The Case of the Older Woman Next Door Being Way Too Lewd - 12

Chapter 12: The Older Woman Who Just Wants Me to Agree With Her

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I believed this was a common thing among students. While the beginning of the week felt gloomy to students, they always felt more excited as the weekend got closer and the holidays approached.  I was the same way, and I felt pretty energetic through yesterday and today… well, I ended up getting exhausted today in a different way, though.

“…I just went through a terrible ordeal.”

The moment I got to school, Souji and the other two started grilling me about Mashiro-san. Of course, they didn’t know her name or anything. They just asked who the “blonde-haired, big-breasted beauty” was, much like they did over the phone. They were quite persistent, but I couldn’t trouble Mashiro-san, so I stubbornly refused to give them any details. Eventually, they seemed to realize it was futile from my attitude and stopped asking.

『…I see… You’re already a man now, aren’t you?』

No, I made sure to tell them that I was still a “cherry boy,” for the record. It wasn’t like Mashiro-san and I were actually dating or in a romantic relationship… hmmm.

“…Why does Mashiro-san…”

I kept thinking about why she liked me so much. It wasn’t like she was teasing me out of malice. That person actually told me she liked me from the bottom of her heart. She always expressed her feelings honestly, and she flustered me… but life with Mashiro-san was incredibly fun and full of happiness. Maybe there was a part of me that wanted Mashiro-san to fill the loneliness of not having my father and mother around. When I thought about it like that, I found myself wanting to see her as soon as possible.

“…Hmm.”

I hadn’t made any specific promises to eat dinner together today… which made me realize it had been a while since I was the one trying to send a message. Recently, Mashiro-san had been the one inviting me most of the time, and I had just been nodding along as if being swept away.

『Would it be okay if we ate dinner together today too?』

Click. I sent it without really thinking. After sending it, I felt an indescribable sense of embarrassment, and I reflexively stuffed my smartphone into my pocket. I didn’t know what kind of reply would come back… 

Ah, I’m getting so nervous.

“I guess I’ll head home for now… ah.”

My smartphone buzzed. Thinking “Could it be?”, I picked it up to find an instant reply from Mashiro-san. Not even a minute had passed. In fact, it had only been dozens of seconds since I sent her a message.

『Of course! Come over as soon as you get home! I mean, come over every day, Taka-kun!!』

She used various emojis as if to express her feelings. Every day was still a bit much, but the idea was definitely appealing, and I couldn’t help but smile at the thought. I put my phone in my pocket and started running a little faster. My heart pounded loudly and I broke into quite a sweat, but my legs didn’t stop. By the time I reached the apartment, I was sweating as much as I would after a good workout, so I decided to take a shower first.

“I’m home.”

I set down my things and grabbed a change of clothes, but just as I was about to head to the bath, the intercom rang. Thinking “Could it be?,” again, I went to the door and opened it, and just as I thought, it was Mashiro-san.

“Welcome home, Taka-kun… Whoa, you’re sweating a lot.”

“Ahaha, I ran home, you see.”

Mashiro-san was surprised by my appearance, but hearing that I had run back, she smirked happily for some reason. I didn’t really want her smelling my sweat, but Mashiro-san approached me without seeming to care.

“Could it be… you wanted to see Onee-san that badly? Nyan~?”

Mashiro-san tilted her head and looked up at me… and I nodded. Then, Mashiro-san’s eyes widened in surprise. She stared at me intently. Unlike my usual self, I was being honest… wait, how did I usually act again?

“That’s right… I wanted to see Mashiro-san as soon as possible.”

I was too embarrassed to say it was because I was lonely. Then, as if struck by lightning, Mashiro-san’s body trembled with a spark, and she lunged at me with a hug as if letting out a joyful roar.

“Taka-kunnnnnnnn!!”

“Whoa!?”

Mashiro-san threw her arms wide and hugged me, and the force of it was stronger than any embrace I had felt before.

“Ma-Mashiro-san, I’m all sweaty!”

“I don’t care about that at all! It doesn’t bother me one bit! In fact, I prefer it this way, Taka-kun!!”

“Eh…”

…Well, I guess this was the usual Mashiro-san.

Since my arms were sweaty too, I tried to avoid touching Mashiro-san as much as possible. She rubbed her body against me as if she really didn’t mind… ahh, now some sweat stains had formed on her clothes.

“Were you lonely?”

“…………”

At those words suddenly whispered to me, I unintentionally… gave a small nod. Mashiro-san, who had buried her face in my chest, looked up and stared at me again. Her expression was very gentle, like a mother looking at her child.

“I see, I see… I guess I understand your feeling a little. When I first started living alone, I often felt that way too.”

“You too, Mashiro-san?”

Mashiro-san nodded.

“There’s definitely the loneliness of not being able to see family, but I can hear their voices whenever I call, and they’re such doting parents that they’d come flying over the moment I said I was lonely… Besides, the words I received when I was little gave me courage.”

It was true that both of Mashiro-san’s parents were doting. I had met them both, of course, and they were apparently close enough to go out drinking with my parents. Every time I met her mother, she would ask how far we had progressed… Well, I knew they were that close and that they loved Mashiro-san dearly.

“Wait, when you were little?”

“Fufu, that’s a secret. I believe that one day… you’ll remember.”

“…………”

From the way she said that, could it be…? Mashiro-san loosened her hugging arms and placed her palms against both of my cheeks.

“Right now, Taka-kun is by my side and that really gives Onee-san strength, you know? Time with Taka-kun has been added to my unchanging daily routine, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say my life is the most fulfilling it’s ever been right now. That’s how much I’m saved by you, Taka-kun.”

She gave a beaming smile that could easily captivate anyone, and my face felt hot. This person smiled so beautifully and always made me feel happy… I see, so Mashiro-san had felt that way all along. But it was the same for me.

“Me too.”

“Eh?”

“I’m saved by Mashiro-san’s presence too. Because you’re always by my side and because you’re here when I come home, I can do my best… well, it sounds a bit silly coming from a high school kid.”

When I laughed, Mashiro-san shook her head and said that wasn’t true.

“Age doesn’t matter. If two people want each other, then that’s all that matters….That’s what love is, right?”

“Yes… huh?”

Wait, I felt like the conversation changed in an instant. Looking as if she had just secured a verbal commitment, Mashiro-san reached into her cleavage and pulled something out. What she slammed down onto the table with a bang was… a marriage registration!?

“Wait, Mashiro-san!?”

“Fufu, I have your word now. In other words, you and I are in love. It’s not “like,” it’s “looooove”! Which means, it’s perfectly fine for us to get married. Look, I’ve already written my name and stamped it. All that’s left is for Taka-kun to write his name and stamp it here, then we will submit it to the city hall and we’ll officially be a married couple!!”

Crap, Mashiro-san was breathing as heavily as a steam locomotive.

“…Fuhe… fuhehe…!”

Please wipe your drool, Mashiro-san.

In front of my eyes, while my shoulders were held down as if she would absolutely never let me escape, were the marriage registration and a ballpoint pen. For now, since I was still a high school student, I couldn’t exactly write my name on this.

I somehow managed to persuade her, and though she looked extremely dissatisfied, Mashiro-san tucked the marriage registration back into her cleavage. 

…Wait, why do you store it there?

“Because it’s something precious.”

“…Haah.”

I’ll refrain from asking if it gets ruined by sweat.

I had the calmed-down Mashiro-san go back to her room for a moment, and after I took a shower and cleaned myself up, I visited her room again.

“…Um, Mashiro-san?”

“Fufu, I decided to become a nurse to heal the lonely Taka-kun.”

It was a nurse’s uniform that she kept as one of her cosplay outfits… However, the skirt was quite short, and the chest was naturally open, with her large breasts there to greet me. If you called this a nurse, nurses all over the country would probably get angry… but it was incredibly erotic.

“Taka-kun, look, come over here.”

She pulled my hand and led me to the sofa. And then, she had me rest my head on her lap… hmm? Why was she setting up recording equipment?

“It’s a good opportunity, so I thought I’d make an ear-cleaning voice recording while actually cleaning Taka-kun’s ears.”

“I see…”

I see… is that really an appropriate response?

“Tell me if it hurts, okay? Even if you make a sound, I can edit it out cleanly, so it’s fine.”

“Right…”

After pressing the recording button, Mashiro-san brought her face close to my ear.

『Well then… shall we begin? I’m going to make you nice and clean, so just leave yourself to Onee-san. There, there, good boy.』

“…………”

In a way, this was likely to become a battle against the tingling sensations going directly to my brain.

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