Chapter 45: Fried horse mackerel’s sleepover

Translator: Soafp

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As a fan, it feels like a dream come true to have the three members of “Masou Shoujo” staying at my house. I’m getting nervous and can’t stop feeling restless.

“What should we do about dinner?”

“I’ll cook.”

“Oh, let me help too.”

The three of them are discussing dinner plans. It’s already past 6:30 pm, and I’m starting to feel hungry.

“Setting aside Kohaku-senpai, how skilled are you in cooking, Moegi-senpai?”

“H-Hey, isn’t it too harsh to ignore me like that?”

“I can manage most dishes.”

“That’s reassuring. Let’s work together and cook.”

“I’m here too!”

“I remember Hihara-senpai not being good at cooking…”

“Fufufu, I’ve trained and trained hard since then, and now I can make curry!”

She proudly puffs up her chest, as if saying, “How about that?” Kohaku-senpai wears a somewhat surprised expression.

“I-Is that so…? I’m surprised. You can make curry now…”

“Fufufu. Didn’t I tell you? Constant improvement, right?”

“Then shall we cook together as three?”

They nod to each other, and it seems like they have decided to cook dinner together. How luxurious is this? A special dish prepared by the initial members of “Masou Shoujo.” It’s worth more than a million yen even if I were to pay for it.

“Izayoi-kun, is there anything specific you want to eat?”

“Well, anything is fine, I guess?”

If it’s their cooking, I’d gladly eat a combination of potato chips with nori and salt mixed into rice, topped with mayonnaise, even if they said it cost five million yen. In other words, anything they make would be appreciated.

“Anything is fine, but that’s troublesome, you know?”

“I-Is that so?”

Y-Yeah, that’s true. I can have the opportunity to eat the dishes made by the three of them, and furthermore, I can decide what to eat. I’m really lucky.

“Then, I’ll have the curry, please.”

“Izayoi-kun, don’t you always eat curry?”

“It’s true that Izayoi always eats curry.”

“Even when I was observing, it was always curry.”

“Well, occasionally I have hashed rice or stew, you know?”

While it’s true that I like curry, it doesn’t mean I eat it every day.

“Aren’t they similar dishes? Please consider a balanced diet, Izayoi-kun.”

“Ah, yes.”

“For crying out loud… What do you usually eat at home?”

“Well, various things, I guess? Like fried chicken or spring rolls…”

“…Excuse me for a moment.”

Gindou Kohaku sensed something and opened the refrigerator. She opened the upper compartment and looked inside. It contained condiments like ketchup and mayonnaise, as well as beverages like barley tea and water.

“…”

She then opened the middle compartment, which is where vegetables are usually stored. However, since I don’t eat much besides shredded cabbage and cucumbers, there aren’t many vegetables.

Next, she opened the lower compartment and observed quietly. That’s where frozen foods are stored.

“…”

She closed the refrigerator and looked at me intently.

“Izayoi-kun, you need to take better care of your health.

“Eh?”

“There’s hardly any vegetables. The upper compartment has some condiments, sausages, and bacon—processed foods. The lower compartment is filled with frozen foods. I’m not saying it’s bad to eat them, but do you only eat these?”

“T-that’s right.”

“Eating too many processed foods can harm your health. You need to eat more balanced homemade meals.”

The other two also agreed.

“That’s right, Izayoi. You should be more careful… Well, I’m fortunate that my dad cooks me well-balanced homemade meals…”

“Kohaku-chan is right. Eating too many processed foods isn’t good.”

Although I couldn’t catch the latter half of Hihara Karen’s words, it seems like both of them are concerned. Since I live alone and don’t cook much, I naturally gravitate towards easily consumable food.

“I’ll plan the menu for today. However, with these ingredients, I can’t create a balanced meal. I also want to prepare some in advance, but I don’t have enough ingredients right now.”

“I-Is that so?”

“Let’s go to the supermarket now and buy the ingredients.”

“Seriously? It’s almost 7 pm…”

“Let’s buy the ingredients.”

“Ah, okay.”

Overwhelmed by her presence, I ended up going to the supermarket. W-Weren’t you scared of ghosts and such?

“Um, what about ghosts and all that?”

“With four of us, they won’t come near us. Now, let’s go to the supermarket as soon as possible.”

“Is that so?”

And so, the four of us decided to go to the supermarket.

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There were only a few people inside the store, mostly working adults returning from their jobs. In the midst of that, we were at the vegetable section. It’s a good thing there aren’t any high school students around at this hour. If I was seen again, it would spread strange rumors. I’m fine with it, but if those rumors reach the girls, it would be…

“These vegetables don’t look good.”

“Kohaku-chan, how about these?”

“Yes, let’s go with those.”

The two girls, who have an eye for cooking and vegetables, put the vegetables one after another into the basket they were pushing, leaving me and Hihara Karen behind, unable to do anything.

“…Am I really lacking in femininity?”

“That’s not true at all.”

“You’re right… I’m not lacking…”

She awkwardly confesses, then follows behind the two girls with me. An indescribable atmosphere lingers. Now, the two of them are looking at the meat and skillfully placing it in the basket. Hihara Karen droops her shoulders in disappointment.

“Ugh, I can’t keep up with them…”

“Senpai, don’t worry about it.”

“But…”

“I’ve said it before, but it’s definitely moe. The feeling of being concerned and disheartened by Senpai’s poor cooking is an incredibly unique charm that only Senpai possesses. It’s something those two can’t do.”

“Oh, right. I had forgotten about the advantages of my own attributes… Even if I show a little weakness here, I can make up for it in other areas, can’t I? Thank you, Izayoi.”

“No problem, I’m glad you understood your charm.”

Talking about attributes and making meta comments may be unusual, but it should be fine with her. She follows behind me and the two girls, looking pleased. Then, a man emerges from the snack corner.

“Oh, Rokudou Sensei, good job today.”

“Ah, Kuroda… and second-year student, Hihara-san, right?”

“Yes, uhm….Hello.”

He suddenly glances around. First encounters can be tough. She shrinks and hides behind me.

“Kuroda-kun, I heard that the internet incident has been shut down.”

“Oh, really?”

“We don’t know who the culprit is, but the school will distribute a letter to all classes. For now, they’ll see how things go.”

“I’m sorry for causing trouble.”

“Don’t worry. You don’t need to apologize.”

No, he has an imposing presence… However, in his basket, there are ten cream puffs, ten puddings, whipped cream, ice cream, and pancake mix. It’s cute despite his appearance. It was mentioned in the story as well, but he has a sweet tooth. It’s hard to suppress the surprise upon learning this fact due to the contrast with his appearance.

“Well then, I’m going home. See you tomorrow at school.”

“Yes, goodbye.”

“G-Goodbye.”

After Rokudou-sensei left, Hihara KAren, who had been behind me the whole time, suddenly jumped out and returned to her usual self.

“That person has a sweet tooth. It’s surprising, isn’t it?”

“Yeah, I suppose it would seem that way at first.”

“Why do you say it like that?”

“Please don’t mind. I misspoke a bit. Anyway, let’s catch up to the two of them.”

“Yeah, let’s hurry.”

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“Ah!! Be careful! It’s dangerous!”

“You’re so annoying!”

“I’m worried you might get cut! Please give me back the knife!”

“I can do it!”

“C-calm down… Both of you, it’s dangerous.”

The main dish for dinner seems to be cabbage rolls with stewed tomatoes. She said she would also make kinpira gobo (burdock root), hijiki (hijiki mushroom), and chijimi (pancake). I sat on the sofa and looked at them, but they were so beautiful.

I’ve been told to sit quietly and not say anything until it’s done. I’m curious to see what they can do, but maybe I should intervene and stop the two of them from fighting.

“Well, if that’s the case, I’ll hold your hands and teach you, so don’t struggle. It would be a disaster if you got hurt.”

“Uh, really? T-then, should I ask you for help?”

“Haa… I really don’t want to, but I don’t want you to get injured either, so I guess I have no choice. Besides, I can’t let your blood stain Izayoi-kun’s kitchen.”

“Uh, yeah, thanks…”

“Of course, handle it like you have cat’s paws. I assume you know, but carrots are hard, so you should push down while cutting. Like this…”

“I see…”

“Remember the feeling. Your knife skills are clumsy and dangerous.”

“Ugh! My dad tells me the same thing…”

Maybe I didn’t need to worry. Gindou Kohaku is behind her, holding her hands and enjoying the moment.

After finishing cutting the carrots, they move on to slicing the pork, garlic chives, and other ingredients. After a while, they finish cutting all the ingredients. Meanwhile, Kikawa Moegi has been making tomato stew using canned tomatoes.

“Now we wrap the filling in the cabbage leaves. Please help me.”

“Okay… Thank you?”

“There’s no need for thanks. I did it not for your sake, but to avoid causing trouble for Izayoi-kun.”

“I see… But even so, thank you for teaching me. I learned something.”

“…I’ll show you how to wrap it, so pay close attention.”

Oh? Suddenly, the distance between the two of them seems to have narrowed. There have been times when things were a bit awkward recently, but it seems like their distance is getting closer, one way or another.

“Like this.”

“Like this?”

“That’s right. Wrap it like that.”

“Got it.”

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The dishes are lined up on the table, and a delightful aroma fills the air. Tomato-stewed rolled cabbage, kinpira gobou, chijimi with pork, hijiki, miso soup, and white rice. It’s incredibly luxurious.

“It looks delicious… Thank you, everyone.”

“Don’t worry about it. Since we’re staying overnight, it’s only natural.”

“That’s right, don’t worry about it.”

“You’re right.”

Without further ado, let’s dig in.

“May I start eating?”

“””Go a head!”””

“Thanks for the meal.”

I take a bite of the rolled cabbage. The tangy flavor of tomatoes and the juicy meat are irresistible.

“Mmm, delicious.”

“I’m glad you like it.”

“Yeah.”

“That’s right.”

“The seasoning was done by Moegi-senpai.”

“It’s incredibly delicious.”

“I’m glad it suits your taste.”

Should I turn on the TV? It might add to the conversation. I press the remote and turn on the television.

“Is there something you’d like to watch?”

“No, not particularly…”

“Me neither.”

For now, the TV that I turned on was playing a certain program.

[Urban Legends Series]

“It’s a show that Natsuko-san often says is interesting.”

Gindou Kohaku comments on the program we’re watching. I’m not particularly fond of this kind of show, but if it becomes a topic for conversation with her, then… I’d like to, but Kikawa Moegi doesn’t handle it well. Scenes of being scared and in distress are cute and moe, but there’s no need to force her to watch. However, I do have a slight desire to see some cute scenes…

“Oh, sorry about that. It seems like you want to watch it… But I think some people aren’t comfortable with this kind of thing, so let’s switch to another program.”

“I don’t mind.”

“Ah, um, I-I don’t mind either…”

That’s a lie. I’m not comfortable either, but I’ll have to make an effort here…

“I’m sorry. I’m not good with this kind of show…”

“Is that so?! I’m sorry, let’s change it to another program right away!”

“You have a cute side, Izayoi.”

“Ahaha, it can’t be helped if you’re not comfortable! Quickly, change it!”

The channel was changed into a talk show. Watching this, we had dinner together with the three of us. It was the most meaningful time in the world.

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The bath is ready. I should let the others go in first. As for pajamas, I decided to borrow my mother’s.

“Please, go ahead.”

“But, Izayoi-kun should go first in the bath…”

“You’re the guest, so please go ahead.”

“Is that so? Then, excuse me.”

“I’m sorry.”

It’s natural to let the girls go in the bath first, considering the potential resistance.

“I’m sorry. I’m even borrowing your pajamas…”

“You don’t have to feel too indebted, Kikawa-senpai. It’s just this much.”

“In my case, there have been various things…”

“It’s not a big deal, really. Anyway, please go take a bath.”

“Thank you.”

The three of them went to the bathroom. In “Masou Shoujo” when they take a bath together like this, Kikawa would often go out of control, hugging and touching excessively, and it would be up to Hihara to stop her. I wonder how it will be this time…

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[Karen PoV]

“Hey, wait a minute… Aren’t they too big?”

I couldn’t help but say it out loud. She’s younger than me, yet so audaciously endowed. Well, I knew she was bigger than me, but this is just too much, isn’t it?

She took off the school-issued white shirt, revealing her underwear. She’s wearing a white bra, but the real issue lies in the formidable weapons held within it. The line of her cleavage seems so long, incredibly long.

“Well, that might be true…”

“Kohaku, are you an F cup?”

“No, I’m an E cup. But lately, even this bra has been getting tight.”

“It’s practically an F cup… I mean, can I touch them?”

“W-well, that’s a bit….”

“Just once. Just a tiny bit…”

Moegi appeals, emphasizing with her thumb and index finger. She herself is wearing yellow underwear. Oh, she’s also quite big. The line… it’s quite long…

“Huh? …If it’s really just a tiny bit. Well, okay then…”

“Then, excuse me…”

Moegi grabs Kohaku’s br*asts with her hands. And then, she makes a face of astonishment…

“What… is this… They’re so soft and warm, it feels like holding a big mochi…”

She repeatedly grabs and releases them. I-I didn’t know they were that amazing…

“U-uhm, isn’t that enough?”

“…”

“Uhm, can you give me an answer…?”

“!”

Moegi now starts massaging them with both hands, squeezing and kneading the plumpness.

“Mm, ah! N-No, this is incredible, incredible!”

“L-let g-go!”

“Stop it!”

I flick Moegi’s head. This is definitely going too far. I have to stop her.

“I only said a little bit….”

“I-I’m sorry. It just… got away from me…”

Kohaku covers her upper body with both arms, hunching her knees on the floor. Moegi, although a bit reluctant, apologizes sincerely.

Looking at her massaging them, I thought they looked really soft. It felt like her fingers were sinking into the skin…

“I really don’t like perverts.”

“Ugh, I’m sorry. But, it’s strange… Even when Kohaku-chan calls me a pervert, I don’t feel that uncomfortable…”

“Just leave it at that. Instead of making a ruckus in the changing room, let’s get in the bath quickly. Izayoi is waiting for his turn after all.”

When I said that, both of them nodded.

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Wrapping a bath towel around my upper body, we enter the bathtub of Izayoi’s house. As I take off the lid of the bathtub, steam rises and the temperature in the room seems to have risen a little.

“Hey, Kohaku-chan, just one more time, just one more time, okay?”

“I refuse.”

“Moegi, let it go.”

“But it’s amazing, you know? The feeling of touching it? I feel like I’ve become captivated.”

“Is it really that incredible?”

Captivated? It piqued my curiosity. Even if it’s happening to Kohaku, it must be quite something. But I wonder what would happen if it were a guy?

At that moment, Izayoi’s face came to mind. And an outrageous image followed.

[Ah, Izayoi-kun, you’re too intense♡]

[I can’t hold back anymore. Haa, haa.]

[You’ve turned into a wolf, haven’t you♡]

[Ugh, Gi… Gindou-san.]

No, that’s impossible, right? It shouldn’t happen, but… for the sake of research…

“Excuse me for a moment.”

I reached out and grabbed her chest. It was an impact akin to being struck in the head with a blunt object. I’ve touched my own before, but there’s no comparison. It’s mochi. This is mochi.

However, it’s incredibly soft, unlike the mochi you eat during New Year’s. And a complex mix of anger, or perhaps jealousy, welled up within me.

“Ah, you too…”

“Karen-chan… How is it? The feel of it?”

“…Mochi. It’s an unbelievable mochi.”

“Right?! It’s unbelievable, isn’t it?”

“It infuriates me. It infuriates me.”

“What’s going on with you two? Squeezing your junior’s chest like that…”

“As punishment for making me angry, I’ll keep squeezing for a while…”

“What kind of punishment is that?! Both of you are acting strange!”

[Ahh… n-no, ahh… nooo, stooop…]

Her high-pitched voice echoed in the bathroom. The reverberating sound stimulated us. She endured it for a while.

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All of us washed our bodies and hair and got into the bathtub.

“Sorry about that. I’ll treat you to juice next time, so cheer up.”

“I’ll treat you to deep-fried bread.”

“That’s not the issue here!! Just because we’re women doesn’t mean it’s not sexual harassment!”

“I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry too.”

Kohaku became quite displeased. After being subjected to it, her body was flushed with a seductive aura. And then, an expression of anger. Even though we apologized, she didn’t easily forgive us.

“A-As punishment, let me touch yours.”

Kohaku pointed her finger sharply at me.

“I won’t let you refuse! Come on, give me a cheer!”

“Well, that’s a bit… embarrassing.”

“It doesn’t matter, now raise your hands and give me a cheer!! Or else I’ll call the police! I won’t forgive you until you do the cheer.”

“A-Alright”

“I might want to touch Karen-chan’s too…”

Embarrassed, I raised both of my hands. Even though I’m covered with a bath towel, there’s nothing embarrassing about it. It’s natural for body temperature to rise in the bath, but I felt it getting even hotter.

“Well then, here I go. I’ll let you know when I’m satisfied, so… okay!”

“Fue aah!”

“I see… A, no, B? Hmm, it’s quite small, but it seems to be a B… I wonder.”

“B-be gentler, aah!”

“I won’t take orders from you. I’ll make you squirm with embarrassment and ticklishness for a while longer.”

“No, s-stop.”

“Moegi, Karen-senpai’s arms are starting to drop, so hold them up for her.”

“Yeah, got it.”

“Wait, Moegi.”

“Sorry, but that figure of yours is so arousing, I want to see more.”

With my arms restrained, I couldn’t resist.

“Fufufu, now, punishment time begins…”

[No, stoopppp!]

This time, my high-pitched voice echoed throughout the room…

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“Haa, haa. You went too far.”

“Fufufu, it’s even now. Well then, for the last one…”

“M-Me? Sure. Bring it on!”

Kohaku turned towards Moegi, but Moegi didn’t seem too reluctant. In fact, she might even be happy about it. Kohaku seemed to sense that and after a few seconds of contemplating, she smiled as if she had come up with something.

“The punishment for Moegi-senpai has been decided.”

“What is it? Kohaku-chan?”

“You just have to listen to what I have to say.”

“That’s it?”

“Yes.”

“Hey, Kohaku, isn’t that favoritism going a bit too far?”

Kohaku and I can be described as enemies, but when the punishments are so different, I can’t help but want to complain a bit.

“It’s not favoritism. It’s a proper punishment. Now, Moegi-senpai, please listen carefully. If you don’t listen to the whole story or try to block your ears, I’ll start from the beginning.”

“Huh? Uh, okay. I understand, but what exactly…”

Kohaku slightly darkened the atmosphere and began her story.

“This is a story I heard from my best friend, Natsuko-san…”

“Huh? C-Could it be…”

From Kohaku’s atmosphere and the way she started, Moegi seemed to have sensed that what Kohaku was about to talk about was a ghost story. Kohaku seemed to have noticed too. Moegi is not good with scary things.

Well, anyone can tell from her reactions during the urban legends TV show.

“In the graveyard behind the elementary school…”

“T-time out!! Why is it only me!? Touch me!! My chest! It feels much better to touch than Karen-chan’s!”

Hohou, now you have done it. Moegi…

“Continue, Kohaku.”

“Of course.”

“Uuhh…”

“Moegi-senpai, make sure you take the punishment properly, okay? Otherwise, I’ll keep telling this story in front of you forever.”

“Eeek…”

After that, Moegi listened to the story while trembling and turning pale, even though we were in the bath. It became clear that Kohaku is the type to hold grudges.

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[Izayoi PoV]

I wonder what the three of them are doing right now… It’s been quite a while since they entered the bath. I checked the time. It’s almost past 10 p.m. They entered at 9 p.m, so it’s normal for girls to take about an hour, right?

I’m not sure about that, but if the three of them are getting along, then it’s fine. The living room door opened, and the three of them entered in their pajamas.

Gindou Kohaku had a satisfied look on her face, a bit on the erotic side. Hihara Karen had long hair since she wasn’t wearing twin tails like Kohaku. And what’s wrong with Kikawa Moegi? Her face is incredibly pale…

“Sorry, Izayoi-kun. We ended up staying longer.”

“My apologies, Izayoi.”

“It’s alright… But Moegi-senpai, what happened?”

“Don’t worry about it. We just had a little chat.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

“I see…”

Is it really okay not to worry? I should at least ask a little.

“Are you okay, Moegi-senpai?”

“…Do I look fine?”

“No… you don’t.”

“I thought so. Well, don’t worry about it. Ugh, I wonder if I’ll be able to sleep tonight…”

I can guess that she must have been told a scary story or something. Um, what should I do?

“Izayoi-kun, this is Moegi-senpai’s punishment. She did something to us as well, so it’s even now. Please go ahead and take your bath without worrying.”

“Oh, I see…”

Come to think of it, there was something about telling scary stories to Moegi-senpai as a way to calm her down when she gets out of control. Well, I guess this can be seen as a sign that they’re getting along in some way… Will I be able to sleep tonight?

Kikawa Moegi is extremely scared of supernatural things. It’s also one of her charming points, but it can be considered a weakness. They seem to have targeted that.

“Well then, Izayoi-kun, please go ahead to the bath.”

“Yes, then…”

I headed towards the bath. Is Kikawa Moegi going to be alright?

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They took a bath.

The bath they took……I, I don’t think anything of it!　

It’s …… gross. Let’s get in and get out of here.

After washing my hair and body and soaking carefully in the bathtub, I left the bathroom.

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It’s close to 11 p.m. It’s already bedtime for good kids.

“Please use the guest room, the futons are already prepared.”

“Sorry for the trouble.”

“Thank you.”

“…Thanks.”

“It’s that room over there.”

After a brief conversation, I escorted the three of them to their respective rooms.

“Goodnight.”

“See you tomorrow.”

The two of them entered their room, and then it was time for Kikawa Moegi to follow suit.

Is Kikawa Moegi okay? Maybe I should check up on her. Having a good night’s sleep is important for one’s health, after all.

“Kikawa-senpai, are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

“Uhm, there are no ghosts or anything in this house. I’ve been living alone for a long time, and I’ve never experienced any supernatural phenomena.”

“Is that so?”

“Also, please take this.”

“Is this your contact information?”

“It’s my email and phone number. If you ever get scared and need to go to the bathroom at night, and you don’t think you can go alone, so please contact me.”

“W-What are you talking about?! That’s… rude! How dare you!!”

“I see. In that case, you don’t need my contact information.”

As I tried to take back the paper with my contact information that I had given her, she quickly pulled it back to prevent it from being taken.

“Well, just in case, I’ll take it.”

“I see. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight…”

She entered the room, seeming a bit displeased. Well then, I should head to my own room on the second floor…

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It was late at night, and my smartphone, which was by my side as I slept, began to ring.

The message on the screen said:

[Are you awake? If you’re awake, I know it’s a bit awkward to ask… but could you come to my room door?]

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