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V4 I’m Gonna Live with You Not Because My Parents Left Me Their Debt But Because I Like You Chapter 4

The Beginning of the Second Term

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Chapter 4: The Beginning of the Second Term

The summer vacation, filled with various events like an avalanche, was over, and today marks the start of the second term. Apart from Kaede’s busy one-week part-time job, there were no issues, and it ended successfully.

“Ugh… The second term starts today. The lazy days with Yuya are coming to an end…”

“That sounds like something a person leading a lazy life would say, Kaede-san. We got up at a reasonable time every day during the summer break, right? We didn’t stay up too late, except when…”

“The only time we stayed up late was when Akiho-chan, Yui-chan, and the others had a girls’ night out. You should have joined us, Yuya.”

Kaede said with a hint of regret, pouting her lips. But I think it’s not appropriate for me to join a girls’ night out.

By the way, this girls’ night out was held at Yui’s house, and the usual four of us participated. I haven’t asked what they did, but Kaede reported to me with just one sentence, saying it was really fun.

“Anyway, Kaede-san. We should start getting ready soon, or we’ll be late. Please don’t be late on the first day of the second term?”

It’s currently 7 a.m. Though we’ve finished breakfast, Kaede-san is still in her pajamas, and her hair is a bit messy. Despite having little time, she’s staring at me with a relaxed look.

“What’s wrong, Kaede-san? Is there something on my face?”

“No, there’s nothing. I was just thinking how cool you look today, Yuya. Ehehe.”

“…Thanks. You’re cute too, Kaede-san.”

“Ehehe. Since Yuya called me cute, I can do my best today. Can I ask you to do the dishes while I get changed?”

“Of course,” I replied, and Kaede-san hurried to the bedroom. I’m a bit worried if we’ll be okay on this hectic first day, but I started soaking the dishes in water.

“But it’s good that Kaede-san is feeling better. The part-time job was a right decision. It was unexpected that they asked her to continue.”

While doing the dishes, I couldn’t help but chuckle, remembering Kaede-san’s last day at her part-time job.

Flashback begins

“Thank you for your work until today, Kaede-chan. Here’s your pay in this envelope, even though it’s not much. Use it for a date with Yuya.”

Motoko-san handed Kaede an envelope. It was the first time Kaede earned money on her own. She took the envelope with trembling hands and held it close to her heart with affection.

“Kaede-chan, if you want, why don’t you continue working here? Meiwa High School doesn’t prohibit part-time jobs, and if anyone says anything, I’ll speak for you.”

Motoko-san asked her.

According to Motoko-san, the number of customers and sales increased unbelievably during the period Kaede worked there. It makes sense, as Japan’s cutest high school girl was serving in a maid outfit.

In this era of SNS, if you post about a cute waitress, it spreads instantly. Curious people come to the store and spend money. Customers are happy to see Kaede in a maid outfit and her smile. Motoko-san and her team make a profit, and Kaede gains experience interacting with many people. It’s a win-win-win situation.

“It’s a very tempting offer, but… I’m sorry, Motoko-san. The job was fun, and the customers were nice, but I want to cherish the time with Yuya. So, I’m sorry.”

Holding my hand tightly, Kaede bowed deeply. Seeing her like that, Motoko-san didn’t get angry or disappointed but just smiled and asked.

“Have you found your dream for the future?”

“…Yes! I feel like I’m finding what I want to do! Thank you so much, Motoko-san.”

Kaede’s expression was completely different from before the job, radiant and mature. The childlike aura was gone, replaced by a dignified and determined look.

“If you can make that face, everything will be okay. Yuya, take good care of Kaede-chan, okay?”

“Of course. We’ll support each other and keep doing our best.”

“Hehe, you two really are like a married couple. If anything happens, contact me anytime. I’ll be supporting you from behind.”

“Thank you, Motoko-san! Oh, one last thing, about that maid outfit───”

Flashback ends

“I wonder what happened to that maid outfit. What did Kaede-san and Motoko-san talk about when she left…?”

As I carefully arranged the washed dishes in the draining basket, I found myself mumbling alone. Considering it was Kaede who made several provocative comments on the first day, I had assumed she would buy and bring home the maid outfit with her earned salary. A small part of me was looking forward to seeing it again, so I was a bit disappointed.

“Hey, Yuya. There’s something I want to show you… is that okay?”

Just as I sighed in disappointment, Kaede returned to the living room and asked in a sweet voice. Without thinking much, I turned around.

“Of course, but what’s up with that outfit─ what!?”

Standing there was Kaede, dressed in vivid cherry blossom-colored underwear. It was a treat to see her like a late-blooming cosmos, but why now?

She was supposed to change into her uniform, yet her blouse was merely draped over her shoulders, unbuttoned, and she wasn’t wearing, or even holding, her skirt.

“…Can you explain what this is all about, Kaede?”

“Ehehe. What do you think of this underwear? Isn’t it super cute?”

Kaede leaned forward, showcasing her ample curves as if flaunting them to me. Her skin was healthy and lustrous, and her body was gracefully slender. Her waist was slim with no excess, perfectly balanced with her full hips, like a goddess of beauty depicted in paintings.

“I recently realized my bras were getting tight, so I went shopping with Akiho-chan for new ones!”

Now that I think about it, she mentioned something similar before and made Yui cry. I had an inkling about this change, as we often bathed together. Although her overall figure remained the same, the fact that only her bust had grown was remarkable. Maybe she should share her secret with Yui?

“I can’t share the secret even with Yui-chan! It’s all thanks to Yuya, who lovingly massages them every day… Teehee.”

“Can you not make things up, please!? I have never touched Kaede’s… br… I mean, chest in reality, okay!?”

Blushing, I retorted, even though her playful, cute sticking-out tongue couldn’t deceive me. I hope she hadn’t given the same answer to Akiho-san. If so, how am I supposed to face school from now on?

“Hey, Yuya. You just said ‘in reality’, right? Does that mean you’ve touched, licked, or sucked my breasts in your dreams?”

Kaede’s eyes sparkled mischievously as she approached me with large strides, licking her lips. Her expression was seductive, and her bare skin flushed. It was a clear sign she had transformed into predator mode.

“The thing earlier was just a slip of the tongue, okay? So, could you calm down a bit?”

“Hmm… That’s strange. You’re not denying everything else? Even if it was a slip of the tongue, aren’t you denying that you did those things to my breasts?”

She continued to move closer, her breath quickening, and a faint sweat glistening down her collarbone into her cleavage. Involuntarily, my body temperature also began to rise.

“Of course, I wouldn’t do such things! I’m not that frustrated…”

Though I understood the urge to touch, the idea of licking or sucking was something else… Wait, what am I even thinking about?

“Is that really true? If Yuya wishes, I’m always welcoming. You can do whatever you like with me.”

Kaede wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered hotly in my ear. The sensation of her full chest pressed against me and her slightly damp skin felt like my brain might melt. The surreal situation of being seduced by a half-naked, beautiful girl in the early morning, in the middle of changing into a school uniform, was eroding my reason.

“I’m so lonely, Yuya. Even though we bathe and sleep together every night, you always gently hug me and stop with just a kiss. Am I not attractive enough?”

“That’s not true… Kaede is very attractive…”

Kaede nibbled my earlobe and ran her tongue over it, asking in a sultry voice, causing me to wriggle my body. As I resisted the ticklish sensation and pleasure, she taunted me further, trailing her finger down my cheek slowly.

The slender, flexible finger traced my neck, chest, and then reached my navel. I involuntarily swallowed.

“No more… please, stop, Kaede.”

“Wrong, Yuya. You’re not asking correctly. If you want someone to stop, you need to be more polite, okay?”

Blowing hot breath as if scolding me for not doing it right, she continued to lower her finger. To preserve the last shred of my reason, I abandoned my pride and pleaded with the fallen goddess.

Breathing hot enough to cause a burn, Kaede declared it was a punishment for not doing it properly and continued moving her finger downwards. To preserve the last bit of my rationality, I cast aside my pride and pleaded with the goddess who had fallen from grace.

“Kaede… please, I’m begging you. Stop, no more of this.”

Though I myself find it embarrassingly feeble, I have to speak up, as failing to do so would lead to irreversible consequences. This is evident because upon hearing my request, Kaede’s face trembles with an unprecedented mix of joy and excitement.

“Ah… Yuya, you were incredibly cute just now. Those moist eyes and wistful voice. Your face twisted in a blend of shame and thrill. Show me more of this Yuya, known only to me…”

While speaking in a drenched voice, Kaede’s fingers near my lower abdomen – but just before they reach, I snap back to my senses and hastily chop her on the head. It was a struggle to shake off the devil whispering in my mind, promising the utmost pleasure if I just gave in.

“Ugh… Yuya’s chop is more painful than usual. I thought my head would split open. Be gentler, please. You’ll make me cry.”

“I’m sorry. But you’re also to blame for getting carried away, Kaede. It’s morning, not night! We have school… wait, what… huh!?”

Glancing at the living room clock, it’s nearly 7:30. Leaving now would get us to school just in time for the start of the day. It’s not the time for such intimacy, yet Kaede, half-dressed, clings tightly to me again.

“Kaede, when we return from school, I’ll hug you as much as you want. For now, can we resume getting ready?”

“…Yuya, you just promised, right? That you’ll continue this when we return? I’ll hold you to that.”

“By ‘continue’, I mean hugging, okay? Definitely not what was happening before, alright!?”

“I’m not listening! But still… ehehe. Despite being with you every day, I’m happy to discover new sides of Yuya!”

Saying so, she twirls and dances gracefully towards the bedroom. Just before leaving the living room, she turns to me with a sly smile.

“I look forward to seeing your tormented face tonight, Yuya.”

“…Hurry up and get dressed! And don’t expect to see that face again!”

“Hehe. The thought of a strong-willed Yuya begging… it sends shivers down my spine! I can’t wait for tonight!”

Ignoring my firm protests, Kaede heads to the bedroom, melting in delight. With a resigned shrug, I let out a deep sigh.

“What am I doing in the morning…” I think, torn between the distress of our antics and the thrill of being seduced by the bewitching Kaede. Luckily, the excuse of having to go to school saved me from the predicament, but I dread to think what will happen on a night when we’re alone.

“…Maybe I’ll stay at Shinji’s place tonight.”

The best strategy is sometimes a retreat. Instead of bravely facing Kaede’s onslaught, a courageous withdrawal is sometimes necessary. This doesn’t mean, absolutely not, that I’m too chicken to embrace Kaede.

◆◇◆◇◆◇

Despite the perfect autumn weather for the first day of the new term, Kaede and I are exhausted before even reaching school.

It’s all because of Kaede’s overly bold advances since morning, forcing us to dash from home to the station. And yet, this beautiful girl walking arm-in-arm with me complains,

“I told you we wouldn’t be late if we walked as usual. Now we’re both drenched in sweat because you ran.”

She pouts, clearly displeased. The difference between running from home to the station or from the station to school is trivial, and arriving at class sweaty would surely stir up the boys.

“Would something happen if I sweat?”

“Well… it would be a big deal. Seeing the nation’s cutest high school girl’s see-through bra would be an incident in itself.”

The excitement of high school boys during summer isn’t just due to swim classes or lighter clothing; it’s the thrill of seeing underwear through a sweaty blouse. My classmates in the baseball and soccer clubs, and even the seniors, bond over this topic.

“If we leave home early, we won’t sweat much, and the air-conditioned train will help. But running to school… that’s why I rushed.”

That concludes my explanation. Please forgive my selfishness for not wanting other boys to see my cute Kaede.

“Hehe. I love it when Yuya gets possessive. I’m glad you care. I don’t want other men to see my underwear either. Don’t worry, I have a light cardigan in my bag for such occasions. I’ll wear it in class, so it’ll be fine even if my blouse is see-through.”

Kaede, with her cheeks slightly reddened, giggles and comes closer to me. The fresh scent of verbena should have been calming, but the feeling of her marshmallow-like touch causes my heart rate to soar.

“Thank you for being considerate, Yuya. But don’t worry. For times like this, I have a thin cardigan in my bag. I’ll wear it in class, so it’s okay even if my blouse is see-through.”

“…I see. That’s a good idea.”

“It’s also useful when the classroom’s air conditioning is too strong.”

Kaede says with a wry smile, admitting it’s still too hot to wear it outside. This means I don’t have to worry until the weather changes to winter clothes.

“By the way, Yuya, do you want to see my see-through bra?”

“…What? Why would you ask that?”

“I heard from Akiho that a see-through bra is a man’s romance. If Yuya wishes, I could recreate it at home for you?”

“Sorry, Kaede. I acknowledge it’s a man’s romance, but I can’t comprehend anything beyond that. Can you explain it to me?”

Recreating a see-through bra at home? What does that mean? Isn’t this a bit too much for the first day of the second term?

“Well, it means taking a shower in the uniform and…”

“Good morning, Yoshizumi! You and Hitotsuba are as lovey-dovey as ever this morning.”

Interrupting Kaede’s words, Nikaido hits my back with her bag while greeting me.

“…Good morning, Nikaido. You’re as refreshing as ever today.”

Her expression is as clear and refreshing as a cloudless sky, and the prince of Meiwa-dai is still thriving in the second term. But it’s kind of painful, so I’d appreciate it if she could be a bit gentler when greeting me tomorrow.

“That depends on you, Yoshizumi. It’s already autumn, but your heat only seems to be getting hotter. I’ll consider being gentler if you tone it down a bit.”

Nikaido whispers in my ear while gently rubbing the spot where she hit me. I shudder at her sudden action, and a look of surprise carves itself on Kaede’s face.

“Well, I’ll go ahead then. It’s nice to be lovey-dovey, but don’t dawdle and be late!”

Leaving those words behind, Nikaido strides away briskly. Watching her leave, Kaede tightens her embrace. It’s a bit painful, but it feels nice to be wrapped in her warmth.

“Mmm… Yuya, I won’t lose, you know! I won’t let anyone have you! You are my future husband!”

Kaede puffs her cheeks like a blowfish while speaking in a ‘that’s final’ tone, pushing me to the brink of being knocked out. Her cuteness is unfairly overwhelming. I gently pat her head, thinking about her overwhelming cuteness.

Normally, this would calm her down a bit, but this time, Kaede strengthens her guard and mutters in a low voice.

“I had a vague feeling, but it seems Nikaido still has feelings for Yuya…”

“…Kaede?”

“This is still a situation where we can’t be complacent… I need to work harder too! Ei, ei, mmm!”

Kaede clenches her fists with determination, renewing her resolve. I worry she might overwork herself like that time and collapse, so I hope she takes it easy. And I wish she’d trust her future husband a little more.

“I am the top candidate for Yuya’s wife! There are no others!”

“That’s right. I can’t think of anyone but you, Kaede, as my wife, and I’m glad we feel the same. But───”

“But what?”

“We really need to start heading to school, or we might not make it in time for the opening bell.”

I broke the desperate truth to a puzzled Kaede. We had ample time initially, but now we’re at the point where even a leisurely walk might make us late.

“…Are we going to run again?”

“…If we walk a little faster, we should, probably, maybe make it in time.”

“Hehe. That’s a very uncertain kind of reassurance.”

Kaede smiles faintly and starts walking, pulling me along with her. Despite the anxiety about this second term morning, I hope it brings many more memories as I follow her.

In the end, we had to jog, but we managed to reach the classroom just before the bell, barely avoiding being late.

That was a relief, but because of our hurry, I entered the classroom with Kaede still arm in arm, drawing envious and hostile gazes from the boys. Kaede, however, was unfazed and seemed delighted.

“Whoo-hoo! Full throttle from the first day of the second term, eh, Kaede-chan?”

As I settled into my seat, Otsuki, as energetic as ever despite the autumn season, immediately approached Kaede.

“Good morning, Akiho-chan. Ehehe. Unusually, Yuya kept his arm around me all morning, so I’ve been happy since dawn.”

“That’s great to hear. And I heard from Ai-chan! You worked part-time at ‘Heritage’ at the end of the summer break! Why didn’t you tell me? I would have come to see you!”

“And Kaede-chan, you wore a maid outfit, right? Was the skirt long or short? Answer me, Yuya!”

Otsuki grabbed my shoulder with a force that seemed impossible for her small frame. I don’t know where she gets her strength, but her fingers are painfully digging in. Could you let go, please? And maybe step back before Kaede gets angry?

“The skirt was, of course, long, Akiho-chan. But more importantly, maybe you should let go of Yuya now?”

See? Kaede is smiling while manifesting a Hannya and a dragon and a tiger on her back. She has this scary smile when she gets angry, which Otsuki should have experienced several times already.

“Ah, ahaha… Right, a modest long skirt. I kinda guessed it from Yuya’s reaction!”

“Lying isn’t good, Akiho. You knew about Hitotsuba-san working there and the skirt detail when Ai-chan told you, right? Then why ask Yoshizumi again?”

One problem subsides, only for another to emerge. Otsuki, trying to laugh it off, has her shoulder tapped by Nikaido. Like Kaede, she’s smiling, but her eyes blaze with fire, and a pitch-black oni appears behind the sharpened figure of the girl.

“Uh… that’s because… I thought it would be funny to see Yuya flustered if I asked him…”

“There was no need to grab his shoulder for that, right?”

“…Yes. What Ai-chan said is correct. There was no need for me to grab Yuya’s shoulder. I’m reflecting on it.”

Otsuki admits her fault, her shoulders drooping. Despite the occasional annoyance, it felt like our normal life was returning after a month and a half.

“Well, let’s stop picking on Akiho for now. With the second term starting today, what do you think is coming up?”

Nikaido poses the question with a smug look. He unnecessarily looks good doing it, and the female students around are all stunned by his side profile.

“There’s only one thing that comes to mind for the second term, right?”

“That’s right. It’s a grand event for Akiho-chan, who loves festivals.”

“See, Akiho? Everyone is looking to you for the answer.”

Encouraged by their setups, a smile returns to Otsuki’s face.

“Hehehe. Can’t help it! Since everyone’s asking, I’ll answer – it’s a favor to the world! The biggest and best event of the second term is – yes, the cultural festival!”

Otsuki answers with pride, and in that moment, her bosom, rivaling even the uniform-clad Kaede’s, bounces significantly, drawing gasps from the boys, which I didn’t miss. The same goes for my friend Shinji, who glares sharply at them, silencing them with his usually gentle demeanor turning intimidating.

“Last year, we did a café, right? It was easy to prepare, and we had good sales.”

“We did a haunted house, right?”

“Yeah, it was the class consensus. It was tough staying late at school every day for preparations, but it was really fun.”

Back then, I was in a different class from Kaede and didn’t even know her. To me, Kaede Hitotsuba was an unapproachable flower.

“The reason our café did so well was because of Kaede-chan. Seniors and even students from other schools came in droves.”

Considering how customers flocked to ‘Heritage’ just to see Kaede, it makes sense. Our haunted house, however, had poor turnover and wasn’t cost-effective.

“It got so crowded we had to limit entry. We need to be careful not to let that happen this year.”

“That would be nice, but… probably impossible, Kaede. Just look at Akiho’s face.”

Following my gaze, Otsuki wore an indescribably evil grin, resembling a scheming demon king, but sadly, there were no heroes in this setting.

“Hehehe. I’ve been thinking about what to do ever since I returned from Okinawa, only able to sleep at night, but I got an idea after hearing from Ai-chan!”

“So you did manage to sleep at night. And your idea is – let me guess…”

“Just as you imagined, Yuya! This year’s cultural festival, our class will run a café! Not a simple one with aprons over uniforms like last year, but a pure and charming maid café!”

The moment she announced it, the classroom erupted in excitement and cheers. In the midst of this, Nikaido and I were dumbfounded, Shinji gave a wry smile, and only Kaede applauded. Perhaps her consultation with the manager of ‘Heritage’ at the end of her part-time job was in anticipation of this?

“Hehe. Sorry, Yuya, but that’s classified.”

Kaede shushed me with her finger on her lips, smiling. Too cute for words, really.

“You’re stretching your nose too much over Hitotsuba-san’s cuteness, Yoshizumi. It’s pretty gross.”

“…Thank you for your sharp words on the first day of the new term.”

Nikaido-san, please sugarcoat it a little more next time.

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I’m Gonna Live with You Not Because My Parents Left Me Their Debt But Because I Like You

I’m Gonna Live with You Not Because My Parents Left Me Their Debt But Because I Like You

Ryoushin no Shakkin wo Katagawari Shite Morau Jouken wa Nihon’ichi Kawaii Joshikousei to Issho ni Kurasu Koto Deshita., 両親の借金を肩代わりしてもらう条件は日本一可愛い女子高生と一緒に暮らすことでした。
Score 8.4
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Artist: Released: 2020 Native Language: Japanese
The main character, Yoshizumi Yuya, was being pressured into paying off the debt left by his parents who had fled abroad. It was his classmate, Hitotsuba Kaede, chosen as the cutest schoolgirl in Japan, who saved him from this crisis of life and death. However, there was a catch. The condition required to fulfill in return for taking over his debt was — “In return for the loan, you have – to live with me.”“Why did that happen?!”Yuya’s daily life collapsed on this day.“Yuya-kun. Let’s take a bath together.”“Yuya-kun, please be my hug pillow.”“That’s enough, Hitotsuba-san!”The slapstick love comedy between the beautiful, but easy-going Hitotsuba Kaede and the serious and hard-headed Yoshizumi Yuya, starts now!

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