I am that male friend in the harem story

Chapter 308 - Rendez-vous

The dark room was comfortable with an on-air conditioner, inviting those who stayed to enter the land of dreams, yet while it was bad on her eyes, Yukinoshita stared at her smartphone screen, which she had turned into a dark theme with the lowest brightness.

What she saw was just the exchange of their chats, which just told each other to sleep and dream well.

Yukinoshita knew that Tobe must be exhausted after his first day of working, so she didn't try to call him, yet despite knowing so, she had an urge to call him, especially when it started to rain.

Did he come home safely?

He was okay, right?

As she thought so, while she hesitated, she decided to send him a chat, which she then smiled when she saw his response soon, who told her that he had arrived home safely and was about to sleep.

"Sleep well."

"You too."

Leaving her smartphone on the table near her bed, Yukinoshita closed her eyes, wishing to see him as soon as possible, feeling his tenderness on her cheek once again.

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"Excuse me..."

"Why are you so nervous?"

"I-I am not!"

Yet, watching his smile, Shiori pouted, feeling ashamed, slightly at a loss, and even a little guilty, especially when she came into the house of a young man who was several years younger than her.

Their age difference might not be high, yet even so, there was this improper feeling when she came to his place, especially when she knew he had a girlfriend.

Despite knowing that anything further than staying here for a while until the rain stopped, Shiori couldn't help but think of many things that had happened, especially when the mood was just... so nice.

In this house, the two of them were alone, no one was by their side, then slowly, gently, the two explored the mystery of the woman and a man, as he looked at her with beastly gaze, and she reacted lewdly, as the guilt that came from their wrongness enhanced the flame of their passions.

Yet, despite all of that, Shiori also felt angry, especially toward Tobe since she knew well that instead of being bashful and starting to think many pervy problems, he just treated this as something normal, casual, and even nothing special since as exactly she thought inside her mind, this wasn't the first time of him to experience this type of activity.

Still, it was Shiori's first time, and while she knew that it was wrong, she hoped that he would be a little bashful and react in a way that a man would in front of a beautiful woman.

'Am I that unattractive?'

A woman's mind is like a bottomless abyss.

To understand them, no formulas could be used, and even Einstein was unable to find a way to comprehend the creatures known as women, so Tobe had never tried to understand them. Instead, what he always did was just to make them feel what he wished them to feel, as it was their nature to succumb to their emotions.

Some women might be able to stand out above many, and even become the real queen who ruled and governed over millions, yet it was only a few.

While it might sound like misogyny, it was rare to see a woman as a leader.

Even a country that promoted feminism the most has never had a female president.

Still, it didn't mean that one should look down on a woman, since as long as they had a hatred toward a man, they wouldn't expect them to show mercy, since to make their hearts comfortable, they would do something that no man had ever imagined.

Turning on the light in the house, Tobe said, "Wait here for a moment. I will pick up a towel for you."

"It's fine. I am just slightly wet. It should be dry soon."

"You are a guest. Just let me take care of you like how you helped and treated me earlier."

Soon, Tobe returned with two towels, one for him and the other for Shiori. "Here you go."

"Thank you."

With those words, Shiori could only accept his kindness and used the towel he lent her to dry the wet parts of her body, such as her long black hair, a beautiful face, thin shoulders, and shirt, which somehow caused her bold black bra to be visible through.

"Pervy~!"

"....." Tobe.

Yet, watching her mischievous, yet slightly seductive smile, Tobe had to say that this woman was bold for wearing such a bold color of bra.

"The rain isn't going to stop soon. How about you come in? I will make you a warm coffee or a tea."

"Ah, I want tea. I can't sleep if I drink coffee."

"Okay, come in."

Smiling softly, Shiori followed him as she looked at his house curiously. It was quite huge, and probably even slightly better than hers, whose family was quite well-off; yet strangely enough, it was quiet. "Are your parents working, Tobe-kun?"

"Yes."

Tobe felt that it wasn't necessary to say that his mother had passed away, as he didn't want the situation to become awkward, so he just agreed. Still, coming to the kitchen of his house, he looked at Shiori, who followed him. "Aren't you going to sit down?"

"It feels awkward if I sit down and you do everything."

"Okay, then, help me to boil the water."

"Roger!"

As she made such a salute motion, Tobe smiled, thinking that it was fun with her. "I have many types of tea. What do you want?"

"Eh? Really?"

"Yup, I even have herbal tea."

"Really? Let me see."

Moving closer, Shiori pressed her body slightly against his, allowing him to feel the softness of her skin and her gentle, floral scent, which lingered with him, making his body feel strange and hot.

"Oh, you have a lot! You even have jasmine tea!"

Still, as she appeared to be okay, Tobe also tried not to overthink it, thinking that it might be how she usually acted, as he knew how good she was at communication. Even Yuuta Asamura, who was distant, cold, and just acted professionally toward others, also couldn't help but warm up toward her, which showed that she was good at communicating.

Yet, in his mind, Tobe never put Shiori on a pedestal, thinking that she was a perfect and great woman. Instead, he knew that she had her own flaws and was like any other, was just a normal human, who had her worries, yet unlike others, whose worries affect their lives and never tried to get better, thinking that it was their fate, or just hiding behind the excuse of self-love, he could tell that she tried to be better, and that was what he liked about her.

"Do you want to try?"

"Is that fine? It's quite expensive, right?"

"What's the use of tea except for being drunk by others? Go and prepare the water. We can enjoy the dessert with the tea later."

"Roger!"

Hearing the word dessert, Shiori's eyes shone brightly, full of excitement, thinking of the delicious-looking tiramisu that she bought take-out from the restaurant earlier. Still, as she was about to prepare the hot water for their tea, her face reddened, feeling a little hot, thinking that she might be a little too bold and too close to him, as she could still feel his skin that stuck close to hers that made her as if being held by him.

Yet, watching him, who was nonchalant, Shiori became annoyed once again, thinking that she swore to make him bashful!

Still, without a doubt, this moment when they were together, helping each other, was nice.