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!~ - 152

Chapter 152: The Talk About Rubbing My D*ck

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“Well then. First, please tell me what do you love about my daughter.”

“Yes! Of course, it’s the thing she inherited from her mother, her busty breas—”

“…Breas?”

“Ah, no!? I mean, her refined facial features, her good nature and her intelligence! Everything that she inherited from her dearest mother! Those are what drew me to her!”

“I see.”

Her mother quickly jotted something down with her pen. That was a close one.

“Now, for the next question. Nagumo-san, what kind of home would you like to build?”

Oh! This was my chance to make a good impression!

“Let’s see! I would like to build a home that is always full of smiles! To do that, I want to value communication between husband and wife! Especially the kind that involves our bodies—”

“…Bodies?”

“Ah, no! I mean, not just physical closeness, but also emotional closeness! I think it would be great if we could share the events of our day and our worries over an evening drink!”

“I see, I see.”

Her mother briskly wrote more notes. That was a close one.. Again.

“Would you like my daughter to become a homemaker right after graduating high school?”

“No! I want her to wholeheartedly pursue what she loves. There are many experiences she can only have while she’s young!”

“Fufu~ Indeed, I also feel the same way.”

A soft smile appeared on my interview partner’s lips. Jackpot! The interview continued smoothly after that.

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“That’s all for the questions. Thank you for your time.”

“Yes! Thank you very much!”

There had been a few close calls along the way, but I managed to keep calm and answer all of her questions. I felt pretty confident about it.

“Finally, is there anything you would like to say to promote yourself?”

Alright! Time for one last push!

“Then, I’d like to talk about two things! First, about my cooking!”

“Cooking, you say. I’ve heard you’re skilled at cooking.”

“Yes! So, along with preparing meals for your daughters, I’d also like to prepare your meals as well, Madam! How does that sound?”

“My, that’s a wonderful suggestion. If it’s not too much trouble, I would be delighted to try your cooking.”

Yes! What a good response!

“The second point is about training! I heard, Madam, that you maintain your figure through regular body exercise. As it happens, exercise is also my hobby. I’d be happy to offer my support, even if just in a small way!”

“S-support…? A-and what kind of support do you have in mind, exactly?”

Her voice seemed a little shaky for some reason.

“Well, something like personal training! Maybe with hands-on instruc—”

“H-hands-on training!?”

“Ah, no! I absolutely didn’t mean it like tha—!?”

“Hey, Ossan…”

“Yes, what is—ow!?”

A voice came from directly behind me, and then my head was struck with a clenched fist. It was Misaki-san’s angry punch and it hurt like hell.

“Don’t talk about your plan to rub your dick against her mother… It’s embarrassing…”

“That’s sexual harassment, Onii-san…”

I didn’t do any of that?!

“I’ll beat the guts out of you.”

“Come with us!”

Dragged into the living room by the yankee gyaru duo right in front of Ayane-san’s mother, I was forced into an M-position. It was an obscene position where I had to expose my embarrassing place. With my legs spread wide open, of course my groin was completely exposed to danger. Then, I was subjected to a flurry of “twin electric ankle stomps” by the yankee gyaru duo. This was the most humiliating moment of my life.

“Take this! And this!!”

Stomp! Stomp! Grind! Grind!

“Hah, haua!?”

I-I can’t get married anymore….

“Amazing! We have to show this to Grandpa too!”

The chairman’s daughter, her eyes sparkling with excitement, recorded my pathetic state on video.

N-Noooo?! St-Stop! Stoooooooooppppp!!!

“There! There! Take this! Take this!”

Stomp! Stomp! Grind! Grind!

“Uguh!?”

In the midst of my writhing agony, I suddenly remembered there was something I forgot to ask about the interview.

“S… Sumire-san…!”

Forcing the words out, I turned my face toward Ayane-san’s mother, who looked utterly appalled, reasonably so.

“A-about the interview results… When can I expect to hear the result from you…!?”

With a strained smile, she replied.

“…W-we’ll contact you in due course.”

“O-ohh… I’ll be waiti—gaaahhhhhh!?”

My pitiful scream echoed through the room as the interview came to a close. I just hoped that my disgraceful display at the end wouldn’t affect the results…

Incidentally, after that, I exchanged LINE contacts with Sumire-san.

“I-I’d also like to apply… For training lessons…”

She made this request while looking slightly flustered.

“And, um… I get nervous when it’s just the two of us, so, if possible, could my daughter join us as well?”

Of course, I agreed. Since getting the two of them to train together was such a rare opportunity, I thought it might be nice to have them wear matching training outfits. I decided to ask Ayane-san to get them some “ultra-lewd outfit” that accentuated their body lines. 

Hehehehe…

After that, I served a slightly luxurious oyakodon made with branded chicken thigh meat and high-quality eggs I had brought. Once everyone was full, Ayane-san suggested holding a game tournament to deepen my rapport with her mother. According to Ayane-san…

“My mom is the passive type, so you should really go on the offensive, Oji-san. As her daughter, I give you my permission.”

Just what kind of relationship is she trying to set up between me and her mother, anyway?

“Alright, let’s start with Jenga and by Jenga, I mean Love Jenga.”

Why the “love” version?

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