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!~ - 151

Chapter 151: Is Your Order the Mother-Daughter Bowl?

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One afternoon. At a certain company office. Subordinate Nagumo-kun was called into Section Head Fujisaki’s office.

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“You can’t come to work dressed in such a sexy outfit, you know? No one can concentrate on their work like this.”

Section Head Fujisaki was straddling Nagumo-kun’s lap. She was dressed in a tight suit that accentuated her body.

“But… Nagumo-kun… You’re the one who told me to wear it…”

Nagumo-kun was rubbing Section Head Fujisaki’s thighs lewdly.

“You’re going to blame me? That’s so mean.”

Section Head Fujisaki started to let out sultry breaths.

“Th-that’s not… What I meant…”

Nagumo-kun slipped his hand inside Section Head Fujisaki’s panties.

“I guess I’ll have to teach your body which one of us is on top, Section Head.”

Section Head Fujisaki was beginning to react to Nagumo-kun’s fingering.

“Ah… No… Nagumo-kun… What if someone sees us… Ah, no…Nn-ah…”

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Ayane-san’s Mother’s “super-lewd office outfit” was so incredible that I ended up closing my eyes and indulging in such fantasies. I liked that getup a lot, so when she appeared before us next in a safe and simple holiday pants look, I was utterly disappointed.

“Haa…”

Resting my elbow on the armrest of the sofa, I let out a sigh.

“I really wanted to see more… The tight suit look on the intellectual beauty mama…”

“You liked it that much?”

“Oh, absolutely. A capable female boss in a tight suit is every male office worker’s dream. Plus, that “she looks like she might give in if pressed” vibe scored major points.”

“I see. Is there any other cosplay you’d like her to try?”

“Let’s see… Oh, how about a matching “belly-baring cheerleader” outfit for mother and daughter? The kind where the top is so short it’s about to show one’s underboob.”

“What’s that? You’re way too much of a maniac, Ojisan.”

“Ehh? That’s not true… Right?”

Huh? When I opened my eyes, Ayane-san was sitting next to me even though just a moment ago, I was alone.

“Yahhoo~”

“Ah… Hello…”

Wait… We were just having a normal conversation, weren’t we?

“…Huh? Since when?”

It was just past 11 o’clock. Having been led into the wide-open living room, Misaki-san and the others, along with me, had settled in. Some on the sofa, others on the rug.They were relaxing however they pleased.

Ayane-san’s home was a 2LDK full-living type, perfect for two people. The chicly coordinated interior was neatly organized and spotlessly clean. It was so comfortable that I had probably let my guard down and said more than I should have.

“Since when? Since the part where you said you wanted to see more of my mom in that tight suit.”

Wait, that’s from the very start!

“Uh… Well… Sorry about that…”

“You don’t need to apologize. I told you before, right? My mom is totally free now, so she doesn’t mind at all if you look at her in a lewd way. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have her wear such a revealing outfit.”

“I see. So that outfit was produced by you, Ayane-san.”

“Yup. I thought it would make you happy, Ojisan.”

Ayane-san really was the perfect bride.

“Well, maybe I went a little too far.”

“True.”

Freed from the super-lewd outfit, her mother was now happily brewing tea in the kitchen. She must have been really embarrassed.

“But, you know, something like that’s no problem at all. My mom’s just like me. She’s a total M.”

M… S&M…?

“Having people see her in embarrassing outfits is like a reward for her.”

A reward…?

“When you call my mom, use her first name. If a younger man like you calls her without honorifics in an S-like tone, she might just pee herself from excitement.”

Pee herself from excitement—!?

Well, no, as expected, I couldn’t just call my girlfriend’s mother without honorifics.

“I hope you can get close to my mom soon. That way, your desire will come true.”

“Hm? Desire?”

“You know… The mother–daughter—”

“Everyone, sorry to keep you waiting. Here’s some freshly brewed tea.”

Her mother came from the kitchen to the living room. She set down saucered teacups on the table—four sets in total.

“Hm? One’s missing, Mom.”

“I’ve prepared Nagumo-san’s drink as well.”

Following her gaze, I saw two cups placed across from each other at the dining table.

“I was thinking of having a one-on-one talk with Nagumo-san.”

“Hmm, I see.”

“So, I’d like you all to relax in the living room for a bit.”

“Okaaay!”

“Understood!”

“Got it~”

Misaki-san and the other two cheerfully replied, though they had already been relaxing here like it was their own home before she even said anything. 

…Wait, one-on-one with her mother? This is going to make me nervous.

“Nagumo-san, this way.”

“Ah, yes!”

I sat facing her across the dining table. In front of her lay a black binder and a luxury ballpoint pen. 

…Huh? What’s that?

“Thank you very much for taking the trouble to come today.”

Her suddenly formal demeanor made me sit up straighter without thinking.

“N-no, thank you very much for inviting me!”

“Now then, I shall begin the interview.”

“…Huh?”

An interview…?

With a completely serious expression, she held her pen in her right hand and her binder in her left.

“I will ask you several questions regarding your relationship with my daughter. Please answer each question honestly.”

Her intellectual glasses glinted sharply.

“…”

Ah, this… This person is the real deal..

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