Part 5
For a little over an hour, the two of us studied together in my room as I casually gave Kei advice.
All in all, I got the impression that she had a good head on her shoulders, but the fact that she hadn’t been diligent with her studies up until now had held her back from reaching her full potential. Though, I had no intention of pointing that out to her.
If she had simply made a habit out of neglecting her studies ever since early childhood, then I would probably say something to her. However, in her case, she hadn’t been able to receive a normal, proper education due to the bullying she faced back in her middle school days.
She hadn’t properly learned some of the fundamentals that came with a middle school education, so she was having a hard time with her lessons in high school.
Taking all of that into consideration, I’d say she was doing surprisingly well.
Gently guiding her, allowing her to pursue the answers on her own was probably the correct way to go about tutoring her.
If she could get to the point where she starts to feel like studying isn’t painful anymore, she would probably grow and mature a lot, just like Sud?.
“Hey…”
“What’s wrong?”
Kei suddenly began staring at the floor in front of her.
And then, after what seemed like several seconds, she reached out and picked up something.
I wondered if it was just a piece of trash or some dust or something, but…
“The heck is this?”
As she spoke, she held out her arm in front of me, showing me what she had found between her index finger and her thumb.
It was a single, long strand of red hair.
“That’s a hair, right?”
When I said what I thought it was, Kei’s expression instantly twisted in anger.
“A red hair! A freaking long hair at that! No matter how you look at it, this is a girl’s hair!”
She was right. Given the length, it was physically impossible for it to be my own hair.
And, of course, the hair type was also completely different. It’s owner immediately came to mind. I had no doubt that it had belonged to Amasawa Ichika, who had come over to have a meal just the other day.
“Who did you have over!?”
She asked, probably because nobody came to mind with this type of hair out of all of our classmates.
“Is this that one thing? Jealousy…?”
“Is that a bad thing!? I’m your girlfriend Kiyotaka! I have the right to stick my nose in all sorts of stuff!”
This was my first time hearing of such a right. Either way, I should take this as a lesson.
After inviting a girl over to my room, I would make sure to clean it thoroughly from now on.
I took this knowledge to heart, and yet the disaster continued. As I was deliberating over how I should go about explaining things to Kei, the sound of the doorbell unexpectedly echoed throughout the room. After which, a video feed of the dorm’s lobby was displayed on the monitor near the entryway.
Not only was I, the room’s owner, curious about who it was, but Kei was as well. The two of us went over to take a look at the screen.
Thereupon, we saw none other than Amasawa, waving her hand at the camera with a wide grin on her face.
The first to react was not me, but Kei, the red strand of hair still clutched tightly in her hand.
“A girl I’ve never seen before with red hair…”
She looked like she was trying to solve the riddle on some children’s mystery TV show.
Kei reached out and pressed the call button before I could get the chance to do so myself.
“Who is it!?”
Kei spoke through the speaker, her voice filled with undisguised anger, to which Amasawa naturally jumped back in surprise.
“Huh? Room 401… This is Ayanok?ji-senpai’s room… right?”
I forcefully pulled Kei’s arm away and took over.
“Sorry, it’s me. What do you want?”
Although this was an unannounced visitor, there was no way I could let Kei handle it like this. Amasawa aside, given the high-traffic of the lobby, it would be a problem if somebody overheard that Kei and I were together.
“Ah, do you have company? Should I come back later? I’d like to come up and talk with you a bit, but…”
I looked at Kei. Although she was glaring at me, she gestured to have Amasawa come instead of ordering me to send her away.
Apparently, she wanted to make sure that the hair was Amasawa’s.
“No, it’s fine. Come on up.”
I pressed the auto-lock release button and moments later, Amasawa went inside the elevator.
“Are you sure you’re fine with this? Letting another student find out that you’re here?”
“…Whatever.”
It seemed as though Kei was so incredibly mad that she had lost sight of herself.
Kei was the one who said that she wanted to keep our boyfriend-girlfriend relationship a secret from those around us right now.
If we ran into somebody in this situation, it’s possible that rumors about it might start to spread.
“Well, it’s too late now, right? We’ve got no choice but to try and trick her somehow.”
At any rate, Amasawa had already heard Kei’s voice, so driving Kei out before she got here wouldn’t accomplish very much.
Rather, we had to consider the possibility that doing so might make Amasawa even more suspicious.
Roughly a minute later, Amasawa reached the fourth floor and rang the doorbell to my room.
“I’ll let her in, so just sit here and wait for now.”
“I… I get it.”
I went to the front door and greeted Amasawa.
“Sorry for the sudden visit~ Ayanok?ji-senpai.”
She studied my expression for a moment before sending a calculating look at the shoes in the entryway.
How do I put it… Is this what was referred to as ‘a woman’s intuition’?
“Girlfriend?”
She threw out a straightforward question with a wide grin on her face.
“What can I do for you?”
“How perverse~ Well, to tell you the truth, I think I might’ve left something in your room last time I was here.”
“What is it?”
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