You Will Regret This Ichinose! [128]

After settling the matters with the Uesugi Group, Uesugi Gen suddenly remembered—there was something he had yet to deal with.

Closing his eyes, he unlocked the sealed memories in his brain…

A cool evening breeze swept past, but it sent a chill down Uesugi Gen’s spine instead.

Oh, crap!

My phone!

Back when he picked up Shibata Sō’s phone, Uesugi Gen had already realized that he had left his own phone in Ichinose’s room.

At the time, though, he had been too busy playing a game of wits with the members of the Uesugi Group. Worrying about it then wouldn’t have helped, so he had temporarily pushed the thought aside, intending to deal with it later.

But now, after retracing the events in his mind—

His first thought was: Damn it. My base has been raided.

He knew Ichinose’s phone password, and it wouldn’t be surprising if she knew his as well.

That morning, while he had been exhausting Ichinose’s energy, it was entirely possible that she had been looking for ways to drain his energy too.

No, wait! Honami wouldn’t do something like that on purpose.

Uesugi Gen shook his head.

Leaving his phone in her room was purely an accident. If he hadn’t called Shibata, it probably wouldn’t have even been touched.

And even in the worst-case scenario—if Ichinose had opened his phone—there was nothing particularly sensitive in there.

The most critical thing—his half-hour-long daily voice chats of pure Zuan-tier trash talk with a certain accomplice—was something he made sure to clear out regularly. Even if she looked, all she’d find was a single call log from yesterday.

As for—

Sakayanagi’s daily harassment about playing chess.

Horikita’s routine greetings.

Even the occasional recommendations from Shiina, who barely contacted him.

All of these were just casual, everyday interactions.

There shouldn’t be anything to worry about… right?

No, stop scaring yourself.

Uesugi Gen shook his head again, trying to reassure himself.

Maybe Honami didn’t even check my messages.

And besides, what’s done is done. There was no point in stressing over it. He could just check the phone’s usage history later.

With that thought in mind—

Uesugi Gen started heading toward Ichinose’s dorm.

…

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

The doorbell rang repeatedly.

“Honami, I think I grabbed your phone by mistake. I came to swap it back.”

The door creaked open slightly, revealing Ichinose’s sweet smile.

“Welcome back. I knew you’d come for your phone, Gen-kun. Come on in.”

She tugged on Uesugi Gen’s hand as she spoke.

“When I woke up, I found your phone on my bed. I figured you’d be back for it, so I went ahead and made dinner. Eat before you go, okay?”

Ichinose’s expression was open and natural, showing no signs of anything unusual.

The warm glow of the setting sun bathed the cozy room, and the kitchen carried the comforting aroma of home-cooked food.

She had already started cooking, and judging by the variety of dishes, she must have gone grocery shopping not long after waking up.

Standing at the stove, she wore a pink apron adorned with little cat prints. Holding a spatula in one hand, she hummed a tune as she gently stirred the bubbling pot.

Glancing into the room, Uesugi Gen spotted his phone—thoughtfully plugged into a charger.

Seeing this, he unplugged his own phone and swapped it for Ichinose’s, plugging hers in instead.

“Honami, I left your phone charging by the bed.”

“Okay~”

Ichinose responded without even turning around.

Uesugi Gen chuckled and shook his head. She trusts me way too much.

Silently, he unlocked his phone and scrolled to check its usage time.

Between 2 PM and 4 PM, the total usage was less than five minutes.

Even if she had opened it, she had only taken a cursory glance at the contacts list at most.

Seeing this, Uesugi Gen let out a long breath of relief. See? Honami wouldn’t do something like snooping through someone’s private messages.

Even though she had become a little softer lately, she was still the same straightforward and kind-hearted girl.

With his last shred of doubt gone, he casually slipped the phone into his pocket.

Before long, Ichinose finished cooking and set the dishes on the table.

“Alright, Gen-kun, come eat.”

Following her voice, Uesugi Gen looked at the table—grilled fish, teriyaki chicken, chilled tofu, miso soup, and a salad. All classic, home-style Japanese dishes.

Picking up a piece of teriyaki chicken, he noticed how the meat gleamed with a glossy sheen, likely coated with a sauce made from soy sauce, mirin, and honey, slowly simmered to perfection. A sprinkle of sesame seeds and chopped green onions added a touch of elegance.

As he took a bite, the slightly crisp outer layer gave way with a satisfying crunch, and the tender chicken inside practically melted in his mouth. The sweetness, saltiness, and rich umami flavors unfolded one after another.

Following it up with a mouthful of rice balanced out the strong flavors, creating a harmonious contrast.

Just as he reached for another bite, he noticed Ichinose sitting motionless across from him.

Half-narrowing his eyes, he muttered, “What now? You’re not expecting me to feed you again, are you? Honami, you can’t just keep reusing the same trick.”

Resting her chin on her hand, Ichinose smiled.

“I’m not really hungry right now. I didn’t do much after waking up, so I’ll eat a little later.”

“…Make sure you actually eat, okay?”

Seeing that she didn’t seem to be lying, Uesugi Gen hesitated before reminding her.

Ichinose let out a small laugh. “I know, I know. That’s something I should be saying to you, Gen-kun. Now hurry up and eat.”

“Fine, fine.”

…

Outside the girls’ dorm, in front of Ichinose’s room.

Uesugi Gen waved as he said his goodbyes. “Alright, I’m off. See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow! Oh, and don’t stay up too late playing games, okay? I’ll come wake you up in the morning.”

Ichinose stepped closer, adjusting Uesugi Gen’s collar slightly as she reminded him.

“Uh… got it.”

With that, Uesugi Gen turned and walked away.

Ichinose stood at the doorway, smiling as she watched his figure disappear down the hall. Only after he was completely out of sight did she turn back inside.

Closing the door softly, she slowly reached up and locked it.

By now, night had fully fallen, yet she didn’t turn on the lights.

Moving naturally through the dim room, she walked past the dining table and sat down at her desk.

A soft click, and the screen of her laptop lit up, casting a pale glow over her face.

Her mouse hovered over a massive folder.

But rather than opening it, she tilted her head slightly, staring at the screen, lost in thought.

Finally—

She clicked the search bar, typed in a query, and hit enter.

【How to recover deleted records from a phone?】

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T/N: NANI?

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