Are Men Really a Rare Species? - Chapter 8: Genes Are Tricky

When I was watching an educational program with Mom,

Ring, ring, ring ♪

And Mom’s smartphone rang.

“Yes~”

It seems she left her phone in the kitchen.

To answer the phone, Mom lifted me up from her lap and gently set me down on the sofa.

That gesture is truly effortless.

It’s as if she’s lifting a teacup and placing it on the table.

…I weigh about 20 kilograms…

Well, it’s thanks to my genes.

On Earth, the Y chromosome possessed by men is significantly deteriorating.

Instead, in response to it, or to complement it, the X chromosome in women is becoming extremely strong.

Thanks to that, women are “strong” in many ways.

Indeed, all women are beautiful and possess excellent physical abilities.

On top of that, they have a strong reproductive drive and are very prolific.

It is truly evolution.

Otherwise, humanity would have long since gone extinct.

Even though the number of men has decreased to this extent, humanity is somehow still surviving thanks to this evolved X chromosome.

That said, it’s not all good things.

It’s good that the X chromosome has become stronger, but as a result, the Y chromosome can no longer compete with the X chromosome.

Specifically, it seems that a fertilized egg, which should have been fertilized by a sperm carrying a Y chromosome, can be overwritten by a sperm carrying an X chromosome that comes later.

In short, it’s the NTR of fertilized eggs.

Me: No way that’s going to happen.

Reality: It’s totally happening, though.

Well, it seems that such things are actually happening.

Moreover, quite frequently.

So, what happens is────the number of men decreases.

The fertilized egg, which was supposed to differentiate into a boy, is forcibly rewritten to become a girl.

Well, of course, the number of men will decrease…

“Yes, this is Takanashi.”

Mom, who had muted the TV volume, answered the phone.

I eavesdrop on the conversations I overhear.

“I am Azuma, the bodyguard.”

Apparently, the person she’s talking to seems to be Azuma-san.

She is one of the SPs guarding me and serves as the leader of the SPs.

Regarding the shopping we have planned for the afternoon, they would like to reconfirm the route and other details.

“Understood. Then, I will be waiting in the first reception room.”

I watch Mom’s back as she talks on the phone.

She has a slender figure, but she can fold a frying pan with her bare hands.

No matter where you touch it, it’s soft, but how does it generate such power?

Really, it’s so mysterious…

Even an ordinary person like Mom is like this.

I can’t even imagine how strong the SPs guarding outside are.

Maybe she could crush my head with one hand?

How terrifying…

“Is the bodyguard-san coming?”

When I innocently asked, Mama made a complicated face.

“That’s right. Yuu-chan said before that you wanted to go shopping, right? I need to talk to you a bit about that.”

“Then, I’ll join the conversation too!”

It’s my first outing since I was born.

I should also attend that meeting.

Then, Mama made a bitter face as if to say, “I knew it would come to this.”

“Hey, Yuu-chan… are you really going to reconsider? It’s dangerous for a boy to go out alone.”

Mama with her hands clasped in front of her chest.

Those eyes staring at me are so watery that it’s almost pitiful.

She is like a saint, pained by the suffering of the people and offering prayers to God.

If I were an ordinary man, I would immediately say, “As you command.”

But, Mom.

Those unfairly adorable teary eyes won’t work on me!

“…Is it no good, Mama?”

I’ll counter with teary eyes and an upward glance.

I’ll even call you mama which I usually don’t do.

“Ugh, Yuu-chan…! If you make that face, Mama… Mama…!”

There, there.

Mom is starting to stagger.

It’s working, it’s working.

“I’ve only seen the outside world on TV… I want to see real streets and shops…”

“Y-Yuu-chan…!!”

Oh, real tears are starting to well up in Mama’s eyes, which were already glistening.

Just one more push.

In a voice that sounds as anxious as possible──

“…Is it no good?”

“Yuu-chaaan!”

Finally, Mom’s tear ducts have burst.

She hugs me tightly.

“I’m sorryyyyyy Yuu-chaaaaaan!”

“No, don’t apologize, Mom. I know you always think of me.”

“Yuuuuuuuuu-chaaaaaaaan!”

Mom is crying her eyes out.

The way she holds me back just enough so I don’t feel suffocated, as expected of a mother.

For now, okay.

With this, my outing is guaranteed.

I’ve been begging Mom for days, and I finally managed to get her permission to go out.

I absolutely can’t let it end like this.

I feel a bit guilty for making Mom cry for that, but there’s no choice but to harden my heart.

If I don’t do it this way, I’ll end up falling for Mom’s sob story instead.

Stop it, Mom, those tears affect me.

Anyway, with this, I can finally go outside.

I’m already tired of being at home.

I’m going to get outside no matter what!