Tokyo's Most Affectionate - Chapter 94

So-so

“…”

Upon hearing this, Kurosawa’s body tensed up, his thoughts surging.

Wasn’t this the kind of scenario you’d find in a harem comedy manga? During a bath, someone forgets something, and they ask the protagonist for help.

When he watched anime in the past, he thought it was a forced plotline for fanservice, but it was still enjoyable.

However, that was animation… In reality, unexpected developments like this were impossible.

Based on common sense, helping someone who is showering involves simply placing the forgotten item near the door and then leaving.

After all, the item was already delivered, it wouldn’t disappear if left on the floor.

Aside from that, in a place like a hotel, there was another option: the guy could voluntarily leave the room.

He could close the door, and even if the girl isn’t using a bath towel, she could freely move around in the room without worrying about being seen.

Anyway, there were no murderers, zombies, or ghosts outside; staying in the hallway for a while wouldn’t lead to any trouble.

Certainly, with three options now before Kurosawa, he hesitated.

Helping was a given, but how should he help?

The first option: Act sensibly, place the bag in front of the bathroom door, turn around, and leave without looking.

The second option: Leave the room and wait outside; it wouldn’t take long anyway.

The third option: To prevent the bag from being taken by some supernatural force and disappearing, hand it directly to Ichinose.

Wait, instead of these three options, what he should really consider was… what Ichinose was thinking by bringing things to this point.

She intentionally placed the bag on the bed before entering the bathroom to shower.

Did she do that on purpose for this development?

Or was she just naturally absent-minded, only remembering this matter when she was almost done showering?

“Hikaru-kun~ Hand it to me.”

While Kurosawa was still contemplating in his mind, Ichinose, who had waited for a while without any movement, called out in a spoiled tone.

This sweet coquettish call was like initiating a command sequence for a Gundam.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Kurosawa, who had been motionless for quite a while, awakened.

“Coming.”

He stood up, took a few steps, casually picked up the bag from the bed, and walked straight over.

Thinking from a common-sense perspective?

Considering from a gentleman’s perspective?

What’s there to think about? At a time like this, one should think from the perspective of being a man.

Facing such a rare and opportune moment, how could he afford to miss it?

The distance from the bedside to the bathroom was less than ten steps.

Yet, during this short journey, Kurosawa’s heart was racing.

Ichinose had tied up her golden hair and only peeked her head out of the bathroom. 

However, her fair and beautiful profile, her snowy white neck, and the faintly visible shoulders and collarbone were all incredibly captivating, stirring the imagination.

Moreover, as he got closer, Ichinose’s shy reaction, retracting her head, was especially cute and endearing, making her look exceptionally obedient.

“Thank you.”

In the end, Kurosawa reached the bathroom door. Ichinose’s head had completely withdrawn, and her body was hidden behind the door, with only a moist and snowy white arm extending out.

Certainly, the bathroom door was one of those frosted glass doors where you could vaguely see the silhouette behind it.

Kurosawa handed her the bag without saying anything, he just stared at this door that revealed faint outlines.

After waiting for a while and seeing the silhouette gradually disappearing by the door, seemingly retreating inside again, Kurosawa confirmed that there were no further developments.

“Is that it? It seems that wasn’t intentional just now; she’s indeed a bit naive.”

Realizing that there was no special outcome, Kurosawa couldn’t help but feel a bit disappointed.

Although he was anticipating a more romantic atmosphere for a date with Ichinose, who he found attractive, he was open to a more assertive approach from her as well since they weren’t strangers anymore and had a foundation of feelings.

However, it was evident that Ichinose, despite her alluring appearance, was fundamentally more innocent and obedient.

As for age, Ichinose was already eighteen, surpassing the legal marriage age in Neon, so there was no need to worry about legal issues.

Shortly after, Ichinose came out of the bathroom holding a hairdryer. 

She had changed into a new outfit. 

Even though she arrived last night, she needed to change clothes after finishing her part-time job; otherwise, she’d be all sweaty and unfit for the continued date.

“Bathing feels so comfortable. Hikaru-kun, do you want to take a shower?”

Ichinose blew her hair and asked, seeing Kurosawa sitting on the small sofa nearby.

“No need, I didn’t sweat much.”

“Wait a bit longer. I’ll finish drying my hair and put on light makeup, then we can go eat.”

“No rush, take your time.”

Kurosawa didn’t care at all; he preferred her to take her time.

It wasn’t that he enjoyed waiting for people; it was just that he and Ichinose had entered this love hotel in full view of many people.

When a man and a woman enter a hotel together, it’s easy to guess what they might be up to.

In short, the faster they left this hotel, the more it would appear that he was quick in his actions in the eyes of others.

For this reason, he didn’t mind waiting a bit longer, not for any specific reason, just for the sake of maintaining a certain image.

“Mm-hmm.”

Seeing his patience and willingness to wait for her, Ichinose nodded with a bit of joy.

From 10 in the morning until now, if it were someone else, they might have grown impatient, but Kurosawa had been patient all along, which was really good to her.

After drying her hair and fixing her hairstyle for about fifteen minutes, Ichinose ran to the bathroom mirror and began applying makeup.

Because he was a bit curious, Kurosawa followed her.

“Hikaru-kun, don’t look at me~”

Kurosawa laughed a few times and turned away.

As for what he wanted to say, praising her natural beauty and suggesting she didn’t need makeup, he wasn’t that tactless.

Girls in Neon tended to have an obsession with makeup. It was even a consensus for them to feel ashamed to go out without makeup, more shameful than wearing a super short skirt.

Moreover, makeup could enhance their beauty, and Ichinose enjoyed doing it. He had no reason to stop her.

In fact, when a man claims to prefer a natural look and dislikes makeup, it’s definitely not true.

Preferring a natural look means the girl is naturally beautiful.

Disliking makeup means not knowing what she looks like after removing it.

After tinkering for quite a while, Ichinose finally finished.

“All set, let’s go eat.”

As Ichinose walked out of the bathroom with a smile on her face, Kurosawa silently took out his phone and glanced at it.

“62 minutes? So-so, just about acceptable.” 

Muttering to himself, Kurosawa stood up and left with her.