The Case of the Older Woman Next Door Being Way Too Lewd - 6

Chapter 6: The Older Woman Who Feels Truly Relieved by a Nosebleed

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“…Ah.”

“?”

While I was watching over Mashiro-san’s stream from the sidelines, a call came through to my smartphone. It was my father calling, but I wondered what he wanted at this hour. For the time being, since it was a call from my family, I stood up. By having her mute herself for just a second when I opened the door, I managed to make sure the viewers wouldn’t realize there was someone else there. Leaving the streaming room, I moved to the living room and answered the phone.

“Hello?”

『Hello, Takahisa. How are you doing?』

…Haha, somehow it felt like a long time since I’d heard my father’s voice like this. It wasn’t like we hadn’t met in a while, but once you leave home, you sometimes feel a little bit of loneliness.

『Judging by that tone, it sounds like you were lonely, huh? Looks like I called at a good time.』

“Be quiet. But… yeah. I guess I might be feeling a little lonely.”

When I said that, my father laughed.

『That’s good to hear. Your mother is worried too, so give her a call yourself sometime.』

“I get it. I definitely will.”

I had left home saying I wanted to get used to living alone, but it wasn’t because there was any discord within the family. Both my father and mother cherished me, and they had told me I could come home whenever I felt lonely.

『Though I’m sure you’re perfectly fine with Mashiro-chan by your side.』

“I suppose.”

By the way, both my father and mother knew about Mashiro-san. Through becoming close with her like this, there had been opportunities for her to meet my family. Apparently, Mashiro-san hadn’t told even her close friends or former classmates about her identity as “Mashiro,” but when she met my parents, she had told them without hesitation. Part of me was happy that she trusted us that much, and seeing her talking happily with my mother was deeply moving for me personally.

“Come to think of it, Dad, you got hit by Mom for staring at Mashiro-san, didn’t you?”

『Don’t make a man remember things he’s trying to forget.』

That moment was something else. My father was a devoted fool who only had eyes for my mother, but even so, he was so captivated by those massive breasts when he first met Mashiro-san. My mother was… well, not exactly flat, but close to it, so she gave my father a slap for ogling Mashiro-san’s huge chest.

『Well, but your mother and I both have our own personal exchanges with Mashiro-chan. Asking her is the most reliable way to find out how you’re doing, after all.』

“…She isn’t saying anything weird, is she?”

No, no, Mashiro-san would never—

『She tells me every time we talk. She says, “I’ll wait properly until Takahisa grows up, so please give us your blessing for me to marry him.”』

“…………”

My embarrassment won out by a ratio of about three to seven. Well, setting aside whether she was joking or serious, my reason was being melted down time after time… but it seemed she really did say that. After that, we talked for several dozen minutes, and Mashiro-san, having finished her stream, came to sit next to me.

“Oh, hello? Is this Father? Yes… yes. I’ve just finished my stream as well.”

It might be going too far to say she had no interest in others, but Mashiro-san showed absolutely no interest in the passionate words of her fans. And yet, when she spoke with my father and mother, she seemed to enjoy the conversation very much. Her tone became polite as well.

“Yes… yes. Oh, no, it’s fine. I’m always prepared. After that, it’s just up to Taka-kun… fufu, that’s right.”

…What on earth was this person talking about with my father? I looked away from Mashiro-san, who was holding my smartphone and talking happily, and stared blankly around the room.

『It’s okay! Onee-chan is very beautiful and kind, Onee-san. That streamer…? Whatever that job is, I’m sure it’ll go great!!』

『…Fufu, it’s strange. When you say that to me, and when I look at that smile, my own worries seem like such tiny things.』

The memory of having an exchange like that with someone in a place far away flickered back to life. I didn’t remember it at all… but for some reason, I felt a very nostalgic feeling.

“Yes… yes! Then I’ll contact you from my side again. Yes, I understand. Please tell Mother. Yes! Good night.”

Father, is there no “good night” for your son?

As I took the smartphone back now that the call was over, Mashiro-san looked unusually happy.

“Ufufu~♪ Hey, Taka-kun, I got permission from Father. Let’s go on a trip together this summer vacation.”

“…That’s so sudden.”

It wasn’t the first time I’d gone along with a whim like this. In fact, even though I was a student, I sometimes would tag along with Mashiro-san and go to various places with her. It truly felt like a luxury to be able to experience that. Mashiro-san could drive, and her range of movement was surprisingly wide.

“If we go somewhere too famous, there will be too many people… let’s just rent a Japanese inn somewhere and spend time quietly sightseeing, just the two of us.”

“I understand.”

It seemed she had already decided that we’d be going, regardless of my opinion. Well,  I liked spending time with Mashiro-san too. I felt a little anxious hearing it would be just the two of us at an inn, though. When we rented a hotel before, it was a single room and we slept in the same bed… 

Wait, thinking about it, that’s no different from how things are now.

“Taka-kun, let me give you a lap pillow?”

Usually, I’m the one who’s supposed to ask…

But I placed my head on Mashiro-san’s lap with a movement that felt almost natural. Her thighs were naturally a bit firmer than a pillow, but the view spreading out before my eyes was magnificent. It was a strange sensation to have breasts so large I couldn’t see her face; or rather, her underboob was practically saying hello to me. 

“Taka-kun, you can see my breasts from below right now, can’t you?”

“…Yes. Wait, what’s with that way of talking?”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. In the future, Taka-kun’s Taka-kun will be going in and out of that space between my breasts that you’re peeking at from below.”

“…………”

Empty your mind! Empty your mind, me!

I turned my head from facing up to facing sideways. That alone made me feel a lot more at ease. However, Mashiro-san launched a further attack.

“I wonder if you like being squished like this?”

As Mashiro-san leaned her upper body forward, the cheek opposite the one resting on her lap was enveloped by something soft. Since the buttons on her chest were undone, naturally, my cheek and Mashiro-san’s breasts came into direct contact. Along with the smooth sensation, there was a softness that changed shape every time Mashiro-san moved her body. It was like heaven and hell at the same time.

“…Hey, Taka-kun.”

“…What is it?”

Wait, there, Mashiro-san opened her mouth with a somewhat serious voice. While patting my head and keeping her breasts pressed against my cheek as usual, Mashiro-san continued.

“I’ve been tempting you a lot like this, but I’ve started to feel anxious that I might actually be strengthening the walls of Taka-kun’s reason instead.”

“…Ah—”

It was true that Mashiro-san’s temptations made my heart pound and made it feel like my reason was about to peel away. But as expected, I suppose you could say that holding back—or rather, enduring it—was gradually becoming easy…I might be going a bit too far saying this, but I felt like I was starting to get used to this. 

“What’s with that vague reaction!? No, Taka-kun! It’s no good if you become able to maintain your reason when Onee-san does this to you! Got it!?”

“…Uh, well.”

I don’t know why, but seeing Mashiro-san so desperate in such an odd direction made my heart feel very calm… Ah, I feel quite peaceful.

“Wait, Taka-kun!? Stop making that face like a stone statue and giving a reaction like you’ve reached enlightenment!? Look, I’ll show you everything!”

Mashiro-san unfastened all the buttons of her pajamas and exposed everything that had been hidden.

“…Ah, boobs.”

“Taka-kunnnnnnn!?!?!?”

You see, I’m keeping my composure in my voice at least. Inside, I’m panicking, and I want to look away and run away right this instant. But you see, on a very subtle line, I feel like I’m being neutralized by Mashiro-san’s fluster… yeah.

…Wait, my nose feels hot.

“Ah, you have a nosebleed!”

I was handed a tissue just like that and I sat up. It wasn’t a huge amount, but it seemed my body couldn’t withstand Mashiro-san’s sex appeal. Then, seeing me pressing the tissue to my nose, Mashiro-san let out a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart.

“Thank goodness… it looks like you’re reacting properly. Honestly, Taka-kun! Don’t you dare stop getting excited by Onee-san’s temptations! You’ll make me worry!”

“…Mashiro-san, you’re not doing a comedy routine, are you?”

“Of course not. I am perfectly normal.”

I see, she’s normal, Mashiro-san is… wait.

“Mashiro-san, hurry up and button your pajamas.”

“Fufu, then will you button them for me, Taka-kun?”

“…………”

While being watched by a smirking Mashiro-san, I buttoned them up with the tissue stuffed in my nose. Or rather, as expected, it was a tight fit. It was a struggle even just to do up the bottom ones.

“Taka-kun, you get to touch things that the viewers will absolutely never be able to touch. You can brag about it all you want, you know?”

“I’ll pass, because I feel like I’d be erased from existence.”

“Ehh,” Mashiro-san said, flailing her legs like a child. In the end, Mashiro-san’s cute “pay attention to me” appeal continued until I finally gave her the comeback, “Are you a kid or what?”

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