The Story of Living a Decadent Life While Intensely Violating a Downer-Type, Busty Daughter and Mother - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

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“Hey, Otona-kun.” 

“Hmm?”

I was called by my name in a listless voice. However, because she said it so languidly, my name, Otona, ended up sounding like it had a different meaning. For a split second, I wondered who it was, but since she and I were the only ones in the classroom, I realized who it was immediately. 

When I looked back, as expected, there she was: Nodoka Utsuho, slumped over her desk with a weary air. Even though she had called my name, she didn’t direct her gaze toward me at all.

No matter how you looked at it, it was rude, and it wouldn’t have been strange if I felt irritated by it. However, it was already a well-known fact that the person known as Nodoka Utsuho had this kind of personality and habitually behaved in this manner. Since even I, who wasn’t particularly close to her, knew this, basically all our classmates were aware of it. 

Therefore, I didn’t get annoyed. That said, it seemed that a large portion of the girls avoided her because of this personality. It wasn’t quite bullying, but she definitely seemed isolated. By the way, her reputation among the boys wasn’t all that bad. Her appearance had a bit of an unapproachable quality, but… how should I put it? Her clothing defenses were incredibly weak.

“Do you need something, Utsuho-san?” 

“Otona-kun, are you living alone right now?”

Utsuho-san finally lifted her face from the desk. Thanks to that, I could see her face clearly. Her black hair was wavy and trimmed neatly around her shoulders. Rather than the waves being the result of careful maintenance or a perm, it looked more like a natural texture left messy and untouched. Her pure white skin made me think she probably rarely walked under the sun. And, standing out against that skin, were the dark circles under her eyes. Utsuho-san probably didn’t mean anything by it, but when she stared at you with those eyes, you couldn’t help but feel like she was glaring at you.

Additionally, there was the black mask she wore twenty-four-seven. Since I couldn’t see the expression of her mouth, the impression of her eyes became even stronger. If she had a bad look in her eyes, it was only natural that she would give off an intimidating vibe. What further created that unapproachable atmosphere were the numerous glittering piercings in both of her ears. Combined with her lethargic behavior, it was fair to say this was why Utsuho-san was kept at a distance by those around her. I, too, never proactively called out to her. Well, I simply didn’t close the distance because I knew nothing about her hobbies or anything like that.

If that were all, it would just feel like she was being constantly avoided. The reason the girls shunned her while the boys felt attracted to her lay in Utsuho-san’s disheveled school uniform. The neckline was loose, revealing a deep cleavage. Depending on the angle, you could even catch a glimpse of her bra. Her skirt was extremely short, showing off most of her long, plump legs, and again, depending on the situation, her panties would peek through. In short, the girl named Nodoka Utsuho had extremely weak defenses.

I hadn’t talked to her much either, but it didn’t seem like she was acting that way on purpose. It simply looked like she did it because of her lethargic personality. However, as far as the people around her were concerned, that didn’t matter. Being in their adolescence, the boys directed eyes mixed with lust toward Utsuho-san. Meanwhile, the girls, displeased with Utsuho-san for hogging the boys’ attention, directed negative emotions toward her. 

Man, what a pain. 

I thought to myself that she was in quite a difficult environment. Well, from my perspective, that was all there was to it.

“Yeah, that’s right. By the way, did I ever tell you about that, Utsuho-san?” 

“Nn-nn. I didn’t hear it directly, but I overheard you talking with your friends.” 

“Ah… I see.”

I scratched the back of my head and thought. It wasn’t as if living alone was a secret I wasn’t allowed to reveal to anyone. It wasn’t that I wanted just anybody to know, but I wasn’t exactly hiding it either.

“So, does me living alone have anything to do with this?” 

“Yeah, it’s not that big of a deal, though.”

Utsuho-san said it casually, as if it were truly nothing.

“Can I go to your house today, Otona-kun?” 

“…Eh?”

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“Wow. It’s properly organized. My opinion of you just went up.” 

“…Ah, okay.”

For some reason, Utsuho-san entered the room before the owner. As she kicked off her shoes to take them off, her skirt flipped up, revealing her large buttocks and the panties clinging to them. 

At least line up your shoes when you enter someone’s house…

In the end, I hadn’t been able to keep turning Utsuho-san down after that, and I had ended up inviting her into my room. 

I mean, wouldn’t you normally be on guard?  You are inside the room of an opposite-sex classmate you aren’t even that close with. Plus, he lives alone, you know? I’d think people wouldn’t normally just walk right in…

“So, what do you want after all?” 

“Hmm… Well, it’s really not a big deal.”

Once inside the room, she leaned her body languidly against the sofa. 

Isn’t she getting comfortable a bit too fast?

“I’m a pretty lazy person, you see.” 

“Yeah.”

I didn’t say, “I can tell.” I was a proper adult, after all.

“Because of work, there are many times when Mama can’t make dinner, so I usually just make do with stuff I can buy at the convenience store.”

I nodded along. I didn’t think that was particularly unusual these days. It was probably a situation where Utsuho-san’s mother was busy with work at night and left money instead. And Utsuho-san, being lazy, didn’t cook for herself and lived on convenience store food.

“Well, Mama found out and got mad at me. She said if I don’t cook properly, my nutrition will be unbalanced or something…” 

“Your mother is quite sensible, then.” 

“I guess so.”

Her lethargic expression didn’t change, but she wore a faint, somewhat happy smile. Apparently, their parent-child relationship was good. That was a fine thing. 

As long as it doesn’t cause me any trouble, that is.

“So, I didn’t want to get yelled at either, so I thought I’d try to have nutritious meals, but…”

While staring blankly at the ceiling, she murmured in a state of maximum lethargy.

“Cooking for yourself is super annoying.” 

“Ah…”

I thought she’d say that. I wasn’t close with Utsuho-san, but even a little bit of talking was enough to tell she was a downer-type who was extremely lazy. There was no way she would start cooking for herself just because she got yelled at a bit.

“So, being the clever person I am, I came up with an idea. I’ll have Otona-kun, who lives alone and seems used to cooking, make meals for me.” 

“Clever… Clever, you say…?”

Utsuho-san’s eyes glinted. She acted like she had come up with a brilliant plan, but it wasn’t like that at all.

“No, even if you tell me that so suddenly… To be honest, letting Utsuho-san into my house to cook and feed you when we’ve hardly ever hung out before is a bit…”

Certainly, Utsuho-san was a beauty. Even with her lethargic vibe, she had more than enough charm to make up for it. That said, I wasn’t going to let my guard down so easily just for that. 

Well, if it were someone else my age, they’re in the peak of their adolescence, so maybe my classmates would let their guard down easily like that. However, I am not that simple!

“You really can cook, right?” 

“W-well, yeah…”

If you’ve lived alone for a few years, that’s bound to happen. 

Of course, compared to a professional chef, I was completely inferior, but I could say I was at the level where I could make ordinary things in an ordinary way. Having heard my words, Utsuho-san seemed to have strengthened her resolve even further and showed no intention of moving from the sofa at all.

“Ah, of course, I’ll pay for the ingredients and stuff. So, I want you to let me eat meals here for a while.” 

“Hmm, even if you say that…”

To be blunt, it was quite a bother. Regarding money, I had been able to earn enough surprisingly. So, money wasn’t a problem for me. Not to mention, I had my allowance too. The main issue here was the psychological stress of inviting Utsuho-san, someone I wasn’t that close with, into my home. Not to mention, the fact that it would be hard to work on my previously mentioned means of earning money if Utsuho-san were around.

Well, if it’s just once, it might be fine, but…

“Basically it’s like this. I won’t get in Otona-kun’s way at all, and you can just live your life as if I’m not here. Except for the meals.” 

“Hmm…”

Honestly, I was wavering quite a bit. Should I just accept it once, telling myself it was only for this one time? However, if she ended up hanging around all the time… 

…Well, it’ll probably be fine. 

I reached that conclusion within myself and was about to tell Utsuho-san that…

“Ah, then how about this?”

But before I could, Utsuho-san’s expression changed as if she had suddenly thought of something. While still leaning lazily against the sofa as usual, she spoke as if it were nothing, all while lifting up her short skirt with her own hands.

“You can use me to vent your sexual desire.” 

“…………Eh?”

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