I had been summoned to the site of light novel author Yurisa Hirata.
Waiting for me was Yurisa, dressed in a cat-eared mini-skirt maid outfit. After a few minutes passed, we were in her bedroom. “Are you okay, Yurisa?”
“Aah… I’m sorry, Okaya. I’ve calmed down now.”
Just moments ago, she had been blushing furiously and writhing in agitation, but now she was behaving herself. “Is Saburo-kun okay?” “He’s probably…”
Yurisa’s anger exploded, and that rage was transmitted to his older sister, Ichika.
With a furious expression on her face, Ichika grabbed Saburo-kun by the collar and disappeared with him.
…I didn’t see him again after that.
I could hear screams from far away, but I was unable to go check on them.
“So, Yurisa. What exactly happened? Why suddenly dress up like that…”
It was behavior completely uncharacteristic of Yurisa’s usual self.
“Are you feeling stuck in your writing?”
“N-no! Don’t misunderstand me! It has nothing to do with the novel. That part is going incredibly smoothly thanks to you.”
If it wasn’t a worry about the novel, then what was it?
“Um… can you promise not to laugh when I tell you?” “Yeah, I’m listening. Tell me.”
Rushia let out a small, relieved breath.
Her rabbit-like red eyes locked onto mine with unyielding directness.
“I wanted to understand you.”
What Rushia told me was about her recent frustrations regarding me.
She apparently felt a deep sense of confusion about my having multiple lovers.
Why would men prefer a setup known as a harem?
Serious Rushia had apparently sought advice from Saburo-san. “Was it a bad choice in personnel?” “I… thought so too.”
Following his advice, she had decided to try playing some eroge.
She said she played many games, which led to this very moment.
“Thanks to eroge, I came to understand the desire for a harem. I’m grateful to Saburo-san. But…”
“Is there anything else that’s on your mind?” Rusia nods helplessly.
She glances up at me, then clamps her mouth shut.
He must be torn over whether to speak.
Before long, he murmurs quietly.
“…Even if I can understand how men feel, I’m getting lost on what you actually feel.” “What do you mean, my feelings?” Rusia nods gravely.
“Originally, the reason I tried to understand your harem fantasies was because Okaa-chan wanted to be liked by you. I want to understand you. I want you to like me.” But Rusia continues.
“As you can see, I’m stiff and devoid of any sense of humor. In terms of being feminine, I’m completely losing to Akari and the others.”
Rusia lost his parents when he was young and had to grow up too soon.
Consequently, his demeanor is surprisingly mature for his age. Simply put, he lacks a sense of childishness. He’s likely worried about that.
“Characters in eroge games are incredibly diverse. But one thing they have in common is that they’re all cute. They’re designed to please men. On the other hand, I wonder how un-cute I am.”
“So… that’s why she wears the maid outfit?”
“Yes. I thought it would make you happy… but…” …I see.
Was that the kind of trouble she had been carrying all this time?
“Even if I could understand you, it wouldn’t mean anything if I’m not the woman you like. I just… want to be liked by you. Want you to love me. …What should I do?” Lushia murmured weakly. Her eyes wavered with anxiety.
That she was tormented this much, yet I couldn’t even notice. Damn it, what the hell am I doing?
Looking at her lonely eyes stirred a protective instinct in me.
I pulled Lushia’s slender, small body into my embrace.
“I’m sorry, Lushia. For making you anxious. …But listen, it’s okay.” “O-okay…?” “Yes. …Ryuko.” I called her by her real name.
“I like you. I like you the way you are.” She stared at me in shock.
Was she surprised? No, that was likely my fault for never saying such things to Lushia before.
I had viewed her for a long time as a writer. Treated her that way.
But even after we became lovers, I think I continued interacting with her in the same manner as before.
So it was only natural that she felt insecure.
“I like who you are now, Ryuko. Your seriousness, your dedication to everything, seeing how hard you try… it’s all so lovely.”
Rushea teared up, her voice trembling as she asked. ”…Is it true?” “Yes, I’m not lying.”
“I have no charm at all, do I? Even the way I speak is so masculine.”
“That’s not true. Runa is cute. I don’t see you as a man at all.”
Sniffle…sniffle. Rushea blew her nose.
I pulled her crying body into a tight embrace.
She squeezed me back just as hard.
Her warm body. The sweet scent. Her soft breasts.
Everything about her, including her personality, was adorable.
”…I’m glad I can be my true self.”
“Yes. You are beautiful exactly as you are.”
Rushea lifted her face. Her expression was bright and clear.
Good. I was glad I could wipe away her sorrow.
”…Was my effort in vain?”
“No, it wasn’t. You just need to channel it into your work.”
Rushia pouted her lips as if pouting in her sleep.
“It’s not about the work; I want to return it to you. I put up with being so embarrassed and made such a fuss for this, after all.”
Rushia is still wearing the lewd cat-ear maid outfit. “You’re cute.”
“Ah, thank you… but! As far as I’m concerned, I just… wanted Okaya-san to get in a, um, perverted mood, so that’s why…”
She turned crimson and lowered her head.
The tips of her ears, even her neck, were burning red with shame; she was adorably too cute for words.
“Hey… Okaya-san. Is it impossible for me to stir up your lust?”
He was asking if I could get him in the mood for sex.
Honestly, just a little while ago, the answer would have been no.
But now, here I am with her as lovers. I understood her feelings.
Now, at this very moment… I can see her as a woman.
“Okaa-san… will you take me?”
Rushia looked up at me with her eyes glistening.
She let out hot, ragged breaths: “Haah, haah.”
Her body moved up and down, flushed red as if she were running a fever.
“I like you. I love you. That’s why… that’s why I want you. All of you.” “All…”
“The you that you are right now, the future we have together, everything…”
She was probably trying to say “child.”
Rushia gazed at me with a greedy expression. “Got it.”
A smile spread across Rushia’s face.
I pressed my lips against hers, cherries-red and plump.
I pushed Rushia down onto the bed. She offered no resistance at all.
She writhed her small body, letting out sweet moans from her lips.
I threw myself on top of her, and then……
That day, for the first time, we were connected even more deeply. 【★Announcement】
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