Chapter 11: -11- Back to School

“Yo, Shota, how’s it been man?  Spend all day writing and playing games?  Did you jerk off every night to dirty pictures of Watanabe-san?”

The idiot talking crudely to me is Sado Raita.  He’s pretty much my best friend in school.  When Mayuri-san would disappear, he would come over to play some games at my invitation, but I never once talked to him about her.  He still thinks I’m pining over my ex-girlfriend, Watanabe Chigusa.

“Not on your life.  I met someone actually.” I said proudly.

“No shit!  Does she go to school here?” He asked, only too curious about the life of a borderline recluse who up until this moment thought I was still single since my ex dumped me.

“Nah.  She’s an older woman.”

“Whoa, You bagged a college girl?  You lucky bastard!”

I’ll let him think what he wants.  Raita’s a loudmouth, so telling him I married a much older woman like Mayuri-san will only cause unnecessary drama here.  It also wouldn’t take more than half a school day before everyone in class would learn about it.

“Anyway, have you heard?” He prompted me.

“Heard what?” I asked.

“Watanabe-san is looking for you.”

“Eh?  Why?”  That bit of information got me curious.

“Hell if I know, man.  Bet she’s gonna be floored to find out you moved on!  Ha!  Serves that bitch right!”

Raita probably knew more about our breakup than even I did.  If there was a rumor in school, he was always one of the first ones to know about it.

The circumstances surrounding my ex-girlfriend and I were basically that she was the one who told me to date her last year.  It was done in a condescending way, but when a beautiful girl like Chigusa asks you out and you don’t have anything better to do, why decline?   

Then, after having dated for a while, she said to me that I was a boring person and dumped me.  That was right around one month before summer break arrived.  I hadn’t so much as received a single text from her since then, forget about even seeing her.

I was a bit depressed at first, being alone again. However, Mayuri-san was like an upgraded version of Chigusa anyway, so I didn’t really feel like I lost anything of value after she came into my life.  I mean, I had lost one important thing, but that didn’t really matter much either.

Classes were boring as usual, but I only really came to school for the fun of hanging out.  I had joined the literary club back in my first year, and even though most of the senior class had withdrawn this year, since I wasn’t planning on attending college, I stuck around to hang out with my Kouhai.

One Kouhai in particular, Shibata Kurone was actually a huge fan of my story.

“Senpai!  I loved the latest chapters!”

“Glad to hear it, Kuro-chan.”

She was a cute girl with short brown hair, and rectangular glasses framing her face.  She liked all kinds of web novels, but the ones she loved the most were the ones that got explicit.  She’d often go about saying that a novel without romance was utter garbage.  She also loved to talk endlessly about smut.  But for Kurone-san, that was kind of normal…

However, my novel didn’t have very much romance at the moment.  For some reason, I guess mine was the exception. That is until recently, when I introduced a new heroine, right around the time Mayuri-san showed up in my life.

“So, tell me more about what you have planned!” she begged.

I sat down with her and discussed the storyline ideas I had planned out so far.  She also gave me valuable advice from time to time, and I had to make sure not to jump the gun on their relationship in the story.

…If only she knew how badly I jumped the gun in real life.

The door to the clubroom opened suddenly with a breeze, and a familiar face came into view.  A slender but pretty blonde girl with a bad attitude and dressed far too flashy for her own good walked over to me and slammed her hand down on the table in front of me.

“Shota, we need to talk.”

I looked right at her, uninterested in doing exactly that.

“About what?  We aren’t dating anymore, so what do we have to talk about?” 

She scanned the room, eyeing all my club’s Kouhai.

“Oi, all of you, get the fuck out for a minute.”

Every single person in the room, myself included until today, were passive in nature. They quickly left me alone with her.

“Shota… we’re dating again.” She said without hesitation.

“Excuse me?”

“I said we’re dating again.  You don’t get to decline.”

“I’m going to have to.  I’m seeing someone else.” I replied.

“The fuck you are!  Ah, Mouuuu~”  she grabbed her hair in frustration, “Look, I gave you my virginity and took yours, so the way I see it, you owe me for that at least.”

“…”  Isn’t that just equivalent exchange?

“Anyway, I’ll be coming by your house later on, so order some pizza for me or something.  You know what I like.  Later.”

Then just as quickly as she stormed in, she was gone.  

What… the fuck just happened?

A few moments later, the members of the Literary club came back in.  They knew about Chigusa from before, so they didn’t give me any grief… rather, it was more pitiful stares than anything.  The only person who was actively inquiring about what happened though, was Kurone-san.

“Senpai, what just happened?  Wasn’t that your ex?” Kurone-san asked me.

“It was.  She just barged in and demanded that I go out with her again.”

“The heck?  Can she even do that?”

I laughed.  She could try…

“The joke’s on her anyway… I’m already with someone else.”

This revelation of mine seemed to visibly shock Kurone-san.  Her mouth dropped open all of a sudden.

“Oh… Senpai found a new girlfriend over the summer break?” The way she asked that sounded sad.

I held up my hand, showing my wedding band off to Kurone-san. While I had purchased a beautiful wedding ring for Mayuri-san, I also got us matching twenty-four karat gold wedding bands as well.  Thankfully those were significantly cheaper. 

“Actually, I got married.”

“EH!?” She blurted aloud.

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I nodded.  “About a week or so ago.”

“M-m-married?” she whispered.

“Yeah.  Want to see a picture of my wife?”

Kurone-san was the only person I’d trust with details of my private life.  I pulled out my phone and showed off a picture of my new wife, Mayuri-san and myself.  It was a photograph taken by the staff at the inn we stayed at on our honeymoon, while we were wearing their blue yukatas.  After staring at the picture for a moment, she said something I had done my best to feign some ignorance to, though it was impossible in the end.

“Senpai…  Is it just me, or does she kind of look like your ex?”

Yeah.  They look eerily alike in many places, especially the face.

“I know, right?  I was surprised too!  But she’s a wonderful person, unlike Chigusa.  I met her one day passed out drunk at an arcade when summer break started, and I it wouldn’t have been safe for her to stay there in that state, so I took responsibility and brought her to my house.  After that, well, she sort of kept coming and going over during summer break.  Then she ended up living with me, and after we made love one night… I asked her to marry me.  She’s such an amazing wife.  She makes me three delicious meals a day, and even prepared me a bento for school today.”

Kurone-san scrutinized the photo for a little while longer.

“…she doesn’t exactly look like she’s in college.”

I shook my head.

“She’s a bit… older than college age.”

“Oh?  You’re into that age-gap thing?”

“Not particularly, it’s just that she’s so wonderful to be around, I figured… I’d be an idiot not to try and keep something heaven sent me, you know?”

“Uwaaah, that’s the real romance!  You’re amazing, Senpai!”

I laughed awkwardly.  So just talk about something sappy, and you’re suddenly a romantic?  Where’s the bar set at, exactly?

“But that’s also depressing.” Kurone-san said looking sad.

“Why do you say that?”

“Now that you were broken up with Watanabe-san, I was going to confess to you.”

She crossed her arms and made a pouty face just then.

“Ah, sorry, Kuro-chan?”

“Want to be a harem protagonist?  I don’t mind being the mistress!”

I held up my hand while adamantly refusing with a shake of my head.

“No thanks.  I promised to make her happy for the rest of her life, and to never cheat on her.”

She made a deflating noise from her lips.  But that led to her quick reprisal.

“Not that I wish for it, senpai, but if anything happens, I’ll be happy to be your rebound!”

“…Thanks for the offer?”

We both laughed.  I had no idea Kuro-chan was even remotely interested in me.  Even if it’s the case, I’m not about to do anything to betray Mayuri-san.  The allotted time for the afterschool activities of our club soon ended and I began my walk home.  When I got there, Mayuri-san was waiting for me when I entered with a kiss.

“Hehehe~  Normally a housewife would be waiting for her husband to get home from work, and here I am waiting for him to get home from school!”

We could both take humor in that irony.   I had to go to school instead of work, and came home to my housewife who I provided for despite being half as young.

“So, how was your day, Danna-sama~”

“Eh?”

“Do you not like being called that?”

“…it was nice, but I’d rather you call me Shota.”

“Hai~ Shota-kun!”

I was subsequently showered with many more kisses, before handing over my empty bento box to my wife to take care of.

“It was delicious, Mayuri-san.”

She was all smiles.  I don’t quite yet know if it’s her nature, or if it’s something else, but she’s always happiest when I tell her the food she makes me is delicious, and prove it with actions by eating it all.

“I’m glad!  I haven’t made one in years.  The last time was when my daughter was in middle school.  I hoped it would be to your liking.”

“It was.  I could really taste the love.”

“Ufufufu~” her hand pulled my uniform necktie, “Would you like to taste a little more love?”

I was beginning to wonder if Mayuri-san was insatiable.  She said it was perfectly normal for a woman her age to have an increased sex drive, and well, I’ m a teenage boy.  The compatibility between us sexually so far has been without question.  I wanted to hold off starting immediately, if only for the fact that once we got going, we would probably go for a while.  I’m still slowly learning all about the right ways to please her, and well, the lewd face that she will only show to me now, makes me want to bully her back just a little.

Want, being the key word.  She is without a doubt the one still far superior to myself in the bedroom.  But I’m a young man with plenty of time to come into my own!  Until then, I’ll let her spoil me nice and good.  Just like now, since I can smell something tasty coming from the kitchen.

Sitting down to an early dinner, I once again enjoyed the company of my wife.  We had slowly unpacked her things over the last couple days, and though she had quite a few outfits of her own, I wondered if she needed or wanted more.  I gave her full permission to appropriate what remained of my mother’s old wardrobe.

We made plans to go shopping on the coming weekend, and she kept telling me I didn’t have to do so much for her, but what husband doesn’t want his wife to have nice things if he can let her?  I wasn’t trying to buy her affection, I just wanted her to be happy, and even though she doesn’t talk about her previous relationship much at all with me, maybe out of respect, there’s a part of me that wants to be better than what she had before.

There was a knock at the door and I grumbled.

“Are you expecting someone, Shota-kun?”

“…It’s just someone troublesome.”

“Shall I send them away?”

I stood up, but Mayuri-san already beat me to it, as she had immediately made right for the door.  I felt a strange cold lump well up in my stomach, and instinctively knew that what was on the other side wasn’t going to end peacefully.  Yet, by the time I stood up from my chair, she had already opened it to greet the person on the other side.

The words came, but not from Mayuri-san’s lips.

“What are you doing here?”

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