My Stepmom's Daughter Is My Ex: Volume 9 [Parts 1 to 9] by Kyosuke Kamishiro

My Stepmom's Daughter Is My Ex: Volume 9 [Parts 1 to 9] by Kyosuke Kamishiro

Author:Kyosuke Kamishiro
Language: eng
Format: epub


Beasts are Just Biding Their Time

There was still time before sunset, so I decided to stop by Isana’s house. She was the type to get so engrossed in her work that she’d forget to sleep or eat. Since she’d avoided failing finals, there was nothing left holding her back, meaning she was most likely throwing herself into her art.

If her parents weren’t around, she might have forgotten to eat lunch. If that happened, it fell on me to get food in her stomach.

I sent her a message and got back a response saying that she’d leave the door unlocked, so I could come inside. I felt like she shouldn’t have been so trusting like that, but I wasn’t too far away, so it would probably be okay.

After arriving at the familiar entrance to her home, I walked down the hallway to her room and knocked.

“Isana, I’m comin’ in.”

Since I’d walked in on an awkward situation before, I decided that this time, it’d be better to alert her to the fact that I was here.

As expected, she was hunched over her desk, peering down at her tablet. It almost felt like a spiritual experience as I watched her move her pen with such fervor across the screen.

Realizing that the day would be over by the time she looked up at me, I decided to call out to her again. “You eat lunch?”

“Mm... Not yet.”

Thought as much. It’s already nighttime, though. I didn’t hear anyone in the living room, meaning that Natora-san was most likely not around. I’d gotten permission to use their kitchen before, so I decided to whip up something simple for her. But just as I began to leave, I realized something. Isana’s hair was greasy.

I moved closer to her and pinched her hair. “When was the last time you took a bath?”

“Huh?” Isana’s head flew up, and she began scratching her head as if she’d remembered something. “Now that I think about it, I didn’t take one yesterday.’

“Take a shower. I’ll make you something in the meantime.”

“I don’t wanna—” She began to protest, but was promptly cut off by the rumbling of her stomach. She looked down at it. “I suppose I’ve no choice. I’ll take a slight break.” She stretched and then finally stood up.

The two of us left her room with her going to the bath and me going to the dining room. I opened the fridge and found enough rice for one person, plus a few ingredients. Guess fried rice’ll do. I poured oil into a pan and fried some egg and scallions, and then stir fried them with the rice. Finally, I added soy sauce, salt, and pepper for flavor.

“Mizuto-kun...” Just as I plated the simple fried rice, I heard a pitiful moan from the bath. “Mizuto-kun! Please come over here...”

What does she need? I walked over to the bath and saw Isana poking her head out of the changing room.

“What’s up?” I asked.

“I forgot to bring a change of clothes...” Oh, yeah. She went in there empty-handed.



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