Please keep in touch
I quickly grabbed his arm and we got into the elevator, and the next thing I knew I was inviting him into my room.
If I think about it calmly, it was a dangerous action no matter how you look at it, but I wasn’t calm at all just now, so it can’t be helped.
Now that I’ve calmed down a bit, it’s normal to think that it’s dangerous to invite a man I’ve just met into my room, or that I shouldn’t let my guard down with a stalker.
But earlier I was really confused and all I could think about was what would happen if the media found out.
Although he looked confused as to whether it was really okay, Norihiro obediently followed along, and now, just as Akari had urged him, he was sitting in the pink chair with a slightly nervous look on his face.
I’m so sorry that it doesn’t suit me at all.
In this month’s magazine feature he was sitting on a really cool antique leather sofa, so why is it that all he has at home is a cheap 990 yen chair?
Perhaps there was no longer any need to hide it, so Norihiro took off the cap he was wearing.
The same faces I’ve seen on TV and in magazines appear, and they’re so dazzling I can’t look at them.
When I’m stared at by a beautiful face, I feel uncomfortable and I don’t really know what expression to make.
Facial expressions aren’t the only thing you have to think about.
No matter how much he thought about where to start, he couldn’t come up with anything, so it was Norihiro who slowly began to speak.
“Well, let me introduce myself again. I’m Saiga Norihiro.”
“… My name is Akari Sakakita.”
“Yeah, I know. I’m sorry for scaring you so much.”
By “various things,” I assume you were referring to the letters that came in periodically.
Kihiro glanced at the stack of letters and for just a moment a bitter look crossed his face.
“I intended to send the cheesecake to your house, but it ended up arriving at the wrong house. I had specified the time in my letter yesterday, so I couldn’t just not give it to you. I left a note saying that I’d leave it in front of your room and was planning to go home right away.”
“is that so……”
“For now, can I have this?”
“Um, yeah… yes. Thank you…”
After accepting the box, I gave a small bow while expressing my gratitude.
I don’t know if this was the right reaction, but when Norihiro received the cake he looked a little relieved, so I guess it was okay.
There was another moment of silence from then on, and although it was not visible to the naked eye, there was an obviously awkward atmosphere.
Why, why has it turned out like this?
The person sitting here is an idol I’ve always loved, and I’m just a fan.
It feels strange that they’ve sent me letters and know where I live, but the premise shouldn’t change… No, I wonder. I don’t know.
Maybe the premise will change.
If Norihiro is a stalker, then maybe he’s my biggest fan.
No, no, that’s not possible.
No matter how much I think about it, I can’t get it together, and I don’t know what to do from here.
I think Norihiro had been waiting for Akari all this time and was gazing at her quietly.
However, it seems they felt that things wouldn’t progress if they waited any longer.
As if speaking to a child, the words slowly began to form from her closed lips.
“Hey, if you won’t listen, I’ll just tell you what to do, okay?”
“Y-Yes.”
“Yes, thank you. I’m nervous about saying it again, but I hope you’ll listen carefully.”
As he said that, he gave me a shy smile, and it was me who became nervous.
“Everything I wrote in that letter is true. I like you, and when I see you looking tired I just can’t help but want to be nosy… I’m the one doing all the things I want to do, so thank you for accepting all of that.”
“No, thank you very much… Thank you for always giving me sweets, energy drinks, and bath salts…”
“Hmm… I’m glad you used it, but it’s usually dangerous, so in the future, don’t open any packages you don’t remember opening.”
“fart?”
I feel like I’ve just been scolded in between my words of thanks…
“And next, ah, the reason why I fell in love with you.”
“picture……”
“I met you when you came to the lucky draw handshake event and I got interested in you, so I stole the winner’s personal information and found out your name and address, even though I know I shouldn’t do this.”
“……!”
Now that I think about it, the letters started coming in around the time of the handshake events.
I’m glad that you were concerned, but I see, that’s how you can be identified.
That seems a little scary to me.
“I was able to identify your SNS account right away from your name, but I think you’re being a bit too careless. I was able to easily find out your commute route, the nearest station, the stores you frequently visit, and where you live. Please be more careful.”
“picture……?”
“But despite that, he never wrote anything that would convince me that he was a fan of mine. I didn’t have the confidence to approach him, thinking that maybe he was at the handshake event on behalf of a friend, so I just waited and saw what was going on through his letters.”
I made a fuss about Norihiro on a private account and tried not to make it public.
So, I guess I can understand why people think that, but more than that.
“Is my post really that dangerous…?”
“I thought it was a stalker-friendly story.”
“…I’ll be careful.”
I thought only my friends would watch it, but yeah.
I’ll be more careful next time.
Since it was Norihiro, it’s okay this time, but I don’t want to have another scary experience like what happened at the entrance earlier.
“I was actually planning to wait and see for a little longer, but I can’t hide any longer so I’ll tell you.”
“picture,”
“I like you. Probably more than you think.”
“…hk.”
“I love you, and I worry about you. Please stay by my side as my lover.”
“……fart?”
Just now, I was confessed to.
But somehow, I don’t know what it was, but it looked like there were a few parents among them.
“Am I no good enough?”
“Um, well…”
“I want a proper answer. Will you go out with me?”
He continued talking, ignoring the question mark in my mind, and when he tilted his head with that face I loved so much, I had no choice but to nod.
Before we knew it, we were dating and had exchanged contact information.
“I’ll try to keep in touch as much as possible, so please reply as much as you can.”
“That’s fine, but…”
“If you’re going to be coming home late, just let me know. I’ll come and pick you up if I can.”
“But, uh…? Is it okay for celebrities to do something like that?”
“I’ll do it well so that I don’t get caught. I’m not as careless as you.”
Norihiro lightly pats Akari on the head, who calls her careless, and stands up, saying, “Maybe next time.”
As he walked to the entrance, Norihiro stopped dead in his tracks and turned his gaze towards Nijitori and Akari, looking a little annoyed.
“Also, please stop inviting men into your room so easily. Please be aware that you are doing something extremely dangerous.”
“…If it weren’t for Hiro-sama, I wouldn’t have given it to you.”
“I… well, I won’t attack you now. In a situation like this, if you felt like it, I would have done something.”
“……Huh?!”
The way he said it wasn’t joking at all.
The fever I had forgotten about suddenly rose, and I could tell my face was bright red without even looking in the mirror.
I nodded along with the flow, but the reality of “dating” seemed to become a little more apparent.