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!~ - 128
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Click HereChapter 128: I’ll Support My Husband’s Rise to Success!!
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Yotsuba Group. It was a mega-corporation known to everyone. The total number of employees across the group easily exceeded 100,000, and annual sales reportedly reached nearly 10 trillion yen.
Their business spanned a wide range of industries—food and beverage, groceries, real estate, apparel, leisure, beauty, etc.—and they had found success in every one of them. Newly opened resort facilities were so popular that reservations filled up in seconds. It was clear that they were one of the most powerful companies of the moment.
Why the head of such a major Japanese corporate group wanted to play golf with someone like me—just a regular employee at an ordinary company—was a complete mystery. But for my company, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It was a chance to secure a deal with an outstanding, blue-chip company.
That said, I had never met the president of Yotsuba Group before. My first priority was to focus on building a relationship of trust. I needed to make a good impression and make sure it led to the next step. Of course, the pressure was immense, but strangely enough, I felt confident it would go well. My mindset was positive.
Still, since I’d actually be playing on the course, I at least needed to be able to hit the ball forward. There was only a week left until the promised day. All I could do was train!
“Alright!!”
It was with that determination that I welcomed the weekend—Saturday morning. First, I headed by car to a large golf specialty store nearby to try on golf wear they had selected for me. When I commented that it felt a little too tight…
“Eeeeh! That outfit is perfect! It’s got like, those super super manly vibes!”
“What even is ‘manly’ vibe…?”
“It means like, it’s suuuper hot and turns me on~♡”
She said while pressing her cheeks against my chest in front of the fitting room.
“Aaah~♡ Misaki, that’s not fair~♡ I want a turn too~♡”
“Rubbing against Naa-kun~”
“Then I’ll do it too.”
They all showered me with affectionate skinship from every direction.
“……”
Actually, I wanted to come here alone. Since this was a work-related matter, I had politely declined the gyarus’ offer to come along, but all four of them completely ignored me. According to the gyarus…
“Helping your husband’s career with everything you’ve got—that’s what a capable wife does, right?”
Apparently, they weren’t coming along just because it “sounded fun.”
“Hey, look! Look at this! It’s a golf date outfit!”
“That’s sooo cute!”
“Mii-chan, you look adorable.”
Yet somehow, their excitement level was sky-high as they bounced around the golf shop. This was their first time visiting one after all, but…
I mean, do golf outfits really need a ‘manly element that makes girls extra horny’?
“Ossan, pick that one! It suits you sooo well!”
Well, if it looked good on me, I guessed it was fine. Having bought all the necessary gear, I piled the gyarus into the car and drove to our next destination: the driving range. Originally, we planned to go to a nearby range about ten minutes from the store. But then we learned Maria-san had golf experience.
She apparently had a favorite practice range, so since we were already here, we decided to check it out.
『I sometimes go there with Ojii-chan and Onii-chan. It’s super nice.』
Just as Maria-san had said, the large practice facility about thirty minutes out in the suburbs looked incredibly chic and upscale—completely different from the typical ranges you’d see in town.
…Don’t I look out of place here…?
Despite feeling a bit overwhelmed by the atmosphere, I left the gyarus—who had already started an impromptu photoshoot in front of the building—and headed to reception for now.
“Welcome~! Are you by yourself today~?”
“Ah, yes! I’ll be the only one practicing.”
The staff member was a college-age guy with a badge reading “Trainee” on his chest.
“How many hours will you be practicing~?”
“Um, two hours, please.”
“Do you have a membership card~?”
“No, this is my first time here—”
Just then, Maria-san quietly appeared by my side. She pulled out a sleek black plastic card and handed it to the reception counter.
“Here.”
“I’ll take that~… Wait, what’s this? This isn’t one of our membership cards…”
“Huh?”
Maria-san tilted her head to the side.
“As it says on the rate card, our membership comes in two types: Regular and Gold—”
“W-w-wait! Newbie-kuuuuun!?”
A man who looked like a manager came running over, face pale.
“No! You can’t be rude to this guest!?”
“But, this card isn’t something we issue, right?”
“This is a Black Card we give only to our most special guests! This young lady is a V-I-P!!”
“Eeeh!?” “Eeeh!?”
Both the trainee and I blinked in surprise in perfect unison.
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“Whoa!! What is this place? It’s an actual room!!”
Guided by the manager, the gyarus and I arrived at an open “Private Room” with a view of the lush green fairway straight ahead. The luxurious space was outfitted with spacious sofas, tables, a microwave, fridge, and full climate control—making it incredibly comfortable.
“Oh my gosh!! This is like VIP treatment!!”
Two of the girls happily bounced on the sofa. In addition to unlimited time in this private suite, the room came with all-you-can-eat light snacks and all-you-can-drink beverages. There were even boxed lunches for us. It was an absurdly luxurious setup.
And unbelievably enough, Manager-san said we didn’t have to pay anything. We received unlimited use of this fancy private booth for free.
Black Cards are amazing! Fooooooooh!!
My excitement skyrocketed as I practiced my swing over and over alone in the posh room while the gyarus were in another room getting changed. According to Manager-san—
『Secretary Mochizuki-sama has dropped off outfits for them.』
I had no idea who this “Mochizuki-sama” person was, nor why the girls needed to change clothes, but it must’ve been another perk of the Black Card. What a truly terrifying power!
Alright… I needed to calm down. I wasn’t here to play around. I had to practice seriously so I could at least manage to get around the course—
“Thanks for waiting~!!”
With cheerful voices, the gyarus returned to the room. No, not just ordinary gyarus. They had changed into “Miniskirt Golfers Gyaru” that showed off their smooth, beautiful legs.
“……”
Hmm…What a lewd outfit.
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