I Came to a World Where the Concept of Chastity is Reversed, so I Tried to Change my Job to a Playboy, but the Interference is Intense. Please Help me. - Chapter 177: So, When Are You Coming?

Chapter 177: So, When Are You Coming?

“Fuu… Sorry about that. I’m fine now.”

“I lost my composure.”

After about five minutes of screaming and thrashing around like a lunatic, the maids helped tidy her up, and she managed to regain some semblance of dignity.

“Uh… anyway, did I at least get across how much I love Sakura?”

“…Yeah. If she makes a face like that because of you, I suppose I have no choice but to acknowledge it.”

“…I acknowledge it.”

“Thank you. I swear we’ll all be happy together.”

“Shouldn’t that be ‘I’ll make Sakura happy’ instead?”

“Coward.”

“When you get married, the priest asks, ‘Do you vow to love each other through hardship and happiness, right? I think it’d be wrong if I were the only one making Sakura happy. A real marriage is about making each other happy.”

“This is the first time I’ve heard someone say that.”

“You read too much manga, just like Sakura.”

“Huh? Then what do they actually say?”

“For the bride, the priest asks, ‘No matter what hardships may come, will you devote yourself and support your husband?’ That’s what the priest I saw the other day asked.”

“Yeah, and for the groom, all he gets is, ‘Do you take her as your wife?'”

Wait… Is that really what weddings are like?

Then again, considering how things have been so far, I guess that’s just how marriage is, too.

In that case—

“Then, I’ll respond to the priest with, ‘No matter what hardships may come, I vow to devote myself and support my wife.'”

“…I see. No wonder Sakura fell for you.”

“That makes sense.”

Satisfied with my answer, the two sisters, who had been in a frenzy just moments ago, finally smiled at me.

“Let’s have some tea first. This isn’t a conversation to have while standing.”

“Sit wherever you like.”

We moved to the table and took our seats.

For the record, my seat was between Umi and Sakura.

The two sisters sat across from us, and with just a glance at the maids, one of them immediately went to the entrance and returned with a cart.

With practiced precision, the maids silently placed the tea in front of us before retreating back to their original positions.

I took a sip of the tea they brought… Oh, this is that thing I had a while back—Golden something-or-other that Seika gave me.

As I took my sip, the two sisters across from me spoke up.

“So, is Sakura the first wife?”

“Of course.”

“I’m not the first wife.”

With a furrowed brow, she shot me a displeased look, but—

“The first wife is me. That little Mesuneko Sakura is third.”

Umi declared confidently.

“Mesuneko? Wait, then you two are…?”

“Are you Yuki’s wives?”

“I’m Umi Ooyodo, the first wife.”

“I’m Shigure Sakama, the second wife.”

“I see. So you’re the first wife. Hand that position over to Sakura.”

“That’s supposed to be Sakura’s spot.”

“Not a chance. You crazy Mesuneko sisters.”

“Y-You’ve got quite the mouth on you, don’t you?”

“Why Mesuneko, though…?”

“I’m not giving up being Onii-chan’s number one bride.”

“How much would it take for you to give it up?”

“Do you need money?”

“I’ll give it to you for 10 sextillion.”

“Why sextillion…?”

“No country has that kind of money. Not just a national budget— even the world’s budget wouldn’t cover it.”

“Do you not have the brains to understand that I have zero intention of giving it up, crazy Mesuneko sisters?”

“Could you stop calling us that?”

“I just lost my composure, that’s all.”

Hmm, Umi’s pretty aggressive today…

But still, I want her to get along with Sakura’s family.

“Ah—Umi, they’re Sakura’s family, so don’t be so hostile. Try to get along, okay?”

“They’re the ones who suddenly told me to hand over my position.”

“I see Umi as my first wife, and I have no intention of giving that spot to anyone.”

“…Then, how about Mesuneko Kyou-nee and Mesuneko Ran-nee?”

“At least drop the ‘Mesuneko’ part.”

“…Kyou-nee and Ran-nee.”

“Thank you, Umi.”

I’d love to pat her head, but even though she’s sitting next to me, the table is too wide, and there’s too much space between us. I had to give up on the idea.

“Huh? But that means I’m the only one still being called ‘Mesuneko’… Shouldn’t you be fair and remove mine too?”

“When you leave the Ooyodo household, I’ll remove both ‘Mesuneko’ and ‘sister’ from your title.”

“I can’t afford to lose the ‘sister’ part, so I guess this stays as it is!”

“Tch…”

Despite having lived in our house for a while now, Sakura still hadn’t been fully accepted. Well, since she seems fine with it, I guess I’ll just leave it be for now.

“I still can’t accept that Sakura isn’t the first wife, but fine. So, Yuki-kun, when are you coming to our house?”

“The house is ready anytime. Your room is prepared.”

“What are you talking about?”

“When will you be moving into the Shindou household?”

“We’d like to know the schedule.”

“…? What do you mean?”

As I made it clear through my expression that I had no idea what they were talking about, the two sisters turned to Sakura with puzzled looks.

“S-Sakura? You told us you’d bring our little brother home, didn’t you?”

“And look! Here he is! Just like I said, Kyou-nee!”

“You meant ‘bring home’ as in temporarily…?”

“If Yuki-kun wants to live in that house, he will. Right, Ran-nee?”

Hearing Sakura’s reply, the sisters’ faces visibly stiffened.

“Sakura-nee… What exactly did you tell your family when you used the sibling system?”

“Umm, I said, ‘I want to be Yuki-kun’s sister, so I’m leaving for a bit! I’ll definitely get close to my cute little brother and bring him back, so please allow it!'”

“…That sounds like you were planning to take me to your place and live together with me, doesn’t it? Especially with the way you said ‘for a bit’.”

“Japanese is a tricky language, huh~♪”

That’s not a lie, but it sure is… misleading.

“…Weren’t we supposed to share him between us?”

“…What about our share?”

“If Yuki-kun wants it, I don’t mind, but Umi-chan and Shigure-chan definitely won’t allow it.”

“Not a chance.”

“We don’t have enough to go around for Sakura’s sisters, too.”

“E-Eh, wait, so Sakura just left home and found someone before us?”

“…She’s getting married before her older sisters?”

“Yep! I became Yuki-kun’s sister, and someday, I’ll be his wife too! But most importantly, I’m his girlfriend right now!♡”

After hearing Sakura’s declaration, the two sisters slumped forward onto the table.