Misako-san sits on the edge of the bed, wearing only her underwear, with her legs crossed.
I am kneeling on the floor, sitting upright in the direction her gaze is looking down at.
“How is it? Have you calmed down a little with this? You must be feeling a tremendous sense of guilt,” Misako-san started to speak with an alluring smile.
“But you don’t need to worry about it. …However, ‘taking responsibility’ is important. Just like I did for you. —You know what you have to do, right?”
Crazy memories from just a moment ago flash back in my mind.
After that, Misako-san stopped refusing and accepted me herself.
In the end, she climbed on top of me and sought me out as if devouring me.
I lost count of how many times I reached climax from that pleasure.
“Umm…”
“You know what you should do, right?”
Pushed by her pressure that allowed for no objection, I knelt on the floor on both knees, just like Misako-san did at that time, and bowed, pressing my forehead against the ground.
“Hehe, it’s fine if you understand. You did something bad, so you just need to apologize, that’s all it takes. …Hey, even while you were holding me, and afterwards, you were spitting out abusive language with your mouth, but you had a face that looked like you were about to cry, didn’t you? Even though you speak such harsh words, you were touching me so gently, as if treating me like a fragile treasure. What is your intention? …Tell me your true feelings, lady!”
I cannot grasp Misako-san’s true intentions.
While she seems angry, her eyes also seem to be filled with a deep, compassionate love that I have never seen before.
“…”
“So, you can’t say it properly? Then… I am leaving this place.”
“Ah—!”
About to be cast aside, the words burst out from the back of my throat.
“I, I love you, Misako-san…!”
“Is that all?”
“I love you… I love you so much!”
Misako-san squinted her eyes with satisfaction.
“You can say it properly, can’t you. …I will say this in advance, but I am a woman of virtue. I am not the kind of woman who is easily seduced by men. I knew from the beginning that Ren-kun liked me. If you didn’t have any affection for me and were just treating me as a tool for sexual release—I would have bitten my tongue and died.”
A chill ran down my spine when I heard her say “die.”
Besides, she knew how I felt…?
“…From where, did you know?”
“Since the first time we met, I had a hunch. Your face was bright red; it was obvious. But I became certain while we were doing that. Even though you kept calling me ‘lady’ (obasan), here and there you would whisper, ‘Misako, I love you.’ You would make a happy face when I kissed you, and when I said ‘I love you,’ you would turn bright red and hug me back, saying ‘I love you the most in the world.’ You touched me as if you were adoring a treasure. And even when I grabbed your head and pushed it down there to test you, you were happily licking me with your tongue, weren’t you? Something like that, if you are not a pervert, or if you don’t like me very much, it would be too disgusting to do.”
My head felt hot.
I was so engrossed that my memories of what I said and what kind of actions I took had completely vanished.
“That… so, Misako-san… are you really okay with that?”
“Well… I am a 38-year-old lady. As a woman, I am already finished, and I had never even thought about remarrying. Mentally, too, I was withered away in many ways. Sigh… and yet, to be loved so crazily by an 18-year-old boy, honestly, I’m troubled.”
“I’m sorry…”
“You don’t have to apologize anymore. I am a lady, aren’t I? Because I have gained a fair amount of experience in love, I can tell just by our skin touching, how much I am loved. If your feelings were only half-hearted, I had intended to treat you as an ‘experience’ just once, and then disappear. …But Ren-kun, how much do you really like an old lady like me?”
“I love you the most in the world.”
(He’s really so straightforward, it troubles me.)
“I thought you would say that. But I am going to grow old first, you know? Even now, my proportions are starting to fall apart… but is that still okay?”
“Even so, my feelings will absolutely never change.”
(A dazzling passion of an 18-year-old boy… I never thought I would have such feelings thrown at me again at this age.)
Misako-san breathed out softly and smiled in a somewhat self-deprecating way.
“Besides, I am very jealous. My previous husband even said that ‘the way you restrict me is intense and scary’.”
“I’m okay with that.”
“Are you sure? When my previous husband cheated, the first time, I threw a pot of boiling water at him. The second time—I stabbed him with a kitchen knife. Only his shoulder and leg, though. My jealousy is that deep. …Even so, will you accept me?”
A chilling confession. But the fire that dwelt in my heart did not go out.
“Yeah. If you love me that intensely, I welcome it.”
“I see. I understand.”
Misako-san stands up slowly and walks toward me.
“In that case, I will accept you, Ren-kun. Anything you want to do, I will do it for you. —In return, make me your wife properly, okay?”
“Wife…!”
“Don’t you want to? Surely, you’re not going to say it was just a game now, are you? I am a woman of virtue, you know.”
“There’s no way I don’t want to! I’m so happy. In that case, I have to research marriage. I’ll go check out how marriage works in this world, even if it’s tomorrow.”
“Yes, I’m looking forward to it. …Well, it’s late today, so let’s sleep, shall we?”
Misako-san slips into the bed.
Unable to resist the temptation of her lustrous body, I reached out my hand.
My fingertips touched her smooth thighs.
“I told you it’s not allowed. I really am a woman of virtue. That was just a special occasion. In return, once we are married, I will do even more amazing things for you… good night.”
After Misako-san smiled mischievously, she simply pulled the blanket over her head.
Watching Misako-san in bed, I can’t help but think.
Is it really okay that I made a vow to share my life with her so easily?
“Of course, it’s good.” Life in another world with my ideal girlfriend.
—It’s not a dream, is it?
The beating of my heart and the lingering sensation of pleasure in my body told me… it wasn’t a dream.