Chapter 10: -10- Manipulative Bitches; or When My Bully Introduced Herself to My Mom.

“Mom? What are you doing here?”

“Since you never answer your phone when I call, and you don’t reply to my text messages, I came to check up on you. I know how absorbed you get in your games, and in case you didn’t realize it, a lot of strange things occurred over the weekend.”

“You mean that business with the portals in the sky? I’ve been watching the news, the JSDF mobilized and are taking care of it. There was no need for you to come.” I quickly spat out.

“Subaru, I’m still your mother. I’ve invested a lot of time and money into you, so I feel it’s important if the world is going to come to an end, that I have assurances my only son is prepared to take care of me in a post-apocalyptic society.”

“Dad and you still pay the rent for this apartment because I can’t get a full time job yet! How am I supposed to do something impossible like that?”

“Subaru, with that mindset, how on Earth have you managed to keep such a beautiful girl like this by your side?”

She has an almost supernatural ability to not actually give a flying fuck about me, and instead make everything about her. It’s been like that with her my entire life, even before my first traumatic encounter with Yamasaki Shoko. Dad was of minimal help growing up, and in fact, the only other true fatherly act I ever felt he did for me, was convincing my mother to let me spend the last two years of my high school life alone in this apartment.

My mother is a Professional Japanese Housewife, and that’s not a fucking joke. She is the textbook example of a domestic tyrant, constantly nagging and berating her family to always do better so she can live the so-called good life. My father is some kind of data engineer. He’s had contractual work with all kinds of companies and even the JSDF. He’s not filthy rich, but he makes enough even with mom’s spending to live in a nice place on the 12th floor of Akasaka Tower out in Roppongi Hills, and still afford to pay for my small 1LDk apartment.

“Hello dear, I’m Tendo Nabiki, Subaru’s mother.” My mother introduced herself with a snake-like smile.

“It’s nice to meet you, mother. I’m Yamasaki Shoko. I’ve known Subaru for a long while, and have only recently begun living here with him after he passionately expressed his feelings to me.”

What the fuck are you saying, Yamasaki-san? Who’s living here? Feelings? You’re only visiting as a guest until school starts back up on Wednesday! Don’t go misleading my mother!

“Is that so? Subaru did?”

“He did. He’s always been looking out for me, since we both were in primary school. But it took him a long time to finally tell me that he didn’t want to leave me be (overnight in the park) any longer, and that he just couldn’t calm down if I wasn’t here (spending that night safely, and warmly, in his apartment) with him. As you can imagine, even for as long as we’ve known each other, I never expected that he’d have the courage to say the things he truly felt in his heart to me so suddenly. I mean, since he went that far while thinking about me being in his future, then it was only proper that I answered his feelings as well. But don’t worry, mother, Subaru and I aren’t engaging in any risky business without being very careful. I know how hard he’s working to get into college along with his part-time job.”

Yamasaki-san. You’re… the devil. You really truly are! Why are you acting like a prospective daughter-in-law to my mother of all people? You’re insane!

“Well, let me excuse myself so you can catch up with your son who you came to see. Subaru, how about you give me the groceries and I’ll put them away for now.”

She’s… infuriatingly good at this! I don’t know what possessed me to, but I handed the grocery bags over to Yamasaki-san and while whistling some catchy musical tune, she diligently put away the things we bought. Meanwhile, my mother had put the parental clamp on my arm. Yeah, that clamp, the iron grip that lets a child know that shit is about to get serious, and dragged me over to the sofa.

“Subaru.”

“Yes, mom?”

“You… are using protection?”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Subaru, you’re an adult now, I get it. I know what those urges were like at your age. But you have to be more careful. Pulling out isn’t safe enough. If you’re scared to do it, I’ll take her out and talk to her about what kind of rubbers are suitable for you.”

No fucking way. Mom is telling me she’s going to go buy rubbers, with Yamasaki-san, by themselves, for the express purpose of us… doing that? Somehow this talk with my mother was making me feel more violated than what Yamasaki-san had done to me an hour ago in the portal-dungeon. There was no point in denying anything at this point. If mom was saying that much, then the damage was already done.

Fuck.

While mom jabbered on about god only knows what, Yamasaki-san came out with two plates, each having the last slices of my chocolate fudge birthday cake, along with forks, and offered one plate to my mother, and from the one she was holding, sectioning off a small bite, she made the gesture of saying “Ahn~” while trying to feed me it.

There were two choices here:

One. I don’t take the bite, and all hell breaks loose.

Two. I take the bite, and bite the bullet, letting Yamasaki-san do as she pleases until my mother leaves.

My mouth opened, and was soon filled with the delicious flavor of Giuseppie’s chocolate cake. Yamasaki-san, her duties as my lover performed calculatedly in front of my mother, then proceeded to enjoy the next few bites of her slice as a reward for being the incarnation of the next Maou. Furthermore, Yamasaki-san had taken a seat on my lap, as the sofa only sat two people comfortably. She was not lightweight at all, and for the briefest of moments I actually considered that I wasn’t really alive anymore.

I had died, alongside Niku, Juli, and Yamasaki-san in the dungeon somehow, and this was what Enma-sama had prepared for me as my eternal judgment in the afterlife. A perpetually uncomfortable hell with my mother and Yamasaki-san driving me slowly to madness.

The eerie part of it all though, was how amicable the atmosphere was between my mother and Yamasaki-san. Maybe because their very natures were so similarly twisted they had a latent affinity, like how wild dogs can form a back. If that was the case, then Yamasaki-san lowering her head here to my mother had a deeper meaning than I understood. But I felt like Juli-san right now, when she mentioned not understanding the heart of a 3D woman.

Juli-san, I don’t understand it either.

 

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My mother had stuck around for a few hours, talking with Yamasaki-san more than me, her precious only son who she had supposedly come to check up on for the sake of her future welfare. While the two of them talked, I was tasked with cooking, as according to some on-the-spot bullshit Yamasaki-san cooked up herself, it was my turn to do the cooking today. The worst part is how she’s technically not lying either. Depending on what you consider cooking, heating up both instant noodles and leftover pasta can be considered cooking. Granted, she certainly didn’t cook anything for my sake, but given the circumstance that I was knocked out cold by some portal laser beam from the sky, do I really want to waste time arguing semantics?

“Yama-... Sh-Shoko. No eggs, right?” I called out to her.

“You know me the best, Darling.” Her words dripped with envenomed honey.

The way she said darling so easily had sent a shiver up my spine and gave me goosebumps. Maybe I should convert to a religion that performs exorcisms? I’m not an Atheist, but not exactly religious either. I don’t even perform shrine visitations after the new year. Maybe this is divine retribution for not doing so?

“Mom, what about you?”

“Doesn’t matter to me. What are you going to make for us, dear?”

“Since it’s all three of us, how about Curry?”

I did have the vegetables and the curry roux already, and all I would need to do is use a little of the freshly purchased meat from the store. With Yamasaki-san having come along for the trip out to the supermarket, I had purchased not only more beef, but also chicken.

“Chicken or beef?” I called out.

The two of them discussed it for a moment before returning their answer as chicken. So, chicken curry it is. Though I don’t make it all that often, again, it’s something I did learn how to make easily through the KanaCafe cooking blog’s easy to follow videos. After a few minutes of peeling carrots, radishes, potatoes, and celery, along with caramelizing onions and garlic in the pot first, I added the curry roux brick, added water, turned the stove’s heat to medium and put the lid on it. Afterwards, I made a full batch of rice in the rice cooker, and all that was left to do was clean up a little and wait it out.

Watching the news ticker go by on the television from by the sink, it appears that there is a news conference scheduled to happen reporting on the state of Japan after the portals fell at four in the afternoon, which was about thirty minutes from now, right around when the curry would be ready.

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Since there was not much else to do, I took a moment to look at my Deck. One thing any card game player worth their shit does is constantly examine the cards they have to determine all that they can do, and discern the best way to utilize them in the future with other available cards.

One particular card had changed somewhat, and it was, of course, the most cursed card in my entire deck. No, not Turtle Breaking Wave. I mean Yamasaki Shoko’s Partner Card Form, 「Tendo Subaru’s Bitch」

「Partner Card - Yamasaki Shoko」「LV.2」

「Form - Tendo Subaru’s Bitch」

【Special】「Dirty Talk」

『Yamasaki Shoko’s unreserved nature allows her to say provocative things at Tendo Subaru with ease. May cause a random status effect.』

【Special】「Edging Kiss」

『Receiving a french kiss from Yamasaki Shoko will circulate the mana in Tendo Subaru’s blood, applying a rock-hard defensive buff on him that lasts for thirty minutes.』

【Special】「Sublime Handjob」

『Receiving such a handjob from the experienced Yamasaki Shoko can return Tendo Subaru from even the brink of death. Therefore, don’t go wasting your life force on your own so easily when you might need it the most, young man.』

【Special】「Sloppy Grinding」

『There are times when a woman has needs and her partner needs to be accommodating. Yamasaki Shoko may occasionally exhibit her sexual frustration towards Tendo Subaru. Failure to complete this action when necessary will greatly lower the trust Yamasaki Shoko has towards you. Conversely, completing this action successfully will surely lead to increased trust as well as leaving the both of you feeling quite lucky.』

There it was. Yamasaki-san molesting me in the dungeon alongside Niku and Juli-san has led to a couple of changes on this cursed card. The addition of a new skill which I am terrified to find out how it’s used, and an increase in her overall level. Actually her other card, the 「Gyaru Bully」 form also showed the increase of level to 2 as well.

I went around the kitchen quietly, observing and touching various things, wondering if they wouldn’t be converted to either items or equipment, but had no luck. I was inspired by Juli-san having let me hold the Nihontou Tachi - Korosumaru for a moment, but unlike her, I can’t easily tell what would synergize or be collected by my deck.

Maybe it has to do with that mana phenomenon? Niku did have a portal in his shop, so maybe that affected the katana? I mean, at home, the only things that I’ve been able to integrate into my deck are things I’ve cooked for Yamasaki-san. Well, aside from the cola and the cake from my job, though I don’t understand the reasoning for why it worked?

When the curry was ready, Yamasaki-san made her way to the kitchen and brought refreshments to the table along with both of the plates I made for her and my mother. I had brought my own out and just in time, as the news conference began on the television.

“...As for the mysterious light phenomenon which occurred on Saturday, there were next to no casualties caused by the phenomenon itself, though a few accidents were reported due to sudden fainting afterwards from a number of individuals, mostly male. As for the gateways which had fallen on Japanese soil, our JSDF, working in cooperation with the U.S. Military, have determined that they pose minimal threat at the moment. Though they can be entered freely by anyone, and unidentified hostile forces had been determined to exist within, multiple attempts to capture one of the native entities and communicate with it were met with resistance as all hot weaponry were found to be non-functional within the phenomenon. We do however believe at this time that there are different laws of physics at work within the phenomenon, and that should such entities try to exit the gateways into our country, our weaponry should be sufficient enough to protect the citizens of Japan…”

There were a few reporters asking basic questions, but nothing that I hadn’t already heard a better explanation from Niku and Juli-san about. But then a big one came up suddenly.

“What about reports regarding civilians suddenly seeing strange things which most netizens have been referring to as Systems?”

“That is currently being investigated by the military, and should anyone who claims to have a so-called System come forward, there will be military doctors as well as trained psychologists stationed at as many hospitals as possible in the coming days to assess the existence and value of those so-called Systems, in an effort to validate whether it is a result of mass psychosis or not. Furthermore, at this time the JSDF will restrict all access to the gateways until further notice. If by chance one is located and not yet quarantined by the JSDF, please contact your local police station as soon as possible.”

Mom was the first one to speak after the news conference ended.

“Oh, that reminds me. Before your father left for work today, he asked me to check in with you about something.”

“What about?” I asked.

“He asked if you happen to have any small white beads. He says you might not, but if you do, it’s critical that he gets his hands on them. Do you know what he’s talking about, dear? He says he’ll reimburse you for them, since they’re valuable.”

I looked at Yamasaki-san and she nodded.

“Uh… yeah. I think I know what dad wants. I’m pretty sure I have them in my room somewhere, I’ll go look for them real quick.”

I got up from the table and went to my bedroom. Once out of sight of my mother, I reached in my pockets and pulled out about half of the beads I had looted from those armored squirrel creatures, twenty in all, and finding a sock that didn’t have a matching half in my dresser drawer, I put all of them inside, and tied the sock in a knot. I returned to the living room and delivered it to my mother.

“I’m pretty sure these are most of them.” I lied, “I had lost the pouch they originally came in, so I tied them up neatly in a sock I don’t need anymore. Tell dad I’m sorry about the missing pouch, and if I come across any of the missing ones, I’ll return them whenever I can.”

“Alright, this should make your father happy enough. What are they, anyway?”

“Marbles, I think. At least, that’s how I see them.”

“Marbles? Well you and your father like all sorts of different games, I suppose it’s not strange that he gave them to you. I thought you liked card games though?”

“I do, at least more than marbles. Card games make you think more.”

“Mmm…”

The answer seemed to satisfy my mother, and I didn’t have any better explanation for what those things were anyway. I am curious as to how dad knows about those things being loot drops, and why he might think I had any. Does dad know about what’s going on with the portals? Dad does have many connections, I mean, buying a place in Roppongi ain’t cheap.

I sat down and finished the last of my curry, receiving a text letting me know I had acquired my newest item card.

Mom slapped her legs and stood up after she finished eating as well.

“Well then, seeing as you’re doing just fine, and being taken care of by your charming girlfriend, I should get back home in time to make dinner for your father when he arrives home.”

My mother gave me a hug, and then gave Yamasaki-san a hug as well. Seeing her off at the door, since mom owns a benz and drove here, she left me with some unnecessary, unneeded, and unwanted motherly advice in regards to Yamasaki-san.

“Subaru, you keep being good to Shoko-chan, you hear? You’re very lucky to have such a sweet and intelligent girl willing to accept your confession of love. So don’t you dare go taking advantage of her.”

“Of course I won’t.”

Mom gently touched my cheek for a moment, then saw herself out.

When I closed the door, Yamasaki-san was behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist.

“Hey Subaru. My pussy is sticky with all the cum you shot all over it in the dungeon thingy, let’s take a shower together.”

Was it too late to make it to the car and escape with mom?

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