In a World Where Chastity is Reversed, I Ended Up Working as a Hot Spring Attendant - Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Extra – Ojiro’s Invitation and Hakuto’s Assault

“Did I overdo it?”

“No, the problem was that the target couldn’t match the breathing, the flow, or anything else. You shouldn’t hesitate and should rather go all out with the service.”

Hakuto immediately responded to the muttered question.

“There’s no need to reflect on it.”

Ojiro nodded in agreement.

“With these two around, my lines get reduced, don’t they?”

Hachikuma smiled wryly.

“They’re our wives, so they should have some tolerance, but in the end, a real man is different, huh?”

“It’s only between women, so… everything’s still intact, right? Doesn’t count, doesn’t count.”

Hakuto spoke thoughtfully, while Ojiro looked slightly exasperated. Come to think of it, they did mention something about being both subordinates and wives.

Either way, they were extremely open about nighttime matters.

In the corner of my vision, I saw someone stuffing a crumpled tissue into their nostril, probably thinking that’s the solution for a nosebleed. Since it was between women, there was no hesitation or restraint at all.

And apparently, no shame either.

A beautiful woman stood up with a dignified expression, despite having white tissue sticking out of her nose. It completely ruined the image.

All I could do was watch with a lukewarm gaze.

“Besides, lumping our Hisui together with other men is a bit much.”

With a sigh, Hachikuma clung to my back, her tone subtly tinged with irritation.

She’s gotten quite used to this, hasn’t she?

Visually, though, it looked more like an elementary schooler and their mother rather than a couple.

The way outsiders would perceive this was a mystery.

“But is it really okay to be this generous?”

This time, it was mixed-bathing time. Since it was a strategy meeting, we moved to a lukewarm rock bath with few people and put up a “Reserved” sign just in case.

Hachikuma, along with executive members Ojiro and Hakuto, took their positions close by.

Both of them had strong and well-proportioned physiques. They had balanced chests and hips, a well-defined waist, toned muscles, and just the right layer of soft fat, maintaining a feminine roundness.

To put it simply, they were undoubtedly my type of beautiful women.

The person who had a nosebleed earlier was sitting at the edge, only lightly bathing since soaking would make the bleeding start again. She was staring at me with an intense gaze.

Meanwhile, the other subordinates kept a fair distance. Their eyes were still sharp, but whether it was to avoid getting in the way or due to some sort of hierarchy, I wasn’t sure.

“If the bodyguards aren’t satisfied to some extent, they might betray us. It’s a bad example, but if you hire kids from the slums for cheap to transport cash, they’ll run off with it without thinking about the consequences. If male bodyguards don’t expect any fulfillment as women, they might start considering betrayal as an option. But if we dangle a carrot in front of them by fulfilling that need first, they won’t have any reason to turn on us.”

As a result, Hachikuma was the top wife, and there were already plenty of reservations lined up.

“Normally, satisfying the subordinates’ desires is our job as their bosses and husbands, though…”

Hakuto seemed slightly sulky.

“Even so, there are things only a man can provide, aren’t there?”

I recalled how Toki had sincerely thanked me after I had been with Misago.

“If you put it that way, we women just can’t compete.”

Ojiro laughed in surrender.

“I’m glad you understand…”

Chu…

“…So, you’ll satisfy us too, right?”

After briefly considering something, Ojiro pressed her lips lightly against mine and pulled away with a playful smile.

Even in the water, I could see her trembling slightly. It must have been her best attempt at an invitation.

Hakuto silently clapped with a smile, as if to say, “Well done.”

Hakuto had made her move on me on the very first day we met, so she was just a spectator this time.

“Of course, but it won’t be all at once. You’ll have to wait your turn.”

For casual partners, it was one per day. For official wives, it was one every three days, meaning there was quite a wait.

There were already more than ten official wives, and many of them hadn’t even finished their initial honeymoon period.

“Alright!”

As soon as I answered, Ojiro let out a slightly husky cheer and pulled her fist back in a triumphant pose. Her true self must have slipped out.

I almost burst out laughing, but at the same time, my eyes were drawn to the way her well-shaped chest naturally bounced from her movement.

“Now’s your chance! Go for it, grab them!”

Following my gaze, Hakuto’s voice sounded with a mischievous grin, and at the same time, something soft and squishy pressed against my shoulder.

Her enthusiasm was like that of a teenage boy overwhelmed with lust.

“Well then, excuse me.”

I instinctively said as I reached out.

“Hyah!”

A cute voice escaped.

Squeeze, squeeze.

Even though they were large, they maintained their shape with a soft yet firm texture. I was mesmerized.

“How about it? My little sister Ojiro has one of the best chests in our unit, boss.”

Hakuto, sounding like a sleazy old man, commented playfully.

Then again, in this world, there probably weren’t any old men, so maybe it was more like an old woman’s tone.

Now that I thought about it, Yata had said something similar when she was groping Suzume’s breasts.

And why were the subordinates putting their hands together like they were praying?

“What kind of character is that supposed to be…?”

I couldn’t help but retort, my body going slack as I slumped.

From the corner of my vision, I saw Hachikuma looking at me with an exasperated expression, as if watching an idiot.

“To put it lightly, this is the best.”

Squeeze, knead.

“That’s what I like to hear. Feel free to enjoy all 30 of our unit’s breasts.”

I could practically hear the unspoken “including mine” in her tone.

“Isn’t this basically cuckolding?”

I asked just to make sure.

“We’re admired for being manly, but in the end, we’re just substitutes. If there’s a better man out there, of course, he’d take everything away.”

Hakuto answered casually, fully aware of their position as women.

“Well… There hasn’t been anyone else until now, so that’s why it turned into this…”

Ojiro’s face flushed as she spoke, her expression tightening. The tips of her breasts had been standing out for a while, so I lightly pinched one between my fingers.

“Hyah!”

Ojiro let out a cute squeak and her body twitched.

Seeing her react to my actions made it all the more entertaining.

“If you just take our wives, I’d be mad, but Hisui, you’re going to satisfy all of us, right?”

With those words of expectation, Hakuto hugged me from behind, ensuring that I wouldn’t escape.

And seamlessly, she moved to attack my nipples.

Hold on, that area isn’t developed! Rubbing a man’s nipples is pointless!