Chapter 69: -06- Meeting With Ukemi-san

~~** Tachibana Shota’s Point of View **~~

I don’t even know where to begin.

It’s the tenth day since Nene-san moved in. After the delivery from the home center came in, she’d taken right to gardening in a spot right outside the kitchen patio. At first I was roped into helping the following day of the delivery, Sunday, for a little while, but once everything was set, Nene-san was the only flower that mattered to me who was blooming.

I had noticed that my wife and her had gotten a bit more touchy-feely with each other over that span of time, but I didn’t pay it too much mind after Nene-san pulled me aside and apologized for the whole incident in the bathroom.

She came clean to me a few days later, admitting that she had a bit of a girl crush on my wife, but she explained the whole matter involving the time spent with and her indifferent feelings towards Ukemi-san, the same-sex partner she and Kumi-chan left me to live with, compared to how she felt being around my wife.

“It’s some kind of half-gay companionship thing, I guess? Fuck, doesn’t your generation have a name for it, twerp?” she tried to offer a rationalization to me.

“Then… you’re bisexual?” I answered, not really knowing what to call it either.

“I have no idea. It’s been almost a decade since I slept with a man. And I didn’t exactly have crazy passionate lesbian sex with Ukemi… we just… did it when she wanted to. It wasn’t anything special to me. To be clear, I’m not saying I want to do it with Mayuri… it’s just the feeling of being close to her… that’s all I’m really after.”

“So… like the occasional boob grab and feel up kind of closer?”

“I mean those are nice, don’t get me wrong. But, it’s more like being able to lock arms and rest my head on her shoulder from time to time… it makes my heart beat like I’m a stupid teenager in love. You should understand that much.”

“I feel the same way with her.” I affirmed.

“But if you say no, I won’t push it. I already know I’m causing enough trouble for you all living here, along with Kumi. Especially knowing your girlfriend has a baby on the way…”

I shook my head.

“You aren’t unwelcome here, Nene-san, so stop thinking you are. If you were, I would have told you so. Besides, I trust you completely, and my wife has been a lot more pleasant since you came. If all it takes is the occasional playful spank or caress of her shoulders to keep her that way, I don’t mind making that kind of sacrifice.”

“That’s just a perk on my end. She’s not even interested in me like that… taking a bath with her confirmed that much at least. She’s a bit of a playful tease, sure, but the real reason she’s amiable these days is because we’re not all that different in age. We can relate a bit more easily with each other than with you kids. We also both have daughters and we’re kind of like delinquent drinking buddies, too.”

“Now that last bit makes more sense than any of the rest.”

“She does love her beer…” Nene-san mentioned, pointing out the obvious.

“Yeah, and you always preferred wine.”

“It’s an elegant drink!”

“Hey, I’m a minor, what do I know? I don’t drink or smoke.”

“That’s the Arata in you, talking. He was never one to drink all that much. Now, if that other part of you is from Arata as well, I understand how the hell he tamed my crazy-ass step-sister.”

Since that conversation, things were slowly normalizing around here. I still haven’t had a night with only Chigusa. Mayuri-san actually asked me if I was interested in it, but I was non-committal. I mean, Mayuri-san is my wife. If it was before her eyes, I felt it was less of a betrayal to her, though she might want a night of not seeing her husband and her daughter going at it, probably.

It’s still a bit of a mess there with all of our feelings.

I haven’t talked to Chigusa about it, but I guess it is due in time to have a moment only for us… for her sake.

I took a two week hiatus from my story after sacrificing two days to write up a few extra chapters to appease my readers. During that time, I wanted to make sure my house was in order.

During the week, Raita would often visit to see Kumi-chan here, and Kurone-chan had a standing invitation to come over. She’d alternate between coming to see me and coming to see Chigusa who she somehow seemed to get along with.

Kurone-chan claimed it was because she had excellent subject matter. Chigusa is slowly beginning to show, and the only one not aware of it at the moment, is Raita. There’s no way that will remain the case after the winter holiday.

In fact, after the new year, Mayuri-san and I are going to have to visit her school and explain the situation. It should be okay, since Chigusa’s grades are good, and she had been actively studying and making plans to take some exams for college. Her grades are decent enough that they probably won’t ask her to withdraw, and she’ll have given birth before graduation, so there won’t be any major issues with her showing at that time.

Things were for the most part, going well.

That is, until Nene-san got a phone call out of the blue from an unknown number which she answered without thinking.

It was Ukemi-san.

She admitted she was in the wrong, but still wanted a chance to talk face-to-face with her. She didn’t mind if Nene-san came with as many people as she needed to feel safe, she only wanted to see her and talk for a moment. Plus, she had all of Nene-san’s and Kumi-chan’s things at her place still, and it was a whole involved thing.

“Shota, could you and Mayuri come with me to meet her?”

I could guess why she wanted me to go, but as for bringing my wife along? Maybe it was for emotional support? Ukemi-san wasn’t someone that came off as dangerous to me, but some people take break-ups hard and can react in unpredictable ways. And she did physically assault Nene-san, so there’s that, too. I didn’t want to expose Mayuri-san to anything dangerous, but after talking with my wife, she wanted to go along.

“I need to go with her, dear.” My wife said without much else in the way of explanation. “It’ll be fine, don’t worry.”

Of course when someone says that, you worry anyway.

A day later, in the late afternoon, the meeting between them was set. We ended up agreeing on Giuseppie’s coffee house as the location for the meet. I had asked a favor from Raita, who brought along another friend, someone with muscles, a friend of his who was in the boxing club, and a couple of gyarus who looked like the type to hang out at Gemini Arcade. They occupied a booth a bit away, but would be there to help and double as witnesses if anything shady happened.

Kumi-chan didn’t want to come along, only because she knew she wouldn’t say anything positive. I couldn’t blame her.

Ukemi-san had come alone, even though she was sitting now, I know her to be a taller woman than either Nene-san or my wife. She has short platinum colored hair which curls inward just below her ears. Her eyes were a misty blue, and her face was a bit hawk-like. She had quite a slender figure, one a model might be jealous of, though not much of a chest to speak of, even when wearing her tight designer clothes. Her purse was on the table in plain sight, and she had a bit of a distraught look visible on her face when we first arrived.

We all approached the table together, and I took the seat next to her, while Mayuri-san and Nene-san sat opposite us.

“Tachibana-san, Nene… Thank you for agreeing to see me.”

Nene-san wasn’t ready to speak quite yet, with that much said.

“Pardon me for asking, but who is this woman?” Ukemi-san asked aloud.

“Hello. I’m Shota’s wife, Tachibana Mayuri. I’m the one she came home smelling like.” Mayuri-san saying that momentarily disturbed Ukemi-san. As if it was meant to be some kind of challenge, my wife had her elbow on the table and made sure her diamond ring was in full view. Even I couldn't possibly misinterpret what she intentionally did. “Pleased to meet you.”

Ukemi-san turned to me.

“Your wife?”

I nodded.

With a small throat cough to clear the air, Ukemi returned her gaze back where it was, placed both of her hands on the table in front of her, fingers interlocked, gazing only at Nene-san now.

“Nene… I want to apologize to you properly. I was clearly in the wrong for doing that to you. Even though you know how jealous I can be at times, it’s not an excuse I’m making for what happened. It’s just that lately you seemed… distant and uninterested, and I thought perhaps… maybe you were seeing someone else. The thought of losing you to someone else after all the time we’ve been together… it was just too much for me. I won’t even use the stress I have from work as an excuse. I just really… am… sorry.”

Nene-san sat there and digested the apology Ukemi-san gave her. There was no shifting of blame, nor any feigning accountability. She admitted her faults cleanly, yet she hadn’t asked for them to get back together quite yet.

“Ukemi… why did you have to raise your hand at me? I’ve never lied to you about anything. Have I ever shown even a passing interest in any other woman before, in the six years we’ve known each other? Why would I have risked… displacing both me and Kumi when I do know how jealous and possessive you can be? Do I not text you and let you know where I am almost every time I leave the house? You know better than anyone how I felt about what he did to me… and to her. That broke my trust in you, that you couldn’t trust me on the rarest of occasions that I didn’t inform you, while I trusted you, deeply, even having to jump through all those hoops, because I know how much you did care for me.”

“Do care, Nene. I messed up, I know that… But I do care for you!”

“I don’t doubt that. But you’re right and wrong about something, too… it’s not that I had been distant and uninterested lately. Since the beginning, I… could never find the same feelings for you that you have for me. I’m not a lesbian deep down like you are. You were just the safest option when I was in a difficult place.”

“So you never loved me?”

“I tried to… in my own way. I can’t say I loved you passionately in bed, but for everything else, yes, I did. For all that you did to care for me and my daughter all these years, I loved you as much as I could.”

“I see…”

“Now it’s my turn to apologize. For all the years you lost with me, a no good woman who only took advantage of your house and home, and robbed you of the passion you deserved to find with another woman who would have loved you properly.”

“…is… there a chance… we can reconcile at all?”

“I don’t know, Ukemi. Because you did that… of all things… that. I’ll always wonder when the next time will be that it happens. Shota is my family, and Mayuri is his wife. As you can tell there is a significant age gap between them. I was able to ease some of their burdens just by lending her an ear. She’s a friend, but that’s all she can ever be, since she’s his wife and loves him, having no interest in women.”

Nene-san reached for her hand, and pulled off a small silver ring. She placed it on the table before Ukemi-san. Followed by her smartphone.

“I know at least right now… I would be terrified to come back to stay with you.”

“Nene!”

“As for my things… they can all be thrown away. You bought everything that was mine anyway. Kumi has a couple of school outfits that she needs, at least.”

“You can take them, I’m not trying to withhold them!”

“I never said you were. For the moment at least, I’m staying with the only person who I can feel safe with.” She unhooked her necklace, sliding off the ring I bought her long ago which never fit her finger. “My young husband who I abandoned to be with you. But, like this ring he gave me, it’s a sentiment only. It will never fit this hand, not like the ring my fucking piece of shit ex-husband gave me… and like the one you did. They fit me perfectly… but you know… this shoddy ring that couldn’t have cost more than 5,000 yen… the one that slides off and could vanish in a moment if I’m not paying attention to it… right now, it’s the only thing keeping me together. I’m not saying we can’t reconcile… but for now I do need to separate myself from you.”

“Then… can… we meet and talk… as friends… to… try and work through this? Even if you don’t love me passionately… did you hate my touch?”

“No, I might not have felt the same, but I could understand that you embraced me with all your heart. As for meeting and talking… I can do that much… but it won’t be until after the new year at the earliest. And to that point… if you want to find someone else who you can be with in the interim, I won’t hold that against you.”

Ukemi-san, for what it’s worth had kept her eyes matched with Nene-san for as long as possible before realizing there was nothing she could do about the situation and lowering her head.

“Please… keep the phone at least. Let me at least send you a text, even if you won’t reply. Let me believe there is a chance…!”

Nene-san passed her gaze to me and I nodded. If she was serious, there was no need to refuse that offer, otherwise I would be happy to get her a new phone. Actually, I’d get her a new phone anyway after this.

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Mayuri-san reached for the phone and slid it in front of Nene-san.

“I also will hope for the best. I hope your sincerity can win her trust back.” My wife said with a kind smile. Did she really mean that?

I actually felt out of place in this whole conversation.

“Then…” Nene-san said, reaching across the table and putting her hands around Ukemi-san’s, “…I don’t know what the future holds, but I don’t want to remain a prisoner of my past, either.”

She let go, and then nudged my wife who got up. The both of them headed out, leaving me with Ukemi-san for a moment.

Holding back her tears which were about to burst forth, she had something to say to me before then.

“Do… you think there’s really a chance?”

“Would you listen to what I have to say?”

“I’ll listen. She… always spoke highly of you, even though you were a brat at the time… if she kept your ring, then she valued you… more than me.”

“Ukemi-san. I’ve never had a problem with you, and knowing you took care of her, when it was an obscene difficulty for me at my age at the time… I’m grateful, you know? Nene-san and Kumi-chan were my world once. I did think of her as my wife and Kumi as my own little one while I did my best for them.

While I don’t think it’s impossible for you and her to get back together, it will likely never be the same as it once was. I’m also not telling you to stop pursuing her if you decide that’s the best course of action for you. In my limited experience, it’s a matter of finding the person who fits you best. My wife, Mayuri, is the missing piece in my life.

It’s rare to find someone like that. Sometimes they appear in an unusual place at an unexpected time. I had been dumped by my ex-girlfriend when I met Mayuri. She’s twice my age, loves to drink, and is the only one who makes my house a home again. I have no idea what it is that I give her that lets her do that so confidently. Every day I worry if I’m good enough for her, or if she’ll run away and never come back. I know I love her, and I believe she loves me… but that’s only our fragile trust.

I think you should take this chance to look for another possible piece that fits you elsewhere at the same time. I’m not saying you can’t be sincere and continue to show her that through texts and future meetings. There’s no way you can bury six years of history just by being apart for a month. But, if you both don’t fit each other… why try and force it? I think at the very least she would remain good friends with you, but if that’s too difficult, then it’s better to end it cleanly too.

That being said, I’m only an eighteen year old twerp, as she would say, with two failed relationships under my belt just like her. My advice is worth exactly that much… If I wasn’t already married to my missing piece, I wouldn’t even let you see her again after what you did. I would force a ring that does fit on her finger and love her for the rest of her life. I would treat Kumi-chan as my daughter without question, and would do my best not to fuck it up with all that I have.

But… sometimes people make mistakes. Dumb mistakes. Sometimes they do deserve a second chance, and if that’s what she chooses to give you, then you will know without a doubt that she loves you, passionately or not… because time apart will surely expose whether or not you were her missing piece.”

I stood up from the booth and bowed to Ukemi-san, who couldn’t even look in my direction. She had begun crying and hid her face, but I’m sure she heard what I had to say.

“As it was the first time around for her, she’s returned to my home and is living in the same bedroom with Kumi-chan that we once shared. All that’s changed is that I’m in the next room over with my own wife who has my heart under lock and key. All I can offer Nene-san right now is a safe place to stay for a while. Since the flower shop she loved so much is gone, I let her make a little garden outside to give her some peace of mind. She’s probably terrified of all relationships now, so the likelihood of her finding anyone else is effectively nil. If you truly believe you can change as a person for you and for her, and would never under any circumstance do that to her again… then by all means pursue her. But caging her is not the answer… because all she ever wanted to be, was loyal, and loved.”

I left Ukemi-san with my own feelings and observations that I had of Nene-san and made my way out of the café. Raita saw it, and also got up along with the people at his table.

We all exited at the same time, and seven of us were suddenly outside.

“Thanks Raita.” I said, appreciating that he had arranged backup in case things went south.

“No problem, man. How can I not have my girlfriend’s mom’s back?”

“So… we’re good?” The muscular guy who looked like a boxer with the two gyarus asked.

“Yeah, thanks for doing me this solid, ‘Zu.”

“All good. Only for you and my bro for life would I even bother.”

“Bro for life? Wait, you mean Kawamura, right? I remember him… the wimpy kid from middle school who had that sister with the huge tits that you had the hots for.”

“Yup. If not for him, I wouldn’t have both Rina and Mahi here to love. He’s a good guy, man. I did him dirty once, but it’s water under the bridge now that he’s making it big.”

While Raita and the guy I didn’t know talked, one of the gyarus, a tall one with blond hair and a permanent resting bitch face approached my wife.

“Hey, ain’t ya the mama from the arcade I met a few days ago?”

“Oh, you’re the young lady who gave me that advice.”

“Did it help any?”

“…Well, it got us started at least. It might be a bit more tricky than I thought to make it work, though.”

“Just keep at it. Don’t be afraid to bend a little on things. You don’t have to go crazy, just compromise on the small things first.”

“Rina… who’s this?”

“Remember how I told you I met a cool lady the other day?”

“Oh, the one in the situation like ours?”

“Yup.”

“So… it’s these two… and that guy?”

“Maybe? Stranger things have happened. I mean, at least he’s cuter than Shi-chan’s husband.”

“You think so? I think Kouta’s cute though.”

“Are you serious?”

“Why wouldn’t I be? If you hadn’t started dating Kawazu and had me do so too, I might have gone after him instead.”

“This is exactly why I can’t leave you alone, Mahimahi! We have a monopoly on Zuzu! It’s just us two. Do you really want to compete with all those women?”

“Hmm… You might be right.”

“Hey, kid!”

The cold-faced gyaru suddenly addressed me.

“Me?”

“Yeah, you. In the bedroom, don’t play favorites. Also, if you don’t work out already, start.”

“Uh… Okay?”

She leaned in close to my wife’s ear and whispered something that I couldn’t hear.

“Ufufufu~ I can’t say that I wouldn’t enjoy that.”

The two gyarus then joined the muscular friend of Raita’s and after the boys bumped fists, the gyarus clung on to him and walked away, while Raita came over to us three.

“Anything else you need, dude?”

“That’s it. I owe you.”

“We’re good. If that’s all, I’m going to head home.”

“Raita-kun!”

Nene-san suddenly called out to him.

“Yes?”

“Would… you like to come to our place and have dinner with us… and Kumi?”

“Are you sure it’s okay?” He asked, sparing a glance my way.

“Absolutely. Do you like curry?”

“Who doesn’t?”

“Shall we go home, Shota-kun?” Mayuri asked.

“May as well.” I said, and my wife linked arms with me.

Raita walked up to Nene-san.

“May I see a lovely lady such as yourself safely to your home?”

“By all means.”

We returned home.

Raita earned some bonus points in Kumi-chan’s eyes for looking after her mother quietly from the side, and everyone died a horrible death from my wife’s delicious hellfire curry.

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