"....." 2x
"Hmn~! Hmnh~!"
While Eri hummed happily as she cooked in the kitchen, she left Nifuji alone with Mayuri as they sat on the tatami floor, face to face, with a low table separating them.
Frankly, did she really leave him to her "best friend" alone?
Nufuji knew that this might be strange, but in most cases, the partners, who got too close to the close friends of their boyfriends or girlfriends, usually were—
"I am sorry that I only have that in my place..."
Mayuri decided to talk first, apologizing as she didn't have any men's clothes.
"No, it's fine. I am just glad that I don't have to be naked here."
As his clothes were stained by Mayuri's puke, it was washed away in her place, but while they were being washed, it would take a while to dry. If there was something fortunate, it was that she had a white shirt that was large enough to be worn by him, and only the upper parts of his clothes were dirtied, so his lower parts were more or less okay.
"Well, that's true..."
Those words reminded her of his lower area, making her eyes stare at his lower body subconsciously.
If it were so big, would it fit Eri's slender body?
"....." Nifuji.
Nevertheless, at least he knew that she was sober, but this woman kept messing with him, even if she was beautiful and had large boobs; he decided to tease her. "Though I am surprised that you have a man's shirt here."
Mayuri was stunned and quickly denied it. "No, no! That's not a man's shirt! I used that shirt for a cosplay before!"
"...cosplay?"
"....." Mayuri.
Ah, she died.
Mayuri knew that she had died.
The secret that she had kept for so long was exposed.
"By the way, how long have you known Eri?"
Unexpectedly, Nifuji didn't press further about the cosplay word that came out of her lips, instead focusing on Eri, making her lips curl, feeling an intense sadness that made her chest so tight that she couldn't breathe.
Still, she answered him softly, "...I have known her since middle school."
"That's... quite long."
He knew that they had a long relationship, yet unexpectedly, it was so long that they had known each other since middle school.
Frankly, it was rare, as in most cases, many people would lose all the connections they had in school when they entered society. Everyone was busy on their own, but compared to the guys, who were all silly and childish, which made their friendship much purer, the girls just grouped up because they didn't want to be alone, so usually, their friendship was much shallower and only lasted for a short moment, so the fact that Eri and Mayuri could be friends till today was unexpected.
"That's why... that's why..." Mayuri felt that she wanted to cry, knowing the impossibility of her taking Eri away from Nifuji. Unlike him, she had no dick, and there was no "futanari" in the real world.
Probably.
Regardless, she knew that Eri was as good as his, and all the efforts that she made were meaningless, so she could only say, "That's why, I hope that you can take care of her, and if you hurt her, I will... I will kill you, then kill myself!"
"....."
It was so heavy, Nifuji thought.
After all, he had just dated Eri for a day, and even if he had a good impression of his junior, it didn't mean that he loved her so much that he would sacrifice everything for her, as his love wasn't so heavy.
Still, with how his junior was, he didn't think that his junior would also let him sacrifice everything for her. Instead, as he watched her, cooking in the small, dingy kitchen in Mayuri's place, as she hummed happily, after they shared their first kiss, it made him think that his choice to be with her wasn't a bad one.
If there was a trouble, it would be the connection between Mayuri and Eri, but frankly, he didn't take this problem seriously.
Why did he think so?
It was because Mayuri had no dick, a penis.
Without that source of sin that was possessed by every man, more or less, everything was safe.
Moreover, his ability as the "Seeding Uncle" wasn't something that a mere mortal could understand, but even so, he had to respect Mayuri, who could remain sane, and hoped for the happiness of her friend, burying her feelings.
"Even if you don't ask me, that's what I plan to do."
"...I hope so."
Mayuri could only sigh helplessly since no matter what she did, it was meaningless.
"What are you two talking about?"
Soon, Eri, who had finished cooking dinner, came as she looked at the two curiously.
"I just asked her about how you two have known each other."
"Oh!" Eri was surprised, then looked at Mayuri with a helpless sigh. "You didn't tell him anything embarrassing, right?"
"I think that you are the one who told him about my secret or embarrassing stories, right?"
When Mayuri thought about Nifuji's unsurprised expression as she said the word "cosplay," she felt like Eri should have talked about her cosplay job to her boyfriend.
"...." Eri.
"As expected, you really did!"
"Don't worry. I won't say anything."
"That's not the problem!"
Still, it wasn't like he was unfamiliar with cosplay, and frankly, if Mayuri wanted to focus on cosplay, he could see that she would make a lot of money, but he also didn't think that it was wrong of her to choose the stable and more guaranteed job as a teacher in a public school.
Or rather, as she was a civil servant, her life was as peaceful as it could be.
"If you hide your identity, should it be okay?"
"No, she can't; her boobs are too noticeable."
"That's true." Mayuri sighed. "Even if I can't hide my face, I can't hide my boobs."
"..."
Frankly, Nifuji even wondered why they talked about cosplay during their dinner, but probably, it had been a while since Eri and Mayuri talked, and he also had a certain interest in seeing a cosplayer as a job since it was a new job that had only emerged lately.
So, was it a good job?
It was since the better the popularity, the more money one could get.
If he had to say, they worked like actresses or actors who had existed in the past.
Or rather, he would say that a cosplayer was someone who worked in the art sector.
Naturally, like any others, if one were successful, then they would make money, and could live as they wanted, but if they ended in a failure... it might be wrong to say that they would be dirt poor.
Mayuri had all the problems that most people had, and her parents also weren't wealthy enough to support her dream, so she chose reality and became a teacher.
"What do you think of being a teacher?"
"Well, it's fine. Some students are so naughty that they often try to flirt with me."
"Don't be a criminal, okay?"
"I won't!"
The three had their beers, talking about many things, before he thought that it was time for him to go back.
"Eh? You are going back?" Mayuri asked in surprise.
"...do you want me to stay?"
"...."
Mayuri subconsciously stared at Eri, who also looked at the time, and asked, "Do you need to do any work at home, Senpai?"
"No."
"Then, isn't it fine to stay? Your clothes are still there anyway. When it is dry, she will iron it for you."
"I will take care of it carefully!"
Eri thought to say goodbye to her past, focusing on Nifuji, but did she not even realize that he was a man?
As for Mayuri, she had grown comfortable with their presence, so she was a little afraid to be alone and wanted them to stay.
If he had stayed in the same place as the two women, what would have happened?
'Well....'
He thought for a while and felt that nothing would happen.
Probably, except for kissing with Eri, nothing would happen, and he also felt a bit tipsy; the alcohol was still in his system, so after a moment of hesitation, he nodded. "...okay?"
Still, the situation couldn't be as simple, he thought.