The Case of the Older Woman Next Door Being Way Too Lewd - 2

Chapter 2: A Really Lewd Older Woman

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“What? So that’s what it was! Onee-san is relieved!”

“…I see.”

Today at school, I almost collided with a girl. If she had been the nasty type, she might have clicked her tongue or spread it among her friends, but she turned out to be kind, so that helped. So something like that happened. I did not notice it myself, but Mashiro-san must have smelled it. 

Actually, what do you mean by smell? Now that I think about it again, what kind of sense of smell does she even have?

“…Hmm.”

Without letting Mashiro-san notice, I slightly averted my gaze. Right now I was sitting across from Mashiro-san at a table, eating dinner together. As usual, the food was delicious enough to make me feel like I could ascend to heaven. However, right in my line of sight were those large mounds resting on the table. I had heard they were in the triple digits. That meant this table alone was bearing the full weight of them.

“…Hehe.”

Ah, this was bad.

The moment I thought that, it was already too late. I thought she had not noticed, but apparently Mashiro-san had. When I raised my face, Mashiro-san smiled and poked her own chest with her index finger.

“Are you that curious about this? Well, you’re a boy, so it’s only natural. I mean, I do show them off.”

“……………”

I had thought she was definitely doing it on purpose. But when she pointed it out directly, it was embarrassing. Normally women would dislike it when people stared at their chest. But Mashiro-san took photos and showed her cleavage during streams, so she seemed used to it and completely at ease.

“Social media and streaming are just tools to attract people. I’ve decided that this big chest is simply for that purpose. But you know…?”

She paused for a moment, then looked directly into my eyes and continued.

“You’re different, Taka-kun. If you want to touch them in private, you can anytime. If anything, you can throw all the sexual desire you have at me. I’m prepared for that, and I also have enough money to support you~♪”

“……………”

Honestly, I had no idea why Mashiro-san trusted me so completely or liked me this much. She was three years older than me, twenty-one years old. Since she was an adult, I wondered if she was simply teasing a high school student like me. But there was never any malice in her actions. Thinking back, after I moved here we had a chance to talk a little and since then she had been incredibly kind to me.

“Hey… Taka-kun.”

“…!?”

Maybe because I was lost in thought, I did not notice Mashiro-san had come close to me. She licked her lower lip slightly. Even though I was desperately holding back, this woman kept trying to shatter my self-control.

“To erase that woman’s scent, I’ll have to overwrite it.”

With those words, she pressed her soft body against me as much as possible. It was literally like marking territory. Even if I tried to think rationally, I was still a man, so it was not like I disliked being treated like this. Actually, it started to scare me a little. I felt like I was gradually becoming more and more influenced by Mashiro-san.

“Mashiro-san, I won’t be able to enjoy the delicious food if this continues…”

“Oh my, what am I doing? You’re right. If it gets cold, it won’t taste good!”

Mashiro-san quickly moved away and sat across from me again. At the same time, those large breasts landed back on the table. As I tried to take another bite of the hamburger steak I had been eating, Mashiro-san suddenly spoke again.

“Taka-kun, are you okay financially? Do you have any problem with money”

Money… She meant living expenses, right? If that was the case, there was no problem. My family sent me money every month. They even told me to ask if I needed more, so there was no need for Mashiro-san to worry.

“That’s not what I mean. Your living expenses might be fine, but what about money for hobbies?”

“…Ah.”

Since my family was already paying for this fairly expensive apartment, I tried not to ask for extra money beyond living expenses. They still sent a bit more so I could spend time with friends, but often I returned it without using it. When I explained that, Mashiro-san let out a very obvious sigh.

“Taka-kun, there are many things you can only do while you’re a student. Sure, you’ll graduate next year, but you need to make proper memories before that. Ah, but there’s no need for you to have any female friends.”

“Ah, okay.”

The sharp glare at the end made me nod instinctively. But she was right. It was not even summer yet, but graduation was already getting close. I also had to decide my future path. Mashiro-san kept telling me to get permanently employed as her husband, but that raised a lot of questions… Though it was tempting.

“If you ever run into money problems, tell me. Spending a million yen a month would be difficult, but ten or twenty thousand would be nothing.”

“…You really earn a lot, huh?”

The advertising revenue she earned from the video site, FourTube, alone was a considerable sum. Furthermore, the site where she posted photos also had a tipping feature. Once, out of curiosity, she had shown me her bankbook to see how much she earned. The number was astonishing.

“I received about 150,000 yen just from tips during today’s stream. So really, don’t worry about it. Just tell me anytime.”

“…Understood.”

I said I understood, but I doubted I would ever ask to borrow money. I was still a student, and seeing that much money right in front of me would honestly make me nervous. Actually, despite how popular she already was, Mashiro-san had apparently started this activity back when she was still a student. Even then she earned amounts of money that were inappropriate for a student.

She once laughed while saying that dealing with tax filings and all the paperwork had been extremely difficult.

“Thanks for the meal. It was amazing as always!”

“…! That smile! Are you trying to make me faint from excitement, Taka-kun!”

“Eh…”

Watching Mashiro-san twist her body around dramatically made me pull back slightly. After that, we washed the dishes together and chatted while watching TV. Even though Mashiro-san sometimes did extreme things like earlier, she also seemed to enjoy simply talking with me like this, treating me almost like a Onee-san would.

“Oh right, Taka-kun. Wait here for a moment.”

“…Ah… okay.”

At those words, I immediately realized what she meant, which made my reply a little delayed. Sticking her tongue out playfully like a child who had succeeded in a prank, Mashiro-san went into her dressing room. Since she often took photos in different outfits, she had turned one room into a full dressing room. When she showed it to me, I guessed there were probably about a hundred outfits in there.

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Taka-kun.”

“…!”

When Mashiro-san appeared again, she was wearing what looked like some anime character costume. Not only her chest but even her belly button area was exposed. I instinctively tried to avert my eyes, but Mashiro-san held out her smartphone to me. In other words, she wanted me to take the photos.

“I’m starting to wonder whether this role is enjoyable or exhausting.”

“Hehe. It’s a feast for the eyes, right?”

Saying that, she emphasized her cleavage. I emptied my mind and started taking photos of her. After taking several, she told me to switch to video, so I set up a stand and let go of the phone to keep it steady.

“You’re going to become my husband and manager someday, so watch carefully.”

After confirming that it was recording, Mashiro-san lifted her chest and then let it fall, capturing the moment it bounced on video. Then she checked that her face was not visible and that nothing identifiable appeared, before posting it on social media.

“I posted it with something like ‘a little healing for everyone before they sleep.’”

“…That definitely looks healing.”

“Right?”

At moments like this, I truly realized I was still a guy. I picked up my phone and opened Mashiro-san’s account. Replies and hearts were appearing at an incredible speed. Glancing through them, there were of course comments like wanting to touch them, asking if she had a boyfriend, or even offering money to meet offline.

“As if I’d meet them. And of course I have a boyfriend. Right, Taka-kun?”

“…Me?”

“Yeah.”

Please do not nod so seriously.

But Mashiro-san was not the only one doing this kind of activity. Many popular streamers, and even the VTubers, were making waves recently. They also had large numbers of fans who were deeply in love with them.

“…There would be a rain of blood.”

If people somehow found out someone like me was close to Mashiro-san… I honestly felt like I might get killed. Even one of my classmates at school was a huge fan of Mashiro-san. I had to be extremely careful to make sure this never got discovered.

Do your best, me!!

“Hehe. Holding Taka-kun against my chest like this makes me happy.”

“…I’ll do my best.”

Wrapped between two enormous, soft mounds, I ended up monopolizing the desires of countless men who wished they could be in my place with Mashiro-san.

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