My alarm clock goes off at 5 in the morning, I gather a change of clothes and slowly make my way to my bedroom door. Peaking my head out, I look around for any of the girls, I see none. I begin sneaking through the hallway and down the stairs, heading to the hot spring bath. I didn't want to wake anyone up, so I moved as quietly as possible. I soon made it to the bath and sighed with relief as I walked in.
Suddenly, I found myself face to face with a beautiful looking girl with long, wavy, light brown hair...she only had a towel on, she was about to get dressed after just getting out of the bath.
"I must still be half asleep. I haven't gotten up this early in a long time." I walked to another part of the changing room.
Just as I did, I was hit in the head with a bottle of shampoo. I fell to my knees.
"Ow!" I winced, rubbing the back of my head.
I turned around and the girl shouts at me, "YOU PERVERT!!!"
"Wait, I'm not dreaming!? I'm so sorry! I didn't know anyone was in here! Honest!"
"Yeah right! And just who are you anyway you perverted bastard! A robber I bet!"
"What? N-no, I live he--"
"Silence!"
Without letting me finish, or hesitation, the woman comes at me and tries to punch me. I move out of the way, but upon missing me, she punched a hole into the hard-wood floor. I was was terrified of what would happen if I got caught. The woman proceeds to continuously try to punch or kick me, but with my enhanced luck, I manage to dodge all the attacks, but suddenly her towel falls off, and she apparently didn't notice. I freak out and quickly cover my eyes.
"M-Miss! Y-your towel fell!" I shouted.
The girl looks down and screams while covering herself. While only looking at the floor, I grab her towel and offer it back to her, in that instant, the others come running in.
"What's going on!?" Satsuki shouted.
"Yoko-san! There's a perverted burglar here!" The woman pointed at me.
Everyone looked at me, my eyes still covered by my hand, and the woman's towel in my other hand.
"That isn't a burglar, that's the new tenant." Takara-san said.
"What!?" She glared at me, swiped her towel from my hand, and went behind the cubbyholes to get dressed.
"You all know I do not approve of boys living in Sakura House!" She shouted.
"Why not?" I asked nervously.
"Because all men are disgusting perverts who only want to take advantage of a woman's heart! They sweet talk women, f**k them, then leave them! You men don't truly care about us women!" She ranted.
"But I'm not like that!" I protested.
"Yeah right! That's what you all say!"
"It's true! Onii-chan isn't like that!" Rena-chan pouts.
"That's right! He told us himself yesterday at dinner!" Karui-san said.
"He hates guys like that..." Kenzaki-san said...angrily? (She didn't sound or look angry, other than her eyebrows pointing downward.)
"Listen to us Tenma-senpai." Satsuki-san pleaded.
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Sakura House Vol. 1
HumorAfter the girl he likes says she no longer cares about him, and many other reasons, 24 year old Simon Cross falls into a great deal of depression, wishing he had the means to go to another country to leave everything behind and start a new life, he...
