Rainy Day High School Girl Visit
Today, quite a heavy rain is falling.
And I've been taking it easy for the past few days. Although the situations in various countries remain precarious. Well, it still feels like the world keeps turning.
But being able to stay like this is thanks to delivering a large amount of plant monster drops to Sanada Pharmaceuticals. Without this, I, as an unemployed person, would still be feeling uneasy about the future.
The chaos that started from Shark's SOS led to the discovery of the plant monster dungeon, and with the cooperation of airsoft gamers, we obtained a large amount of plant monster drops. It turned into a remarkably meaningful weekend, a turn of misfortune into fortune.
While doing room cleaning, I reflect on last weekend's events.
Yes, cleaning. It's not that my room was particularly messy, but I can't leave it dirty just because it's my own room. Because I have a girlfriend, I can't afford to leave it messy. You see, when women frequently visit a guy's room, he tends to care about the cleanliness of the room.
Because if the room is messy or dirty, they might think, "Ew, this person's room is so dirty!" And then they'll be disappointed, and I'll go back to being a lonely non-date.
Yes, I must. I absolutely must prevent that from happening!
[Good morning~! Oh, are you still sleeping!? School is starting soon! Wake up, wake up! Ahh, it's so messy in here. You were playing games until late last night, right?]
Saying such things while barging into the room, she kindly wakes me up and tidies up the room, being super friendly and cute like a character only found in light novels.
"Well, cleaning is a piece of cake for me now. Now, come forth, mucus!"
Yes, with a swoosh! I create mucus and pat it all over. It's more flexible than a sticky roller and can absorb dust and dirt thoroughly into every nook and cranny. After making the interior and window frames shiny, I move on to the bathroom.
"Hmm, this is quite dirty with limescale... Take this! Salt Scattering Salt Blast!"
[Zubabababa...! (Crackle crackle crackle...!)]
Hehehe, let me explain. Do you all know about shot-blasting or sandblasting machines? It's also called a blast, which uses abrasive particles to impact the target for processing. In simpler terms, it's a machine that forcefully sprays sand-like particles to strip paint or polish surfaces. When used, metal products become shiny.
"[Gleam!]"
"...Yes! A really good shine. This salt blast is useful too."
The kitchen faucet, once covered in limescale, regained its shine as if it were new. Alright, let's clean the bathroom faucet next.
(However, I never expected Ruka to acquire the [Usurpation] skill...)
I never expected the [Usurpation] skill to be copied...
I was greatly surprised by this, but I somewhat understand it. You see, even though having a teacher job doesn't suit me at all, and Ruu is a special student, due to this relationship, through the transmission of life energy from defeating boss monsters, my skills were transferred to Ruu.
Ruka was the one holding hands with me, and when I asked her about it, she said, 'I was surprised when called after the battle, but I was happy like with the coach! So I held hands.' In short, the happiness I shared with her created some synchronization, leading to this result.
Of course, seeing Ruu alone acquiring rare-like skills, Serai-san and Nina-san, feeling jealous, also begged me for the transfer, but that experiment failed.
It seems a strong flow of life energy is necessary for skill transfer.
Although they were deeply disappointed by the result, I secretly felt relieved. Because their growth is remarkable. And my level has dropped for various reasons. The difference has now narrowed considerably.
With the acquisition of the [Usurpation] skill, their strength will only continue to grow.
However, I do have an idea of how to transfer skills. It's by using the [Female] skill to transform into a woman again. Then, to return to being a man, they will have to touch my chest, and they'll absorb my life energy in the process.
By doing this, it might be possible to transfer skills. I won't do it because it's mentally and physically exhausting, but...
.....
While spending weekdays like weekends, a sudden call came to me.
"(Pfft) Hello, who is this...?"
[Jung, it's me, Shark.]
The caller was Shark.
She seemed to be walking, and there was a lot of noise, maybe because of the rain. Oh, I didn't have Shark's phone number saved. I already have a girlfriend, so I was worried about having a high school girl's contact information on my communication device if Ruka would be jealous or not.
"What's up? Weren't you supposed to be at school today?"
[Yeah... Can I come over to your place today...?]
Shark's voice was a bit hard to hear and somewhat nasal. It's also unusual for her to come over on a weekday. We usually dive into dungeons on weekends.
"Well, I'm at home, so it's fine."
"Okay, I'll come later..."
And with her usual curt tone, the call ended. Wonder what that's about?
Later on, while continuing to tidy up the room and finding leftover mochi from New Year's, Shark arrived.
But what I saw when I opened the door was her teary eyes and swollen eyelids.
She held a transparent vinyl umbrella, and her hairtips and school uniform were wet from the rain. Her appearance was completely different from usual. It made my heart skip a beat.
"W-What happened...?"
"......"
A girl coming over on a rainy day with swollen eyelids like this... I quickly searched my brain for scenes like this in dating sims.
No good! No matches found! What do I do in this situation!?
"Can I come in?"
"A-Ah, of course! Let me get a towel."
Despite her nasal voice and teary eyes, Shark was still Shark. She bravely looked me in the eyes and spoke clearly. I felt embarrassed because I was the one who got flustered by the situation.
Outside, it seems to be raining heavily, and Shark carefully wipes her hair and uniform with the towel I gave her. Her uniform has an idol-like flavor, with navy blue and ivory patches. Despite standing out so much, she doesn't seem to mind. Since it's a patch from the results of battles, Shark probably sees it as a badge of honor.
Meanwhile, I boil some water and brew a warm coffee for her. Since Nana drinks coffee during study breaks, we always have coffee available at home now.
"Here you go, you must be cold and wet. Be careful. I made it a bit hot."
"......"
I offer Shark the coffee as she sits across the small glass table, and I take a sip of my lightly brewed American coffee. Still, Shark remains seated, looking down...
She must have something she wants to talk about but is struggling with how to say it. Being socially awkward and bad at expressing oneself, I understand that feeling. As the older person here, I should sit firm and--
"I'm frustrated...!"
"Huh?"
"I'm frustrated! I want to become stronger! (Bam!)"
"It's hot...! Ouch! Hey, you spilled the coffee!"
Exploding with emotion, Shark accidentally knocks over the small table with the cup, splashing hot coffee on me. What the heck? This girl is scary.
Oh well, I tried to sit firm, but it didn't work at all.
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