Non-Human Girls Are Fighting Over Me ~ Do I Get to Refuse? “Nope!” “No Way!” “Not a Chance!” “Absolutely Not!” - Chapter 62 & 63

Chapter 62: Wife Moves (Thursday)

The next morning—

Steam rose from the dining table.

The aroma of freshly cooked rice and miso soup gently roused my still-sleepy mind.

“Aki, listen, I had a weird dream last night…

In the dream, you and Riri were arguing.”

Kazuto spoke groggily, facing his miso soup.

“I hope it doesn’t come true…

Riri’s just an elementary schooler, so forgive her if she says anything weird, okay?”

“…Yeah, you’re right.”

Aki lowered her eyes for a moment, filling the silence with the sound of sipping miso soup.

Her voice was soft but carried a subtle weight.

“…I hope we can sleep well tonight.”

“Uh, yeah.”

Kazuto gave an awkward smile, reaching for the grilled salmon with his chopsticks.

As if to shake off the mood, Aki abruptly changed the subject.

“Oh, and don’t forget your bento. It’s a ‘salmon bento’ today.

…And the trash! It’s PET bottle day. Got it? Don’t forget.”

“Yes…”

As expected, it was full-on “wife moves” from the morning.

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At the front door.

As Kazuto put on his shoes and turned around, a small figure with a schoolbag stood there.

“Good morning, Riri.”

“Good morning, Kazuto.”

For a brief moment, a peaceful morning atmosphere lingered.

…But then—

“Ugh… Aki. …Good morning…”

Riri averted her gaze, her face sheepish.

“Good morning.”

Aki smiled, but her words carried a faint sting.

“You had a nice dream… didn’t you?”

“…!”

Riri’s cheeks flushed slightly. Aki’s tone seemed knowing, almost testing.

A delicate tension hung between them.

Just then—

“Morning, everyone!”

Levi-san appeared, like an angel easing the moment.

“Good morning.”

Kazuto and Aki bowed in unison.

“Have a great day~!”

With Levi-san’s cheerful voice behind them, the three headed to school side by side.

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After school.

The sound of the Ienari household’s front door opening blended with the quiet dusk.

“Man, what a day… Student council recruitment? And club invitations too, one after another. I turned them all down, and now it’s this late.”

Aki muttered to herself as she set down her bag.

Her tone was rushed but carried an oddly housewife-like ring.

“Being a housewife is busy, you know! I don’t have time for that stuff!”

“I’m home~” she called, and a reply came immediately from deeper inside.

“Oh, you’re back~ Welcome home.”

It was Kazuto’s voice, now a natural part of their routine.

Neither showed surprise, and soft smiles appeared.

“Sorry I’m late. I’ll start on dinner now.”

“No need. I made it today. …It’s not as good as yours, though.”

Peeking into the kitchen, Aki saw Kazuto already taking off his apron.

When Aki changed and sat at the table, a spread of fragrant dishes awaited.

A spiced kheema-style curry, freshly baked chapati, and a mildly tangy sauerkraut stew.

“Wow, you can make stuff like this? Not bad.”

“I went for kheema. It’s easy as long as you have spices. No basmati rice, so I made chapati instead. It’s quick since you don’t need to ferment it.”

The scent of spices carried by the steam made Aki’s stomach growl softly.

“Mmm… delicious! You’re good.”

“Just something I tried as a hobby. Easier than I thought.”

“Maybe I’ll have you cook more often then?”

“Sure, but… I can’t make it as tasty as you do. Maybe I’ll try biryani or khao pad next.”

Aki propped her cheek on her hand, chuckling.

“A housewife’s dream is food you can eat without getting your hands dirty. …But I’m looking forward to it.”

She looked every bit the real wife.

(…Kazuto’s not bad. I could love him just like this.)

The thought flickered deep in her heart, unheard by anyone.

To an outsider, they already looked like a married couple.

The moment felt so natural, so comforting.

Eventually, the meal was cleared, and silence returned.

The clock ticked slowly, inching toward the inevitable midnight.

Chapter 63: The Inevitable Chaos

The clock’s hands ticked slowly, inching toward the inevitable midnight.

But an hour before that—

At Towa’s apartment.

“I’ve got word that the stuff is ready! No time to waste, I’m heading out now!”

The moment she hung up the phone, Towa darted into the night.

In a back alley of the bustling district, beyond streets even drunks avoided, after turning a few corners, there stood a quiet izakaya.

Clank—she slid open the door, revealing an unnaturally long hallway.

The creak of wood echoed under her steps as she ventured deeper, pushing open an unassuming side door.

Beyond it lay another world entirely.

The interior, lit by harsh fluorescent lights, was lined with an arsenal of weapons along the walls.

Automatic rifles, swords, spears.

Even glossy protective gear and combat suits exuding an otherworldly aura.

At the counter, a tall, long-haired man leaned on his elbow, grinning.

“Got what you asked for. The ritual’s done too. Of course, the ‘drug’ and ‘clothes’ are included.”

“Not bad. Can’t start without these.”

Towa took the bundle without hesitation, a sultry smile curling her lips.

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2 a.m., at the Ienari household.

“Hey, I’m here.”

Towa slipped into the bed like a shadow.

But what greeted her was the sound of defenseless snoring.

“Zzzzzz…”

Kazuto and Aki were fast asleep, cozied up together.

“Hey…”

Towa poked Kazuto’s shoulder.

“Uh, ugh… let’s just sleep,” came a groggy reply.

“No way, I’m a vampire, I’m nocturnal!”

“Shut uuuup! What time do you think it is?! Every single day!”

Aki bolted upright from the blankets, shouting.

“That’s it, get out! Take Kazuto and go mess around in another room! I’ll lend him to you!”

“What, really?! Let’s go!” Towa’s eyes sparkled.

“Sorry… it’s 2 a.m., right? No way. I’m sleepy, please…”

Kazuto clasped his hands together desperately.

“Ugh, fine…”

Towa reluctantly crawled under the covers and fell asleep beside them.

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And so, morning arrived.

It marked the transition from the fateful Friday night to Saturday morning.