Chapter 12:

Episode 12 – Living Together Begins — Ryoko's Complete Control

My Telekinetic Office Lady Girlfriend Is Way Too Powerful!

"Shota-kun, don’t you think it’s about time... you moved in with me?"

It happened a few days after Shota and Akari's chapter had come to a close—on a peaceful holiday he was spending with Ryoko.

Shota was relaxing on the sofa, sipping coffee Ryoko had brewed just for him.

"...Huh?"

His hand froze mid-sip.

"W-What did you just say?" "I said, let’s live together," she repeated, her tone cool and nonchalant, as if she were talking about the weather. "I mean, come on, we already understand each other so well, right? If we're going to be together forever, there's no point living in separate places."

"W-Well... sure, but..."

Shota loved Ryoko. He wanted to be with her. But living together? That was a major step, and he found himself hesitating.

"Don’t worry about timing or logic or anything like that."

Ryoko smiled sweetly, gently tracing a finger under Shota's chin.

"Because, Shota-kun... you can't live without me anymore, can you?" "...!"

A shiver ran down his spine.

(This is bad... I’m being completely seduced here...)

"Besides," Ryoko leaned in, whispering into his ear.

"I want to be with you all the time. Every time we go back to our separate places, I get anxious... like someone might try to steal you away again." "Ryoko-senpai..."

Shota swallowed hard. Ryoko was beautiful, kind, charismatic—and overwhelming.

"When I come home, I want you to be there saying 'Welcome back.'" "..." "When I wake up, I want you next to me. I want to eat breakfast together, go to work together, and come home to each other... doesn’t that sound wonderful?"

(It does sound... pretty amazing...)

He imagined it. A life where he could monopolize Ryoko's radiant smile every single day.

Before he knew it, he nodded.

"Fufu, it’s settled then."

Ryoko smiled with satisfaction, caressing his cheek.

"Let’s start moving your things today." "Wait, already!?" "Of course. You're mine now, remember?" "...!!"

Just like that, all escape routes were sealed.

A Week Later—Still No Move

It had been nearly a week since Shota agreed to move in with Ryoko.

Each day, Ryoko eagerly waited for him to say, "Okay, today's the day."

But instead, she got:

"Work's been kind of hectic this week..." "I still need to sort through a bunch of stuff..." "Moving takes energy, y'know? I just need a little more mental prep..."

Excuse after excuse.

At first, Ryoko laughed it off.

"Fufu, you're hopeless."

But then:

(...I see. Waiting won’t get us anywhere.)

She knew Shota was the kind of guy who wouldn’t act without a final push.

And Ryoko’s patience had its limits.

"I guess I’ll have to help Shota-kun with his little move—my way."

Her sweet smile barely masked the devilish scheme forming behind it.

The Next Day, at Shota’s Apartment

Shota was spending his day off lazing around.

"Hmm... what should I do today..."

He turned on the TV and sprawled out on the couch.

Knock knock.

(Huh? Who could that be at this hour?)

He opened the door...

"Good morning, Shota-kun ♥" "...!!"

There she was. Ryoko, smiling radiantly.

"R-Ryoko-senpai!? Wait, what are you doing here!?"

"What do you mean what am I doing here?"

She stepped gracefully into his apartment.

"Today is your big moving day, isn’t it?" "Huh!?" "So I'm here to escort you, even if it's by force ♥" "W-Wait!! I’m not ready yet—" "Don’t worry. I’ll handle everything."

And with that—

WHOOOOOSH...!

Everything in the room suddenly floated into the air.

"Wha—WAAAAAH!?"

Clothes folded themselves and zipped into suitcases. Books flew into bags. Items from his desk drifted neatly into boxes.

Then— "W-Wait, even my body is—!?"

Shota floated into the air.

"Ufufu ♥"

Ryoko giggled as she scanned the room.

"Looks like we’re almost packed. You travel pretty light, huh, Shota-kun?" "This isn't the time for jokes!! What about my consent!?"

"Consent?"

Ryoko tilted her head, smiling.