Chapter 67: -04- Nene’s Garden

~~** Okazaki Nene’s Point of View **~~

“Oh good, you’re home!”  

 

While we de-stressed on the living room couch, Nene-san came downstairs, having been waiting for us to return.

 

“Shota… are you free right now?”

 

“For the most part, we just got back from Chigusa’s check-up.”

 

“I talked about this with Mayuri already, but… would it be possible to go to the home center store and buy some flowers today?”

 

“Flowers?”

 

“I won’t ask you to spend much, it’s just so I’m not in your wife’s way all the time when I’m here… I wanted to make a garden by the fence that you can see from the kitchen patio.”

 

“Nostalgia from the flower shop?”

 

“I guess.  I really liked working there… It was just as well I quit when I did.  I heard they closed during the pandemic.”

 

Shota nodded.

 

“We can do that.  But it’s pretty much winter now… will they survive?”

 

“The ones I’m going to buy are hardy.  Even if it snows once or twice it won’t make too much of a difference, and the ones I want to plant will thrive right as spring comes.”

 

“You know flowers better than I do.  We can go whenever you want, Nene-san.”

 

“Thanks, Shota.  Can I invite your wife on a date to go shopping with us?”

 

“Up to her.” Shota said casually.

 

“Then, my lovely Mayuri, will you accompany me into the world of Yuri*?” (*Girls’ love)

 

Shota made a ponderous face. “Yuri*?” (*Lilies)

 

“Oh my, Shota are you okay with Yuri*?” (*Girls’ love)

 

“I don’t see why not?  I’m sure with Nene-san’s eyes, she’ll be able to pick the best Yuri* for our home.” (*Lilies)

 

“Ufufufu~”

 

“Heh heh heh heh.”

 

Shota, with a confused look on his face, loaned me his sexy full-bodied wife as my date for when we visited the home center.  Shota sprung for a ride there instead of us taking the bus since they already went out and he didn’t want to tire his wife out more than he thought she might be.

 

I asked Shota for a spending limit, but he waved his hand.

 

“Just get what you want.  I know how much you love flowers.”

 

Shota got a cart for us, and I linked arms with Mayuri as we wandered the huge depot.  We wandered the aisles looking at all sorts of interesting things, like vases, or tableware with beautiful patterns.  Mayuri happens to like butterflies quite a bit.  I’m starting to think she’s the more womanly one between us.  I can definitely see why he thinks she’s so lovely… it’s because she is!

 

In my previous relationship, I was the woman, no question about it.  But being around Mayuri gives me some confidence in myself too.  We slowly filled the cart with little things we liked, and when I did mention that it was looking expensive, Mayuri just smiled and held a decorative fan she found, covering her mouth slightly while fanning herself bragging that she has a rich and handsome young husband who takes good care of her.

 

Very good care of her.

 

“Ufufufu~”

 

Shota was just trailing behind us, mostly uninterested in things until we happened to pass by the section for children.  Then he stopped dead in his tracks.

 

“Shota-kun?  Is there something that is interesting to you?”

 

Mayuri was quicker than I was to see him lost in observation.

 

“I… was just thinking about stuff we’ll need eventually.”

 

“That’s true, we’ll need many things… but that won’t be for a while, dear.  She’s still got many months to go.  We don’t even have to be bothered until February of next year.”

 

“…is that so?”

 

“I promise, there’s plenty of time until then.  But if you are curious I can show you a few things.”

 

Shota nodded.  It seemed he was his diligent self still.  Knowing he has a child on the way now, he’s surely thinking about how to best provide for it and protect it.  Just like he did his best for Kumi and I.

 

“Please do.”

 

Mayuri and I took the time to explain many things that are useful when taking care of babies.  Bottles, bottle warmers, breast pumps, changing blankets, swaddling cloths, baby monitors–which turned into a conversation quickly about where the baby would be.

 

“There’s plenty of room in our bedroom for a crib, Shota-kun.  When Chigusa was born, we lived in a one bedroom at the time…”

 

Shota nodded along.  I felt like a real freeloader knowing I was all but stealing what should be their baby’s nursery room.

 

“It… makes me wonder if mom and dad never thought about having another child after me.  Our house… is kind of small when you think about adding kids to it all.”

 

“How many would you like to have, Shota?”

 

“Kids?”

 

“Mmhmm.”

 

Shota stared up at the ceiling of the store for a moment before coming back with a number.

 

“As many as I can afford.  But that’s just my selfishness… I do want a son if possible though.”

 

“Do you want me or Chigusa to have it?”

 

“What a question to ask...”

 

“Ufufufu~  We can practice all you want when we get home, dear.  The real thing can come later.”

 

“Flirting with another man on our date, how could you, Mayuri!”  I said playfully, while feigning being hurt at those two love birds being a husband and wife.

 

“Oops, I got caught… tee-hee~” Mayuri said cutely then returned to my side.

 

We teased Shota a bit more while we continued shopping.  We passed by the section with beds and Shota brought up a question about how Kumi and I were faring sharing a bed.

 

“I’m not particularly bothered by it.  It would be more of an issue if you were there, though.”

 

“But, do you want a bigger bed, Nene-san?”

 

“It’s not necessary.  If Kumi’s boyfriend visits with your permission, I’ll sleep on the couch downstairs.” I said with little concern.

 

“…I don’t know how I’d feel about letting those two share a room alone in my house."

 

"Worried for Kumi’s sake?”

 

“No.  I’m worried for Raita.  She’s only sixteen, I’ll be arrested for murder if he touches her like that.”

 

I found myself laughing.

 

“How do you know they haven’t done it already?”

 

“…”

 

Oh, that seemed to strike a nerve with him, let me reassure him quickly.

 

“I’m sure they haven’t, Shota.  Kumi’s a good girl, besides, I’m surprised now that she’s staying here with you again that she hasn’t dumped her boyfriend already for her precious Shota-nii.”

 

Shota began to rub his temples.

 

“She’s her own woman, Nene-san.”  He said after finally coming to a decision, “I just hope she’s more responsible with her first time than Chigusa and I were.  I guess I’ll have a talk with Raita later on.”

 

I almost feel bad for that Raita boy now.  Shota was always protective of Kumi when they were kids.  It doesn’t surprise me that he would have something between an older brother and fatherly bond with her from the years they spent together.

 

We passed through, picking up a few incidentals like light bulbs, new towels, a few more incidentals we needed now that Kumi and I were guests, and eventually ended up in the garden center.

 

I dragged Mayuri along, showing her the kinds of flowers I wanted to buy.  Precious lilies, roses, jasmines, iris, daphnes, and asters.  These could be planted as is, and would survive winter well.  The rest that I wanted were available in seed packets.

 

“I may have gone a little overboard.  What should I put back?”

 

Shota stared at the number of plants I had on a small flatbed hand truck.

 

“No Carnations?”  he asked.

 

“Ah… those don’t do so well in the winter.”  I said, holding a seed packet up.  “I can plant them near the end though, and they’ll grow quickly when it warms.”

 

“You always liked those.”

 

“You remember?”

 

“Of course.  You always smelled like them when you came home from work, not to mention you kept one in the room and on the kitchen table for mom to enjoy.”

 

I couldn’t help but give Shota a hug.

 

“Nene-san…”

 

“Oh hush and let your auntie hug you.”

 

“Nene-san, I thought we were on a date… now you’re cheating on me with your ex-husband?  How could you!”

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“He’s too good for you!  Shota, let’s get back together!”

 

Both Mayuri and I, grown women in the latter half of our thirties no less, were clinging on to Shota as if we were both two girls fighting over some high school ikemen.  Well, it was only fun because Shota’s not easily flustered and Mayuri is so playful.

 

After Shota began to scold us for misbehaving in public, I was also allowed to get a few pots and the good potting soil before we called it a day.

 

The total was nothing to sneeze at when we were checked out, and Shota made arrangements to have everything delivered by evening.

 

With our shopping done, it was a short bus ride to the business district.  Along the way, Shota checked his phone once, then put it away.

 

“I’d like to make a quick stop.”  Shota said, leading us to a dagashiya.

 

“Granny?”  he called out into the back of the store.

 

Instead of the shop granny, a beautiful busty woman in her late teens or very early twenties and an adorable young girl appeared behind the counter.

 

“I’m sorry, my grandmother is asleep right now.  May I help you?  I’m Saya, her granddaughter.”

 

“Ah, sorry to trouble you.”  Shota apologized.  “Do you still carry whistle candies and marshmallow ice cream candies?”

 

“We’ve got tons!” A little girl with brown hair and eyes said as she came running around to the front from behind the counter.

 

“Satoko, be careful.”

 

“I will, mommy!”

 

The little girl easily zipped right through us.

 

“We’ve got the whistle candies right here!” She said, pointing to a section with about four different varieties.  “I recommend this one.  It’s the yummy fruit flavor!  This one is mint and not so good.  The others are only good if you like collecting the stickers.”

 

She was an excellent salesgirl, knowing her products well.

 

“Then how about you be in charge of picking the best ones for us?”  Shota asked her.

 

“Un.  I’m really good at that!” She spoke merrily, “Let’s see… you also wanted mallow candies… umm… we have a strawberry one.  Oh, and a cotton candy one!  This one is super tasty!”

 

“Hmm, how about you give me two of each of those?”

 

She brought everything over to the counter.

 

“Mayuri, Nene-san, anything you two would like?”

 

“Umaibo?” Mayuri-san asked.

 

“We’ve got tons of umaibo!”

 

The little girl wandered around until she located the proper section.

 

“Auntie Natsume likes the sausage one, Auntie Ruru likes the takoyaki one, and my favorite Auntie Umeko likes the apple pie one!” 

 

She had about eight different ones in her hand, the others being a pizza flavored one, a corn potage and pumpkin flavored one, and so on.

 

“Alright… all that’s left is something for me.” Shota added.

 

“Hmm.. I think I know what you will like!”

 

“Oh, do you? I’m looking forward to it!”

 

She wandered around and pulled out a long strip of flavored gummies shaped like bottles of cola.

 

"My daddy likes the hard candy ones, but I bet you like the softer ones better.  You seem like a gummy-guy!”

 

“Hmm… I do like cola, and gummies are fun to chew.”

 

“Don’t forget your Ramune, too!”

 

She walked over to a cooler and pulled out three bottles.

 

“Is this enough for everyone?” She asked dutifully.

 

Both Mayuri and I looked at each other.

 

“I think so.”  I said.

 

“That’s just right!”  Mayuri added.

 

We could see a little bit of embarrassment on the face of the young shop clerk, but with the precociousness of her daughter, who could fault her?

 

“Alright, then are you going to ring me up too, young miss shop clerk?”

 

“Un!  Let’s see…”

 

She began to count everything.

 

“Mommy, those are 300 yen, right?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Okay, That’s 3100 yen please!”

 

While Shota paid for everything, she did her best to bag it all up, and with a little assistance, gave him back the correct change.

 

“You’re an amazing salesgirl.  How old are you?” he asked her.

 

“I’m six!” She said, holding up three fingers on each hand, like a double-double-peace sign and beaming.

 

Shota eyed the shop clerk who had been called mommy by the little girl that could not have been possibly older than twenty, and that’s me being generous.  Though, I think the shop clerk was quite used to that appraisal.

 

“You must be a big help to your mommy.” he said to the little girl.

 

“Un.  I have to learn how to watch the store so mommy and granny can take it easy!  But I won’t watch it if Masked Rider Double-X is on!  Also I have to look after my brother too!”

 

“You like Masked Rider X?”

 

“Un!  He’s the coolest, but not cooler than Masked Rider Banchou!"

 

“…I don’t think I know that one…?”

 

“It was a special appearance at a live I went to with my Daddy!”

 

“Hee~  I bet that was special!”

 

“Yup yup!  It’s a secret, but Daddy’s sister is actually Masked Rider Banchou!”

 

“I promise not to tell any bad guys that.”

 

“You better not!”

 

“H-hey, I’m a good guy too!”

 

“I guess… If you like cola gummies, you can’t be a bad guy!”

 

“Right!”

 

“Okay, thank you for shopping here, come back again soon!”

 

“I will!” Shota promised her.

 

Shota bowed slightly, and the little girl bowed back before hopping down and running away back behind the store section into what may have been their living space.

 

“Was there something else?”  The older shop clerk asked Shota, who hadn’t left yet.

 

“No… Sorry… I um… I’m going to have a daughter soon myself.  I guess I was wondering if my own would be as capable as that one.”

 

“As long as you give them attention and make them feel like they aren’t a burden, while taking the time to show them they can be a big help, they’ll grow up just like that.  It also helps to have many adults and children in their life to keep them balanced and down to earth.  Kids are more adaptable than you think.  Although… if they want to be a Masked Rider Pony Princess or whatever so they can help save the world when they grow up, there’s not a thing you can do about it.”

 

Shota could only nod.  Hell, I could only nod.  Mayuri also seemed to find it rather funny for some reason.  We left the candy shop together, and headed back home.  When arrived inside, both my Kumi and Mayuri’s daughter were relaxing on the couch while playing video games, empty bowls of what was likely ice cream sitting on the table in front of them.

 

Mayuri took the bowls to the sink and came back with a couple of beers for us and some colas for the younger ones.  Shota spread all of the dagashiya spoils out on the table.

 

“Here you are, Kumi-chan.  Your favorite whistle candies, picked by the cutest salesperson in town.”

 

“Yay!  Whistle candies!”

 

My daughter immediately shredded the package and began to work her magic, humming a song from a video game even I could remember.  Shota instantly named it and put a piece in his mouth trying to add to the orchestra.

 

He handed one of the marshmallow ice cream candies to Chigusa, who was happy to take it.

 

Mayuri and I were kneeling and had cracked open our beers while enjoying the various salty umaibo the little one picked out for us.  It was an impromptu snack party, but it felt fun.

 

Yes, it’s the little moments like this that made being with Shota feel like a complete family, even if we hardly fit the definition of it that society wants us to conform to.

 

A (fake) ex-wife with a daughter who sees her cousin almost like a father.  Along with a new wife and her daughter both being lovers to that same ex-husband, with that daughter carrying their future family member.

 

It was a strange family, but the strangeness of this family was comforting in itself to be a part of.  Because none of us were even close to being perfect, and we all could lean on each other when we needed to.  We all loved Shota, and he loved each of us back in his own way.

 

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