I (30), Who Works for a Black Company and Died While Regretting My Gloomy Life, Started Over From High School! - 67. Your name…?

67. Your name…?

I, Kanako Nihama, was in a very unique situation.

I’m in the familiar bathroom of the Nihama household.

The fact that I’m in my house and I’m soaking in my bathtub here is completely normal.

“Fu … Oh, it’s warm. My cold body is coming back to life…”

However, when a beautiful girl of the highest class is bathing with you, your normal bathtub is instantly transformed into an unknown paradise.

(Wow… too much… what amazingly sexy white skin… it’s like taking a bath with a Budokan-class idol. It doesn’t feel real…) [ED: The Nippon Budokan, often abbreviated as just the Budokan, is a world-class indoor arena that hosts martial arts contests and musical events. This arena has hosted performers such as the Beatles, ABBA, Pink Floyd, and others. It is an idol’s dream to be able to perform on such a stage, which is the kind of light Hanako is viewing Haruka in.]

It’s good that I’m small so we can both soak in the hot water with some room to spare. Despite the fact that we both have towels wrapped around our bodies, the destructive power of the two melons floating in front of us is enough to overwhelm the chattering me to the point of exasperation.

Her long hair easily curled up with hairpins, her neck’s nape, which was completely exposed, her thin white shoulders, and her face, which was once again too beautiful to be seen up close, were all dangerous products that could destroy reason. Even though she was a woman, I was so excited that my nose was about to bleed.

“But I’m sorry for barging into someone’s house and even taking their bath…”

“No, no, no, no! I owe you a favor, so don’t be like that!”

When we arrived at the Nihama house with this kind woman’s hand in tow, we were no longer soaking wet to the point of toweling off, and in all likelihood, we needed a bath immediately.

My mom and brother weren’t home, so I quickly prepared a bath and told her to take a bath first, but she said, “I don’t care, you take a bath first! You’ll catch a cold!” She didn’t give in, and we got into a little trouble.

And I eventually lost my temper and said, “Oh my God! You’re such a softie! Then let’s go in together since we’re both women! Then everything will be alright!”

When I said that I was desperate, the sister said, “…Yes, that’s right. If we don’t, we’ll both be too cold and reserved. Let’s go with that!” She adopted the idea.

“But more importantly, are you sure you’re okay? I’m really sorry that I made you take a bath with me in a house that you don’t know and that I made a crazy suggestion on the spur of the moment..”

“No, no, no! I’m the one who agreed to come in with you, and I’m not in any trouble! I had a real problem with being soaking wet in the first place, and I’m very grateful!”

She really seems to think so, and she smiles at me over the short distance between us in the bathtub.

Wow… this person is truly beautiful on the inside…

“Yeah, thanks for calling out to me, ma’am.. You really helped me out!”

“You’re welcome. I’m glad that I could help.”

With a soft, graceful manner, she accepted my thanks.
I’m not sure what to say, but I’m going to try… She feels like a princess who has come down to meet the villagers in the town.

By the way, I’ve been wondering about… something, for a while now.

“I’ve been looking at you for a while now. How did you grow those breasts? And your skin glows so brilliantly! If you have a secret, I’ll get down on my knees and ask you for it!”　

I know I’m a beautiful junior high school girl, but I hate my body shape. I don’t want to be stuck in this Lolita style forever!.

The body of this woman is my ideal, and I would like to find out how to cultivate it.

“What? No, I don’t do anything in particular. I eat a lot and sleep a lot, but I don’t have any particular secrets…”

“Whoa! I thought you might be, but you actually were born lucky! It’s not fair that you automatically have such a perfect body!”

“Also, please don’t say so much about my body anymore… It’s embarrassing. Sometimes my friends tell me that I’m just a little bigger than normal.”

Not just a little! Not a “little bit” at all!I’m certain your friend is super jealous of you!

As I was lamenting the unfairness of the world, the sound of rain became louder again.

Apparently, the weather was still raging.

“Wow, it’s still raining. Today was a bad day… I set it straight to change the mood a bit, but it still got soggy..”

“It looked really good on you. Do you usually wear your hair differently?”

“Oh, yeah. Most of the time I have twintails like this.”

I made a tuft of hair with both hands and twirled my twintails.

I often wear my hair like this when I’m at home for whatever reason.

“Oh, I love it! It looks so good on you. …Wait, is that…? That haircut…”

“Yeah? What’s wrong?”

As soon as she saw me in my twintails, she stopped moving for some reason and stared at my face.

What’s this? I’m embarrassed to have such a beautiful woman staring at me.

(Oh, crap! I just realized that I haven’t even given my name to her yet. But it’s strange, I know I’ve seen this woman somewhere…)

But no matter how much I try to recall it, I don’t remember ever meeting anyone with such a strong aesthetic impact.

But I certainly remember seeing this dainty looking person somewhere. [ED: This line is from Haruka’s perspective. It’s the only one that’s like this.]

I’ve seen you even though I haven’t seen you…?

For example, videos, photos… ah!

“Ah, aaaah! That’s right! A while back, my brother showed me a class group photo with you in it…!”

“Oh, oh!　Yes, my memory and your image finally match!　You’re… in the city yesterday…!”
“Shijouin-san? You’re Shijouin-san!”

“The girl who was with Niihama-kun…!”
We both turned to each other in surprise.

“Ehhhhhhhhhh?!”

Our two confused voices echoed in the bathroom, where the only other sound was the rain from outside.