The Case of the Older Woman Next Door Being Way Too Lewd - 15

Chapter 15: The Older Woman Who Would Rely on Hypnosis

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Mashiro’s mornings started early. She had always emphasized to Takahisa that he should get a solid eight hours of sleep a day, so she lived by the principle of early to bed, early to rise. The risqué negligee she wore, designed to stir a man’s desire, was purely meant to tempt Takahisa sleeping next to her. As could be seen from their past, it hadn’t fully worked yet, but it was certainly chipping away at Takahisa’s reason.

“Today’s Saturday… So let’s stay together all day, okay?”

Tracing Takahisa’s sleeping cheek with her finger, Mashiro whispered this. It might have been an illusion born of her desire, but she thought she saw him nod. She squealed with delight and nuzzled his cheek even more.

“I’ll rub my scent all over so no other woman comes near.”

Like a cat marking her territory, the enchantingly alluring woman claimed the man she loved. Satisfied for the moment, Mashiro lay back down, resting her head on the pillow. Normally she would get up to prepare breakfast, but since it was a day off, she decided to relax a little longer.

“Hmm-hmm-hmm~♪”

Humming softly so as not to wake Takahisa, she picked up her phone and started her long-overdue ego search. Typing “Mashiro” brought up suggestions like boobs, erotic, bitch… nothing worth worrying about. Whether positive or negative, these words were just background noise to Mashiro, who always put Takahisa first.

“Heh, people sure write whatever they want.”

Rumors that she slept around or spent tips at host clubs… Well, given she used her body professionally, such thoughts were perhaps inevitable. But Mashiro knew every one of them was wrong. Since denying it wouldn’t matter, she usually didn’t respond at all.

“…Mashiro-san.”

It happened at that moment. Takahisa, still asleep, murmured her name and hugged her. Perhaps because the early morning was a bit chilly despite it being summer, he clung to her body for warmth. Like hugging a body pillow, he pressed his cheek to her soft, ample chest, showing a contented sleeping face.

“Taka-kun really is such a spoiled boy♪”

Mashiro didn’t do anything to provoke him, despite his cute behavior. She thought it best to let him do as he wished while asleep. While being held by him, she resumed her ego search, feeling blissful.

“…Wow, this guy’s talking about me again.”

Genkaku, that man, was tweeting about her again. There was nothing bad, just wanting to team up in a tournament, but even harmless remarks could upset some fans. The replies section was filled with a lot of harsh words.

“These people are so bored out of their minds.”

They had no interactions during her livestreams and none on social media either, yet people speculated wildly. Mashiro always found this strange. Back when she first did ego searches, it was intense. DMs—private messages—flooded in: meet in real life, pay to sleep with me, even photos of private parts.

“It used to be crazy.”

She laughed bitterly at the memory. With that done, she moved on to the next task she always did before Takahisa woke up: “hypnosis.” She had found it online, said to work after a week. Speaking desperately, though earnestly, Mashiro whispered into Takahisa’s unmoving ears:

“Taka-kun, you’ll want to attack onee-san~! Taka-kun, you’ll want to marry onee-san~! Taka-kun, you’ll want to make babies with onee-san~! Taka-kun, you won’t be able to live without onee-san~!”

…It was completely just her desires spoken aloud in pseudo-hypnosis. She had been doing this for a week, and if it worked, today would be the day of her dreams. A few minutes later, Takahisa woke up. Still sleepy, rubbing his eyes, Mashiro’s soul practically screamed internally.

(Cute! So cute!)

“Taka-kun… do you want to attack onee-san…?”

Filled with hope, she asked.

“…What did you say?”

Seeing him as usual, she smiled and pressed her face to the pillow, blurting out.

“F〇ck!!”

“Mashiro-san!?”

It was clear that relying on hypnosis like that was a bad idea.

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Anyway, that morning, I was on the receiving end of some very suspicious hypnosis attempts. Smiling at Mashiro’s frustration over it not working at all, we got out of bed to start breakfast. Since today was a day off, we planned to relax. Mashiro even said I should stay with her all day. That evening, she’d drive us to the city for yakiniku.

“Today I’ll livestream from the afternoon and take the night off. What should I do…”

She planned an afternoon livestream so we could enjoy yakiniku dinner without rushing. I suggested she could just do a casual chat session.

“Hmm… Lately it’s been mostly game streams. Maybe I’ll do casual chat today.”

Even though game streams drew viewers, most of Mashiro’s fans were there to see her, so a casual chat would still get plenty of attention, sometimes even more. After breakfast, as I washed the dishes and Mashiro folded the laundry. She even included mine, since I’d been staying over often.

“……………”

Watching absentmindedly, she picked up a bra. Its size was astonishing. Of course it was. That bra had the duty of supporting her ample chest with impressive strength. Next, she picked up my underwear.

“……Haa~”

She sighed and pressed it to her face. I almost dropped the plate in my hand but managed to hold it. Apparently, she didn’t notice me watching.

Well, if it can be her fuel for the day, then… It’s fine, I guess…

“Suu… haa… hamu-hamu… fuhehe♪”

“……………”

Mashiro, maybe don’t nibble the delicate zones…

Even with that expression, her hands moved as she folded the laundry. I probably looked like a Buddha while watching.

“……?”

At that moment, the intercom rang. Wondering who it could be, Mashiro got up to check the camera at the entrance.

“……Eh?”

Her surprised voice… Was it someone she knew?

“Taka-kun.”

“Yes?”

“Uh… Mom’s here.”

“…Yes?”

Well… That was unexpected.

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