Chiaki and Itsuki

My name is Tatsuhisa Itsuki, 20 years old. I should be in my third year in college at my age but I decided to run away from my parents. Tsk, they couldn't support me in what I wanted to do. Anyway, the important thing is that I actually have my own savings and I safely arrived in Tokyo!

"Want some?" asked Chiaki while he is chewing potato chips.

"No, thanks," I replied.

This has been a long day for me since I applied to numerous restaurants around the city and the other. Happily, on my last option, I was accepted. Banzai!

"Come on, let's hurry! It's coming soon!" said Chiaki.

"W-Wait, what is coming?" I asked. "Jeez."

The only thing is... why is the manager of the restaurant I am working at is my ex-boyfriend?! What the hell?! Now, I'll keep up with this dude until I have found a new apartment.

I-I shouldn't feel awkward with that shithead! He's just a dummy, that's it! Look at the way he walks, he looks like a creep. I only think of him as a fly and our manager right now, nothing more.

<After 10 minutes of sprinting, we have arrived at Chiaki's apartment.>

"Your room is surprisingly tidy, eh?" I said.

His apartment is undeniably neat and organized but... what's with those figurines?! I-Idol characters?!

"There we go," uttered Chiaki as he comfortably sits on the floor watching TV. "T-There it is! Love Live School Idol Project! Good thing I sprinted or else, I'd have to record this again."

"C-Could it be, you're an otaku?!" I asked.

"N-Not entirely!" he said. "I-I'm just a fan! Look how cute Shizuko-chan is!"

It's really obvious! What could have happened in the past two-three years?!

"What's so good about girls dancing and singing?" I asked.

Of course, I'm lying. I know they are great, but I'm not really a fan. I just like their songs. I actually sing their songs while I'm taking a bath.

"W-What did you just say?!" he reacted. "Y-You uncultured swine!"

"Wha...?! Uncultured swine!?" I said. "Listen, you bird brain. Why don't you just sell all of your figurines to add funds for the restaurant?"

"That wouldn't happen until I die!" he said.

"Wow, you're on a severe level," I answered.

"Instead of criticizing my hobby, why don't you just cook dinner for us? Come on, come on," he said.

I-Is this guy ordering me around?!

"Shouldn't be the host is the one who will cook for the guest?!" I asked.

"You see, I let you in at my wonderful four-sided private space," he said. "At least, cook for the host. Guahahaha!"

This guy doesn't know the word hospitality. Does he want me to feel I owe him one?!

"If you say then," I said. "I'll cook for us so just sit and wait there, you piece of shit."

"Okay~" he replied. "W-Wow, here comes the good part...."

He pisses me off. I have an idea, super quick revenge against his mockery.

<I saw a socket where the TV is plugged.>

"A-A new insert song?!" he said. "I-I love the beat of th- WHAT?!"

<And of course, I unplugged it when he was in the peak of excitement.>

"Damn it!!! W-Where's the plug...." he said while scrambling.

"Hahaha!" I laughed as I ran to the kitchen.

<As I said, I cooked our dinner. It was just plain omelet rice and bacon since it was the only stock of his refrigerator. Goodness, when was the last time he went to the supermarket?!>

"Here is it, bastard," I said. "Make sure you eat everything, including the fork."

"That will not do, Itsuki-chan," he said while wiggling his index finger.

"Don't '-chan' me!" I replied. "Just eat it, for God's sake."

"Enk!" he said. "You should say the line~"

What is he talking about?

"L-Line?" I asked.

"You applied for a service position yet you don't know the 'line'?" he replied. "Now I understand for real the other factors on why you weren't hired in the other restos."

"Are you insulting me?!" I asked.

"'Here's your omurice filled with love, Master~;" he quoted. "'Oishikuna-re~ Teehee!' Like that! You should do it like that! Make my heart swoon!'"

"W-Why should I?! Like hell, I can do it!" I said.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," said Chiaki while wiggling his index finger again. "Think of this as a practice exercise for your actual duty. Come on, don't be embarrassed~"

He's actually grinning at me! I want to smack his face with the plate!

"Do it~ Do it~ Do it~ Do it~," said Chiaki.

Gosh, he's so annoying.

"H-Here's y-your o-omu-rice f-filled with lo-lo-lo," I stuttered.

"With lo...?" he asked.

"Lo-lo-love...." I whispered. "O-Oishikuna-r-re~"

"Huwaaahhcccckkk!!!!" he reacted then falls to the floor holding his chest. "T-That was so... embarrassing. Guhehe!"

"I knew it, you're just messing with me!" I reacted.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry," he said. "Don't be so mad, I just want to at least keep things light since it might be awkward for you 'coz you're staying on the place of a very handsome man such as me!"

Did he eat a grasshopper for lunch?

"If only there's still a cheap apartment here, then I'll leave as early as now!" I said.

"Why are you so mad?" he asked. "You must still have feelings for me, don't you?"

Did I catch his words by mistake?

"Yuck, hell no," I reacted.

"That was harsh!" he said.

"Besides, you must have a girlfriend right now so please stop messing with me," I replied.

"No, I don't have one," he said.

E-Eh?

"I-Is that so? Poor you," I responded.

"H-How arrogant!" he said. "W-What about you? You must have more experience than I!"

Does he think I'm some kind of bitch that hasn't done anything but to flirt?

"N-No, I'm not in a relationship right now,"

"O-Oh, is that the case?" he said.

"Y-Yes," I replied.

<After the exchange, an awkward silence occurred for half a minute.>

"Let's just eat..." said Chiaki.

"G-Good idea," I replied.

<The dinner that I cooked was so yummy! Even I was full! This guy, he wanted me to wash the dishes but I glared at him so hard that he's the one who did the job while I prepared the bath and used it before him since he said so. And so time went by, it is now bedtime.>

"Me?" asked Chiaki. "I don't have an extra futon."

W-what?!

"Why don't you have one?!" I asked.

"I didn't expect any visitors to stay overnight!" he said.

What's the point of my stay here if I don't have a space to sleep?

"I have no choice, then," I said. "I'll just leave my stuff here and look for a near capsule hotel."

"No, you have a choice," he replied. "My bed!"

"No thanks, you might just molest me or much worse!" I said. "I'm leaving!"

I will not sleep with this guy! I-I mean, we're not in a relationship or what...

"Hoho, and here I thought you were a woman with a strong resolve," he said. "Looks like I overestimated you!"

W-What did he say!? Overestimated?! I can't let that pass!

"F-Fine! I'll show you!" I replied. "Now give me that blanket of yours so I can sleep now!"

"H-Hey, calm down! This is a limited edition Rem blanket!" he said. "Don't pull it! I-It will be ripped! Ahhh!!"

<In the end, he handed his blanket over. The only part of our body that was facing each other is our backs. But...>

N-Not an awkward reaction from me but, I can feel the heat radiating from his back to mine! Eek! D-Do our butts touch each other?! I'm not sure!

"Yahoo!" reacted Chiaki.

He seems to be enjoying this!

"Just to clarify, I'm not doing this because I want to," I said. "I'll call the police if you do something to me."

Jeez, this perverted guy. I'll really sue him if he really does feel me up.

It has been a minute or so and he didn't respond. Is he already asleep? I-I can't be sure about that! He might just be waiting for the right time to strike! I will sleep with my one eye open!

And another ten minutes have passed, he is still quiet. Maybe he's sleeping for real, his breathing changed already. I can feel it from his back.

"I-Itsuki...." he uttered.

Is he sleep talking?! T-This guy is so extra even in his dreams...

"T-Twhank you fwor the fwood...." he uttered.

S-So, he's a better person when asleep, h-huh? Guess I'll sleep as well.

<And so, the cold night quickly went by and it was the next morning already. Surprisingly, he wasn't around when I woke up.>

"Chiaki, are you there?" I said when I rise up from the bed.

Wow, it's just 7:30 am. Huh? Is this a letter?

"'Hey, I know you will not see this letter immediately since you have shitty eyesight but if you actually can read this, I cooked something for you as your breakfast. Please arrive at the restaurant by 10 am. We have work to do.' -Chiaki-sama." I read.

H-He still remembered that I have poor eyesight?

"Hahaha...," I laughed. "You used a neon colored paper plus I'm using contacts now, weirdo~"

Hmm, I guess he can be considerate as well.