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!~ - 143

Chapter 143: Descending Into Mayhem Right off the Bat ☆

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The Tsukishiro Residence, First Floor.

Gathered around the dining table in a bright, open living room were the four of us: myself, Misaki-san, and her parents.

“I’m Misaki’s father, Gonzaburou Tsukishiro. My coworkers call me ‘Gon-chan’~”

G-Gon-chan…?

Despite the friendly nickname, the man sitting across from me radiated open hostility. On the other hand—

“I’m her mother, Miharu.”

The woman seated beside him gave a polite bow. Honestly, she was like a saint.

“N-Nice to meet you! My name is Yuuki Nagumo, and I’m currently dating Misaki-san! Thank you so much for having me over today!”

Amid the heavy tension, the conversation with her parents was finally about to begin—or so I thought.

“I’m Misaki, his wiiife~♡”

“You little punk!! You got my daughter callin’ herself your ‘wife’!?”

Just two seconds in, I had already touched a nerve and her father suddenly grabbed me by the collar.

“I-It’s a misunderstanding!? She was just being playful, I swear!?”

My voice cracked as I desperately tried to plead my innocence. But—

“Oh my~♡ Dad, chill ouuut~♡ You’re scaring my huuusband~♡”

“HUSBAND, she says!!”

“Pl-Please calm down!?”

Her father exploded in fury at that extra dose of fuel to the fire. This was turning into a full-blown disaster from the get-go. 

Somebody please save me!!

From behind the sofa, just behind me and Misaki-san, three girls—Ayane-san, Risa-san, and Misaki-san’s younger sister, Mikuri-chan—peeked their heads out, quietly observing the scene.

“This is getting pretty intense, huh…”

“Yeah…”

“See? I told you this would happen.”

“For now, let’s send him some good vibe and cheer him on.”

“Totally!”

“..Um, excuse me? What do you mean by “good vibe” exactly?”

“Like this! Put your hands out in front like this! Then send power to Onii-san!”

“Like, “You can do it, Onii-san~””

“I-I see… But, uh, is it okay to just leave Maria sleeping like that?”

“Snooore… snooore…”

“It’s fine, don’t worry about her! More importantly, c’mon! Mikuri-chan, you have to send your energy too!”

“Wha!? Me too!?”

“Think of it as saving your Onee-san in her time of need.”

“I-I guess I have no choice… But if we’re sending energy, I think this way might be more effective?”

With that, all three girls chanted in unison.

“Mama-chop… Mama-chop…”

“Mama-chop… Mama-chop…”

“Mama-chop… Mama-chop…”

A strange incantation echoed from behind me. 

Mama-chop? What even is that?

“Womanizer like you need to be buried in the backyard!!”

Her father’s rage knew no bounds. 

What should I doooooooo—

“Dear, that’s enough.”

Suddenly, her mother raised a karate-chop hand and, with a light motion, tapped Gonzaburou-san on the side of his neck.

“Urgh—!?”

Her father’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed onto the table with a loud thud. …So that was the dreaded Mama-chop… How terrifying!?

“I’m terribly sorry for all the commotion my husband caused.”

“N-No, not at all…”

After felling her rather well-built husband with a single strike, her mother gave me a refined little laugh and bow. She then turned to her daughter with a calm smile, as if nothing had happened.

“Misaki really loves you, doesn’t she?”

“Aaah~♡ Guess I got found ouuut~♡”

Despite her dad passing out right in front of her, Misaki-san remained completely unfazed. Apparently, going white-eyed from a Mama-chop was a normal part of life in the Tsukishiro household. 

…What the hell!?

“Nagumo-san?”

“Y-Yes ma’am!”

Her gentle smile made my spine straighten out reflexively.

“First, let me thank you. Thank you for treating Misaki with such care.”

With those words, she quietly bowed her head.

“Not at all! If anything, I should be the one thanking you. Misaki-san always takes such good care of me.”

“I take care of him so much~♡”

…Misaki-san?

“Ossan’s got a high libido, so takin’ care of him is, like, super hard~♡”

“That’s not the kind of ‘taking care’ I meant!”

“Eh!? Really!?”

She looked genuinely surprised, eyes round with disbelief. …No boyfriend in his right mind would bring up something that vulgar in front of his girlfriend’s parents!

“Hehe. You two really do get along well, don’t you?”

“Y-Yeah… I suppose…”

Could this be any more awkward?

“When Misaki first told me about you, I was honestly shocked. I never imagined she’d be dating a man ten years older and already an adult.”

“I-I’m very sorry…”

Ow. That hurt.

“Please don’t apologize. Now, I’m truly glad that someone like you became her boyfriend. This girl can be a bit of a handful, so as a parent, it really reassures me to know she’s with a mature adult like yourself.”

Reversal home run! We’re back in the game!

“What’s that supposed to mean? Ossan, you sound like a guardian or something. Ossan is, like, a super cool boyfriend though.”

“Fufu, yes, he is. I think it’s wonderful how he even considers Misaki’s future seriously. But…”

Her mother’s gentle expression suddenly turned stern. The air grew tense as she looked me directly in the eyes and asked:

“Nagumo-san, is it true that you’re also dating the three other girls here along with my daughter?”

Here it was—the real question. I knew it was coming, but the tension still made it hard to speak. Before I could respond, Misaki-san opened her mouth.

“I’ve been saying this from the start, right? We’re all dating each other happily together.”

“I’m asking Nagumo-san.”

The sharper tone in her mother’s voice made Misaki-san flinch. I gently took her hand under the table, met her mother’s eyes directly, and answered calmly.

“Yes. I’m in a relationship with all four of them. And… If possible, I’d like you and your husband to acknowledge and accept our relationship.”

I conveyed my feelings—and all of ours—honestly and directly.

“I see…”

That was all her mother said before falling silent. As the quiet settled over the room—

“…You’re dating four girls, you say…?”

The buzzcut head that had been slumped over the table slowly began to rise.

“And you…You want us to accept that…? The nerve of you…Sayin’ that so damn audaciously… You four-timer bastard…!”

Her father glared up at me from beneath the table with a ferocity that sent chills down my spine.

…This guy… He’s definitely a dangerous guy.

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