Ch 13 - What is a Yandere?

Chapter 13



I explained the situation to Yamazaki.

"Hiroto, you're so cool, it's like a hero saving the princess, with one punch knocking out the little rogue unconscious." Yamazaki said as he looked at me with admiration.

"That expression of yours look so freaking perverted, and whaddya mean by cool, look at my hand, the doc said that I'll need at least a few days to recover, and what's more I dont have the cash to pay for the medicine, it's Miwa who helped me pay first; I plan to sell off my home's land deed before paying back Miwa, then rent a house, working part-time while schooling, and the rest............. after I found Asaka nee-chan than I'll think more about it."


Eyes wide with surprise, Yamazaki exclaimed: "You aren't going to live at my place any more? Even though you could live here as long as you like, why bother renting out a house.... don't tell me that you're not treating me like a friend?"

I scratched my head awkwardly as I said: "Nah, it's because I felt somewhat embarrassed to keep living in your place, what's more is that I wanted you to help me with a favor."

"But........ what kind of favor do you want me to help out with."

"Yamazaki, since your family is so wealthy, your parents surely knows many friends too, my tou and kaa san used to work outside every day, so I don't really know much of their friends, so when I wanted to ask for help, I don't know who to start asking.... that's why I wanted you to help me find a buyer who would buy my house's land deed."

"That's simple, I'll help you look for one." Yamazaki thumped his chest with a <you-can-count-on-me> expression on his chubby face.

"Yamada obaa-san, go ahead and help prepare some bites for Hiroto and Miwa, since they haven't eaten yet from morning." After hearing out my request, Yamazaki turned and said to Yamada obaa-san.

"Understood, Yamazaki-sama."

Yamada obaa-san who was in the midst of mopping the floor bowed upon hearing Yamazaki's request and proceeded into the kitchen to prepare some food.

Proceeding towards the couch where Yamazaki was sitting on the middle portion, I sat onto his left to watch television together; Miwa who was standing near the door had no choice but to sit onto the right side of the couch, all the while having a lingering eye staring onto me.

(Hiroto's side face also looks so handsome....)

After sitting on the couch, I realized Yamazaki was watching some sort of food channel, which probably explained why he was so fat in the first place.... after a short while of watching the television introducing various delicacy around the globe, I  felt my tummy go "gu~ lu~", which made Yamazaki and Miwa chuckle. I felt slightly embarrassed when luckily Yamada obaa-san's voice timely appeared.

"Hiroto-sama, Miwa-sama, it's time to eat."

Miwa flashed a smile as she said: "Thanks Yamada obaa-san."

"Miwa-sama is too courteous, this is well within my duties; Hiroto-sama and Miwa-sama please enjoy your meal."

After saying that, Yamada obaa-san went on to continue mopping the floor, while me and Miwa sat onto the kitchen dining table, Yamazaki meanwhile still had his eyes glued onto the television's food channel.

Seeing the palate of delicacies on the table, Miwa took a spoonful and chewed.

"It's really delicious." Miwa proclaimed.

Tempted, I gulped my saliva in hunger, before proceeding to use my right hand to grasp a spoon to eat some food, but when my right hand just held up the spoon, it started to weakly tremble, with a "ba- dang" sound the spoon fell onto the floor.

"Damn, could it be because of my right hand's injury?"

"I'm sorry Hiroto, it's all my fault, otherwise you couldn't use your right hand to eat already, so.......... for these few days allow me to spoon-feed you Hiroto." Miwa's tone actually had a mixture of both excitement and......... happiness? ? ?

And thereafter, perhaps purposefully, Miwa used her spoon that she had bit before to spoon-feed me.

"Hiroto, open your mouth, say ahhhhh~ "

"I don't need you to spoon-feed me, I still have my left hand."

"Don't be stubborn, come on, later when the delicious food turns cold it won't be that pleasant to eat already ~"

And when I wasn't paying close enough attention, Miwa took the opportunity to quickly stuff her spoonful of food into my mouth.

"Urrk, Miwa you.....whoa!! Yamada obaa-san's cooking is really delicious, Miwa I still want some more!!"

Ten minutes later, I sat lazily on the dining chair and burped; all the food on my plates was being fed to me by Miwa, but Miwa's had already gone cold, which made me slightly uneasy, hence I apologetically said to her: "I'm sorry for that Miwa, your food turned cold because you fed me."

"It's alright, seeing Hiroto eat made me full already."

Hearing these familiar words, I felt that as if the person in front of me suddenly resembles a certain someone.

"Asaka nee-chan........ wonder if she had eaten already."

In a dark gloomy room, Asaka suddenly sneezed cutely. "It's ototo-kun who's thinking about me isn't it, you must wait for me ototo-kun, when I'm done with what I'm doing, I'll go look for you, then we'll never be apart again." Afterwards Asaka continued to concentrate doing what she's currently busying with.

(TL: Uh, what she is doing, you would know in later chapters. It's kinda messed up and what i can say without spoiling anything is that, as expected of an extreme yandere, it is really top notch ideology of what a yandere would do. Sigh, poor hiroto.)

"Don't worry Hiroto, your nee-chan is definitely all-right."

Seeing the confident demeanor on Miwa's face slightly eased my worried and aching heart.

At this moment Yamazaki walked into the kitchen and said: "Come on Hiroto, let's go play some video games."

"Are you planning to take advantage of this right now?" I raised my hand, showing Yamazaki.

"Come on, that small injury should be nothing to you, let's play already." Yamazaki used a pitiful tone to plead with me.

Miwa who was beside me suddenly says: "I'll substitute for Hiroto."

Me and Yamazaki looked at her and said unaminously: "Miwa, you could play?

"How would you know that, if I haven't tried yet." Miwa's lips curled into a confident smile.

We arrived at Yamazaki's room, as Yamazaki expertly switched on his PC and loaded the game.

"Hiroto, how do you play this, teach me." Miwa said to me with a slight stern tone.

"Hahahaahaahaaa, you don't even know how to play, Miwa you're doomed to lose." Beside her, Yamazaki pealed in bouts of laughter.

"Miwa, are you quite sure on this?" Slightly suspicious, I said.

"I'm sure, if not, why don't we make a bet?"

"A bet? On what?"

"If Hiroto loses, then you'll have to kiss me, and if I loses, then I'll listen to anything Hiroto asks me to ~" Miwa placed a finger on her lips while saying so with an air of mystery.

I wanted to reject that offer, but my darned mouth had unknowingly already agreed to it!!!

(TL: uh, disclaimer, author phrased it like that. I tried to make it so that it IS readable without as much as spoiling how it looked.)

Watching the gameplay that had already started, Miwa's first round quickly came to an end - she lost.

"Again."

Second round ended in her defeat once more, the third round had her slightly being able to counter back, and by the fourth round, beyond my expectations she managed to win.

"That was my mistake, continue." Yamazaki became slightly annoyed as he said so.

The fifth round was Miwa's win, sixth too, and after that, it was as if the God-of-War had possessed Miwa, for her fingers danced quickly and agile-y onto the keyboard.

Miwa and Yamazaki kept playing till 8pm in the evening, after the fourth round, Miwa had never lost a single match; her agile and swift skills already made me speechless; I watched her gameplay until my legs were both numb from sitting down.

"I lost, I give up." Yamazaki moved backwards and sat down while frowning unhappily.

Turning around from the screen, Miwa's chilling smile made me slightly unnerved: "Hiroto~ it's time to fulfil your bet ~"

-ch 13 done-

(TL note: "-san" is used for politeness when you call someone's name, "-sama" is used when you want to describe someone whom your serving, like a maid to her master)

(TL note2: "from now on, TL comments made by me will be in a normal font without the greyish line to differentiate it from the text easier.)