Chapter 258 - Nakamoto, Getting Defiant
After finishing a round of cuddling with Mano-chan, I left the hotel while holding her hand in a lover's clasp.
If I were caught doing something like this with a JC in her gym uniform, it would be common social sense to report me immediately, but thanks to my Concealment Magic, I'm pulling off the perfect crime right now.
A middle school girl lying on the roadside is fair game if no one's watching.
It's like the three-second rule.
"..."
What is this.
I feel like this isn't the thinking of a Hero at all anymore.
Sure, I changed my way of thinking based on my past reflections.
That natural-born playboy bastard who made various women fall for him unconsciously, only to destroy the party because he was fixated on Elsa alone. I wanted to change that part of myself, so this time I started openly pursuing a harem, but...
At this point, am I not just a disgrace to humanity...?
As I was stewing in my thoughts alone, Mano-chan suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Wondering what was up, I looked at her to find her gazing up at me with a somewhat wistful expression.
"Nakamoto-san."
"What is it?"
"I wanna kiss."
Man, middle school girls are the best.
I bent down and pressed my lips against Mano-chan's.
She's been begging for a kiss every five minutes since a while ago, but all I can say is that puberty's sex drive is incredible.
This old man's body can't keep up, you know.
I'd love to keep sipping on this fourteen-year-old's essence forever, but unfortunately, this world has something called time.
"What'll you do, Mano-chan? Where are you going home to today?"
"...I don't wanna go home. If Dad comes back, he'll just drag me off to some weird job again."
"Figured as much. There's the option of staying at some hotel far away for a while—"
"I want to go to Nakamoto-san's house."
"..."
Man, I guess I have no choice.
I don't want to, you know?
I'm not really feeling it, you know?
"But you know, my house has a lot of girls coming and going."
"Huh... Isn't it just Rio?"
"Guess you misjudged me, huh."
"W-Wait, let me think about it for a second."
I took out my smartphone and ostentatiously started a call.
"Hello, Ayako-chan? I'll be home in a bit. Oh, and we've got a guest today, so can you make a bit extra? Huh? You can tell? Yeah, it's another girl. Sorry, I know it's bad. Got it, got it, I'll take a bath with you again next time, okay? Ah, yeah, love you. Hey, can you put Ange on? ...Yo, Ange? Yeah, that's how it is. No, no, there are circumstances. You want me to have sex with you as an apology? Hmm... I'll think about it. Hm? Yeah, love you too. Ah, can you put Philia on?"
I glanced sideways at Mano-chan, whose face had gone pale.
If this makes her give up on me, then that's fine too.
No matter how you look at it, she's too young, and if you think about what's best for this kid, it'd be better for her to be disillusioned with me.
This is my consideration as an old man, deliberately doing things that might make her dislike me.
But if she still decides to come along despite this—
"I-I won't lose to any other girls!"
—She fell for it, huh.
Looks like this girl is the same as Angelica and the others, the type who burns with jealousy.
Man, a girl's jealousy really is a double-edged sword. For herself, and for everyone around her.
"I... even if Nakamoto-san has a girlfriend... even if he has a mistress... I don't care... so please, let me stay by your side..."
I ruffled Mano-chan's hair and whispered, "Good girl."
My conscience kept throbbing with pain, but I felt just as much of a sense of accomplishment.
I'm a Stud Horse expected by the nation to leave behind strong children, even if I'm alone.
In fact, the possibility of a child carrying my blood inheriting my skills isn't zero, so—
Let's just think of increasing my harem members as a good deed.
"Well then, let's head to my place."
I operated my smartphone again and called for Gondo.
"It's me. Get the car out here right now. You can do it, right?"
A comedian using a yakuza as his personal taxi. I think it's a pretty dangerous relationship, but Mano-chan looked at me with sparkling eyes, saying, "You even make scary people obey you, huh."
It's a JC's instinct to admire bad boys, after all. That's really a mystery.
After ending the call, I killed time by tickling Mano-chan's chin and armpits.
To me, it felt like playing with a kitten, but since the message [Mano Suzuki's Affection Level has increased by 1000] appeared multiple times, it seems she interpreted it differently.
About thirty minutes of playing around like that passed, I think.
As I was harboring a thought unworthy of being called a member of humanity, like "Middle school girls are so easy," a black Mercedes appeared, with the surrounding cars making way for it.
Hmm, pretty fast, good.
I deactivated my Concealment Magic and raised my right hand to signal my location.
Gondo seemed to notice too, honking the horn to signal back, but...
"Huh?"
Looking closely, behind the Mercedes, a rough-looking wagon blasting thumping music was closing in.
And not just one. Two, three, four... it's not like it's a daimyo's procession.
Looking closely, the Mercedes driver looked like he was about to die, and Gondo had a defiant grin on his face.
"That idiot..."
In other words, this bastard came here being chased by a Han-gure group.
A really easy-to-understand story.
Oh well, guess I'll raise a little hell.