Everyday Life

“Wow, really!? That’s hilarious!”

“Told you! Man, I wish Marin could’ve seen that!”

“Then let’s all go karaoke next time!”

“Sounds good… But I want to go with Marin alone!”

“I’m a married woman, you know, lol” she said, flashing her ring.

I watched their exchange absentmindedly.

“Hey, Aoi. When did you quit your part-time job?” Kiyohito asked me.

“Huh? Oh… the other day.”

“Why didn’t you say anything? So, what are you doing for work now?”

Uh oh. 

I hadn’t thought about this at all. If I say I’m not working right now, it’ll definitely raise suspicion…

“Well, like some kind of side job you can do online?”

“Oh, really? Can you make decent money from that?”

“Decent enough.”

“Hmm… Oh, by the way, what were you doing on Sunday?”

“…Huh? Oh, nothing…”

“No, I heard from Anna that Aoi was walking with a really pretty girl. Must have been a mistake, right?”

“Uh, yeah… I was at the library on Sunday.”

“I see, I see. Thought you were sneaking around.”

“Hahaha, no way. Like I could ever get a girlfriend.”

I don’t have a girlfriend. I have a wife, so I’m not lying.

“Um…” Suddenly, a voice from behind makes my spine tingle.

“Go-good morning… Shichiya-san.”

“Good morning… Ao… Yamaguchi-kun and… Oosako-kun? 

“AoYamaguchi-kun? Is that some kind of a Pokémon or something?”

“Like hell I am… So, Shichiya-san… What’s up?”

“Um… I wanted to talk about the school trip…” As we talked, some joking boys passed by behind Shichiya-san.

Then, one of them bumped into her, causing her to stagger and fall towards us.

I instinctively reached out to support her, but instead of her arm, my hand ended up on her chest. (TL: This is guy is getting chewed later for sure)

“！？！？”

“Sorry!!” I blurted out, and Shichiya-san, with an apologetic expression on the verge of tears, rushed back to her seat, saying, “I-I’m sorry! It was my fault… I’m so sorry…”

“…Lucky pervert, huh? Maybe you have talent as a harem protagonist? So, how was it? How did it feel to touch a girl’s bre–ts for the first time in your life?”

“Well, it was soft… and quite big.”

“You better take responsibility for this!”

“Hey, don’t just say whatever you want.”

“No, no, but Shichiya-san is quiet but cute, and she has a pretty big size, right? She’s definitely your type, to put it mildly.”

“…I don’t dislike her I guess.” As we talked like that, I felt a sense of hostility emanating from somewhere nearby.

Even without looking, I knew who it was.

(You little sh*t, what the hell do you think you’re doing, groping someone’s bre–ts like that? I’ll kick your a**, you hear me?) Marin-chan protested with a smile.

“Man, that sounds nice. I really want a girlfriend soon. Preferably Shiozaki-san… Man, that would be amazing. Shiozaki-san as a wife, that’s insane. But it might be tough… Being next to such a beautiful woman would definitely come with a lot of pressure,” I sighed.

“Yeah, I think it would be a lot of pressure.”

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“Hey, why were you groping Umi’s chest? Cheating? Infidelity? You’ve got some guts, huh?” Marin-chan asked.

“I told you, that was an accident… I just happened to touch by mistake.”

“Then this is an accident too!” she exclaimed, grabbing my hand and forcibly placing it on her bre–ts.

“This is clearly intentional, isn’t it!?” I protested.

“It’s not intentional, it’s love!” she insisted.

“You don’t have to press my hand so much!” I replied.

Then, Marin-chan weakly tapped my chest, saying, “But… but… because I love you… I don’t want to see you enjoying talking to other girls or smiling at them.”

That statement made me understand her feelings a little bit.

Why did my eyes stray to Marin-chan and the playboy talking today?

It was because I cared.

And because I didn’t like it.

“…Sorry. But… I also felt a little uncomfortable seeing Ishida talking to you so happily…” 

She looked up at me with slightly teary eyes.

“…Were you… jealous?” she asked.

“…Yeah. I was… a little jealous.” 

“…I see. I’m sorry… But… I’m kind of happy too… But… you understand, right? If Ishida accidentally touched my chest, you wouldn’t like it, would you?”

“…Yeah.”

“If you understand, then it’s okay… I love you, Aoi-kun,” she said with a shy smile.

Her expression was so adorable that it almost awakened the dormant S side of my usually M self.