The Case of the Older Woman Next Door Being Way Too Lewd - 19

Chapter 19: The Older Woman Who Keeps Going on the Offensive

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The yakiniku I went to eat with Mashiro-san was delicious, and more than anything, it was fun. Just like Mashiro-san told me, I ended up eating without holding back… but she seemed happy about it, so I guess I should think of that as a good thing. Now then. Since I had come back from outside, I was naturally sweating. All that was left was to take a bath and relax… but maybe I had taken Mashiro-san’s words from earlier too lightly.

“……………”

“Ufufu♪”

Inside the bathroom, standing in front of me with only a towel wrapped around my waist, was Mashiro-san, who was likewise only covering the front of her body.

『Let’s take a bath together when we get home♪』

I never thought she would just casually slip in like that. She was so natural about it that I allowed her to enter before I could even say anything. And maybe remembering the time I overheated and collapsed before, she even let in a slightly cool breeze this time… she had completely sealed off my escape routes!

“Taka-kun, you can’t run away from Onee-san anymore♪”

“Eek…”

Giving off an alluring aura like a leopard about to devour its prey, or perhaps like a succubus, Mashiro-san sat down right in front of me. Still, it looked like she was just going to wash up normally, so I felt a little relieved.

“Come here, Taka-kun. I’ll wash your hair.”

“…Okay.”

At times like this, it was best to behave quietly. Just like before, I would try not to think about it too much. Having my hair gently washed with the shower was still fine, but the problem came when it was time to wash my body.

“…?”

There was a soft towel meant for washing the body gently, but for some reason Mashiro-san didn’t use it. She lathered up soap, then spread the foam over her own body… more precisely, over her chest. 

Ah, I see, so she’s washing herself first.

I understood that much, and figured I should wash my own body before Mashiro-san started doing whatever she wanted with me, but…

“Taka-kun? Onee-san will wash you, so don’t move.”

“Huh? But Mashiro-san, just now you were…”

“Like this…!”

Mashiro-san suddenly hugged me from the front. With a soft boing sound, the two huge mounds on her chest pressed against me. Then she started moving her body up and down while breathing against my ear.

“Th-this is…!”

“Fufu♪ There we go… become clean, become clean♪”

Sure, our skin was rubbing together, so maybe I was technically being washed… but at this rate it felt like my sanity would get washed away too…! I desperately chanted in my head to endure, to endure, but this woman…

“Fuu… haa… come on, don’t hold back. You can leave everything to Onee-san.”

An ear-attack combo too!? Back when she made ASMR videos I had heard Mashiro-san’s voice up close before, but because we were in the bath, the sound echoed and made my eardrums vibrate even more.

“…You’re a tough nut to crack, Taka-kun.”

“Why do you sound so frustrated…?”

From the slightly sulky gaze Mashiro-san shot at me, it almost felt like I could hear the words “Why won’t you attack me?” Eventually, halfway through, we ended up just using the towel normally to wash my body.

“Taka-kun, are you going to soak in the bath?”

“I think I’ll soak a little.”

“Oh? Then I’ll soak a little too.”

“Huh?”

We put our feet in at the same time and sat down together. We ended up facing each other, and in front of me Mashiro-san stretched comfortably. I struggled to keep my gaze fixed on her face instead of the chest floating on the water… though honestly, that was embarrassing too.

“Hey, Taka-kun. Do you want to have a little contest?”

“A contest…?”

When I asked that, Mashiro-san nodded and continued.

“From now until we get out of the bath, whoever makes the other blush wins. The loser… hmm, let’s say they have to do whatever the winner asks. How about that?”

“…Do I even have a chance of winning that?”

“Ufufu~♪ That depends on how hard you try, Taka-kun.”

Mashiro-san smiled sweetly right in front of me… she had the face of someone completely confident in her victory. I mean, we were already in this situation. I was practically already embarrassed, so I didn’t think it would even be a fair match. But since we’d come this far, I might as well accept.

“Alright. Let’s do it.”

“Even if you lose, it’ll be fine. I won’t ask for anything too weird.”

“…Is that so?”

I wasn’t entirely convinced, but here we go. Mashiro-san raised her hand, then lowered it, and the match began.

“Taka-kun.”

“Yes…”

“I love you!!”

With that, she pressed her body tightly against mine and wrapped her legs around me from behind. The position was what people commonly called the “I-love-you hold.” While the bathwater splashed loudly around us, Mashiro-san clung to me and rubbed her cheek against mine.

“…Mashiro-san, you win.”

“Yay♪”

Well, of course that was how it would turn out. Watching Mashiro-san happily celebrate, I let out a small sigh. Leaving the bathroom ahead of her, I dried my body, put on my pajamas, and headed to the living room.

“…Haah.”

It definitely wasn’t my imagination that I felt incredibly tired. After spacing out for a while, Mashiro-san returned after drying her hair. Just like before, the buttons at the front of her clothes were undone, leaving her open cleavage fully visible.

“Fuu, that was a nice bath.”

“…Yeah.”

She really looked pleased. She sat down beside me on the sofa, and with that movement a pleasant shampoo scent drifted toward me. She checked something on her smartphone, chuckled softly, and showed me the screen. It was Mashiro-san’s social media. It was the post from when we went out to eat yakiniku, and it said the person she ate with was a secret.

“Look at the replies.”

“Whoa…”

There were tons of replies asking if the person was a man or if it was her boyfriend. Some people wrote extremely long messages like they were seriously in love with her and honestly, those were a little scary. Mashiro-san didn’t care about any of those replies at all and simply posted that the yakiniku was delicious and she wanted to go again sometime.

Immediately, replies started pouring in again. Once more there were tons of long messages, but Mashiro-san still didn’t seem to mind. Actually, this kind of behavior from her wasn’t unusual. Some people even replied straightforwardly saying they could guess what had happened and that they were happy for her.

“Anyway, hey Taka-kun. About the request from earlier, I’ll save it for another time.”

“Oh, okay.”

“But don’t worry. I definitely won’t forget about it~♪”

“…Alright.”

If possible, please let it be something that isn’t exhausting.

“…Oh right. I was supposed to call Mom.”

“Your mother?”

“Yeah. I talked with Dad the other day, so I thought I should talk with Mom too. Apparently she’s been feeling pretty lonely.”

“Fufu, I’m sure she’ll be happy.”

I operated my smartphone and called Mom. She picked up instantly.

『Hello?』

“Th-that was fast, Mom.”

『Of course it was! It’s a call from my son!』

…Yeah, that’s the kind of person my mom is. Well, as her son it does make me feel happy knowing I’m loved.

『Is Mashiro-chan nearby too?』

“Yeah. She’s right next to me.”

『My my, you two really are close. Though Philia told me about it too.』

Apparently they had talked on the phone after that. I switched to the speaker mode so Mashiro-san’s voice could be heard as well. Mashiro-san leaned closer and spoke.

“Good evening, Philia. How have you been?”

『Good evening, Mashiro-chan. I’m well, but… sometimes I’d like to see both my son and your face too.』

“Ahaha, I feel the same way. I think Taka-kun will go home once summer vacation starts. Would it be okay if I came along too?”

『Of course. Please come.』

“Yes!”

It seemed she had just decided to come visit my parents’ house. After that, Mashiro-san, Mom, and I kept chatting endlessly. At some point, Mashiro-san started talking about what was happening earlier.

“Okaa-sama, listen to this! I took a bath with Taka-kun earlier, but he wouldn’t fall for my temptations at all!”

『Oh my, that’s impressive, Takahisa, resisting Mashiro-chan like that.』

“But that’s not good enough, Okaa-sama! If you were a man and I was right in front of you, what would you do!?”

『…I’d probably jump on you.』

“Right!? That’s the normal reaction, right!?”

What on earth are these two talking about…?

Before I knew it, Mashiro-san had entered a girls-only world with Mom and left me out of the conversation. I looked away and started thinking about tomorrow. Apparently Mashiro-san would stream at night as usual, but in the morning she planned to do some maintenance on her equipment. After that she would edit an ASMR video for upload… maybe I’d help her with something.

“Yawn…”

A big yawn escaped me. I was starting to feel sleepy.

『Mashiro-chan, please keep taking care of Takahisa.』

“Leave it to me! Not only while he’s a student, but even after he graduates, I’ll take good care of him!”

『Mashiro-chan really does love Takahisa, doesn’t she? That makes me very happy.』

“Yes! I’ll always love him!”

And it was only natural that my sleepiness vanished instantly. Anyone would react that way hearing a conversation like that right beside them. The talking went on for a while longer, Mashiro-san eventually ended the call since it was getting late. I also said a quick good night before hanging up.

“Fuu, I’m getting sleepy. You were yawning big time, Taka-kun.”

“Ahaha… I might really be tired.”

“I totally get it. Alright, let’s go to bed.”

“Okay.”

Even if the next day was a day off, Mashiro-san didn’t stay up late. She led me to the bedroom, and once we got into bed together, she started breathing softly in sleep almost immediately.

“…Huh!?”

That’s when I realized something. The fact that I had stopped questioning how naturally we slept together like this might be proof that I was gradually being influenced by Mashiro-san.

“…Hey.”

When I poked her cheek, Mashiro-san chuckled in her sleep and moved closer, hugging me. It felt a little warm, but the air conditioner made the room cool. After confirming that the timer was properly set, I drifted off to sleep too.

“…Good night, Taka-kun.”

Chu.

Something touched my cheek… Was it a dream, or…?

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