Moreover, she actually felt it was a bit of a shame for Miyako to be paired with Akira.
What virtues and abilities does that boy have to marry such a beautiful wife?
And the treasured daughter of Miyako Family…
If Akira, who always talks about lying flat and giving up, were to become a live-in son-in-law, what would happen?
It's best for Shion to take the lead and train Akira to be a henpecked husband, to prevent her from following her own old path.
"In any case, given the current situation, living under the same roof is a good opportunity for Miyako. You will have many chances to interact with him; try to get to know him better."
"Yes, I will."
"Hmm, then tell me your clothing size, and I'll get you a set of loungewear tomorrow."
"Thank you, Granny."
Just then, Akira, who had changed into a jinbei, returned, walking in while wiping his hair with a towel.
"I'm done washing, pretty fast, right!"
Granny Kobayashi's expression instantly changed, as if her gentle demeanor towards Miyako earlier was all fake, and she furiously lectured Akira.
"You stinky boy! Wipe your hair dry before coming out! Don't drip water everywhere!"
Akira pretended not to hear, stuffing the tracksuit in his hand into Miyako's arms.
"Here, it's your turn to wash. Wear this after you're done."
"Okay, thank you…"
Miyako reached out and took Akira's tracksuit. The oversized jacket and pants would probably be loose when worn.
She recalled a type of attire called 'boyfriend shirt,' which refers to a girl wearing only her boyfriend's oversized white shirt, barely serving as a dress. Because it's subtly revealing, it looks very provocative and is highly sought after by many men.
It seems every guy wishes his girlfriend would wear a boyfriend shirt at least once…
However, Miyako's situation was the complete opposite; only the inner layer was missing, because Akira's tracksuit short-sleeved shirt was taken for washing.
And there was no change of underwear either, meaning that after bathing, Miyako would have to wear this tracksuit directly on her bare body.
Her entire body wrapped in Akira's tracksuit…
Even though almost no skin was exposed, Miyako felt inexplicably ashamed.
"Then I'll go back to the room and wait for you, old woman. Hurry up and get the bedding out; I'm sleeping in the living room tonight."
What greeted Akira was Granny Kobayashi's wonderfully rustic, curse-laden scolding, which even a Japanese person couldn't match.
However, in the end, Granny Kobayashi still took out a new set of bedding and a pillow. It wasn't for Akira's sake, but rather out of concern that this boy, Akira, might shamelessly try to share a blanket with Miyako.
Even if Akira promised he wouldn't do anything, when young men and women sleep together, the possibility of becoming a beast is greater than being worse than an animal.
Granny Kobayashi didn't trust Akira's willpower. A guy who spends all day thinking about lying flat and living off others, could he resist not eating what's put in front of him?
This boy would surely devour everything and then try to get away with it!
But she now knew that the young Shion's romantic feelings were sealed by herself.
She still needed time to slowly realize her emotions.
At this moment, if the rice was cooked, it would be bad.
It would distort the girl's views on gender and love.
Thinking of this, Granny Kobayashi remembered an old item, something that could come in handy to help Akira and Miyako maintain a subtle distance.
"Hey, you stinky boy, come with me to the warehouse."
"What for?"
"To move something. With that, you won't have to sleep in the living room."
"Oh? What is it?"
"A double bed."