The Top Idol Next Door Can't Help But Crave My Guilty Pleasure Meals-Chapter 1Volume 2 . - From Now On, I Will Be Yuzukis Caretaker!

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ROUND 1 – From Now On, I Will Be Yuzuki’s Caretaker! 1

There are five girls on the other side of the smartphone’s LCD screen.

Dressed in midriff-baring separate-type outfits, The girls were singing and dancing with microphones in hand.

The colorful glow sticks in the audience made the five smiling faces on stage shine even brighter.

When the girl with long black hair in the center stirred up the crowd, a wave of heat erupted from the audience. Bathed in the warm wind of cheers, the girl showed off her most brilliant smile.

Arisu Yuzuki.

The absolute ace of the five-member idol group 【Spotlights】

With her charming smile and sophisticated performance, she’s the idol currently garnering the most attention.

Despite being only fifteen, her singing and dancing are top-notch. She’s active in a wide range of fields, not just music but also variety shows and dramas.

Every time she appeared on the screen, comments like “This level of perfection at fifteen is insane”, “Her face is just so pretty”, and “I’m grateful to be born in an era where I can support Arisu Yuzuki!”, light up the comment section.

Her amber-colored eyes sparkle like jewels, her eyebrows are filled with a hint of dignified strength, her nose is well-defined, her lips are a light cherry color, and her long black hair cascading down her shoulders is like a clear stream.

“…After seeing this, anyone would become a fan.”

Having finished preparing dinner, I was watching an archive of a music program that aired the other day.

Among the dozens of artists performing, even I, who was not a fan of 【Spotlights】, found myself inadvertently following her with my eyes.

As the girls eventually left the stage, I put down my smartphone.

Leaving the living room, I headed down the hallway.

With some spare time on my hands, I thought I’d make use of it by cleaning the entrance.

Shoe polishing, replacing insect repellent, sweeping… I might as well wipe down the shoe cabinet while I’m at it.

Heh, I’m getting excited. I prepared the broom and dustpan, ready for action.

As I opened the front door to let in some fresh air, a girl happened to cross right in front of me.

“Oh, welcome back, Yuzuki.”

I called my neighbor by her first name.

“Suzufumi, I’m home.”

The beautiful girl who was just on the other side of the screen smiled sweetly at me.

It was a shy smile, different from the one she shared with the audience.

Her attire had changed from the glamorous stage costume to a casual T-shirt and shorts, revealing her dazzling thighs.

“I’ll bring dinner over later, so look forward to it.”

“Hmph, just so you know, I definitely won’t eat it today!”

After our usual exchange, Yuzuki went into her room.

Yes, my next-door neighbor is a top idol.

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Orikita Residence.

We, the Mamori family, moved into this apartment complex during spring break about two months ago.

Our family consists of a father, a mother, and a second-year high school son, but since my parents are always busy with the izakaya they run, they hardly ever come home.

Therefore, I’m in charge of the household chores.

Our apartment is number 809 on the eighth floor. If you go down the elevator and head to the left, our room is at the far end.

Next to us is room 810, and the girl who lives there alone is Sasaki Yuzuki.

She’s a fifteen-year-old high school girl who performs under the stage name “Arisu Yuzuki.”

On the first day that I met Yuzuki, I ended up serving her a meal for a certain reason, and I was so captivated by how she ate that I fell in love with her.

Since then, I’ve been providing her with meals almost daily.

A few dozen minutes after my neighbor returned home, I rang the doorbell of the next room after having finished cleaning the entranceway and after various preparations.

Holding up a stainless steel Okamochi in front of the monitor, the front door clicked open.

(TN: Okamochi is a silver square box that often appears in scenes where traditional Chinese restaurants make deliveries.)

“Yo, Yuzuki. I’m gonna feed you some delicious food today.”

“…”

Yuzuki furrowed her brows and gave me a bewildered look.

“Really, Suzufumi, you never get tired of it. Every single day.”

Yuzuki spoke in a somewhat dismayed tone. The sparkling idol smile from our first meeting was nowhere to be seen.

“Every day, but this is the first time this week. Yuzuki, you have no idea how frustrating these past days have been for me.”

Since June started, Yuzuki has been extremely busy with an increase in regular shows, recording new songs, and often, she had to attend dinner meetings with the staff and her manager after work, mostly dining out.

Since she came straight home today and it’s just past nine in the evening, there’s still plenty of time left for dinner even after accounting for time for her workouts and script reading.

“Well then, I’ll make myself at home.”

It had been a full week since I last entered room 810. Because of that, I must admit I was a little nervous the moment I took off my shoes.

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My goal is to serve Yuzuki delicious meals to counteract her excessive dietary restrictions on herself to maintain her figure and to make her so dependent on my cooking that she can’t live without it… in other words, to make her fall for my meals.

On the other hand, Yuzuki doesn’t just passively accept my meals. She’s desperately trying to turn me into a fan of ‘Arisu Yuzuki’ by resisting the meals and using every trick in the book.

She has her own logic behind this.

Fans maintain a distance. Fans don’t intrude on their idol’s private life.

In other words, if she can overwrite our relationship from “neighbors” to “idol and fan,” she figures I’ll obediently listen to her.

Mamori Suzufumi will make Sasaki Yuzuki fall for his meals.

Sasaki Yuzuki will make Mamori Suzufumi fall for her as a fan.

This is the secret relationship between a popular idol and a high school boy.

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TL: Hiraeth