277 273

Also, I thought you were making fun of me.

But Mr. Ume stares at me with a serious look, albeit illuminating.

I snapped my neck. [M]

"Shabu-shabu... Huh?

"You know what I mean?

And Mr. Ume fingered the empty cup.

The white shirt looks clear depending on the lighting.

I guess it's still a no bra. The tip was pushing the cloth out.

"So, but... I have a girlfriend"

"There's a lot of them, right?

"Yeah, yeah... five, I'm here"

Besides, there's Mr. Truth now.

This invitation in that is too frightening.

Ume's strong libido came to my knowledge when I stayed here before.

He was masturbating my meat stick while I slept with the occassion.

Not to mention, I couldn't bear to fluff that huge penis in my mouth.

My mouth feels so good that Ume drank me too.

"I've been busy lately..."

For some reason, Mr. Ume points at his lips as if he were obstinate.

He's definitely a very attractive person.

Talented, beautiful.

"Oh, um... but, uh..."

I didn't know what to answer.

Behind my back is feeling, blood is gathering up in my groin from my expectations.

I don't have enough blood to collect in my brain and I can't turn my thoughts.

"Oh, thank you"

I thought I was saved by the truth. [M]

Mr. Truth came out of the shower earlier than I thought.

Mr. Ume cleans up the cup or something in the kitchen.

"Me, too, you're coming in. Young people, because it's the last!

And, at the same rate as usual, Ume disappeared into the bathroom.

The truth about how you put a bath towel through your neck.

"Oh, not really... maybe I don't want you to see"

"I'm sorry."

I guess I borrowed it from Mr. Ume.

Mr. Truth had changed from a suit to a yellow and green t-shirt and hot pants.

It was a so-called model shape with distinguished thin, long legs.

"Cosmetics, because I took it"

I had no idea.

I guess I shouldn't wear a lot of makeup from time to time.

Sitting on the couch, Mr. Truth wipes his hair with polite hands.

"I'm sorry about everything."

"Huh?"

"I got stupid about my husband or something."

I snapped my neck as I turned my back on Truth. [M]

"No...... never mind at all"

"Does Okaya have a girlfriend or something?

"Yes, I'm here..."

"I knew it! It's sweet... I'm in high school, and I'm calm"

Even though I was praised, I was terrified.

Mr. Truth is too attractive to be around.

I don't know what to do.

I've never felt this way before.

I love Mia, and I like Mi-qin, Shiba, Tomiko, and Lina.

There was no falsehood in that feeling, and I was prepared to make everyone happy.

But that's why I didn't lie about this feeling either.

I gradually became in a romantic relationship with them now.

It was while I was acting with a lot of things that I liked.

I don't know how this feels.

It's the first time we've met and tasted this feeling without knowing each other too well.

He was a man who didn't know much about love.

That made five girlfriends at once, and a romantic relationship.

It is definitely enriched by feelings for the opposite sex.

Longer Mr. Truth exhales.

"Phew... the writer is amazing... I can't believe I can live alone in a house like this"

"Yeah..."

I nodded as I wandered.

Make yourself say it again and again.

I have a girlfriend. There are five of them.

They have a husband. Married.

But it reminds me of what Ume said earlier.

This time the subject matter will be adultery between wife and high school students, he said.

I'm not talking about the world of novels, can that also be in reality?

"No!

It was the limit.

When I stood up, I saw the truth.

Truth that opens his eyes like a sudden surprise.

It would be for after the bath.

My cheeks are red.

Lumpy. And skin reminiscent of polished eggs.

Young mouth, with seemingly strong eyes.

Her body is an adult woman, but her expression is unusual.

He looked at me in silence and tilted his neck.

"I'm leaving."

"Huh? Yeah!?

When I held my luggage, I ignored the confused Mr. Truth and went to the front door.

I hear footsteps coming after me.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean? There's no more power out."

"No! But I'm leaving."

"Wait!

And the shoe is grabbed by the arm where it was about to be.

Mr. Thin Truth's fingers ate on his wrist.

That's all I am happy about.

"Something I care about?

"I didn't."

"I'm so sorry!

When I took my hand off my arm, Mr. Truth raised his head.

"Sorry I got drunk!

…………

"I'm sorry to say my husband's stupidity!

…………

"I'm sorry I got all familiar and tidy!

…………

Mr. Truth apologizes with his head raised.

Exhaling loudly, I snapped with a trembling voice.

"No..."

"Nana."

And there were tears in the eyes of Mr. Truth, who gave him a face.

"What shouldn't I have done? Apologize and improve, so please let me stay in charge. I like the pictures of Okiya. I want to make it myself."

"No!"

Mr. Truth opens his eyes wide like he was hurt by my shout. [M]

My feelings burst when I saw tears fall from my eyes.

"Mr. Truth is nothing wrong! I'm the bad one."

"... what do you mean?

"I'm starting to like Mr. Truth."

"... Huh?

What are you doing in people's homes?

I was about to hurt Mr. Truth when I honestly told him.

But don't tell me. I can't leave.

"I have five important girlfriends."

"Five!?

"Yet I'm about to like Mr. Truth... even though Mr. Truth has a husband"

"... you, five... you say you have a girlfriend?

Apparently, that was more of a shock than a confession to myself.

When I nodded, I put on my shoes.

"Tomorrow, I will contact Takamizawa to ask him to change the person in charge."

Hit the door.

Already, Mr. Truth speaks nothing.

But another voice stopped my groaning. [M]

"Young man!"

Of course that was Mr. Ume's voice.

Plumping, Ume was standing in the hallway just wrapped naked in a bath towel.

The golden hair is still painted and glittering.

He hurried out, his cheeks were red and his breath was lifted.

"Can you go home?

"... I'll do something"

"I want ice cream… so buy it at the convenience store in no time"

Mr. Ume tells as his breath rises.

"Until a young man comes back, I'll stay in this outfit, okay?

I mean, chill your head, then come back and tell me to do something about it.

I nodded and popped out the front door. [M]