Chapter 158

Although she is capable of cooking, she lacks the motivation to do so when living alone, and it has been a long time since she has smelled the aroma of hot food like this.

Even takeout food is usually served warm.

Her mother can cook too.

However, I only made it for her when she was little.

As she grew up, her mother's position at the company rose, her salary increased, and she gradually became busier.

I cooked for her a few times after that, but the food always turned out terribly.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Haihara placed the stewed potatoes and meat in the pot on the table, along with rice.

"Come and eat, it took a little longer than you expected."

Haihara wiped her hands with a napkin as she spoke coldly to her.

Kuroki Yuka thanked him, then sat down at the dining table and looked at the stewed potatoes and meat on the table.

Although both are stewed potatoes and meat, they look quite different from what I remember. Haihara probably looks much better than her mother's. The smell is somewhat similar, but they are actually quite different.

"It's freshly made, hasn't been touched yet, so please enjoy it."

Perhaps seeing Kuroki Yuka's silent demeanor, Haihara- san said something and then left.

After Haihara left, Kuroki Yuka was left alone at the dining table, gazing at the mouthwatering dishes.

Feeling the warmth of the autumn day, Kuroki Yuka picked up her chopsticks and took a bite.

"... tasty."

She was talking to herself.

Even with the filter of memories, Haihara's potato stew was still delicious, tender and sweet, with a thick and rich broth. Just one bite was enough to whet my appetite.

During the meal, Kuroki Yuka had something that was very important to her.

Miss Haihara didn't seem to have served very much rice.

Generally, when entertaining guests, people will try to give them more rice, but the amount that Haihara gave her was just right for her. Perhaps she was taking into account that girls can't eat much, or perhaps it was Haihara's own habit.

This made Kuroki Yuka feel a sense of familiarity.

Kuroki Yuka very hungry.

She hasn't eaten anything since she woke up.

My sleep schedule and diet have been a complete mess lately.

And upon closer reflection, she realized it had been a long time since she had eaten a properly prepared meal like this, using household bowls and plates instead of disposable chopsticks.

While she was eating, she could occasionally hear some ambiguous conversations between Ms. Haihara and Ms. Kougami behind her.

She heard the sound of kissing.

Then Haihara- san said with a hint of disdain:

"Don't do this when there are guests; wait until we're going to sleep."

The chewing motion paused for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

The stewed beef with potatoes gradually warmed her stomach, and the long-lost lamplight made her feel very cozy.

After finishing her meal, she cleaned up the pot and bowl herself and put them in the kitchen. She then looked around for dish soap or something similar, intending to wash the dishes for Haihara- san, when she heard Haihara- san's voice behind her:

"No need to help me clean up. I'm planning to watch a movie later, and washing dishes is too noisy."

"Oh..."

Kuroki Yuka didn't persist and obediently removed her hand, but her hand was now sticky with some potato and meat stew broth.

She had no choice but to raise her hand, and after returning to the living room, she said to Haihara:

"Could I use the restroom to wash my hands?"

Since they lived in the same apartment building, and the layouts of her home and Haihara's home were similar, she easily found the bathroom.

After carefully and repeatedly applying hand sanitizer, she began to rinse her hands.

The tap was making a gurgling sound.

Kuroki Yuka looked at herself through the mirror.

It was then that she felt a little embarrassed and shy, because the image she saw in the mirror was rather disheveled for a high school girl. Although she wasn't bad-looking, her hair hadn't been properly combed after washing, and her clothes weren't neat either.

I never imagined that my neighbor, whom I wasn't very close to, would see me like this.

She awkwardly touched her hair, combed it with her fingers, and patted her face, trying to make herself look more energetic.

Recalling the taste of the stewed potatoes and meat he had just eaten, Kuroki Yuka felt a strange mix of emotions welling up inside her.

Her fingers slowly stopped on her cheek, lingering there, while her gaze wavered slightly.

As she looked in the mirror, she saw something in the bathroom that she probably shouldn't have seen.

She paused for a moment, then looked more closely at what was behind her in the mirror.

Hanging on the pole were pieces of clothing, none of them very big, probably to be washed soon, or to be changed into after a shower.

Of course, there were also some more intimate garments...

It's perfectly normal to hang underwear in your own bathroom, and since you're a woman yourself, you generally won't be suspicious.

But... these styles are all so daring.

Kuroki Yuka's own underwear tends to be more mature, but real adult underwear is definitely different.

Especially regarding sizing.

Judging from the size of the lingerie here, it can be roughly determined that they all belong to Ms. Haihara.

Haihara- san's size... is really quite mature.

Kuroki Yuka swallowed subconsciously, feeling a little nervous.

Although she should have left the restroom, she couldn't resist looking at it a little longer because she had accidentally seen it.

As she was looking at it curiously, she noticed a pair of underwear that didn't seem to be the same size as Haihara's.

The underwear was hanging in the corner; it seemed a bit small, probably because the person wearing it had a small bottom.

Of course, I'm not saying that Haihara is fat.

It's just... like the underwear of a child about her height.

Even the design looks somewhat familiar.

Kuroki Yuka n't resist taking another look at the underwear.

It's purple, with lace patterns and butterfly designs; it's very pretty, and the coverage area is quite large compared to Haihara's.

"... Eh?"

As she looked at him, Kuroki Yuka felt he looked increasingly familiar, and then she fell into a daze.

These underwear look so much like the ones Miss Lily took off her.

Chapter Ninety-One: Tears Burst Out

After countless thoughts flashed through her mind, Kuroki Yuka still couldn't understand why she would see her own underwear in Haihara's bathroom, the very underwear that had been taken away by the villainous Witch when she was Magic girl.

However, given her exceptional intelligence, she could no longer deceive herself.

After considering all the possibilities, only one fact remained in her mind.

Miss Haihara... is that Miss Lily?

Actually, this isn't something unacceptable; in fact, it's quite reasonable.

Haihara- san gave her the impression of being a mysterious Witch who hid her true identity, and her temperament was also similar to that of Lily, not to mention that it seemed like everyone called her Lily.

Moreover, Miss Lily had been leaving her underwear hanging there all this time.

"..."

For a moment, Kuroki Yuka still in a daze, having just learned the truth.

More questions followed.

Does Haihara know her true identity now?

--Yes, I know.

During her trip to R'lyeh to obtain the Magic Crystal, she went berserk while acquiring Magic Crystal and was forced to revert to her original form by Miss Lily. From that moment on, Miss Lily saw her true face.

In other words, the aloof and taciturn older sister who lived next door had always known her true identity.

After figuring out this fact, Kuroki Yuka did not feel any danger.

Her first thought was whether Haihara- san, if she were Witch with powerful Magic Power, would be aware of what she did every day.

Even if there's a thick wall between them, and they can't hear or see each other, if they had Magic Power, they might be able to see into the next room.

So what she does every night, isn't it...?

Thinking of this, Kuroki Yuka's face turned deathly pale. The unease she felt was just like when she was a child and almost got caught by her mother for reading forbidden books.

But, Miss Haihara, you wouldn't be that bored, would you?

However, if she's monitoring you, you might accidentally see her calming down your teenage turmoil, and then you might despise yourself for it.

After a moment of surprise and uncertainty, Kuroki Yuka calmed down and decided to leave the bathroom first.

After all, it's very impolite to stay in someone else's bathroom for too long.

After coming out of the restroom, Ms. Haihara was still unaware of anything amiss. She lay languidly and beautifully on the sofa, leaning gently against Ms. Kougami, their faces facing the television screen that was playing a movie.

Kuroki Yuka a very good memory.

So she remembered that when she first knocked on the Haihara family's door, there probably wasn't a television inside.

She walked up to Miss Haihara and bowed.

Thank you for your hospitality. Please allow me to return the favor tomorrow.

Although my understanding has changed, my gratitude remains the same.

Haihara- san maintained her aloof demeanor, but slightly turned her gaze towards her and said:

"I'll look forward to it."

It's hard to imagine that such a mature and handsome adult would steal my underwear and hang it in my bathroom for more than two months.

Seeing Haihara's appearance, Kuroki Yuka felt a chill run down her spine for some reason.

She used to really enjoy wearing skirts, but lately she's started to feel insecure about it.

After Kuroki Yuka thanked and said goodbye to Haihara- san seemed to remember something and glanced at the door that had just been closed.

The living room was now occupied by two people again.

The guests had just left when Kougami could no longer suppress his desire, pulling Haihara into his arms and kissing Haihara ear.

She gently stroked Haihara's hair, twirling and playing with it in her hands, while biting Haihara's soft and delicate earlobe, feeling it slowly warm up from its coolness.

Haihara seemed to be used to this, letting Kougami Kage kiss and gently bite her while she played with the new ring on Kougami's slender finger.

However, Kougami Kage soon made her feel a little itchy.

Her gaze shifted from calm to slightly cold as she looked away at Kougami Kage, who was pressed against her, and said indifferently:

I'm going to the restroom.

But Kougami Kage lingered, nuzzling against her, his hand still stroking Haihara's hand.

Let's go together.

It seems that even when Kougami Kage goes to the restroom, he wants to keep an eye on Haihara.

Haihara was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly:

"I'm not in the mood for that kind of fun lately."

As she spoke, she gently shook off Kougami Kage's hand, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom, leaving Kougami Kage alone on the sofa looking unsatisfied.

The night was still long, Haihara decided to pick out some underwear to wear that night.