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"That's Anna."
"Anna?"
When Mizuki came home from school, I asked her about the girl.
Of course, I kept the part about the adult magazine and my crotch to myself.
"She's a student at our middle school. Her full name is... Anne Flora Vallière, I think? It's kinda long, so everyone just calls her Anna."
Hearing her name made the unfamiliar girl feel more real.
Though, honestly, the fact that I hadn't even noticed her living in the same apartment was entirely my fault.
"Wait, old man, why are you asking about her? Don't tell me you've already 'eaten' Anna or something? She's pretty, you know—great figure too."
"W-what?! Of course not! I just passed her on the stairs, that's all!"
Mizuki's vulgar insinuations made me sound like some kind of pervert. But her guess wasn't entirely off—after all, Anna had seen me in a compromising state.
"Hmm… So, Dad, you like foreign girls more than your own daughter?"
Aika glared at me with cold eyes. I'd clearly stepped on a landmine.
"N-no! I was just curious about our neighbors, that's all. We'll probably interact more from now on, and since she lives here, she must go to Northwest Middle School too, right?"
Sure, I'd been distracted by her figure, but I hadn't done anything wrong. Besides, it's not weird to be curious about someone living in the same apartment.
"Well, Anna does go to Northwest. She's not in our class, though, so we don't really talk much."
The way she said our class implied Aika had been placed in the same class as Mizuki.
First-Year Class A, Kutsuki Aika.
That was Aika's new position at Northwest Middle School.
"But isn't it nice? Having someone you know in the same class."
For Aika, who knew nothing about Northwest, Mizuki's presence must've been reassuring. Even someone as proud as Aika would find comfort in having a familiar face. Being a transfer student already made her stand out, so having Mizuki—who lived in the same apartment—around was a big help.
"Not really… She's just a weirdo who makes me stand out even more."
Despite her words, Aika didn't seem entirely displeased. She must've been feeling some anxiety about her new life too.
"But is Anna an exchange student? This apartment seems a bit small for homestay."
Small—the word stung, but Aika didn't seem to mean anything by it.
Realistically, the tiny one-room Sazanami-so wasn't suited for homestay. Staying with a host family meant sharing a room with them—including any male members.
If Anna were staying with us, that'd mean living in the same room as me. Given my unusual relationship with Aika, that kind of arrangement would normally be unthinkable.
"Nah, Anna's been in Japan since elementary school. Apparently, her whole family moved here from France because they loved Japan, but her dad's always away on business, so it's mostly just her and her mom."
...Since elementary school? That meant she'd been living at Sazanami-so for years. And yet, I'd never even noticed her. I really was a shut-in.
"So she can speak Japanese?"
"Fluently. She probably knows more difficult words than I do."
Ignoring Mizuki's questionable remark, Aika seemed genuinely interested in Anna.
Having two classmates in the same apartment was a big deal for her. If things went well here, it'd soften the blow even if her new school life didn't work out.
"If you're that curious, I can go get her right now."
"Huh?"
Before we could react, Mizuki dashed out of the room without hesitation.
A short while later, voices echoed from downstairs.
"W-wait, Mizuki-chan, I'm still in the middle of a bath—"
"Relax, relax! You can finish upstairs if you want!"
"That's not—we're outside right now!"
"It's fine! No one's gonna see!"
"That's not the point—"
"And even if they did, who cares? You've got a body worth showing off!"
"I don't want to show it off—wait, this isn't even your place!"
"Here she is! This is Anna from Room 102!"
After what sounded like an insane conversation, Mizuki returned—dragging the girl along with her.
A blonde girl, wrapped in nothing but a bath towel, her body still damp.
She really had been in the middle of bathing.
"Wha—WHAAAAAT?!"
The half-naked blonde girl was, understandably, panicking.
She'd probably assumed Mizuki was taking her to her empty apartment. Walking outside in just a towel was already crazy, but maybe she thought it'd be fine for a few seconds.
But then she was brought face-to-face with me—an adult man.
The same man who'd exposed himself to her just that morning.
Naturally, she froze, her face burning red.
Though covered by the towel, the curves of her chest and hips were unmistakable.
Her damp, smooth skin was unbearably alluring, flushed with heat.
Her wet blonde hair clung to her reddened cheeks, making me swallow hard.
She looked way too mature for a middle schooler.
"U-um… th-thank you for earlier…"
Even in this situation, the girl managed a polite bow.
Was she staying put out of courtesy? Or did she just not realize how seductive she looked?
"Uh… h-hi…"
I had no idea where to look. It was wrong to see a middle schooler as a woman, but her body was too erotic.
She seemed just as flustered, stealing a quick glance at my face—and lower half—before looking away.
She definitely remembered this morning.
The fact that the police hadn't called meant she hadn't reported me, but she was clearly on guard.
If I said the wrong thing, she might blurt out what happened to Aika and Mizuki.
"Let me introduce you. This is Mr. Kasahara Koichirou and his daughter, Aika-chan. She just transferred to Northwest Middle School today."
At Mizuki's introduction, Anna looked genuinely surprised.
"Mr. Kasahara… you have a child?"
A fair reaction. I'd always been seen as a single, childless salaryman by the apartment residents. For a guy like me to suddenly have a middle school daughter was shocking.
"W-well, we were living apart until recently."
Officially, Aika and I were father and daughter who'd been separated for a long time.
Our last names didn't match, and we looked nothing alike, so there were plenty of holes in the story. But it was still better than being seen as a single man living with an unrelated middle school girl.
"Aika, this is Anna, the girl I told you about. She's so harmless she wouldn't even kill a mosquito, so don't worry."
I wasn't sure if don't worry was directed at Aika or me, but Anna seemed as harmless as a small animal.
Aika seemed to sense it too.
"Kutsuki Aika. Nice to meet you."
She held out her hand to the blonde girl, unfazed by her foreign appearance. Very much like Aika.
"Kutsuki…?"
Anna seemed puzzled by the different last name, but she must've decided not to pry. She quickly took Aika's hand.
"I'm Anne Flora Vallière. Since it's hard for Japanese people to say, just call me Anna."
Even though they were the same age, Anna used polite speech. Maybe it was just her personality. Either way, she'd probably loosen up over time.
For now, the mood between them was calm.
"You can call me Aika. Let's get along."
On her very first day, Aika had made her second friend.
I still felt guilty for making her live in such a tiny apartment, but at least it had its perks.
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