All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

Hiiragi Apartments, Building B, 29th Floor.

Arisu Sakayanagi sat in front of her mirror, humming a cheerful tune as Atsuki helped brush her hair.

It was rare to see Arisu this happy so early in the morning. Usually, she only showed such joy after seeing Kotomi.

If she didn’t see Kotomi for a day, Arisu wouldn’t throw unreasonable tantrums. Although she wasn’t fit to inherit the Sakayanagi conglomerate, she had still received the finest education since childhood. The wealthier a family, the more they valued the education and refinement of their heirs. In the Sakayanagi family, it was impossible to act like a spoiled, unruly rich kid.

When she was alone, Arisu would become extremely silent, surrounding herself with an icy aura like the heart of winter. Only when she saw Kotomi did spring seem to return.

A few days ago, Atsuki had felt the house unusually cold—without the air conditioning even turned on. Upon asking around, she realized: Kotomi had gone to Kyoto and would be there for at least three days.

No wonder the young lady had been so gloomy. For Arisu, not seeing Kotomi for three days was a form of torment.

As a result, Atsuki had spent the past two days tiptoeing around, afraid that mentioning Kotomi might trigger even more depression.

Finally, the atmosphere changed last night.

The reason? Arisu received a text message—not sweet words from Kotomi, but a logistics notification from a delivery company saying a package from Kyoto was on its way to Chiba.

After seeing that message, Arisu’s icy mood melted instantly. Atsuki initially didn’t understand why just a text could lift her spirits so dramatically.

As a maid, Atsuki knew better than to pry. But after thinking it over, she realized: Kotomi had gone to Kyoto, and Arisu hadn’t recently ordered anything online. If a package from Kyoto was arriving without any online purchases, who else but Kotomi could have sent it?

Even Atsuki could figure it out—of course Arisu would know instantly.

At the moment she received the message, Arisu’s heart, weighed down by three Kotomi-less days, felt a bit lighter.

Of course, if the package turned out not to be from Kotomi, her mood would plummet to new lows—so much that even blasting warm air from the heater wouldn’t dispel the resulting chill.

Last night, Atsuki even burned incense, praying that the package was indeed from Kotomi.

After putting down the comb, Atsuki smiled and said, ”My lady, the weather is wonderful today. When I woke up, it almost felt like spring had arrived.”

”Today is the best day I’ve had in three days. Hmph, Kotomi went to Kyoto but still didn’t forget to buy me a gift. She even arranged a delivery so I could receive it quickly. Someone out there must be dying of envy over Kotomi’s love for me!”

”Achoo!”

The ”someone” Arisu was talking about—Megumi Kato, sitting at her desk doing homework—suddenly sneezed. She rubbed her nose and muttered:

”An unexpected sneeze... Hehehe, Kotomi must be thinking of me~ How adorable she is!!”

Arisu stretched lazily. Her delicate, beautiful face radiated a confident brilliance, though her gaze soon softened. Her petite, white feet wrapped in pink-and-white silk stockings tapped rhythmically on the floor, as if dancing.

”Since Kotomi sent me a gift, I should reward her too~ But what experience should I give her? Like when we were little? No... she hasn’t remembered me yet, and there’s no way she recalls our childhood memories.”

If she rewarded Kotomi like she did when they were kids, she would probably scare her. Although she could force it by brute strength, Arisu wanted Kotomi to love her sincerely, not through coercion.

Sigh... so frustrating! Arisu thought. We have so many beautiful memories together. Why did Kotomi forget about me? Hmph! It must be Megumi Kato’s fault! That wretched woman even pointed a stun gun at me—definitely a bad apple through and through!

A grudge over a stolen bride shall never be forgiven! Right now, Arisu couldn’t see Megumi Kato in a positive light at all. She blamed her for everything.

Lost a game? Damn Megumi!

Bad mood while doing homework? Must be Megumi’s fault!

The food tasted a little off today? Megumi’s heinous crime!

Honestly, if Arisu and Aimi ever had a conversation, they might find themselves with a lot in common—until they quickly declared each other rivals and their temporary camaraderie shattered instantly.