Chapter 121: -Special: Ruru comes back from Osaka (Part B)

----PoV: Yorugata Ruru-----

I motioned to Kouta-kun to stand behind me on the stool, and as Kouta-kun took his place, so too was the man behind her.  He was a bit older looking than Kouta-kun, with a bit of an unkept face, I had little doubt this man was her husband, as he seemed to have a wedding band on.

She led by having him kiss her neck and slowly undress her from their side of the window, which in turn had me direct Kouta-kun into undressing me.  It was a slow and gradual thing, intermittently fondling, kissing, and removing all articles of clothing until we were completely naked.

As Kouta-kun and I got into the swing of things by parroting them, it came time for her to put her hands on the window, and allow herself to be taken from behind.  So of course I did the same, and Kouta-kun got the cue for himself.  Having Kouta-kun participate was like a jolt of electricity when he put it in, this feeling was amplified by the fact that she was the one watching me be fucked now.  I was dripping like a fountain, and as I felt these surging feelings I began to breathe hard and fast.  I came so easily, I didn’t even feel the buildup, it was just a sudden ejaculation on my end.

“Kouta-kun… that thing… you did with me when we were with Umeko-chan.  Can you do it again, but with me facing them?  I want to expose myself while you put it in my butt.”

I stoop down and put Kouta-kun’s son in my mouth, so that he’ll be wet enough to put it in without too much pain.  I want to show her my best face, and my sideways smile.  I turn around, and he picks me up by my waist at first, then slides his arms under my thighs, and spreads them.  He lowers me down onto his thing, and I have to direct his son into my butt.  I take the moment to move my fingers down and spread my pussy completely for her to see, after he enters me.    I happen to like feeling Kouta-kun in my ass, and I think it all started one day when I was drunk.  I tried to do something to Kouta-kun… and the next thing I know, I’m up against the shower wall and being raided from behind by him.  It hurt so much, but it felt so good in the parts between the pain.

She has a fun smile on her face, and I see her turn around and say something to her husband, as she attempts to copy what Kouta-kun and I are doing.  The husband has a bit of a problem holding on to her properly so she uses the windowsill as a brace, and manages it finally. Both her and I, began to rub ourselves, I at a much more furious pace than her.  The combination of Kouta-kun in my ass and me rubbing my clit… I must have sounded like a dolphin or a mouse, I was just squeaking out sounds as I had orgasm after orgasm.

Kouta-kun was an absolute champion, lasting as long as he did, and he finally let it go inside of me.  At just the right time too, as I could see the look of satisfaction on her face.  We came together.  It was so incredible, my whole body was tingling.  At the end, when Kouta-kun put me back down, I put my face to the windowpane and kissed it.

She kissed back, and then closed the curtain.

After that, I teetered to the side, and collapsed onto the floor.  My legs were jelly.  Kouta-kun was so kind as to scoop me up like a small sack of rice and put me into the bed.  He tossed my clothes at me and I fished out a cigarette, quickly savoring the rush as I took in equal parts air and equal parts smoke.

“I’m… so satisfied…”  I said to Kouta-kun, who only responded with “I’m glad.”

You might be glad, but to me, I’ve just about entered heaven, all thanks to you, you know?

“Kouta… I know why I love you…”

“Then that’s all that matters.” he says as he lays his head on my tiny shoulder, making do with having to kiss my poor little breasts.  A… thought enters my head from the aftermath of all of this…

“Kouta… if it becomes possible… would you allow me to have her, just once?”

I don’t expect anything but if you don’t ask you can’t complain if you don’t receive.  It seems like the answer won’t be good, but he is mulling it over.

“Just her?”

I nod.

“Just once?”

I nod again…  I promise, only her, and only once.

“Alright.” he tells me.  My heart almost leaps out of my chest!

Just the thought of him allowing it… the mistake I made with Sato-san not being repeated here… I just… feel a rush of hormones come over me, and I don’t let that boy get a moment of peace.  I rode him, I had him fuck me in every position I knew, and I made him spend every last bit of his love inside of me.

I made him pass out from simply doing me until he dropped.  

I too was finally feeling the rush calm down, and I fell asleep in his arms.

I woke up before him, and a mixture of needing to pee, and needing to push some of his stuff out of me made me leave the bed and head to the bathroom.  I passed Teta who was just exiting the bathroom.

“Ruru-nee… can I ask ya’ somethin’?”

“Sure, Teta…”

“Can ya’ maybe show me yer man’s thing?”

“You want to see Kouta-kun’s…?”

“Yeah.  I ain’t see in on the boys, an’ I think if I ask, they might think it’s fer another reason…”

“I have to pee.  I’m sure he won’t mind too much if you take a little look.”

“Thanks, Ruru-nee!”

I see her slip into my bedroom and close the door behind her.  Teta’s a bold girl, but she wouldn’t do anything rash without permission. While she’s getting a look at the real deal, I take much urgent evacuation.  I flush and head back to my room, where I find Teta with her hand around Kouta’s son.

Kouta only looks towards me in confusion. “Ruru…?”

“It’s okay Kouta-kun, you are helping my sister out.”

…

I see her eyeing it, and decide to tease them a bit.

“Go ahead, give it a lick.” I say to Teta.  There is a look of surprise in Kouta-kun’s eyes.

I watch as my sister runs her tongue along the top of Kouta-kun’s son, and she sticks her tongue out, complaining it’s salty!

“Is this necessary?” Kouta-kun asks, not saying no.

I tell him it is, and then give her a little playful instruction in fellatio.  I climb on the bed next to her, and give him my best smile. “Kouta-kun, just like back and enjoy a pair of lovely legal sisters.” 

I take turns with Teta, teaching her how to perform a blowjob.  Kouta-kun might have been a little uneasy, but there was no way he wasn’t enjoying it.   He gave me the cue he was about to let it out, and I decide to let Teta receive it.  I warn her about it’s taste, and Kouta lets it out in her mouth.

She chokes on it, and most of it spills out of her mouth and back onto Kouta-kun.  It seems she was unprepared from the first squirt nearly going down the wrong pipe. I let her know the right way to handle it in the future, and tell her to get used to the taste as I start cleaning up the mess, and have her join in.  She’s picking little hairs off of her tongue.  Teta’s so innocent for being a good(bad) girl.

Next she asked me about the other part, but I decided the teasing went far enough. So I handle that part solo, and show her how Kouta-kun fits inside of me. From tip to base, I take Kouta-kun inside of me and lower myself, until he completely disappears and push down a bit further for good measure, enjoying the feeling of him right in my center.

I also let her know that there is stuff you can do with your butt, a thing I find quite fascinating lately.  Teta seems unconvinced, so I try and convince her… with words.  And explain about double penetration, something I had a conversation with Umeko-chan about.  Apparently, Kouta-kun did it once with her, using something like a vibrating dildo as the other party.  Teta would get the real thing on both ends though.

It might have been the presence of Teta, but Kouta-kun was quick to come, and I pull off of him, using my muscles inside to squeeze a bit of him out, so she could see what a creampie was, and what to avoid by using a condom so she would be safe.  Afterwards, she left satisfied enough, and once she closed the door, Kouta-kun scolded me.

“Ruru, don’t ever do that again without my permission!”

“Kouta-kun?” I ask, not realizing that he was that angry.

“I only want to be with my lovers, I’m not a breeding sow for you to pass around.  Nor are you so free to be with others, while you are with me.” he reminds me.

I may have overstepped a bit.

I tried to use the Teta is my sister defense against him, but he countered with not wanting to betray Umeko-chan or Nakada-san.  I felt a bit bad, realizing I did take advantage of his trust a little, but he lets up and we get dressed and go downstairs.

Daddy and mom are eating breakfast, and I join with Kouta-kun.  Teta and Teruo join a bit after us. Daddy tells Kouta-kun that they are off to a late start, and that it’s not a big deal, since daddy knows all the best fishing spots within twenty kilometers from home. They decide to leave us women behind, and make it a man’s trip.  I don’t mind, because I’ve been fishing with daddy countless times.  It’s good if Kouta-kun and him bond a little.

That leaves me with mom and Teta.

“So, Ruru-nee, are ya’ going ta’ see her this time?” Teta asks me

“Who?” I ask back.

“Ana-san.”

“Who?”

“The girl next door!” She exclaims.

“That’s her name, Hibata Ana-san.”

“I never knew her name.”

“Really? She’s such a pretty girl.  On occasion I’ve seen her, an’ she’s asked about ya’ a few times.”

Really?  She asked about me?

“I told her ya’ went ta’ Tokyo, an’ she seemed surprised ta’ find out!  I always thought ya’ had somethin’ goin’ on with her.”

I shake my head.  Nothing that ever involved meeting her physically.  Our relationship was always out of the window.  Perhaps… I should change that.  I’ve grown a bit, and I do have permission from Kouta, should something fortuitous happen.

But first things are first.  Mom ropes me into some domestic engineering, and demands I learn how to cook a certain family recipe.  So the next couple of hours are spent peeling potatoes and carrots, and chopping other vegetables up, learning about dashi, and all the complicated parts I’m no good at.

I did manage to make something edible though.  Mom said it needed more work, but I should be able to at least cook a single thing for my to-be husband.  She said it would bring untold shame if I couldn’t do at least this much.

Then I was given a wonderful reeducation on housework.  I think mom just wanted an extra pair of hands.  Teta didn’t escape from the housework blues either.

Tired out, I ended up relaxing on the porch and playing a game of Go with Teta while I enjoyed a smoke.

“Dad’s usually home by six, when he goes out fishing still, right?” I ask her.

“Yup, ya’ can set a watch ta’ it.”

I nod.  It’s currently three in the afternoon.  Housework took all day long to do, but the house is pretty clean.  I guess she was a bit upset at the impromptu gathering yesterday.  Mom’s always been a cleaning freak.

“Alright.  I’ll go see her.”  I say, and I win the game on my next move, Teta still has to develop a better strategy.  But Mimi-nee and Suzu-nee are beasts, so she has to lose a lot to learn what she needs.

I go upstairs, change into something cute yet easily removable, and gather my courage.  I leave the house and go next door.  I knock twice, and then the door opens.  I would have asked if she was home, only she was the one who answered the door.

“Ruru, ya’ finally came over!”  She says with a big smile, and takes me by the hand inside of her home.  Just her touch alone is already giving me pleasure.  To be touched by her… after all this time…

“Come with me!” she says, and she takes me through the living room, and up the stairs, into the room which faced my own.  If she has a husband, it doesn’t look like it.  Her room is girly, and it’s something I would have had if I didn’t pursue reading and writing as my hobby and career.  

She puts her arms around me and whispers in my ear. “I always wondered how soft ya’ were.”

I’m soft sure, but the way her breath touched my ear, I was much more wet than soft.

“Why did’ja leave me?” she asks me.  I’m confused at the question.

“You closed your curtain… and never opened it again.” I tell her.

“Ya’ never brought a man home so we could continue.  I had been waitin’ forever, then I find out from yer sister that ya’ left an’ went ta’ Tokyo!”

“I didn’t get a man until I went to Tokyo.  All the ones that ever showed interest in me are all perverts who think of me like a child.” I tell her.

“Well ya’ are a li’l cutie.  Ya’ can’t deny that.  Even I wanna break a law or two with ya’.”

Okay, I won’t tell the officers anything, just go right ahead.

“I know we ain’t never met properly, but ya’ can go right ahead an’ call me Ana, okay?”

“Ana.”

“Right, just like that.”

“Ana…”

“Yes?”

I can’t hold back, I throw myself at her, and steal her lips.  She has no complaint about it and returns my enthusiasm.  My loins are a mess, and we fall on top of her bed, and make out for a good long while.  She tired me out!  I lay next to her and she’s running a hand through my long hair.

“Ya’ been holdin’ that one back fer a while now, haven’t ya’?”

“Since you closed the curtain last.” I admit.

“Ya’ like kissin’ girls?”

“I like doing more than just kissing girls.”

“Ya’ have a man, so ya’ go both ways?”

“...I do.”

“Good.  I’ve been wantin’ ta’ have ya’ just once… but… what about yer man?  He right with it an’ all?”

“Kouta-kun?  Yes.  He gave me permission to… be here.”

“I see.  Is he one of those types?” She asks.

“... he likes to watch.” I say.

“Then, ya’ wanna set up a special show for him?”

“You’d be okay with doing that?  I would love for him to see you… and me…” I tell her.

“Me an’ you?  Sure.  Ken won’t be home until later, so we got time ta’ do whatever until then.”

“Kouta-kun is out fishing with my daddy, and won’t be back until six.  Can we do it for him then?”

“Six… should be alright.  Might finish right before Ken comes home.” Ana says. “Shall we get a bit more comfy-like until then?” 

She reaches for a strange looking cigarette, and lights it up.  She takes a deep drag and passes it to me.  It has a strange smell, but it’s not unpleasant.

“Want a hit?” she asks, as she lets out a long exhale.

I reach for it, and inhale.  It feels like my chest is burning a bit, but afterwards, my head feels real good.

“I roll a good one, and that’s some of the best shit ya’ can get around these parts.”

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I preferred the kind of cigarette with filters, but she passes it back to me, and I find myself taking another inhale of it.  She encourages me to hold it in for a bit, and I try.  I end up coughing a bit, but I’m starting to feel real comfy as she wanted us to be.

About ten minutes later, my shirt is off, and she’s feeling my breasts and kissing my neck.  I’m in heaven finally.  Every single touch of hers is making me ready, and I can’t wait for Kouta-kun to enjoy the show.

Her hand is in my panties, and I’ve already come a few times.  I can’t get enough of her.  The way she looks at me, it’s like Kouta-kun.  My insides are all warm and fuzzy and I just want to be taken.  I finally get her out of her clothes, and we do a little sampling of each other, for a whole hour.

All that’s left now, is for Kouta-kun to see us… then… I’ll have no regrets.

I look at my phone, and I’m having a bit of an issue focusing, so I ask her what time it is, and she says it’s six.  Great!  Daddy should be home, and Kouta-kun should be wondering where I am.  Time to let him know to go to the window, and enjoy the show.

There, text sent!

The next twenty minutes are spent in intense pleasure.  I see a body over there, but I can’t make it out.  It has to be Kouta, so I put on my best performance for him.  I’m kissing her, she’s kissing me, my ass is up in the air, and she’s eating me from behind… ah… I lost track of how many times…

Eventually, we end up in a sixty-nine, and she has a pillow under her head, to make it easier for her.  It means my knees have to hold my weight, and it makes my butt go up a bit higher, but she has a long tongue. We’re both getting worn out.  

All of a sudden, she grabs hold of my back, around the stomach tightly, and I feel myself come as she deals a sudden attack to my pussy, as I feel something enter my vagina.  

God it feels so good, did Kouta-kun sneak over to play as well?  There might be a problem if he gets caught by her husband, though.

I feel it deep inside of me…   Mmm go deeper, Kouta-kun… but… Kouta-kun… did your size… change?

I look behind for just a moment, and my vision comes into focus just a bit.  There’s something inside of me, but what’s attached to it isn’t Kouta-kun.

“What’s going on!?” I say and try and squirm out of her hold.

“Calm down Ruru.  It’s just a bit of fun we’re doin’.  Givin’ yer man a show, like ya’ wanted.  Ya’ said he was in ta’ that. “ Ana says calmly.

“What that!?  I meant peeping… he likes to watch me with women, not men… oh god.. is he still watching?”

“Nope.” I hear a man’s voice, not Kouta-kun’s answer.  “Curtain’s closed.”

“No… nonono oh god…”

“Well ain’t nothin’ ya can do now is there?” Ana says to me.

Kouta-kun... saw me with another man… and he’s inside of me… still pumping away…

I start to shake and cry…  and my sobs are enough to show her how serious I was being.  She lets go, and I can’t even move.  I just cry.

I feel the man exit me… Ana is patting my butt, because I haven’t moved off of her… I’m just crying.

“There there… weren’t nothin’ real bad.  Just a little friendly fun.”

When I finally find the strength to move around… my heart … just can’t take it.

“Ken, leave us a minute will ya’?” Ana says to her husband.

I end up being consoled by Ana alone, though it’s all my fault I let it get to that point.  I… Why did I think it was Kouta-kun?  What did I do!?  I let my desire for Ana… affect my judgment? I didn’t even hear her husband enter the room.

“Why…!?”  I break down…

“Here, just have another hit, and calm down….”

“Sure.. I need a cigarette right now… my life with Kouta-kun just ended.”

“Cigarette?  This is taima, ya’ know?”

“Marijuana!?”

“Yup, feels real nice and relaxin’.  Get’s ya’ in the mood right as rain.”

I… pass it back.  I’m not a drug user.  I only do cigarettes and beer, and I was even thinking about quitting both while I was pregnant eventually… 

…

“I…  I need to go.”

I quickly gather my clothes, and trip over something on the floor.  It’s some kind of belt, with a long black thing attached to it?  I don’t remember seeing it before on the floor, but her floor has scatters clothes all about it.  

“Bathroom?” I ask her.

“Next room over.” she says, and continues to enjoy her drug.

I enter the room, and quickly check if anyone is there.  I am met only with a toilet that is glowing and changing colors repeatedly.  I look into the mirror, and my eyes are a bit red. I can feel my hole still having been used.  Kouta-kun… please be there… please… still be there...  Let me explain!

When I get dressed, I hurry downstairs and over to my house.

On the porch waiting for me is Teta.  But she’s only shaking her head.

“Ruru-nee… can’t believe ya’d do that ta’ yer own feller.”

“Do… what?”  I ask… did she know!?

“Let him watch another feller take ya’!  Even Mimi-nee and Suzu-nee keep it ta’ their husbands only.  Gosh, ya’ made it look so easy too.  I helped ya’ though.  I closed the curtain real fast.  Though, he seemed mighty mad, and just up an’ left without saying a word.”

My phone dings, and there is a video attachment.  It’s my worst nightmare, it’s the moment the husband…. penetrated me.

I collapsed in front of Teta…

“It’s… over…” and I bawl my eyes out.

“Ruru-nee?”

“Kouta-kun will never forgive me…”

I’m helped inside by Teta, and end up on the couch in front of the television.  Mom is just about done cooking, and Teta lets me know.  I drag myself up to my room and lock the door.  On the ground is only a single piece of luggage.  My own.  The curtain is closed in more ways than one.

I lay on my bed, and cry.

I cry and cry and cry.  I can only wonder of the face Kouta-kun made when he saw it.  He was supposed to see me and her… just me and her… but that… he saw her husband enter me…  his reaction from Sato-san alone was terrifying… but a man?  He’s going to kill me!

I don’t know what time it is, but I hear someone fiddling with the door handle.  The room illuminates a bit, then darkens again.  The person at my side… is mom?

“Ya’ went an’ did something dumb again, didn’t ya’?” She says condescendingly to me.

“Well, it ain’t yer first time, an’ won’t be yer last.  I heard some of it from Teta, but why don’t ya’ tell me about it.?”

Mom is the last person I would talk to, but in this case alone, that would actually be Daddy.

So I told her what had transpired.  She doesn’t say anything at first.

“Yer a Yorugata all right, can’t go denyin’ it any longer.” Mom says finally.

“Like you are one to talk!  You are the only normal person here!  Even Daddy and Mari have their problems.” I throw back at her.

“I think it’s time we really had a talk.  It ain’t yer daddy what made you like that.  It’s me.” She says to me.

“You?”

“Yes… I’m a might worse than all of ya’ combined.  An’ ain’t no one but me ta’ know it.  Get dressed an’ come with me.  It’s time ya’ learned somethin’ ta’ make ya’ my daughter again.”

I get dressed, and go with mom.  We leave the house by ourselves, and end up in a normal district where there are some hotels.  Mom drags me into a certain building, and we see two people who look like bouncers.  They nod at her, and we go into a room.  There’s nothing but a white room with holes in the walls, and a table with a bunch of contraceptives.

She points to a chair, and I sit down.

In a few moments, a penis sticks out of a hole, and mom immediately goes to sucking it.  I’m in shock!  But she’s just… then she pulls down her panties, grabs a prophylactic and rolls it on, then puts the whole thing inside of her.  She’s fully clothed, but just… fucking some random dick!?

Watching her do it, is like staring at a work of art.  When it’s done, another soon appears, and she repeats it.  By the end, she’s had sex with six randoms!

Then she goes to the door we entered from and hits a red button.  There are no more that appear.  

“Darlin’ pass me one, will ya.”

Mom points to my pocket where I keep my smokes.  I hand her one, and she lights up.  In my entire life I’ve never seen my mother do that.

“An’ that’s why everyone of mine has a problem.  It starts with me.  I gave yer dad Mari, so I wouldn’t feel so guilty about this.”

“Does daddy know?” I dare to ask.

“He does.”

“Mom… but why?”

“Don’t know.  One day I was in highschool with a friend… an’ she took me to a place like this.  I was as stunned as yerself.  I learned she did it for money.  I wasn’t the best off financially either back then, so I got ta’ tryin’ it just once at her insistence. There was a really pretty dress I wanted, an’ couldn’t afford it for the life of me.  The next thing I knew, I was visitin’ this kinda place once a month, half for money… the other half… for the thrill.   Honey I had ‘em all.  Big ones, little ones, curved ones… even a big foreigner.  I thought of  myself as a woman beyond reprieve.  Yer dad found out, and we had it out.  I thought he was goin’ ta beat me silly.  But… we had a talk, an’ I explained it ta’ him.  He ended up marryin’ me anyway, knowin’ the kind of gal I was.  All of you kids are his, he’s the only one I let do that inside, so don’t go thinkin’ anything strange now.  I might be like this, but I have principles, and lines I won’t cross…”

Mom finds an ashtray on the table with the prophylactics and puts it out.

“Now ya’ got yerself a choice ta’ make.  Ya’ done him wrong.  So ya’ can choose ta’ continue how ya’ are, or ya’ can change.  I’m not strong enough ta’ change for Bunta.  But, it might be that yerself is strong enough ta’ change for him.  It starts by admittin’ that ya’ were wrong, and prayin’ and beggin’ for him ta’ take ya’ back.  Ya’ got one ace up yer sleeve, an’ that’s the baby.  He might find a way ta’ forgive ya’, but ya’ better run to him first thing in the mornin’ otherwise he’ll always believe yer guilty, and never forgive ya’.”

The door opens again, and another woman comes in.  She hits the green light, and a little while later she too does what my mother did.  Mom also joins in when another one pops in.  We’re in there for about an hour and a half.  I watch as two grown women engage in another kind of love.  Not the passionate kind, but the kind that overpowers their good sense, and makes them truly detestable to society, should what they do be known.

Daddy knew this about mom, and he still married her.  She knew this about herself, and let daddy have one good thing as a penance… Mari. I was Kouta-kun’s good thing… but no longer, it seems.

I can’t help but let more tears fall.

The sterile whiteness of the room judges me worse than he ever could.  Trapped in a place like this… maybe the walls have pussies to my liking, instead of penises… but it’s all the same.  I was only too happy to take advantage of his trust… I didn’t keep a situational awareness of what was going on, and I’m now stuck with my mother in some kind of glory hole hell.  That perfect mother I could never understand or feel accepted by, was a deviant like myself, worse, in fact!  Where I favored the feel of a woman, she prefers that of a man.

It’s sobering.

After a few more, mom cleans herself up from some other products behind the prophylactics, and stands in front of me.

“Now ya’ seen I’m every bit as bad a woman as my own.  Mimi, Suzu, Teta, even you.  Shall we go home?” she says.  I nod, and follow right behind her. We head to a desk where mom receives something, and then leave the establishment, and the other woman behind, who was just like mom.

When we get home, mom serves me some of what was made earlier.  We sit down, and eat together.  I.. don’t know what to say.  “Only me and yer daddy know, I’d like ya’ ta’ keep it that way.” she says to me.

I nod.  I can only nod.

Mom pulls out what she got earlier.  It’s a manila envelope with money in it.

“This’ll pay for yer ticket.  Let a mother pay for her daughter’s mistake just once, alright?”

In the envelope was about 15,000Yen.

That was what she was paid for her dysfunction.  What she chose to pay the price for tonight, to show her daughter that there was still a chance to right a terrible wrong.

“Go an’ chase him down.  Do whatever ya’ need ta’ do, an’ if it just doesn’t work… then come home. Yer always my daughter, even if ya’ like Mari more. I never loved ya’ less, I just hoped ya’ weren’t gonna end up like me.  Nothin’ hurts more than ta’ know ya’ failed all yer children.”

“Mom…”  I give my mother a hug.

“I’m lookin’ forward to my grandchild, but did ya’ have ta’ settle on Murai?”

“...  if it’s a girl, Kouta-kun wanted to name her Hanako.”

“Little Hana… now that’s a name I can enjoy callin’ out.”

“Mom.. I’m sorry that I never understood you.”

“Don’t’cha go worryin’ about the past.  Ya’ can’t change it, no way, no how.  Just focus on the future.  Eat yer food, then go upstairs, get some sleep, an’ I’ll see ya’ in the mornin’.”

I watch mom get up, go to the hall closet, and pull out a blanket.  She lays down on the couch by herself.

I finish eating then go to where she is.

“Not going into the bedroom?”

“After that? No.  I won’t do that ta’ Bunta.  That’s too cruel, even for me.”

I kiss mom on the forehead and go upstairs.  Kouta-kun… there’s no point in messaging him.  He’ll ignore it anyway.  I put everything into my bag, and open the curtain one last time.  It’s closed.  As it needs to be, like this chapter of my life.

Kouta-kun… please find some way to forgive me… if not now, then in the future.

…

Morning comes, and I am fed breakfast, given a bento, and sent off to the station by daddy.

“He’s a good kid.  Broke the law when I said I needed ta’ know if he could, for yer sake.  Yer not yer ma.  Yer an angel.  My little angel, ya’ just got yer wings a little dirty.  Dust ‘em off, and try again. If it’s too hard, call home, and I’ll take care of the ticket.”

I hug my daddy until the train arrives.  I catch the bullet at Shin-Osaka, the second one of the day, and I make it to Tokyo.  Another few stops and I end up near Shibuya, where Kouta lives.  I was given a key by Reiko-san, and so I enter the house.  When I do, I see Kouta-kun standing there.  His whole body is flush red, and I can see his fists clenched.

Please, Kamisama… help me.

(Special Secret:  The person in the window that wasn’t Kouta, was in fact Teta.  She too has met Ana-san in that way.)

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