From the very start, I had planned to move.

My last apartment

Was damp all year round. It was terrible. It was small.

The curtain

It's a little too short, but it's not like I can't use it.

Thankfully, I didn't throw it away.

I didn't have much money saved,

But the reason I moved really was to make my daily life a little better.

It definitely...

Ruri-Iro

~Ruriko Blog~

It definitely wasn't because it was the area where the net idol that I secretly followed was thought to live.

Really, that had nothing to do with it...

Ah, it was updated.

It's not very big... Is it a condo.... Maybe an apartment...

From the scenery you can see through the gap in the curtains, the room must only be at most on the 2nd floor.

The layout of the rooms is kind of like this room.

Whoa

I seem like a stalker...

Ah,

Hmmm.....

Ah! Ah...

Um,

Checking the photos that Ruriko the idol uploaded, or the stores she often went to, had become my daily routine.

Ah!

The Smoked Out Tiger On Guard Is First Part

Good morning.....

Ruriko uses a slightly outdated cell phone.

Ah..... Yes.

Hmmm...

....... Huh?

Ah!

Uhhhh... Uhhhh....

And it seems like she doesn't know how to enhance the photos.

Huh?

Her photos

But... But...

Are still blurry.

It seems like she posts them exactly as they were taken.

And so, out of them, there are also some photos that were dangerous that without thinking I wanted to warn her about.

But, I was attracted to that kind of plain, unadorned part of her.

I'd leave about 1 comment a month.

The story behind my alias

Was my older sister, who got a divorce last year.

Your tiger like face is terrible!

My neighbor returned home.

Uh oh. Come to think of it,

I left a cardboard box out.

Wah

Ah!

H-Hello...

Hello...

Sorry, I'll bring that cardboard box inside right now!

Ah... I'm sorry.

I touched it a bit so I could move it.

Ah! Ah~ That's... Perfectly fine.

I'm really sorry for blocking the path.

I only just moved in...

Huh...?

I'm Miyake, your neighbor.

If my TV is too noisy, please let me know.

...I'm Asakawa. Please forgive me for any troubles I might cause. It's very nice to meet you.

Huh...

I recognize that coat...

Da-da-dah! I found it!

It's a coat with a hood.

It's warm~

I thought so.

Eh?

Eh?

No way.

It's simply the same coat?

Eh, but...

I've only seen it in photos, but...

Now that I think about it, her face and hairstyle is also exactly like Ruriko.

That scarf she was wearing too,

When I take a good look, was also photographed.

Did I...

Suddenly meet

Ruriko?

She was really cute.

Her voice

Was also really cute.

Wow...

She's even smaller

Than I thought.

Wow, wow...

If I suddenly ask her something like "Are you Ruriko?"

She'll be startled.

Maybe she only looks like her.

I don't want to say something weird and have her think I'm someone suspicious...

Ah...

I hear something...

The walls are thin.

I have to be careful too. When I'm on the phone or watching TV.

Ah, this song...

This is the one that Ruriko said she listens to a lot on her blog.

She's singing along. Haha, how cute.

I wonder if she really is Ruriko.

If she is...

I talked to her. Even though it was just for a few seconds.

Not with a fake name in a comment, but directly with Ruriko...

Wah

Good morning.

Ah

H-Hello...!

It's cold, isn't it.

Like I thought, it's the coat I saw on her blog... The color is the same too.

I wonder if it's ok that there's someone like me who realizes it's her...

But it's not like she's an actress...

I guess I'm over thinking this.

It might simply be a coat that's in fashion.

I shouldn't jump to conclusions.

Asakawa-san, are you a college student?

Ah, Ah... Well...

Heh~ At first, I thought you were a high schooler.

Well, I was a high schooler until recently.

Then I'm quite a bit older.

Of course, it would be impolite to ask her age...

But even if she's older, she's probably not that much older from me...

Umm, is this the dumpster...

It's over here. That's great. You put it out in the morning.

I put it out in the middle of the night a lot of the time.

Ah, but I understand.

In the morning, there's lots to do...

See you later.

Huh... She's not going off towards the station...

See you later...

Then she works around here?

She doesn't seem like a college student...

Almond Chip

The usual~

The clerk already

Remembered it (lol).

The paper bag that's in the back of the photo...

I guess she stopped by there again today.

Ruriko's blog is always updated at around the same time.

Like always, her photos are bad.

Asakawa-san

Are you on your way home?

I see you a lot.

Yeah...

Ruriko

Is naturally cute.

She's calm when her fans are worried about her in the comments.

That's why I also left a comment

Without thinking back then.

And truly, without thinking,

I said it.

Did you get almond chip again today?

How...

Did you know?

How

Did you know

That I "always"

Buy this?

Did I get it right?

I go to that shop a lot too.

It seemed like you like almonds,

So...

...Ah

I-I see~ I was surprised.

Asakawa-san,

Please don't surprise me~

What was that "I go to that shop a lot"?

Figuring out the neighborhood she lives in from the photos on her blog,

Moving,

Listening in on her life (through the wall),

Staring at her clothes,

She's going to make that face and draw away from me.

Actually, she's really Ruriko, huh...

I realized who she was in reality, so I can't invade her space.

It's obvious.

It's cold again today~

But once I knew that the idol I admired was so close,

Once I knew her home, real name, voice, and height, that not a single fan knew,

Ah, but,

She probably hates me.

Good morning, Asakawa-san.

Even though I said those disgusting things to her, once again, she greeted me normally today.

I'm sorry, I won't leave any more comments, or listen to you, or save any more photos.

Please let me be a normal fan.

Please let me continue to only cheer for you.

...Huh, Isn't today... Garbage day?

That's right.

Today is the day for burnable trash.

Then,

This is where I...

Have a nice day.

Maybe I didn't say it, but...

I wish she had a better sense of danger...

A girl living on her own is pretty worrying.

Well, I'm not going to do anything, but...

The garbage bag.

I kicked it.

Oh no, the contents are coming out...!

Huh... This is...

This is the yogurt

That she said she ate

On her blog.

Hey, if I just leave it here like this, then someone like me would...

Ummm...

...What are you doing, Asakawa-san...

...That's garbage.

What... Are you looking at?

No, it's not like that.

I kicked it.

And then, this happened.

She came back because she was worried if she locked her door.

She collected all of her scattered garbage and put them back inside the bag, and then stuffed it into the very middle of that mountain of garbage.

No! No!

I wasn't going through the trash!

But saying "I kicked it"

That's the kind of lie someone going through the trash would say, so it can't be helped.

But I didn't think it would be tied so loosely.

I mean, I don't go through the trash of girls' rooms.

Even if it was an actress, or an idol, or someone I love,

That's what a stalker would do.

The garbage guy who was in the garbage area knee deep in garbage,

Spent an entire day holed up in his room.

And then, the next day,

Ruri-Iro

~Ruriko Blog~

Lately, I've been feeling a little depressed. Someone went through my garbage, and lying in wait?? for me. It's disgusting...

Disgusting...

I'm really sorry about the garbage.

I wasn't lying in wait for you!

We leave the house at the same time, so it can't be helped.

This is just knowing your personal information and your general daily life cycle.

Don't screw around just because you're slightly popular.

Hah...

But well.. I see...

We've just happened to meet countless times in the entrance or in front of the apartment, and I got the contents of a shopping bag right.

She's probably kind of realized that I look at her blog...

No, this is pure love.

I'm sorry for scaring you.

Tomorrow...

I'll change the time I leave my home...

My beloved's "disgusting"

Deeply pierced my heart.

I'm sorry for thinking that our meeting might have been fate.

Please don't look at me like that anymore.

At least,

If we meet outside,

Can I greet you?

I really don't care about your personal information.

I'll be a little happy as long if you just upload your everyday life each day.

...From your perspective,

I must seem

Like a stalker.

I don't know if I'm a fan, or a stalker, or what.

Tiger

And I...

Garbage are for residents

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