Chapter 54 - Kotoha's Aftermath. Warning: Contains Adult Content.
“Hahh… There are too many morning visitors. It’s the beginning of the week, and my body is sluggish. Can’t they hold back a bit more?”
“Hehe, to be honest, I feel the same. But the number of visitors should calm down in the afternoon, so we’ll have more time.”
The weekend has passed, and it’s Monday afternoon.
Kotoha and Ogawa, who bought bread at the convenience store, were taking their lunch break in the break room.
“Ah, Kotoha, you seem so relaxed. I can’t compete with youth anymore.”
“Ogawa-san, you’re only 29 years old. You’re still young enough.”
“That’s not true. I’ll be in my thirties in a year… Time really flies.”
“But I think it’s a good thing that time flies. It’s proof that you’re spending fulfilling days with your husband.”
“! That’s… why receptionists who talk too much…”
Ogawa was caught off guard by the response involving her husband. She shyly looked away and took a bite of her bread.
“Hehe, what’s that supposed to mean? I’m just being honest.”
“I can see why Kotoha is popular. Men must fall for this. If you’re saying that on purpose, you’re a wicked woman, a wicked woman.”
“Oh no, I don’t have the experience to aim for that, you know?”
“Yeah yeah, being modest.”
Ogawa looked at Kotoha with narrowed eyes, half in doubt. However, the conversation quickly changed due to a certain memory.
“Oh! Speaking of that guy, did you go on a weekend drinking session? Is he as good a man as my husband?”
“Yes, we drank together for about 3 to 4 hours.”
“Oh! Then tell me about it!”
Drinking with the opposite s*x is something that few people would ignore. Especially since Kotoha doesn’t usually drink with others. It’s natural for Ogawa to be interested in such a rare event.
“I can’t make it sound very interesting. I expressed a lot of dissatisfaction.”
“Hmm? From looking at Kotoha’s face, it doesn’t seem like that. It seems like you had a fulfilling time.”
“Hehe, there were fun parts too.”
Despite saying “dissatisfaction,” Kotoha took out her smartphone with a bright face, as if the word was a lie.
“First, I’ll show you the photo of my drinking partner, which I think Ogawa-san is curious about.”
“I’ve been waiting!”
“But it’s a sleeping face, so I’m sorry about that.”
“A sleeping face? That’s rare too.”
“Please wait a moment.”
With that cushion, Kotoha found the photo in her favorite album—
“This is him.”
She showed Ogawa the photo she took of Souta sleeping in the manager’s room.
“Huh?”
In an instant, Ogawa’s eyes widened as she brought her face close to the smartphone screen, staring intently.
“Hehe, what do you think? Please give him a score.”
“Um, well…”
“Hm?”
“I feel like he looks cool in a serious way… Really? No way…”
“This is Souta-san. He can cook and clean too.”
“Kotoha, can I borrow your phone for a moment?”
“Sure, here you go.”
After receiving Kotoha’s phone, Ogawa used her index finger and thumb to zoom in and out on the photo, observing it further.
She remained silent, with a serious expression.
“Oh, Ogawa-san, you seem envious?”
Seeing Ogawa like that, Kotoha’s expression changed to one of happiness. It was also a somewhat proud expression.
“Actually, I have another photo, so please take a look at that one too.”
“Another one?”
Prompted, Ogawa swiped right. The next photo appeared.
“Oh, it’s a shot of the two of them… Wait, why does Kotoha look dissatisfied? Could it be that this guy had a premature moment?”
The photo Ogawa was looking at showed Kotoha poking Souta’s cheek with her index finger, causing his cheek to puff out.
“To put it bluntly, it’s just as the expression suggests… I couldn’t make him perform.”
“What!? You couldn’t!? But you’re on the bed, right!?”
“Well, there’s something I need to explain to Ogawa-san first… Actually, this person, Souta-san, is the manager of the dormitory where I live.”
“The manager!?”
It’s quite rare for a resident to target the manager. There’s no one who could ignore this line of thinking.
“You were trying to sleep with quite an unexpected man, Kotoha…”
“You don’t have to point that out!”
“Sorry, sorry! Please continue.”
“Uh, well… based on that story, after drinking for a long time at a pub… and getting drunk, so it led to that kind of situation, you know? Where do we go from here?”
“You know, right?”
Kotoha suggests, but Ogawa doesn’t realize that this is her first time.
“Yeah, yeah! That’s where you’d normally say, ‘Let’s go to a hotel,’ right?”
“Yes… And in that flow, I say, ‘Let’s go to my place.'”
“Mmhm.”
“But, instead of a hotel, we went to the dormitory… where I live.”
“Huh?”
“Even though I had given the OK… Despite being prepared for it, it’s terrible, isn’t it!?”
“In other words, you were almost taken home and got scolded by the manager?”
“Yes…”
Thinking back to the weekend, Kotoha shrugs with a dejected expression. It must feel like missing out despite having had a guaranteed win in pachinko or slot machines.
“Um, well… It may be strange to say this now, but Kotoha, have you ever lied? I can’t imagine Kotoha being rejected like that…”
“I don’t lie here. It’s true…”
“Hey, why didn’t Kotoha realize the difference between the dormitory and the hotel? Even if you were drunk, you should be able to tell the difference between a dormitory and a hotel. Did you take a taxi back?”
“No, I was carried on someone’s back because they said taking a taxi would be wasteful… They also prohibited me from talking and moving…”
“So, they were definitely planning to make you sleep. It may have been the right thing to do as a manager, but since Kotoha was okay with it, you should have just gone for it.”
Perhaps because she knows that feeling, Ogawa, who is also a senior in life, sided with Kotoha.
“But it’s okay now. I’ll take revenge next time.”
“Haha, that’s the spirit! If you want it, you just have to go for it. Senior’s advice.”
“Thank you.”
Although this incident would be seen as a rejection after an invitation, for Kotoha, it wasn’t just a rejection after an invitation. It’s synonymous with being told that she isn’t attractive.
“Oh, um… Ogawa-san. By the way, do you need the square thing I bought? Please use it with your husband.”
“Huh? You can keep it for whenever you need it… Are you sure?”
“Yes. I usually keep it in my wallet, but after this incident, it feels like my luck is running out…”
“Then I’ll take it! Kondo Takeshi is expensive, after all. It’s not a loss to have it.”
“That’s good.”
With that, Kotoha, who opened the zipper of her long wallet on her lap, handed Ogawa a square-shaped love helmet.
She can do boldly because they’re alone.
“Oh!? Is this the one that gives you a raw sensation? Haha, Kotoha, you’re really doing it… Choosing this out of all the options.”
“Hehe, I did some research. I bought it at Don Quijote, but it’s really noticeable at the register… It was embarrassing.”
The conversation continues. The hands exchanging items also continue…
“Um, um… huh!? Can I really have this many?”
“Yes, please use them.”
Six Mr. Gom condoms were placed in Ogawa’s palm. …In other words, it means that this is all that was in Kotoha’s wallet.
“Um, can I ask Kotoha something?”
“Yes, what is it?”
“Is this… the one you had since the drinking session?”
“Of course it is.”
Kotoha doesn’t realize it. But with that statement, Ogawa’s expression froze as if it had reached absolute zero…
“S-So, that’s right. Everyone has their own way of doing things…”
Ogawa’s misunderstanding, which made her cringe, didn’t stop.
Having the sexual desire for six rounds. Kotoha reached the peak in Ogawa’s knowledge.
(Is this because the manager, fearing being taken advantage of, intentionally made her sleep…)
Such thoughts even crossed her mind…
A few days later, Kotoha would be given a secret nickname by Ogawa.
That name—6 Battles. 1 [1]
Kotoha didn’t even realize the meaning behind it.
- 1. TN: The term ‘六戦無双’ is Japanese. It means ‘6 Battles’. This term is often used in the context of games or stories to denote a character or entity that is exceptionally powerful or unbeatable in six battles.
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