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!~ - 78-79
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- 78-79 - Blindfolded Molestation Play On the Beach (On the Receiving End) || Lunch Is Omelet Yakisoba, Fried Chicken, And... A Meat Stick
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Click HereChapter 78: Blindfolded Molestation Play On the Beach (On the Receiving End)
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“Isn’t that lady’s boobs bigger than Ayane-san’s?”
“They’re super jiggly though.”
What?
“Really? I think mine are bigger. Look.”
“It’s true. Ayane-san’s are jigglier.”
“Wow! Ayane’s boobs are so bouncy!!”
What!? I want to see it too! I want to see it toooooo!!!
Just when I was about to reach for the blindfold towel, my wrist was grabbed by someone.
“Ossan, didn’t we tell you not to take it off by yourself?”
“Ah… Yes…”
Damn it! Even though those boobs are mine!!
While I was gritting my teeth in frustration, the gyaru were busy doing a ‘live reporting’ of the nearby Onee-san’s bikinis.
“The lady that is working at the beach hut always looks kinda sexy,huh? For example… Like that Onee-san over here.”
“Whoaa, you’re right. That tanned, toned body looks so erotic!”
What?! Is this the infamous busty Onee-san with a tanned body who you can often see near a beach hut? I want to see! I want to see it toooooooo!!
“By the way, doesn’t Oji-san have that kind of trope in his ‘collection’? You know, the classic trope of flirting with Onee-san at the beach… Covering them in oil and then doing it at the beach?”
“Huh?”
Ayane-san…?
“Then we must never let Onii-san see that sexy Onee-san..”
“Just leave it to me!”
Gyuuuuuuu~
At that, the blindfold towel tightened around my eyes even more.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch!?”
“See? Ossan won’t be able to take it off now.”
“Ooooh~ It’s so tight!”
So cruel… Well, if I complain now, they will just call me a ‘cheater’ or a ‘pervert,’ so I will stay quiet for now. But… Once we get back to our tent, I will enjoy myself to my heart’s content!~♩
“Hey, Ossan? They have big frankfurters here, can I get one?”
“Huh? Ah, yes. Go ahead.”
“Just for your information, I’m not talking about this ‘sausage’, okay?”
Misaki-san teasingly while tapping my crotch playfully.
“Oi-?!”
Flustered, I quickly covered my crotch.
“What’s with that pose?! You look like a girl!”
Misaki-san exclaimed while laughing boisterously. This must be one of those mysterious gyaru’s theories where it was wrong to look at someone’s cleavage in public but touching someone’s crotch was okay somehow…
….Please, spare me….
“Fufu~ You two look like you’re having fun over there…”
Squish~ Squish~
Now my butt was being groped by someone.
“Oi-?!”
Flustered, I quickly covered my butt.
“Ayane-san?! What are you doing?!
“Hmmm… Blindfold play? Or maybe… Molestation play?”
Molestation play?!
“Don’t worry… It’s going to be alright.”
A pervert’s body was being pressed against my back. The said pervert then whispered into my ear.
“I will do it in a way no one notices… Fuh~”
Ayane-san said while guiding my body forward in the line. She then topped it off by blowing her breath against the back of my ear.
“Ahnn…”
A moan escaped me out of reflex. I was more sensitive than usual, maybe because of the blindfold restricting my vision.
“Hey, Ossan?~”
Now, a slim body was hugging me from the front.
“Look~ You’re bulging in the front~ Ahh~ What am I gonna do with you, Ossan?~”
“-?!”
I could feel slender fingers pressing against my crotch.
“I guess I will hide it with my hands!”
THAT’S TOTALLY BACKFIRING ON MEEEEE!!
“Whoa!~ It’s so big! I can’t fit it in my hand!”
“Oi! Misaki! Ayane-san too! What are you two doing?! Don’t get so clingy! We’re in public! Look, it’s our turn now!”
The Pure Mama Risa-san refused to tolerate such lewd behavior. She quickly pulled the two female perverts away from me.
“Aww~ Even though I wanted to play with Ossan a bit more~”
“Too bad~”
“Goodness! You two are relentless! Go place your orders! I will go sit at the table with Onii-san first!”
Saying that, Risa-san led me by the hand to the eating area.
“Thank you, Risa-san.”
“You’re welcome! As your little sister, it’s only natural for me to do this much!”
“Thank you for saving me, but do you think you can take this blindfold off?”
“Ah, sorry. I forgot about the blindfold! Well, yeah. We’re about to eat, after all.”
Once we were seated, Risa-san removed the tightly tied towel from my eyes.
“Thank you-“
Right when the blindfold came off, a sexy Onee-san with a healthy tan body clad in a bikini top and hot pants passed by. The busty female staff smiled at me.
“Enjoy your meal~”
“…Yeeesh…”
This must be the tanned, busty Onee-san Misaki-san and the others were talking about-
Gyuuuuuuuu!!
But all of a sudden, the towel, which should’ve been removed from my eyes, was tightened around my eyes again.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch!?”
“Keep the towel on until Misaki and Ayane-san come back…”
“Huh?”
My adorable little sister was turning into a yankee.
“Onii-san? Where’s your answer?”
“Ye-Yes…”
And so, I continued to be subjected to a blindfold play in the middle of the bustling eating space until Misaki-san and Ayane-san returned to our table.
…So embarrassing…
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Chapter 79: Lunch Is Omelet Yakisoba, Fried Chicken, And… A Meat Stick
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It was past 2 PM. After buying four servings of yakisoba, two packs of fried chicken, and two jumbo frankfurters at the beach house store, we finally started eating a slightly late lunch in the eating area.
“Ah, Misaki! Two pieces of fried chicken per person, okay?”
“It’s first come, first served!”
“No! This is Onii-san’s portion!”
“Huuuh? It’s fine, isn’t it? Ossan said he doesn’t want it.”
I didn’t say that.
In the end, the two pieces of fried chicken that Risa-san tried to guard for me with all of her might ended up in the stomach of the gluttonous gyaru.
“Ossan, I wuv you~♡”
Misaki-san said while happily chewing on her fried chicken. She looked really happy when she ate. It was so soothing to witness.
“Geez~ Onii-san, you mustn’t spoil Misaki like that.”
“Then, for the two of you as well.”
I hand-fed frankfurters to Risa-san and Ayane-san. They seemed pleased with this gesture, but seeing this, Misaki-san burst out laughing.
“Ossan, you’re making two gyarus sucking on your meat stick, huh?!”
The eating area froze for a moment from her explosive laughter. Technically speaking, she wasn’t wrong, but the way she phrased it…
Anyway, despite the minor incident, we finished our lunch happily and left the eating area.
“Hey, Ossan! I want to buy shaved ice to go!”
“Ooh! That sounds good! After-meal dessert!”
“Since we’re already here, why don’t we make the loser of rock-paper-scissors pay?”
“Count me in! Old man, you’re going with rock, right?”
“Eh?”
The result is already decided beforehand?!
“Here we go? Rock-paper-scissors!”
Of course, I was the one who lost.
“Okay~ This will be Ossan’s treat~”
“Haa… Fine. One cup each, okay?”
“Yay~”
“Onii-san is so generous~”
“Thank you, Oji-san. I will take you up on your offer.”
We lined up at the shaved ice corner, all four of us. Well, it wasn’t like they were asking for branded goods. Treating my cute girlfriends to shaved ice was not a big deal for me. The three of them were looking at the syrup list with a glimmer in their eyes. When they were like this, they looked like real high school students. It was quite heartwarming to see. That said, the variety of syrups they had hadn’t changed from the past to now….
“What flavor will you get, Risa-san?”
“I think I will go with strawberry, but condensed milk is tempting too…”
“Why not get both? I will take the other one.”
“Really?! Onii-san, you’re so cool!”
My little sister was always quick to praise me. This was why I liked her.
“Misaki-san? Ayane-san? What about you two?”
“I’m gonna go with uji-gintoki style!”
“………Huh?”
Did I mishear that?
“I said, uji-gintoki style! You don’t know it, old man? It’s the classic shaved ice! The one with matcha flavor and sweet red bean paste on top!”
I didn’t hear it wrong.
“Uh… you mean uji-kintoki, right?”
“Ah, yeah, maybe that’s it!”
No, it’s definitely uji-kintoki.
“I think I’ll go with Blue Hawaii.”
“Oh! Hawaii! Aloha~”
“Aloha~♩”
Misaki-san and Risa-san cheerfully wave their hands like rippling waves. As expected of the best friend duo. They were perfectly in sync.
“Have you three ever been to Hawaii?”
“Nope.”
“Nope.”
“I don’t think so?”
“Well then, it’d be nice if the four of us could go to Hawaii someday.”
“Huh!? Old man, you’re taking us to Hawaii next summer!? OMG!?”
“What? Wait, I never said anything about next year…”
“Then we’d better start saving up.”
“Let’s all start doing part-time jobs!~”
It seemed our next destination was already decided.
“No, no. Even if we’re going to go on a trip together, we have to wait until all three of you have graduated high school, okay? Going to Hawaii is not the same as taking a trip to the beach.”
“No way! I want to go to Hawaii for my honeymoon next summer!”
“Ho-Ho-Ho-Honeymoon?!”
“It’s decided!~”
“It’s decided!~”
“Wait, hold on!?”
It seemed the queue had moved on without me noticing. The shaved ice shop clerk behind the counter was chuckling at us, seemingly having heard our conversation.
“Onii-san, the shop lady is laughing at you!”
“Even though you’re already a grown up! So embarrassing~”
The best friend duo giggled at my expense.
Whose fault do you think this is, huh?
I cleared my throat and placed my order. The shop lady, now shaving the ice, was smiling as she talked with the three gyarus.
“Don’t tease your big brother too much, even if all of you are close to your brother~”
“Oh, he’s not our brother. All three of us are his girlfriends.”
“Huh?! Gi-Gi-Gi-Girlfriends?! All three of you?!”
“Yeah. He’s three-timing us.”
Ayane-san?!
“The-Three-timing?!”
The shop lady was giving me a look that said,‘WITH THAT FACE?!‘
“It’s not three-timing~ All three of us are sharing him!”
“Sha-Sharing?!”
For now, I told the shop lady, whose hand was spilling shaved ice everywhere, to calm down and focus on making our order.
“Th-thank you for waiting…”
“Th-thank you…”
I awkwardly accept the cups from the clearly flustered shop lady, forcing a smile in return. In that painfully awkward atmosphere, I left the beach hut shaved ice stall, leading the three “girlfriends” who had caused the whole mess in the first place.
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