The Saintess Next Door is a Super Popular VTuber Whose Character was Designed by Me
Tonari ni Sunderu Seijo-sama wa Ore ga Chara-Design o Tantoushita Daininki VTuber deshita
Chapter 7 – Goodbye, and the room will shine again
Once the incident related to Iori’s personal identity leak was over, the three of them started to tidy up the room.
Asumi, who took the lead in the cleanup, instructed them to start with decluttering, and the room would finally――able to be cleaned up.
However, an unexpected obstacle stood in the way of cleaning up.
Iori was a poor person who could not throw things away.
For less than an hour after the cleanup began, Iori and Asumi had been arguing over and over again about whether things were needed or not.
While most people would have quickly thrown things away, Iori was reluctant to throw things away because he thought he could use or need them someday.
The basic principle of tidying up was to start with decluttering and then put away the necessary items.
But because of his frugality, the cleanup had not progressed at all from the decluttering step.
“Why do you need all those gacha capsules?”
“They’re handy for storing rubber bands or packaged toothpicks, aren’t they?”
“But you leave them unused, don’t you? There are many of them. Let’s leave at least one.”
“But hey, they are not broken either. Wouldn’t it be a waste?”
“Are you possessed by the ghost of waste?”
It must have been an extraordinary hassle for Asumi, since this kind of trouble was caused by gacha capsules that each only cost a few hundred yen.
Iori’s obsession with things was so great that she wondered if he had any intention of getting rid of them, since he said it was a waste to throw them away.
The only things she could get rid of right now were the handouts from school and the charging cords that were no longer usable, which made her even more worried about what would happen later.
“I mean, I think I need all of them, you know?”
Iori dropped that remark, and Asumi tilted her head angrily with a smile on her face.
That was reasonable for her to be angry.
“I don’t care anymore. I’m going to tell everyone that sensei’s room is a big mess.”
“W, wait a minute! That’s not good!”
Asumi threatened Iori that he would expose her room on the stream.
If that were to happen, Iori’s image as an illustrator who could do household chores would be obliterated in one fell swoop.
Panicked, Iori’s tone changed as if he were a different person.
“At this rate, we won’t get rid of them in three days. You don’t want this to become public, do you?”
“I mean, how can it? It’s strange that you know about my room from a listener’s point of view, right?”
“All I have to do is tell them that Kankitsu-sensei sent me a picture of his room by mistake.”
“I, It’s filthy!”
“It’s your room that’s filthy, isn’t it?”
Even if he refuted Asumi’s threats, he was instantly repulsed.
Iori had no counterattack left in his hands.
“So, what are you going to do?”
“Why don’t you become a frugal person too, says Tokisaka, trying to solicit.”
“I’ll sign you up for a new room, says I, with a sly grin on my face.
“Yes, I’ll publish this now.”
“I’m sorry, I’ll throw them away.”
He thought that if he joked around with her, she might unexpectedly forgive him, but Asumi did not take him up on it at all.
On the contrary, she tried to leave the room to do a guerrilla stream, so Iori had no choice but to obey.
Thus, he finally decided to throw things away.
Thereafter, Iori regretfully threw away his trash as if he were sending off a fallen ally.
“It’s just like a child who has been scolded by his mother. In the virtual world, it’s the other way around……. I want to be scolded too.”
Ruru, who was watching the scene from the side, muttered in a whisper.
“Phew…….. It’s finally getting pretty, isn’t it?”
“Aaah. Gaufre cans, cling wrap cores, prize figure boxes……”
“Haa~haa~, I’m tired ……♡”
The half-day cleaning process was now in its final stages, and the floor of Iori’s room, which had been overflowing with things, now looked better.
Wiping away the sweat, Asumi was happy that the room was clean, Iori was thinking about the trash he had parted with, and the other one was feeling some sense of accomplishment.
“Now, the last one. This corner is all that’s left.”
“Shall we just throw them all away?”
Iori, worn out from the decluttering, grumbled in desperation.
The only thing left to clean up was the stuff that had been gathered in the downstairs living room that had passed through the decluttering process. Considering this spacious 2LDK room, he was amazed that they managed to get this far in half a day.
It must have been due to the hard work of Asumi, who had excellent housekeeping skills.
“Don’t be desperate. I mean, we’ve already done the decluttering, all we have to do is put it away.”
“Albums are so heavy and dull, aren’t they?”
“Certainly they are a huge amount of albums. Is it some kind of reference material?”
As Ruru said, there were quite a large number of albums piled up in the living room.
Obviously, it was too much for Iori alone. It looked as if these albums were the albums of a family.
“No, they are family albums.”
“I see. But why did you go to the trouble of bringing albums from your parents’ house, Tokisaka-san?”
“Because my father and mother said they would throw them away. Even you would think it’s wasteful, don’t you, Minase?”
Iori told her nonchalantly, and Asumi, looking quite surprised, looked up from the album to Iori.
It was not surprising that Asumi had such a reaction, as albums were not usually thrown away. Ruru also did not speak, not knowing what to say.
“I don’t think they have any emotions or anything. That’s the kind of parent they are.”
“I’m sorry, I asked unnecessary questions.”
“Mm? It’s no big deal. My parents are rather strange and this is normal.”
He said it in a matter-of-fact tone, but Asumi and Ruru were puzzled. Asumi thought she had stepped on a land mine and fearfully apologized.
Iori, on the other hand, looked at them curiously and asked, “Did I do something to make you feel uncomfortable?” as if the three of them were failing to communicate with each other.
“W, well. Everyone has their own way of thinking.don’t they?”
“Y, yes, I think so. Now, let’s clean up the mess.”
Ruru said not to make waves and resumed her work, then Asumi followed her and began to move her hands.
With that, the big cleaning day off came to an end.
“Thank you both for your hard work today”
“Thanks for your hard work, Senbongi-san. Thanks to you, it all looks so clean now.”
“After all, you do office work as well, don’t you?”
“No, no, no. Minase-san was also very skillful. It was a good job.”
Despite all the twists and turns, the cleanup was completed without incident. Iori, Asumi, and Ruru were exchanging compliments with a glass of juice in their hands.
After all, the MVP of the day had to be Asumi. She had to confront Iori’s frugality and successfully handled the weirdo Ruru to clean up the messy room in half a day.
“For now, thanks to the two of you, it’s now clean. I really appreciate your help.”
“I never thought that Kankitsu-sensei would be someone who couldn’t get rid of things.”
“Really, I had no idea what to do when you started saying I needed everything.”
As Iori bowed down politely, Asumi called him “Kankitsu-sensei,” and gave him a stinging remark. Iori could not say anything back to her, and since he had caused her so much trouble, he had no choice but to apologize apologetically.
“Well, well, it’s good that the place is clean now, isn’t it? So, I’m going to take my leave now.”
“Ah, thank you for your hard work.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
Ruru, while quieting them down, stood up looking at her watch. The time was just before six in the evening, and it was almost time for the night to fall.
Iori and Asumi saw her off at the spot.
“Huh? Are you not going home yet, Minase-san?”
“Ah…… no, I’m about to as well! Tokisaka-san, then.”
“O, oh. See you.”
Normally, Asumi would be leaving with her, so it must have been very strange for Ruru to see Asumi remaining there.
Asumi, who was going to be treated to dinner by Iori, was not aware that she should be leaving his place. By Ruru with a question mark on her face, Asumi finally realized and hurriedly began to prepare to leave.
There was no way she could have told that her dinner was being taken care of. It was somewhat embarrassing, but it was better not to divulge anything unnecessary.
Then Iori made eye contact with Asumi, saying that she should pretend to go back home for now.
“Umm, I’ll see you later…….”
As she was leaving, Asumi’s cheeks flushed a little red, and whispered in his ear. Then, Asumi quickly followed Ruru.
“Okay, and please stop doing that…….”
Iori, who was unexpectedly startled again like three days ago, pretended not to hear the sound of his own pounding heart, and made his way to the kitchen.