The Pretty Girl Next to Me Asks Strange Questions Every Day

21 – Can I see the room?

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“Can I take a look at your room?”

After finishing the meal, Ina said.

This is what happens after all.

After the older sister, who had been talking about a three-way meeting, finished her meal, she prepared to return to her room. I thought she would do something, but it was rather unexpected that she didn’t do anything.

When she asked with her eyes, she caressed her chin.

“I just got a feel for what it felt like while I was eating.”

“What do you mean?”

“Think about it yourself.”

She decided not to think about it because it was annoying.

Then what do you mean? This time, she urged her back with a gesture of her chin. My sister says something with a look of trouble.

“Well, I’d like to talk to that child separately, but it’s rude to interrupt them, right? Because I think it would be better to give them alone time for now.”

“You don’t have to give it to me.”

“What is it? Are you saying you don’t need it because the two of you usually stick together?”

“When did I say that?”

Seeing that she creates fake news in an instant, I think the former newspaper department manager is right. She was admiring it, but her sister snorted.

“Anyway, I’m with him now. I’ll call you later Wouldn’t that be better for you too?”

“Um, what… ….”

It would have been better for me to be alone with Ina than to see Ina and my sister working together to make fun of me. Being teased by Ina happens every day anyway.

My sister raised the corner of her mouth at me, who was vague about the answer.

“Why don’t you give me a tour of the room?”

“My room? No.”

“To watch TV in the living room after bringing in her guests?”

“You know you are not my guest, right?”

“But he’s your friend, right? Till now.”

“Not yet, and in the future… ….”

“Okay, I’m giving you a tour of the room.”

Interrupting her, she waved her hand and closed the door.

I was reluctant to do this and that anyway. Finally she said she wanted to see my room.

She visits Ina’s house and she has seen the room, so she has no way to refuse. If she said no, it was obvious that she would pester me while saying things like plus or minus zero.

I replied scratching my head.

“Do whatever you want.”

For reference, Dad seemed to want to get away from her mother’s restraints and share her story with Inna, but her older sister stopped her by saying, “Don’t disturb them and eat.” Poor Dad.

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I didn’t expect someone to come. Thanks to that, the room was not cleaned at all.

It was fortunate that I did not live a dirty life. The clothes hanging from the chair and the books scattered on the desk were all.

Ina looked at me as I was making an expression of embarrassment.

“It’s cleaner than you think?”

“What did you think?”

“Isn’t the men’s room a bit dirty? There’s a lot of toilet paper piled up, I thought that would be the case.”

Speaks while giggling. …… I really don’t know what you’re talking about. I have no idea, really.

The next place Ina’s eyes were headed was the bookshelf.

“Are there too many books?”

As I said, there are a lot of books in my room. There are two bookshelves full of various books. She had collected everything from the books she read as a child to the books she had recently read, so the amount was considerable.

Ina took out one of her books and flipped through her pages.

“Do you like reading books?”

“Um, what. Yes.”

This has been the case since my family. Even my sister did the same. Even if it looks like that, noona is quite a reader. It wasn’t for nothing that he took over as head of the newspaper department.

If you grow up with parents and older sisters like that, you naturally end up like this.

“I read quite a bit since I was little.”

“I see~”

Ina nodded and looked at me.

“Then I should read some books too.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s a secret~”

Ina covered her mouth and gave a small smile.

Is my liking for reading a reason to read? Is it the judgment that it would be better to tease if there is a common topic? Or to write better articles. Well, maybe something like that.

You should have looked around the room by this point.

I took out a chair for Ina and I sat down on the bed. She nodded her head and thanked her, then sat down.

Come to think of it, she was still in her school uniform. It looks a bit uncomfortable, but is it okay?

“Didn’t you bring a change of clothes?”

“No. It’s in the bag.”

“Then why don’t you change? Aren’t you uncomfortable?”

“How can I change in front of you?”

“I’m not asking you to change here.”

When I went home, didn’t I change well before I left?

Anyway, if you don’t mind, you can leave it alone. There’s no reason to force it unless I’m going to change it.

Eventually, Ina sat down and began to look around her.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m looking to see if there’s anything interesting.”

“I don’t think so.”

“I can’t do that.”

Ina shook her head.

“There is no way an interesting person like you could be born in such a boring space, right?”

“I’m not a very interesting person.”

“No. You can be confident because you’re fun enough. How funny is the reaction you show when I play a joke.”

“… ….”

“Ahahahaha. Look. Did you just have fun?”

Hmm, Ina’s sense of humor seems to be one level higher than others. Or one level lower.

“Anyway, except for sleeping and reading, I do everything on the computer. There won’t be anything unusual.”

“Really? Then what is your computer password?”

“Do you think you will tell me?”

Of course, I put those files deep inside.

Despite what she said, Ina continued to turn her head away. All I see is dizzy. Since she doesn’t have any items that stand out, she might be disappointed with Ina.

At that time, Ina’s eyes were fixed on one place.

“What is that?”

Ina got up from her chair and picked up something from the corner of her desk.

That’s right.

“Did you scrap all the articles you’ve written so far?”

It was a file that organized the articles I wrote last year.

Doing scraps these days. I think I’m too drunk to get drunk with analog sensibility, but it’s for personal collection. No one to see It was something I kept with that mindset.

But, Ina was reading it.

“Wait a minute. Please don’t read it.”

“Why?”

I am reading while asking why. Even if you don’t read it.

“I’m a bit shy.”

“Really?”

She collects the articles she wrote. I’m not into narcissism.

Besides, it was embarrassing to have someone read what I wrote. The newspaper club is also in its second year. I’ve gotten used to it to some extent now, but I can’t get used to reading my writing right in front of my eyes.

Ina tilts her head.

“Why are you ashamed?”

I have nothing to say for asking like that. Hesitating to answer, Ina closed the file and looked me straight in the eyes.

“I don’t feel ashamed at all.”

Ina said that with her serious face.

Just like when she invited her to her own home. She’s not in front of other kids, nor is she the one she used to show only to me. With an expression of firm will.

“She said what she wanted to say…… She thinks it’s great to be able to say it the way she wants to convey it.”

Ina, who continued her words with a subdued voice, seemed to be looking somewhere far away.

To say what you want to convey, in the way you want to convey it. That is a very great thing. Ina said so.

In other words.

Does this mean that it is impossible for me?

Since everyone had different thoughts like that, a question suddenly ran through her head.

Perhaps Ina…….

At that time, the door burst open.

It was my older sister who entered the room. She takes turns looking at my older sister and Ina, then glares at me.

“The atmosphere is suspicious? What have you done?”

“I didn’t do anything.”

“Are you stupid? Should have done it.”

“Are you crazy?”

Listening to the conversation between me and my sister, Ina smiled.

The serious face up until now had disappeared.

As expected, Ina seems to have a strange sense of humor.

“So why are you here?”

When I asked that, she clapped her hands while saying “Oh, sister.”

“I wanted to change at this point.”

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“Let’s talk among the girls for a while.”

Then the older sister took Ina with her.

Her father seemed to be curious about Ina’s voice, but she threw her sister away saying, “It’s something only women can say, so daddy don’t come.”

What are the girls trying to talk about? Are we talking about cosmetics?

I don’t even know when we became so close in the first place. Did the two of you say you were in touch? Well, it’s a combination of Ina, who is full of affinity, and her older sister, who is outspoken from the beginning, so it wouldn’t be surprising if they became close in no time.

I sighed in the room where I was left alone.

There was only a slight scent left in the room where Inna disappeared, so she tickled her nose from time to time.

Every time she felt something wiggling around her chest.

Someone I care about comes into my room and talks about me.

Above all, he straightly affirmed the work that I liked but was ashamed of.

It was only natural to feel some form of satisfaction with that alone.

After being absent-minded for a while, I suddenly looked at my cellphone watch.

It’s ten o’clock now.

It will be time for Ina to go to bed soon.

As she pondered that thought, she heard a knock on her door.

Another sister, she opened the door with the thought that there was.

“Hello?”

There was Ina.

She must have prepared well. Her hair is wet and her clothes are light.

Smooth and white skin. Both cheeks are flushed and reddish. The thin casual clothes that seemed to be prepared as pajamas were a bit large, so the hands were slightly covered by the sleeves. The scent of shampoo wafted from her wet hair.

Everything stimulates me.

I hurriedly cleared my head and said.

“Are you done talking with women or something?”

Ina answered in a pleasant voice.

“Yes. It was fun. Your older sister, are you a good person?”

I don’t know what you were talking about, but he’s definitely not a good person. What kind of words did you trick Ina with?

“So, what, did you come to say good night?”

I asked a question, but no answer came back for a while. She glanced for something and saw that she had her head down and wiggled her fingers.

Why are you doing this? As she questioned, Ina opened her mouth.

“Maybe… ….”

With a nervous, trembling voice.

“Can I sleep with you?”