The Old Man Is Being Shared by Three Gyarus?! ~An Ordinary Salaryman Is Adored by Energetic, Beautiful Gyarus, and His Daily Life With Gyarus Begins Now!~ - 119-120

Chapter 119: Making Peace With H-Cup and I-Cup Pressed Together

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“Whaaat~ So that’s what happened.”

“It’s the school festival, and yet you two are having a rough time.”

When I explained how we ended up handcuffed to Ayane-san’s friends from another school, they surprisingly accepted it rather easily.

“Heh, I see…”

Except for one person.

“So, let me get this straight. You’re asking me to accept this so-called ‘accident’ where you’re handcuffed to this ridiculously sexy girl who’s dressed so scantily? And not only that, but you also want me to turn a blind eye when you’re looking all close and cozy with this super cute girl? Oh, really now?”

Ayane-mama was furious. The pressure was unreal.

“Hey, hey, Ayane. No need to get that mad, right? I mean, given the circumstances—”

“Yeah, yeah, exactly.”

“Tsubasa and Itsuki, you two shut up!!”

“Yes…”

“Yes…”

Even the two handsome guys trying to back me up got shot down instantly. With her arms crossed and a stern expression on her face, she looked like the ‘final boss’ of the gyaru world. As for calling for my reinforcements and my last hope, the succubus sisters…

A few minutes earlier.

Brrrr, brrrr

“Hello? What’s up, Vice President? Uh-huh… uh-huh… WHAT!? We can’t just sit around!!”

Beep

“Oi! Risa! The class is in trouble! We gotta back them up! UOOOOOOOHHH!!”

DADADADADADADA

“OI!! Misaki, you bastard!! Don’t run away, dammit!!”

DADADADADADADA

…And just like that, the two of them had taken off running toward the school building. Unfortunately, they were no longer here.

Uh, wait. What kind of crisis at a school festival actually requires reinforcements? …Well, never mind that for now. The real question is, what do I do in this situation…?

Tug, tug.

Just as I was completely lost, Maria-san tugged at my sleeve.

“Is this girl Mii-chan’s friend?”

“Huh? Oh, yes. This is Ayane Fujisaki-san, a friend of Misaki-san and Risa-san.”

“Nice to meet you.”

Final Boss Gyaru leaned in toward Saint-sama, deliberately emphasizing the lethal weapons on her chest.

“You might have a nice pair yourself, but just so you know, Oji-san loves my boobs the most. He even begs, ‘Let me drink some milk~’ because he loves them that much.”

Aaaaahhh, Ayane-saaannnnnnnnn!?

I screamed internally. My face was burning with embarrassment.

“Onii-san…”

“Master…”

Even the handsome duo was stunned. My carefully built image of being a mature, cool adult was crumbling to dust… But Maria-san was the only one who completely ignored that part. In fact, she didn’t even seem to care about me. Instead, she kept staring at Ayane-san.

“Mii-chan and Rii-chan’s friends are really cute.”

With those words…

“Hugggg~”

Maria-san wrapped her arms around Ayane-san.

“Eh!? W-Wait, hold on!?”

Caught completely off guard, Ayane-san visibly panicked.

“Aa-chan, you’re super cute.”

“A-Aa-chan!?”

“You’re Ayane-chan, so Aa-chan. Aa-chan smells really nice. Huggg~”

Maria-san hugged Ayane-san tightly.

“Hawawawawa!?”

Still trapped in the embrace, Ayane-san flailed in confusion. It seemed that even the almighty Final Boss Gyaru wasn’t immune to Saint-sama’s signature ‘hug attack.’

“Hey, hey, Aa-chan? Will you be my friend?”

“Eh? Friend!?”

“Yep. I want to be friends with Aa-chan.”

“I-If you suddenly ask me that out of nowhere…”

“I want to be friend.”

Maria-san conveyed her feelings straightforwardly, and there was no way the kindhearted Ayane-san could refuse…

“Geez! Fine! I’ll be your friend! I will!”

“Yay, thank you! Aa-chan, I love you so much. Huuug~”

“Waah!? W-We’re friends now, so please stop that already!”

Ayane-san’s weak cries echoed down the hallway leading to the school building as Maria-san hugged her tightly. 

And so, all’s well that ends well. Still, this is incredible. H-cup and I-cup pressing together. I want to be sandwiched in between them and crushed to death.

“Wow. Nagumo-kun, you’re making a pervy face again~”

“Again…?”

The attack cursor of the Last Boss Gyaru shifted from Saint-sama to me.

“N-No!? There’s no way that’s true—”

“Hey, Oji-san?”

“Y-Yes…?”

Crap. She’s really mad.

“The cultural festival… When we get home, you’re going to tell me all about the cultural festival… In great detail.”

“Eh…?”

“In. Great. Detail. So be ready.”

“Ah… Yes…”

I guess I’m going to be missing out on my first extra-thick milk after two weeks of absence…

As I reeled from the mild shock, Tsubasa-kun patted my shoulder with a bright smile on his face.

“Hey, Onii-san. You’re really showing off how close you are with Ayane, huh? I’m so jealous!”

“R-Really?”

Which part of our exchange gave off that impression though?

“And that’s why! I have a favor to ask you, Onii-san!”

“O-Oh. Tell me anything.”

“Right now, I want you to compete with me! And! If I win, you have to let me go on a date with Ayane!”

“……Huh?”

The battle encounter sound rang in my head. A window popped up with the words:

‘You are challenged by Handsome Hero!’

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Chapter 120: In the School’s Infirmary, Bathed in the Sunset..

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“Right now, I want you to compete with me! And! If I win, you have to let me go on a date with Ayane!”

“Huh? A date?”

“Wait!? Tsubasa, what are you talking about!?”

“What? You see this kind of thing in manga sometimes, right? The whole ‘duel for the girl you like’ trope. Right?”

“…………What!?”

“Ohh, I see.”

“Wait, you actually understand him!?”

“Master! Can I join too!?”

“Eh, Itsuki too!?”

“I want to go on a date with Amamiya-san!”

“Hohou… Just so you know, I won’t go easy on you, you know?”

“That’s exactly what I want!”

“Not ‘hohou…’!! Stop messing around and quit it!! You’re my boyfriend, aren’t you!?”

She was mad.

“I want to go on a date too.”

“Maria too!? Wait, with who!?”

“Nagumo-kun.”

“…………Huh?”

“Nagumo-kun.”

“Maria-chan, do you like Onii-san too?”

“Yep, I like him.”

“Master, you’re super popular!”

“…………Huh?”

“Oh no, hold on. That kind of ‘like’ she has is the same as how an elementary school girl says she loves her dad—”

“Hey, Oji-san…?”

Ayane-san, her eyes completely devoid of light, grabbed my shoulder.

“What is the meaning of this…?”

“Huh? I mean, like when a little girl says, ‘I love my papa’—”

“So you are cheating after all…?”

Ayane-san had gone full yandere gyaru.

“So? Of course you’re going to join us too, right, Ayane?”

“Join what…?”

“The battle for a date!”

“What? Why would I, his girlfriend, have to fight just to go on a date with my own boyfriend—”

“Then that means Ayane forfeits.”

“Maria-chan wins by default!”

“Yay, dateee.”

Boing boing.

“Ngh—!”

Whoosh!!

I could practically see Ayane-san’s competitive spirit igniting at full power.

“Fine. I’ll take you on. I’m not letting a thieving cat like you take Oji-san away.”

Ayane-san pushed her chest out, emphasizing her H-cups and slammed them hard against Maria’s defenseless I-cups with a resounding THUMP sound. And so, with Ayane-san now officially in the mix, the five of us had a blast playing through every game attraction together.

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Two Hours Later

I was laying on the bed inside the school’s infirmary. I gazed up at the ceiling with a quiet smile. It was already afternoon. 

“Heh…”

I lost… I was completely, utterly defeated. While the other four engaged in a fierce back-and-forth battle, I suffered total defeat in every match. Not a single win. Unwilling to back down, we moved the battlefield to the schoolyard for a rematch. Freed from the constraints of the handcuffs, I unleashed my true strength in a three-way showdown—me, the national level handsome guy Tsubasa Meguro and the ever-energetic Itsuki Machida. The event: “The 50-Meter Dash of Pride and Soul.”

At the signal, I took off running….

Crack.

“AGYAA!?”

…only to twist my ankle mid-race and retire on the spot. That marked the end of the match for me. What an absolutely miserable outcome. After receiving first aid, I was now resting in the infirmary. Beside me sat Maria-san.

“Nagumo-kun, get better soon.”

Plop.

She diligently replaced the cooling gel patch on my forehead. I was grateful for her attentive care. …Though, my injury was only on my ankle, not on my forehead. Having won the match, Tsubasa-kun and Machida-kun were now off enjoying their cultural festival dates with their respective crushes—Ayane-san and Risa-san.

Even if it was only for an hour, I couldn’t help but feel a little miffed.

So this is the so-called netorare, huh…

That said, Risa-san couldn’t leave her shift yet, so Risa-san’s absence was filled by Misaki-san.

“Risa, don’t worry about it! It’s Ossan’s fault! Ossan is at fault for deciding this on his own only to get completely wrecked in return!”

I didn’t even have any right to defend myself. As a token of my apology, I promised to give them a booklet of ten “Do Anything You Say” tickets. I could only pray they would be used within reasonable bounds. Thinking back, when I went to meet Takagami-san after hearing that the key to the handcuff had been found, a bizarre exchange took place between her and Ayane-san.

It went something like this….

“So, it was your doing all along.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Don’t play dumb. You had it the whole time.”

“Oh my, you noticed? Fujisaki-san, you’re quite sharp.”

“This guy…(She pointed at me.).. is just that dense.”

“Fufu~ You’re absolutely right. I merely wanted to support my classmate’s first love. I hope you can forgive me.”

“I won’t forgive you.”

“Oh my, how harsh.”

Despite their words, Ayane-san and Takagami-san exchanged a firm handshake, as if acknowledging each other. I still remembered the shiver that ran down my spine as I watched them smile at each other.

At that time, I knew… I knew that I could never win against these two.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

The school announcement signaled the end of the first day of the festival. The infirmary’s wall clock read 4:00 PM. The four who had finished their dates, along with Misaki-san, would be here to pick me up soon. 

“Alright…”

I sat up and placed both feet on the floor. It still hurt, but I could probably manage to walk home on my own.

“Nagumo-kun, are you better now?”

Maria-san peered into my face.

“Well, not completely, but thanks to you, I’m feeling much better now. I appreciate it.”

As thanks, I patted her head.

“I can have fun with Nagumo-kun again at tomorrow’s festival. I’m so happy.”

“Ah, well…”

I wanted to enjoy it too, but with this ankle… Plus, I had to go to work like usual tomorrow.

“Sorry, but tomorrow, I should probably stay in my room and rest—”

“I’m going to cosplay as Red Riding Hood tomorrow.”

What!?

“Like this.”

Maria-san showed me a picture from her costume fitting.

Oi, oi, oi, seriously?!

With a body that was ridiculously voluptuous but a mind that was still stuck in childhood like an innocent six-year-old, she had transformed into an unbelievably defenseless Red Riding Hood.

“I’m going to hand out candy.”

In that outfit!?

If a girl with the body of an adult but the cluelessness of a child walked alone down the “forest” (hallway), she’d be eaten up by some wolf in human form (pervert) before she ever made it to “Grandma’s house” (the classroom)!

I have to protect her…

“I’ll help you.”

Even if I had to drag this foot, I was determined to come to the cultural festival tomorrow.

“I get to be with Nagumo-kun tomorrow too. That makes me so happy. Huug.”

Maria-san said as she hugged me tightly where I sat on the bed.

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