Chapter 553: Tricking Away My First Time
Chapter 553: Tricking Away My First Time
Chapter 553: Tricking Away My First Time
Himekoji carefully took out the key and quietly slipped inside.
Why was he sneaking around in his own home?
Himekoji thought about it but couldn’t find an answer.
He took off his shoes and tiptoed the whole way. When he reached the living room, he saw the nearby kitchen was busy.
It must be Akiko, right?
These past few days, his dinners were all eaten outside. The big job of cooking at home had fallen on Imouto. Thinking that, he felt Akiko was really hardworking.
Himekoji instinctively peeked into the kitchen. But he was surprised—the one in the apron cooking was Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.
He got scared right away. The Carp Soup for Pregnancy Care that day was unforgettable, a true Wicked Lord’s dish!
He remembered he had given a hint later—the kitchen was a serious place, no entry for Hikari, Mashiro, or Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.
Maybe this person was Rikka?
Himekoji greeted hopefully and asked, “Uh… just to be sure, are you Rikka or Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye?”
“Rikka isn’t that capable,” Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye looked up, gave Himekoji a funny glance, then turned back to her work. She scooped some soup with a spoon, tasted it, and said happily, “Perfect!”
That Rikka wasn’t capable—Himekoji couldn’t agree more. He nodded sincerely and said, “Right.”
The kitchen was too small for two people. Himekoji turned to leave. But after one step, he thought of something and quickly turned back.
“Let me handle it, let me handle it! Such small things should be my job. Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye, you’re a guest. It’s not right to make a guest work!”
Himekoji quickly snatched the spatula from Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye. Just Yukinoshita being pregnant was enough to keep him busy. He didn’t want Mashiro and Akiko to get big bellies someday… no, wait, actually he did want that, but not now!
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye couldn’t say no. She took off the apron.
As she tried to tie it on Himekoji, the space was tight. Standing behind him, she pressed close to his back.
“I smell something.”
Suddenly, Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s nose twitched cutely.
“I smell a woman’s scent.”
She said that.
It almost made Himekoji drop the spatula in shock—what kind of dog nose is that?
Himekoji tried to calmly explain—
“How could that be? In this pot, there are no women—just Japanese tofu, enoki mushrooms, green onions, garlic.”
“But Mr. Himekoji has been eating women, all kinds and flavors.”
“…”
The kitchen was stuffy. Himekoji wiped the sweat from his forehead.
…
At dinner time, none of the little tyrants at home gave him a nice look. Even the “welcome home” sounded half-hearted.
To stop them from complaining, Himekoji had to go along feeling full. He ate his second dinner of the night quickly.
Luckily, kind Imouto rushed to do the washing up later. Himekoji washed fast and slipped back to his bedroom all glum.
Around ten o’clock, the door was knocked: “Dong dong dong.”
Himekoji opened the door and saw Mashiro standing there holding a pillow.
She had just bathed; her pale skin was a bit pink. He felt Mashiro looked prettier than usual—maybe he thought of “that night.”
As soon as Himekoji opened the door, Mashiro walked confidently into his room.
“Akito, I’ve decided.”
“What decision without any warning or talk?”
He had a bad feeling.
“From today, I sleep here.”
Mashiro pointed to Himekoji’s bed. Hikari was on it right then.
This troublemaker cat seemed to understand. She wagged her tail, jumped off the bed, rubbed Mashiro’s feet with her chubby head, and made a “please” gesture with her paw.
Without Himekoji saying yes, this animal had already given up. She guarded the new lady and showed her favor.
Himekoji ignored the traitor and asked Mashiro, “You mean you’ll sleep in this bed from now on?”
“Yeah, I said that.”
Mashiro hugged the pillow tighter and agreed.
Himekoji wasn’t against it—he welcomed it—but he remembered he just promised Yukinoshita…
Running a harem isn’t easy for a human!
Only by doing it could he see how tough it was.
Seeing Himekoji standing dumb, Mashiro declared again, “So we’re living together.”
“No, we’ve always lived together, right?”
“Sleeping in the same bed?”
“That sounds… a bit much?”
He said that, but actually Himekoji’s waist felt sore.
“It’s just sleeping together.”
“Huh?”
“No H.”
“I think that would be even harder.”
“Won’t let you H.”
“So you’re doing this to make me suffer?”
Mashiro didn’t care about Himekoji’s whine. She said to herself, “Then it’s happily decided.”
The girl locked her eyes on the bed.
“Meow!” Even Hikari chimed in.
“Wait, don’t just decide!”
“Akito, do you hate being with me?”
“Of course not!”
In fact, he liked it a lot.
Just thinking about it, he felt those days would be super happy, like his mind would melt.
But when several of those happinesses come at once…
Probably not just his mind, his body would melt too…
So—
“Not for now.”
“Wumu!” Mashiro puffed her cheeks and glared. “Akito is warm to hug and comfy as a pillow.”
“You mean you’re using me as a pillow?”
“…”
This time, Mashiro didn’t speak. She just held onto the bedding tightly, staring at Himekoji with silent pressure.
Himekoji thought hard with a headache.
He couldn’t be in two places. Yukinoshita would leave soon. Her last wish was to live together as a trial marriage. He couldn’t say no.
But next, Mashiro said the key line—
“So, after tricking away my first time, Akito has lost interest in my body.”
This line was too strong. Himekoji was beaten. He gave up.
“Miss Mashiro, I was wrong. The bed is yours, yours. Please get into bed.”
“Akito finally got sensible.”
Mashiro, after winning, softly “hmph”-ed and boasted her win. Then she took off her slippers, tossed the pillow, and happily jumped onto her prize.
That animal Hikari tried to jump on the bed too, but Himekoji kicked her out of the room.
“Bang!” The door slammed shut hard.
What happened next was no one else’s business.
When Himekoji got ready—
“No H.”
“Huh?”
Himekoji never thought Mashiro was serious about no H!
Of course, he didn’t expect that at midnight, Mashiro would open the door and let in another big trouble.
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