The Top Idol Next Door Can't Help But Crave My Guilty Pleasure Meals-Chapter 4Volume 2 .2 - Ill wear anything for you?

ROUND 4 – I’ll wear anything for you? 2

“…”

“…”

It’s been about ten minutes, yet only the ticking of the wall clock can be heard in the room.

Suzufumi, sitting across from me at the low table, has a blank expression.

He looks awkward, maybe also a little anxious. He seems restless and constantly gripping and releasing the hem of his T-shirt.

“…What? You said you had something to tell me.”

I manage to squeeze out the words.

I can’t seem to switch my emotions off, and my voice comes out more curt than I thought it would be.

“…that, I thought I should explain myself.”

“What for? I’m not even mad at you?”

Wait, am I really this bad at controlling my emotions?

Specifying that I’m “not mad” is just like admitting that I am mad.

“Suzufumi, it’s your life, so I think you can hang out with whoever you want? And coming over to a girl’s room like this is just an everyday thing for you, isn’t it?”

My mouth moves on its own, constantly spilling words I don’t mean to say.

This just makes it even harder for Suzufumi to talk.

“…there was supposed to be a parent-teacher-student meeting yesterday, and Rika just happened to be there. It might sound like a lie, but I want you to believe me, Yuzuki.”

What Suzufumi is saying isn’t impossible.

Kishibe-san’s sudden visit to the apartment wasn’t the first time it happened.

But that doesn’t mean I can just cast aside my doubts so easily.

“There’s nothing for Yuzuki to worry about. I’m sorry if I made you feel worried.”

“…I’m worried? About what?”

I probe just a little bit deeper.

Does that mean he realizes how I feel? Or is it just a general statement?”

“…What I’m saying is, I didn’t lay a finger on Rika or sensei. Ah, to be precise, I did take care of sensei when she was drunk, but there were no ulterior motives… that’s all…”

Groaning with a troubled look, he places a hand on his forehead. Seeing Suzufumi this flustered is quite rare.

Strangely, my heart starts to feel lighter.

I’m happy that he’s seriously trying to clear up my misunderstanding.

“…Alright, I get it. I’m fine now. I’ll believe you.”

I answer with a smile. The haze that was deep in my heart had somehow disappeared before I knew it.

Suzufumi’s tense expression instantly softens, and I can’t help but feel my heart skip a beat.

“I mean, I know that Suzufumi isn’t a womanizer.”

“You seemed to be really mad, though…”

“Did you say something?”

“No, nothing.”

As I giggle, Suzufumi also lets out a smile.

“Well, I guess I’ll be heading home then.”

“Ah, already?”

“Yeah, you already had dinner with Emoto-san today, right? Besides, don’t you have a recording session early tomorrow?”

“…That’s true, but…”

I could faintly smell food on Kishibe-san and Mikamisensei when they came out of Suzufumi’s room.

The aroma of meat and fish, along with the wholesome scent of whole grain.

Maybe the three of them had been enjoying an afternoon tea together.

The haze that had once cleared in my heart was now reappeared again.

I was simply jealous. They had a fun time together, but he did nothing for me?

But of course, I couldn’t possibly ask him to cook for me. That would be tantamount to falling for his meals.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea popped into my head. I could pull it off because I’m an idol, and it would also be the perfect answer to captivate Suzufumi as a fan.

There was no way I would let him go home so easily.

I called out to Suzufumi.

“I need to grab something from the bedroom, could you wait for me for a moment?”

What I was about to do was essentially mark my territory.

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“Suzufumi, sorry to keep you waiting.”

When I returned to the living room from the bedroom, Suzufumi’s eyes widened in surprise.

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“How is it? Does it suit me?”

“O-oh…”

Of course he’d be surprised. I had suddenly changed from my loungewear into a maid outfit.

“So, what do you think?”

“…Well, it’s not bad.”

Scratching his cheek and looking away—Suzufumi seemed flustered.

Ha! He’s totally nervous! This is it! That’s the reaction I wanted to see~!

Watching Suzufumi blush filled me with pride. My tired body from work was instantly infused with energy.

The maid outfit I was wearing wasn’t the classic type you’d see in a mansion but a gothic-lolita-like modern design outfit.

The decolletage was quite open, making it feel breezy.

Even though I had bought it cheaply online, the design was quite elaborate.

A black dress with a white apron and a fluffy headband.

The fabric was thick, and if the chest exposure was a bit more modest, it could easily pass as a uniform for a maid cafe.

It’s been a while since I’ve made an idol move to win over Suzufumi as a fan.

My chosen strategy was a photo session.

It’s a classic fan service where idols and fans get together in the same frame with a camera, capturing a unique pose on film.

When I was just starting out, I was closer to my fans, so I used to do photo sessions more frequently than now.

By taking pictures at close range, I could plant a strong memory in the fans’ minds, and by having them display the actual photo at home, they would keep thinking about their favorite idol even when we were apart.

It was indeed marking territory.

“But why do you even have a maid outfit?”

“I gave you a photo book the other day, remember? It was decided then that I’d also wear a maid outfit, so I was studying the angles for the shoot. I also have costumes with pannier-type skirts like this, so I sometimes practice the choreography while wearing them. I’ve got a variety of other things in my closet too, you know?”

——I never thought I’d use it for this purpose, though.