but Chiaki seemed to be doing a good job in his stead. He would call every morning at seven, but someone was always already up by that time. Mutsumi had even started getting up early on her own so she could speak with her "onii-tama" on the phone.
His new life with Ange and Micha had begun.
"…"
It was not a bad life.
In fact, it tended toward being fun.
He had no complaints with the living space. The balcony was so high up it scared him a bit, but the view was pretty, the apartment was spacious, and the equipment was excellent. It was even conveniently located in a familiar area.
He was getting along with his roommates well enough.
Micha could be a little (using an extreeeeemely generous definition of "little") messy, but she was kind. Ange was still prickly, but she was not a bad girl.
Making breakfast had fallen to him at some point. In fact, he was taking care of ninety percent of the housework, including cooking ever meal and cleaning up afterwards. He was not particularly happy about that, but there was no helping it.
On his third day, he had cleaned up the hellish mess in the living room:
"Wow. You really are used to this. You're a great cleaner."
"I…suppose."
"Can you do other housework?"
"I…suppose."
"Then from now on, you're in charge of every last bit of housework♪"
"I…what?"
That was when he came to curse the fact that he was a natural yes man who ended up agreeing to pretty much anything anyone asked of him.
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