The Case of the Older Woman Next Door Being Way Too Lewd - 10

Chapter 10: The Older Woman Who Ends Up the Same as Always

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“Delicious.”

“Yeah. But maybe we made a little too much.”

“True… I was thinking that too.”

Because we had thrown quite a lot into the mizutaki hot pot, meatballs, fish, and a large amount of vegetables, both of us had already started to feel full. I had done my fair share, but I was at my limit now. My stomach was completely full.

“…Phew.”

When I rubbed my stomach, Mashiro-san gave a wry smile.

“I’ll eat the rest tomorrow for lunch. This should be just the right amount then.”

“Understood.”

Well, it wasn’t unusual for hot pot dishes like this to be eaten the next day, so we decided that Mashiro-san would enjoy the leftovers tomorrow. After the two of us put our hands together and said thanks for the meal, I put a lid on the pot and stood up.

“Mashiro-san, you’re streaming again today, right?”

“I am~. Will you watch nearby again?”

Since doing that every day would wear me out mentally, I politely declined. Mashiro-san looked very disappointed, but she told me I could come into her room anytime if I felt lonely. Saying she needed to prepare for the stream, Mashiro-san went into the dressing room, and after seeing her off I turned on the TV and checked my phone to relax a bit.

“…Whoa.”

That was when I noticed it. I had opened Mashiro-san’s account through SNS, and some of the replies on the post where she had uploaded the photo of the hot pot from earlier caught my eye.

: No way one person can eat that much. Is someone with you?

: Whose phone is that in the back? It’s definitely a guy’s.

: Wow, you betrayed your fans. You better explain.

: So in the end you’re just a woman who spreads her legs for men… kinda disappointing.

Well, only a few people were writing things like that, so it wasn’t blowing up, but since even those comments had likes, they had probably caught the attention of various people. More importantly, these replies seriously pissed me off…

Other people were replying to those posters with things like “nice jealousy” or “that’s creepy,” giving their honest reactions, but I also noticed that it had escalated into arguments. While I was looking at my phone with mixed feelings, Mashiro-san finally came out of the dressing room. She was wearing a mini-skirt type maid outfit. It was completely a cosplay outfit, but it was also a fairly common sight.

“Maybe I’ll go with this today. How is it?”

“It suits you a lot. It’s cute.”

The outfit had lots of frills and was cute, but it also strongly emphasized her cleavage. Actually, the defense level was so low that if she ran even a little, it looked like something might spill out, which honestly made me worry.

“Did something happen?”

As expected, Mashiro-san was sharp. Maybe she noticed something from my expression, because she immediately walked over and looked at my phone with me. Then she saw the words from those people, whether they were fans or antis.

“…Seriously, how annoying.”

Mashiro-san muttered with clear disgust, sounding completely fed up. But this was basically my fault for leaving the phone there carelessly. I needed to apologize. Just as I was about to say sorry, Mashiro-san suddenly pushed my body lightly.

“Whoa…”

I ended up sitting down onto the sofa behind me, and Mashiro-san spread her arms, held my head, and pulled me against her chest.

…Whenever I felt uneasy she often did this, but it made me realize again that Mashiro-san really was someone who noticed my feelings right away.

“It’s okay, Taka-kun. There’s nothing you need to apologize for. Remember? I even said it might be fun to hint at how lovey-dovey we are.”

“…But…”

She hugged me even tighter. My face slipped into the space between her cleavage, and my cheeks grew hot like when I had overheated in the bath earlier. Even so, Mashiro-san never let go and gently stroked my head.

“Really, you don’t need to worry about it. When you’re in this kind of world, people will poke at you over completely unrelated things or say nonsense accusations. This time is the same. It’s better to stay confident instead of getting shaken by it.”

“………”

Honestly… it really felt like, as expected of her. She said words meant to reassure me, but while giggling happily, Mashiro-san added something else.

“But it makes me happy that you worry like that. It’s like you’re seriously thinking about me… it makes me feel like Taka-kun truly cares about me.”

“…Of course I do.”

Of course I was thinking seriously. Because I…

Just as I was thinking that, Mashiro-san gave me one final tight hug, then pulled away while murmuring “Alright” as if psyching herself up.

“Hehe, I really am happy, you know? But if this had made Taka-kun leave Onee-san, I don’t know what I would have done.”

“…!”

Her expression suddenly changed from joy into the frightening smile she had shown before, and my heart literally felt like it shrank from fear. But… lately I had started to wonder if part of me actually found that kind of possessiveness from Mashiro-san comforting.

“By the way… What were you planning to do if I had left you?”

Part of me was curious in a morbid way. Mashiro-san then opened her mouth while licking her lower lip with a seductive aura like a succubus from a manga.

“I’d lock Taka-kun in my room so you could never leave Onee-san again. Make you into someone who can’t live without Onee-san… though realistically that might be impossible! But I was thinking it would be nice if you depended on Onee-san even a little more than you do now… yes.”

“…Right.”

It was completely like something a yandere would say, but at the very end she seemed to get embarrassed by what she had said, and the dark atmosphere faded as she returned to her usual self.

…What she said, and the way she got shy afterward, were both cute, and I ended up getting embarrassed too. We just looked at each other in silence.

This is awkward!

“…Mashiro-san, good luck with the stream.”

Since the stream start time was getting close, I muttered that quietly. Mashiro-san nodded happily.

“Yep!”

After seeing Mashiro-san enter the streaming room, I lay down on the sofa a little later and decided to watch the stream on my phone. When the scheduled time arrived, the usual game screen appeared along with a small window showing Mashiro-san. And there it was, her large chest appearing with such presence it felt like a sound effect should play.

: SHE’S HEREEEEE

: Good evening!

: Been waiting, Mashiro-chan!

: As always, magnificent chest

: Looks soft

The comment section was the same as always.

『Good evening, everyone. Alright, let’s get started energetically today.』

After a bit of chatting, the game began. Mashiro-san happily played while responding to comments, but as expected, those people showed up.

: Are you living with a man?

: Did you two eat hot pot together?

: Explain.

…Mashiro-san had told me not to worry, but seeing people ask things like that so bluntly still felt a little creepy.

Only a few people in the chat were asking things like that. Others ignored them or told them to stop talking about unrelated things, but those people kept spamming and being a nuisance.

『..Haah.』

At that moment, Mashiro-san let out a sigh filled with as much disgust as possible. The game continued, but she spoke in a flat voice.

『Don’t you think digging into things like that is just plain creepy? I looked at some of those replies on SNS too. Honestly, I was impressed by how much imagination people had from just that one photo. And the funniest one was that reply saying I was just a woman who spreads her legs for men. Like…Are you seriously telling me to stay a virgin until the day I die? That sounds pretty cruel.』

: That is cruel

: A lifelong virgin… wait, does that mean Mashiro-chan is still a…?

: Stop it, that’s creepy. Don’t ask weird questions

: 10000¥ – Get lost, you perverts

: lol

: But shouldn’t you explain?

『Explain? Why? Why do I have to explain my private life? I don’t understand that part.』

“…Whoa.”

Mashiro-san was pretty close to snapping. But one thing was clear: the people trying to bother her like this were just a tiny minority. Most people either cared but chose not to ask, or simply enjoyed Mashiro-san as a streamer. The stream continued after that, but before long the people who had been aggressively questioning her disappeared.

『…I want to get married…』

At that moment, she said it in a fairly serious tone, and the comment section exploded.

: Ah… she’s definitely single

: That one line said everything

: Maybe she has someone but he’s not interested in her.

: 10000¥ – Sorry, that someone is me

: 5000¥ – No, it’s me

: 250¥ – Actually, it’s me

: The decreasing amounts are hilarious

: That sounded exactly like a single woman I know in her late thirties

: Does that mean Mashiro can’t get married until her 40s…?

『Huh!? I’ll get married in my 30s at most!! And I want kids too!?』

The stream continued in a lively and teasing atmosphere. I also tried writing something in the chat.

: Do your best, Mashiro-san

The comments were flying by at a furious pace. Because of that, I thought my comment would disappear immediately…

『Yeah, I will. Watch me until the end, okay?!』

At that moment, it still wasn’t clear who exactly those words were meant for.

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