【☆★Notice★☆】 In the afterword,

there is a very important announcement.

I hope you'll read it through to the end.

“Hey, Ogaya-san, do you know they call you the Window-Seat Editor?” Around 7 PM.

As I was working at my desk, Kisogawa, a rookie editor, said that to me.

This is the editorial department of a major publishing house, one that mainly handles light novels.

It’s the label that published Digital Masters, the light novel adaptation movie that recently broke 60 billion yen in box office revenue. “Window-Seat Editor…”

“Wow~. You don’t know about that~?”

Kisogawa is a young editor who joined this year as a fresh graduate.

A guy with blond hair and a distinctly flashy look.

On the other hand, I’m 29 years old, balding, skinny, and a tired-looking old man.

I see. Being called not just window-seat worker but Window-Seat Editor is no wonder; my appearance does say that.

"Everyone's talking about you. They say you just sit by the window all the time, and no one knows what you're up to."
"Huh... is that so?"

I'm technically working, but apparently that isn't getting across to anyone.

"You're just sitting there spacing out today too? What are you even doing? Hey, aren't you gonna go home?"
"Uh-huh."

Today, I needed to wait for Miss Lucia to submit her manuscript.

It was the deadline for the final proof today, and that woman... no, Miss Lucia still hadn't turned in her draft. Damn it... "What a waste of time working overtime~"

"It's not a waste of time, though... Are you heading home now?"

"Yeah! I've got a date with my girlfriend after this~ Hehe, she's totally gorgeous. Wanna see a pic?"

"No... never mind. Be happy with your girlfriend."

Seemingly satisfied with how thoroughly he'd mocked me, Kiso Kawana left with a bright, relieved expression on his face.

"Ahhh, hello? Miss Misae? Uh-huh, it's me. Yep, I'm done now, so I'm heading over to you~"
Kiso Kawana walked away.
Huh? Misae...?

It was just a coincidence that my wife's name was also Misae, but...
Right, probably just a coincidence.

Misae is such a common name for a woman.

Besides, Misae is married—well, she's my wife.

There was no way Kisogawa would get involved…… I mean, sure, she’s a beauty…… but still.

“I’ll text that I can’t make it back today.”

I turned on my smartphone and sent Misae a LINE telling her I’d be home late. She read it right away. But…… there was no reply. “Hah……”

My relationship with my wife had been particularly cold lately.

She often ignored me when I spoke to her, and recently she hadn’t even been making me bento boxes for work. “……”

Misae had been kind at the beginning of our marriage, but now that warmth was completely gone.

I knew full well that all she saw in me was an ATM.

No matter what I did, she never showed any gratitude. Even when I told her I’d be working late due to overtime, she never bothered to say a single word of encouragement or ask if I was okay.

“Why the hell did I even get married……” ★

In the end, everything concluded shortly before twelve noon.

Rushia-sensei had finished the manuscript just before dawn.

I finished the final proofreading, bowed my head to everyone involved, and once everything was wrapped up... that's how I ended up here. "I'm exhausted..."

Since I've been in the editorial department since yesterday afternoon, I've technically been working for twenty-four hours straight.

What a hell of a mess. No wonder I'm beat to death...

I shut down the computer and left the editor's office.

No one from the publisher had shown up yet.

I don't know about other companies, but most of our editors only start showing up in the afternoon.

I left the office and headed home. I was tired today. Once I got back, all I wanted to do was crash...

Transferring between the Yamanote Line and the subway, I made it back to my place. A high-rise apartment in the city center.

I suddenly realized just how expensive this place must have been.

I took the elevator up to my floor. My room was the last one at the end of the fifth-floor hallway.

"Come to think of it, I didn't text Misae that I'd be coming home..." At this hour, she should still be inside. She's a full-time housewife, after all.

I arrived in front of my door and reached out to open it...
Click-clack...!

"……Huh? It's locked?"

Why is the door locked when Misae is supposed to be home?

Maybe she went out shopping. That's probably it.

I took my house key out of my bag and unlocked the door. I opened it and stepped inside... "…………"

I was too exhausted, sleep-deprived... I hadn't noticed.

That there were Misae's shoes in the entryway... and a pair of men's leather boots.

I walked down the hallway, heading toward the back of the house.

I arrived at the living room area.

Just as I was thinking I'd grab some water and go to bed. "Ah, husband..." "Eh? ...Misae?"

When I turned around, there she was: my wife, Okaya Misae, with a face pale blue.

She's beautiful. Glossy black hair cut short, and fair skin.

People kept telling me she was too good for an ordinary guy like me...

Such a beautiful wife, standing there with a face pale as death.

"W-why are you here...?"

"Why am I here? ...I texted you last night, didn't I? I had overtime. I just got home." "R-Right..."

For some reason Misae seemed extremely flustered.

She kept glancing repeatedly at the bedroom next door.

"I'm going to bed for the night now..." "W-Wait...!" My wife blocked my path.

Was she trying to stop me from entering the bedroom? "What's up?" "Could you maybe... not go out?" "Huh? Why...?" "So... well..." And just then.

The fusuma of the bedroom at the back slid open with a clatter.

Someone came out from inside and shoved me aside with a thud.

"Oof... who the hell— wait, you're Kisonogawa?!"

That's right... for some reason, my junior editor Kisonogawa was in the bedroom of my house. "What the..." "Damn it..."

Kisonogawa clicked his tongue and then sprinted away at full speed. "Wait..." "Hey, hold on!"

Misae chased after Kiso River.

"Wait, Misae! What the hell is going on!"

But she ignored my call and left. I was left alone in the aftermath.

"What... what the hell..."

...But one clear answer had already surfaced in my mind.

Yesterday, Kiso River had told her he was going on a date. And he meant Misae......

And then...... Kiso River and Misae, my wife, were in my house. "…………"

I staggered to my feet and glanced into the bedroom.

Futon mats had been laid out... and there were used condoms sitting right there. "No way..."

It took me a while, but I finally grasped the situation. In other words...... Misae is...... My wife is......

"She cheated on me with that young editor...... Dammit... God damn it!" ★ ……By the time I realized, the sun had already set.

I was lying on my back on the sofa.

After that, I called Misae over and over. But there was no answer.

Eventually, she started blocking my calls. "Fuck..."

So it wasn't me that Misae chose; it was Kisogawa. A young man. What the hell... This is the worst.

What the hell was I even working for...? "...?" Looking back, there were signs.

She stopped making me bento.

Her attitude became cold and distant.

On her days off, she spent all her time meeting up with friends from university or something...

"Stupid... seriously... Ridiculous..."

While my wife was out having fun with a man, I was busy working my ass off.

My anger faded into complete disbelief.

My feelings for Misae cooled rapidly.

"What the hell am I going to do now..."

I don't care about Misae now. Do whatever the hell she wants. I've long since lost any interest in mending things with her.

"...Guess I'll just grab some food for now."

But the thought of cooking it didn't sit right with me.

Lately, whenever I got home at night, I’d just eat whatever I bought from a convenience store or some cup noodles.

Was it also because of her cheating that she stopped making dinner for me...? "..."Maybe I should just order takeout."

I grabbed my wallet and keys to head out of the room. And just then... "...Ah?" "Wha—?"

There was a girl sitting in front of my house. An undeniably beautiful one, at that.

She had lustrous, long black hair and a pair of breasts so massive they’d make your eyes water.

She was wearing a blazer-style uniform... "......"

Tears began to well up in the girl's eyes. Suddenly, she burst into sobs.

No, wait, what the hell is this situation...?

"Aah! I'm making the big sis cry!"

From the direction of the elevator, a girl's voice rang out again.

Looking over there… another beautiful high school student was there.

She had her wavy blonde hair gathered into a side ponytail with a scrunchie.

Unlike the other, she wasn't wearing a blazer; instead, she had a cardigan tied around her waist.

Her shirt was unbuttoned wide open at the chest… total gal vibe. "Big sis...?"

"Hey, no way, old man! You're gonna make your big sis cry." "I mean… I'm not really…" What the hell is going on with these two…?

"...No. Akari-chan. It's just me... I got a little emotional on my own."

"Oh, right. Meeting up with your destined person again, huh. I get it~"

...Why the hell am I the only one who doesn't get it?

"Oh, wait. Right, the main topic. So, old man?"

The blonde gal gave me a bright smile and said.

"Could you let us stay over tonight? And if we do any dirty stuff... it's fine, go ahead~♡" [Notice] ※Jan 12 (Mon)

Due to overwhelming popularity, I've posted the serialized version!

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