A Story of How I Went to Commit Suicide, but Ended Up at a Mysterious House and Got Pampered by a Motherly Beauty - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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“Here you go, tea.”

A steaming cup of tea was smoothly placed before me. I had been invited by Nanaho-sama to the mayoi-ga. This was a rare experience. A fitting souvenir for the afterlife. I didn’t know much about tea quality, but it looked delicious.

Oh, a tea stalk is standing upright.

“Ah, no need to trouble yourself.”

“Trouble? You’re intriguing, my dear one.”

She hid her mouth with her sleeve, but her narrowed eyes showed she was smiling.

Even that gesture is beautiful. Nanaho-sama is remarkable.

I thought to myself as I sipped the tea.

Oh, it’s delicious.

“So, my dear one, why did you think to return it?”

Nanaho-sama asked promptly. How much should I say? As the master of the mayoi-ga, she was clearly not an ordinary human, even I could tell. But even to someone extraordinary, saying “I’m going to kill myself~☆” outright felt awkward.

“…Maybe because I don’t need it.”

“Don’t need it? Hmm… Isn’t money needed in any era? Are you perhaps filthy rich?”

“No, I’m filthy poor.”

She doesn’t seem willing to accept vague answers.

From her speech and mannerisms, I knew Nanaho-sama wasn’t foolish. She likely noticed I was dodging the question and yet, she pressed further.

“Then that’s even stranger. Why return it?”

She stared at me appraisingly. Those red eyes make my body freeze.

“Well, um…”

“Hm?”

She waited patiently for my hesitant words, showing no irritation. 

I should just say it. It’s not something to hide, though not something I’d bring up myself.

“I’m planning to take my own life…”

“…Oh?”

She didn’t say suicide was wrong. Her red eyes glinted.

“If it’s not too much, I’d like to hear more.”

If an ordinary person asked, I wouldn’t have answered. Talking about suicide was one thing, but sharing my entire life with a stranger? I wouldn’t open up about my life to a stranger. But the surreal world of the mayoi-ga and Nanaho-sama’s otherworldly aura loosened my tongue.

“Well… Honestly, I’m tired of life…”

And so, I spilled everything. My parents divorced soon after I was born, and I was raised by my abusive mother. She took me in, but raising me as a single mother must’ve been tough. That was why her violence turned on me.

Being raised by a single mother with little money, we were never well-off. My clothes were rarely washed, so I was often bullied in elementary and middle school. Still, I studied hard to repay my mother, aiming for a good university, but she killed herself. Her suicide note was filled with insults toward me.

That really hit me hard.

In university, overt bullying stopped, but I made no friends. I finally made one, but my friend made me a loan guarantor only to disappear on me, leaving me with debt.

Well, it was my fault for agreeing so easily. Unable to continue university, I was sent by debt collectors to a grueling labor job in a hellish place, which I endured for years. Freed from that, I was a university dropout with a resume gap, so finding work was tough. I started my own company.

I worked hard, and it was doing decently, until a stock market crash like the Lehman Shock drove it to near bankruptcy. It was impossible to recover. I managed to beg other companies to take in my few employees, but…My spirit broke.

No, it had broken long before. And so, I decided to commit suicide.

“Sorry for going on so long.”

I bowed slightly and sipped the tea to soothe my dry throat. It had cooled, but it was still delicious. I glanced at Nanaho-sama to see her reaction…

“…Isn’t that super heavy?”

“Huh?”

Her red eyes shimmered with tears. Was her speech always this casual?

“I mean, your luck is just awful… What kind of villain were you in a past life to get this one?”

My past life…Well, I was certainly curious about that myself. 

“Come here.”

She waved her hand lightly. I tilted my head but approached, and she gently embraced me.

“N-Nanaho-sama!?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. Rest in my chest. Luckily, it’s big and soft.”

She held me gently, despite my shock. Her chest pressed against my face was certainly soft, but…!

“Hm? Is the kimono too stiff? Alright, here.”

With a faint smile, she boldly opened her kimono, revealing her full breasts. They bounced like rubber balls, drawing my eyes to them. Her snow-white, almost pale skin contrasted with cherry-pink nipples. Their size was beyond my ability to gauge, but larger and better-shaped than any gravure idol’s on TV.

They were so big they could sag, but for some reason, they pointed upward. They were so beautiful and.. She wasn’t wearing a bra. No bra at all. so big they could sag, but they point upward, so beautiful.

“N-No, no! You don’t need to go that far…!”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. You did well, my dear one. Even if no one else praises you, I will. I’ll comfort you. You accomplished so much.”

I tried to pull away, but she gently held my head, pressing my face back into her breasts. Blushing and trying to escape, my resistance faded. Warm, smelled sweet and exquisitely soft… Being held so gently, my head stroked, praised… I had never experienced this in my life.

Is this what a mother is like?

No lust stirred. I simply sank into this warmth.

“Hm… I see…”

While holding and stroking me, Nanaho-sama seemed to ponder. Then, as if reaching a conclusion, she gently released me and looked into my eyes. Freed from her chest, I felt a pang of loneliness, but her red eyes at close range made me swallow hard.

“Alright, my dear one. You said you came to take your life.”

“Y-Yes…”

“Does that feeling still hold?”

“…Yes.”

She might think I’m ungrateful after her kindness, but my resolve to die was firm. I had built up to this moment, but more than that, I had no confidence to keep living in that society. So, even if it meant rejecting her kindness, I would kill myself.

Looking at my downcast face, Nanaho-sama nodded grandly and spoke.

“Very well! Then live with me in this mayoi-ga! And think of me as your mother!”

She said while spreading her arms wide with a beaming smile, welcoming me. Her voluptuous breasts swayed openly again. I could only stare, dumbfounded.

“…Huh?”

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