[A virgin who is pent up for years is enjoyable, you know? I wrap that person’s p*n*s night after night with my hands, mouth, and my ass and let him taste heaven. That person doesn’t get hard easily, but once he is… he becomes a wild rod you can’t stop.]
Just now, rod, he just said that, didn’t he? It was not ‘wild kid’*. (TN: 暴れん坊 – rowdy, hooligan, roughneck, rambunctious/wild kid. Instead of using 坊, it used 棒 which means pole, rod, or stick.
Although they have the same pronunciation, but it was unmistakably translated like that in my head.
[I changed the sweet pink boy into the color of a man. It’s now a reddish brown, it has turned into a nice color after using it for a long time. Not only that,I even taught that ordinary rod the trick of appending the muscles smoothly* …… I will not hand that p*n*s over to some woman.] (TN: * – I am not sure about this.)
[Allec… not just his p*n*s, look at your husband’s face, too.]
[It’s fine as long as he has a face. What’s important is the p*n*s. If that doesn’t exist, isn’t it pointless to sleep with a man?]
Having a beautiful face, Allec’s words are vulgar. If all five member of the Men’s Club are gathered, the speaker becomes either me, Haruka, or Duke. Allec has the listener’s role a lot of times, this is the first time he’s ever talked so much.
It’s fun, but, the subject is difficult. Without minding me who fell prostrating on top of the table, Allec talked about the p*n*s.
Please, stop already….
[I was shocked.]
On the way home, when I muttered so, Haruka laughed beside me.
[I know right? I was also shocked the first time. But isn’t that wildness that betrays his appearance enjoyable?]
[Somehow, I think that Allec can handle it well even if he got sold.]
[I also think so. It must have been a mischievous prank for him when he threw money as well, he reflected on it a little after getting seriously scolded,and it looks like he changed his way of thinking.]
[To what?]
[To get his hand on a new p*n*s.]
[Uwaah~ stop it~]
I ended up covering my ears with both hands. Haruka chuckles.
[But I wonder if I should follow your example and learn how to at lest clean the house.]
Since I will go home after shopping at the market, I have the same course as Haruka. It takes about 30 minutes walk from Allec’s house to the market. I usually go there in a hurry, but I’m slowly walking today.
[Was your husband also doing the cleaning?]
[Cleaning and laundry, e~verything, that person does it. It’s fine even if I just sit in the house.]
Haruka looked a bit lonely.
Having nothing to do at home, it’s difficult even though it seems nice. It feels as if you don’t have a place in it.
[Although I behave like this, what’s feminine is only my tone. I’m bad at cooking, I’m also not good with cleaning and doing the laundry… That time on the other side, too, we always fought because of it, with my boyfriend.]
[You had a boyfriend?]
[Sometimes I have, sometimes I don’t. I wonder how many people I went out with in the end….. I can’t quite remember. There were also times when we’re using our bodies*.] (TN: For those who don’t get it, s*x friends.)
Haruka folded his fingers his fingers while thinking, but he stopped midway.
[I, have been living while concealing myself. My parents were thinking that it’s only natural to grow up as a man because I was born one, and I also thought that I must do the same. Wearing the usual closely cropped hair, wear stand up collars, playing with boys and speaking like a boy. But it’s impossible, I get exposed no matter what. Whatever I did turn quite a bit effeminate, you see.]
[Why do you have to hide? It’s fine to just live the way you want to.]
Haruka looked at me then turns his eyes away a little.
[The only ones who told me that are my grandmother, friends, and you. Isn’t it weird? Even though I have memories of my previous life, what I can remember isn’t my falling out with my parents nor my the boyfriends I went out with, only the parting with my close friend when I was a child.]
[Close friend?]
[That right, close friend. We were always together ever since I was small, and it was fun. Haruka, we’ll go on an adventure, he would say and he would bring me to enter the mountain or the river, it was fun. That child was an honest man, there was boldness as he swung the stick around to cut through the bushes, his brightness was bottomless and he was strong. Even though it didn’t seem like he’s going to be friends with someone like me, he has always been there for me. When I was bullied, he would go to hit the other party.]
Haruka looked as if he’s enjoying talking about his past life and I felt a little sad.
I have nothing. No memory of my family or my friends. There is a hole opened in my heart, I feel uncertain about a lot of things, my legs are shaking.
I think that the reason why the grannies and the members of the Men’s club can have fun one way or another is perhaps because they properly have memories of their previous life. Adding their experience over there on top with here, are they able to live well here?
How do I, who have nothing, walk through it?
[During the summer of junior high school, that child suddenly disappeared. He transferred , just like that. I always wanted to meet him again until my death, and I even thought that I’ll be able to meet him on the other saide after my death. And yet, I ended up coming here… However, it’s fine. Because I met you.] (TN: Aww, so heart-warming. <3)
[Me?]
[Didn’t we become friends? Even if I have acquaintances, you’re the first to tell me to become friends.]
[I want to be close friends with Haruka.]
[Oh my! me,too.]
Haruka tightly grasped my hands.
[Such small hands. It’s smaller than my hands.]
[It’s going to grow bigger. Haruka has already stopped growing, right? It’s because I’m still growing. I will catch up to you soon.]
[I will look forward to it.]
Haruka laughed. It’s the kind of smile that you could melt in happiness.
[You know, because I don’t have any memories from my previous life, I have completely no idea whether I had friends or a lover, but, because I became friends with Haruka over here, I feel like I continue living with that. Even if the husband changes, friends never will, right?]
[You’re right. Even if we change our husbands around, the town we live in doesn’t change after all. Even if we’re separated by bridges, we can meet as long as we patiently walk the distance. If we both walk for half a day, we will surely meet at the center.]
[Well then, if ever we get separated unexpectedly, let’s set a date to meet. Even if we aren’t able to meet due to circumstances, we can just meet on the following month. We will definitely meet as long as we’re alive.]
When I said that, Haruka’s tears spilled.
[That’s nice. Having a person I want to meet and want to talk to, having that promise is really great. Even if we don’t meet during that time, it’s nice having hope that we can meet next time. With that hope, I will be able to continue living.]
Having a friend, encouraging and supporting each other. I think that living while doing so is happiness.
Whether it’s love or passion, even though those things can disappear, friendship will always last. Although I don’t quite understand how to become best friends, I can say with confidence that Haruka is my best friend.I don’t really know why, but I think I can live as long as Haruka is by my side.
Even if it doesn’t go well with Saine, even if my next husband is terrible.