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After a normal, wholesome family breakfast with mom, I went to my room to prepare for my third ever client as a rental boyfriend.
Her name is Isami Isozaki. Her profile says she's 25 years old, but she really doesn't look 25. I even thought that maybe she's lying about her age, but remembered that the app requires women to submit an ID in order to register an account.
'She must be one of those petite girls I've heard about.'
In this world, women are generally taller and stronger than men. But just like in my old world, there are always exceptions.
'5'0... This is the first time I've met someone that much shorter than me. One of the nurses was about 5'4 or maybe 5'3, if I had to guess.'
But her appearance changes little in how I will treat her.
'Even if she's smaller than me, I'm sure she would prefer to be the reliable protector instead of the protected, especially not by a man.'
Unless, perhaps, she's the submissive type who wants a man to lead. I'll have to figure that out when I meet her.
"Alright. This should be a good outfit for a regular park date." I stare in satisfaction in the mirror. The shiny surface reflecting a young man wearing a simple cactus green shirt, and a pair of beige shorts.
"I'd say this is a pretty good youthful outdoor outfit." I say to myself.
I turn around and look over my shoulder to inspect my backside, as if there's anything special about it.
At least, that's what I thought...
"Hm..." I stare at a certain area of my body. "I've been eating well and exercising at home, ever since I got discharged, so I'm not as thin anymore, but...."
With both hands, I grip my rear. "Why do I have such a nice-looking ass?? Are all men in this world like this?" I wondered. Questioning the reason why men would need such round butts.
"... I should've gotten baggier shorts..." I started to regret my choice of clothing sizes.
I had worn an oversized sweater last time with Karina, so nobody could see then, but with a fit shirt and shorts, the shape of my rear is barely hidden. 'Is this how the women in my old world felt?' I pondered on a question I'll never get the answer to.
"... I'm definitely gonna get stared at, aren't I? A lot more than usual, at least." I sigh, accepting my imminent fate.
"..... Wait- Is this why the deer at Nara kept licking my butt?!"
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After some time spent theorizing whether women here like men's butts, I left my room after putting on a thin silver necklace and a pale brown cross bag over my chest.
Exiting the short corridor, I locked eyes with my mother across the room waiting for me. 'Is she there to send me off? How thoughtful of her.' My lips curl into a small smile as I appreciate the gesture.
"I'll be off now, mama" I say, tilting my head up slightly to look her in the eyes.
Mom's face visibly softened at my words. Her hands rising up to cup my cheeks. "You take care of yourself, okay, Andy? And if you ever feel you're in danger, use your stun gun." She said with a smile.
"Um, shouldn't I use my alarm first?" I questioned my mother's choice to resort to tazing someone immediately.
Mom seemingly pondered on my response for a moment. "If you think that's the right course of action, then sure. Just remember that mama always has your back. So shock anyone you think is sketchy."
"... Okay." I just decided to accept my mother's advice. "I'll really be off now. See you later, mama." I say before leaning in and placing a small kiss on my mother's cheek. 'Alright. This one felt normal. Nothing weird like last night.'
With that, I turn around and make my way to the door.
Hana smiled fondly as Andy starts to leave, but her eyes blow wide soon after. "Hold it right there!" she yelled, something akin to panic in her voice. I frantically turn back around. "What is it, mama??" I ask, startled by the sudden loud noise.
"Wait right there!" mom says before heading for her room. Leaving me alone and confused.
When she returns, she has something draped over her arm. And without any explanation, she wrapped it around my waist and tied two ends together in front of me. The 'something' was actually a jacket. I look over my shoulder and down to see that it is fully covering my rear.
"Women would stared holes into your rear, if you went out like that, Andy!" mom scolded. This is the first time she has scolded me since I came into this world. "I-I understand. Sorry, mama."
'Maybe in my old world, this is on par with a dad catching his young daughter about to go out in booty shorts. Okay, maybe that's a bit much.'
Mom's hand finds my shoulder in a firm, yet somehow gentle grip. "Always keep this jacket on your waist, okay?"
I nod obediently. "Yes, mama."
Mom's expression softened once more at my compliance. "Remember, Andy. Mama loves you very much." she then placed a gentle kiss on my cheek. The gesture caught me off guard, since this is the first time mom has done it to me instead of the other way around.
'... I don't dislike it, though...'
"Alright. Thank you, mama." I say as I turn around and actually begin to leave. Only stopping at the doorstep to switch out my slippers for a pair of black & white sneakers. I can feel mom gazing at me all the while.
After tying my shoes, I stand back and look over my shoulder. Mom is leaning on the wall as she gave me a small wave.
I wave back for a bit before turning back to the door.
My hand grips the handle before I push down. An electronic beep came out as the lock opened.
I take a step as I push the door open.
"H-Hi there..." a small girl greeted me as we lock eyes. "!!! Wait- You're!" My eyes widen in recognition. "Isami?" The name tumbles out of my lips.
The small woman before me is none other than my client for the day, Isami Isozaki. The 25 year old who doesn't look like one.
"Haha... Yeah, that's me. I-Isami Isozaki at your service!" Isami's voice cracked mid-sentence. Her cheeks reddening from barely controlled embarrassment.
'How is she here? I didn't say anything that could doxx me...' As I process how my date knows where I live, mom's hands find my shoulder in a protective embrace. "Andy? Is something the matter?" Mom asks as she peeks her head past me.
"Hm? Isozaki-san? What are you doing here?" Mom asked to the girl before me. I look over my shoulder, visible confusion in my face. "You know her, mama??" I ask my mother who seems to know who Isami is, even though I've never told her about any of my dates beforehand.
"? Of course I know her." Mom's casual response makes it look like I'm the one who's acting strange.
"She's one of my tenants."
Isami is our neighbor.
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