Who Said A Hikikomori Can't be Classy? [Cellphone Novel]

♪5 o'clock (Part 1)♪

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I tapped my foot in exasperation
as I stood in front of the gate.

How long does this girl plan to take?!

It's been at least 20 minutes,
and she still hasn't shown her face...

The nerve!

I kicked away a nearby stone.

"Agh!"

The more I thought about it,
the more irritated I became.

"I mean,
it's one thing to keep an ordinary person waiting...

but how can she keep ME waiting?

I'm the great Yamasato Kaito!
I'll be part of a famous band soon...

Nobody keeps me wait--"

"Hello sir."

The white-haired butler from before
had soundlessly returned to the gate.

"--ting."

"Pardon?"

"Ahahaha."

I turned away in embarrassment,
hoping he did not overhear me.

"Ahem.

How is Ichinomiya doing?"

"My lady said she does not wish to see you."

"Ah! That's great! I'm glad she's...

wait, what?!"

The casual delivery of these few words
dropped heavily on my ears like a ton of bricks.