My Sex Friend Is My Childhood Friend? - 22-23

Chapter 22: Feeling Like a Newlywed With Mahiru

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Since then, Mahiru started coming over to my place more often. It helped my wallet too, but apparently Mahiru preferred being at my place anyway. She gradually got used to the distance between us, and we could joke around like we used to. I was glad.

But the thing is..

Lately, Mahiru had started coming over practically every day. It seemed like her current part-time job made it difficult to drop by freely, so she said she switched to working as a cram school tutor. Well, considering she was a university student, tutoring probably paid better anyway.

Step step step

“Nagi-kun!”

Mahiru had arrived. Lately, she’d started calling me by my actual name. I’d told her to wait after ringing the doorbell, but… 

Having her call my name out front every day was getting embarrassing—I was seriously considering just giving her a spare key. When I opened the door, Mahiru was standing there, holding a large tote bag in both hands.

“Nagi-kun, we’re going to the 100-yen shop today, right? I made a list of what I want.”

Today, we were planning to go shopping for household necessities. There were still way too many things missing from my place as someone living alone.

“Let’s see…”

I took the memo from her and read it out loud.

“Toothbrush, balloons, playing cards, that toy where you pull the crocodile’s teeth, and a box.”

Please, stop adding useless junk to the house.

Honestly, the only thing on this list that seemed necessary was the toothbrush… I didn’t even want to ask about the balloons.

“Hey, what’s this box for?”

“Oh, that’s a box to put all the tools I’m gonna use to cheer Nagi-kun up!”

Whoa there! What kind of human experiments are you planning to run on me?

“No boxes.”

I crossed out everything but the toothbrush and handed the memo back.

“But I thought about it all the way till midnight yesterday…”

Mahiru puffed out her cheeks and looked genuinely sad. Right… She was probably treating this like a mock married life. I guess I could let her have a little fun.

“Alright, we can get the playing cards.”

“Yay! I love you, Nagi-kun!”

The two of us walked to the nearby 100-yen shop together. It was surprisingly fun browsing the shelves and bickering over what to buy. We managed to get the bare necessities—rice bowls, soup bowls, chopsticks, and glasses—so that was good.

Mahiru insisted on getting that crocodile tooth toy, so I ended up putting it in the basket too. After we’d loaded the basket with our bare-minimum daily items (though that crocodile definitely didn’t count), we split up. I had no clue what kinds of things girls needed, so I left her to do her own shopping.

As for me, I found something amazing. It was… A handheld electric massager!! Tonight… I would finally defeat that lust demon!

Mahiru finished her shopping, and we headed to the checkout. The cashier started scanning items and reading them aloud.

“Let’s see, this one’s a 1,000-yen item—beep.”

Wait. I don’t remember buying anything that expensive.

When I looked at the cashier’s hand, she was holding the crocodile.

What?

That thing cost that much? And it was the least useful item of the bunch!? I was about to tell her to go return it, but Mahiru, sensing my intention, hugged the crocodile to her chest like it was her own child.

What are you, a toddler!? …Fine. Whatever.

When the cashier asked what to do, I said to the cashier.

“We’ll buy it.”

Finally, she asked if we needed a bag. Mahiru immediately answered.

“We’ll put it in this, so we don’t need a bag!”

“In this”…?

… That’s a box. Wait a minute, you bought the box!? That’s the first thing I crossed off the list!

Haah…

I paid with a half-smile on my face.

On the way home, I carried the box as we walked side by side. A few years from now, maybe there’d be a little one between us and the three of us might be walking this same road someday

That was the kind of dream I found myself having.

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Chapter 23: The Greatness of the Apron’s Power

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When I got home, Mahiru started preparing dinner.

“Hold on a second.” 

She said before heading to the changing room. When she came out, she was wearing nothing but an apron. As we had discussed yesterday, she playfully fluttered the edge of the apron.  I had always thought about this, but this girl was oddly earnest about everything, even with the apron. I could imagine Mahiru studying late until the night about the ‘naked apron’ phenomenon.

She’s an idiot, but a lovable idiot, just like Scum Senpai. But… Sorry, you’re totally wasting your elite university brain over this…

Mahiru’s face turned bright red.

“It’s embarrassing, so look away…”

Now, now. Why did you come without your clothes on then? Still, she was embarrassed after all that wild stuff we had done?

I’ll never understand a maiden’s heart.

I rested at the table for a bit. Mahiru was rinsing rice in the kitchen. The swish swish sound was soothing. A naked apron. It was a great view to behold. Putting the lewd stuff aside, I could definitely watch this purely to appreciate it. 

While rinsing the rice, Mahiru occasionally turned to talk to me. Each time, the subtle outline of her lats showed. It was beautiful.

“Um, Nagi-kun, you always tell me not to shower… So today, I didn’t shower before coming.”

This girl gets it.

Feeling like a drug-sniffing dog, I circled around her, sniffing.

Hmm, just the smell of soap. Boring. This won’t get my ED-san’s heartbeat going! It’s not exciting enough!

“Hey, Mahiru. The soap smell is a bit too generic. Can I sniff directly, like, in certain specific areas?”

Her cheeks flushed even redder.

“Of course you can’t!!”

Tch.

“You know, I’ve been meaning to say, you keep talking about being my sex slave, but you’ve never once gone along with my kinks.”

“N-No, that’s…”

That’s right. She just does whatever she enjoys and never indulges my preferences.

“Gotcha there, huh?”

“Ugh…”

“So, let’s do it!!”

“Fine… But I don’t want it from behind, so do it from the front.”

What a weird hill to die on.  Whatever, either way’s fine.

With that, Mahiru turned to me, lifting her apron like an aristocratic lady’s curtsy. And then, it was smooth. Completely smooth! The grassland that should be there was gone.

I pointed and asked.

“Why’s it gone?”

“Don’t point!! Um, my university friend said this is the best way to cheer a guy up.”

Are your friends okay? Like, in the head? I mean, what’s with university kids’ sex lives these days?

Then Mahiru pointed at my lower half.

“Nagi-kun, th-that…”

Huh? Oh! 

The little guy fell right into a university girl’s honey trap…

It’s standing! Yes! I’m back!!

Needless to say, a grand festival of the male god’s revival followed. We got so carried away that we went at it until late to the point we ran out of time to cook dinner. 

We’ll use the ingredients tomorrow.

We grabbed some food at a convenience store and ate in the car on the way back.

“Sorry, it got late again.”

“It’s okay. I’m just happy you’re feeling better, Nagi-kun.”

“We didn’t even have time for a shower…”

Mahiru smiled shyly.

“That’s actually kinda nice… I mean, never mind.”

After a brief pause, she continued. Placing both hands neatly on the center console, she leaned forward with a slightly apologetic look.

“…I have another request, Nagi-kun. Will you meet my university friend and pretend to be my boyfriend?”

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