My Boss, A Clear And Perfect Beauty Who's An Elite Police Bureaucrat, Turns Out To Be My Sweet And Doting Childhood Friend Who Loves Me Dearly At Home. - Chapter 15

What kind of existence am I to you?

Although she was crouching down, and the most crucial parts were not visible, it was still not a posture meant to be seen by a man.

Shinichi glanced at Maho.

Once again, Shinichi realized that Maho has an outstanding style. Both of her breasts were crushed against her knees, but even in that state, you could tell that they were quite large.

Her butt is also big, but there’s no wasted flesh on her belly or limbs.

Maho looked at Shinichi with an embarrassed expression, using an upward glance.

“Sh-Shinichi, you pervert… Don’t look too much.”

“Sorry… I’ll get out right away.”

Shinichi hurriedly exited the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

(Damn it…)

He had been caught staring. More than just staring, it might be more accurate to say he was looking with sexual interest.

(I wonder if Maho now hates me…)

Shinichi regretted his actions, akin to those of a boy in puberty. He was surprised to realize he didn’t want to be hated by Maho.

Even though he had cut ties with her in high school, his obsession with Maho should have ended.

Now, would this mean the end of their discussion about room sharing?

However, through the door, Maho called out to Shinichi.

“Hey, you know. I don’t mind it.”

“Huh?”

“You came to help me, right? Thank you.”

“I just chased away a bug.”

“But, I was happy. So, I don’t mind that you saw me naked.”

“Are you sure that’s okay?”

“Well, it was embarrassing. I haven’t shown my naked body to anyone since becoming an adult, you know?”

That statement was surprisingly impactful.

It made sense since she hadn’t had a boyfriend…

“You were my first, Shinichi.”

“That way of saying it could cause a misunderstanding…”

“I said it on purpose. But actually, you’ve always been my first for everything. Since we’ve been together for so long, you were also the first one I became friends with.”

“Well, Maho was also my first friend.”

“Is that so…”

Maho’s voice sounded slightly happy.

It made him somewhat shy.

“You were the first one to see me naked, Shinichi.”

Maho said that with a mischievous, coquettish voice.

Shinichi was flustered. Yes, he had seen Maho naked. If they lived together, such accidents might happen again…

“Shinichi, you’re blushing, aren’t you?”

As if seeing right through him, Maho said with a chuckling laugh.

“I’d like to open the door and see your red face. I bet your embarrassed expression is absolutely cute.”

“There’s no ‘cute’ for a 26-year-old man, right?”

“Oh, come on, I’m also 26. Isn’t it fine? Hey, should we open the door a little?”

“If we open the door, won’t Maho be the one in trouble?”

“I won’t be troubled. After all, I said it was fine if you saw, remember?”

“If you provoke me like that and I really open it, what will you do?”

“That’s why I’m telling you it’s fine. In fact… I’d be quite happy about it…”

“Huh?”

Maho then clicked the bathroom’s translucent door open. Shinichi panicked. He wasn’t mentally prepared.

However, the door stopped midway. And from behind the half-opened door, Maho peeked her face out.

Maho grinned mischievously.

“Did you think you’d get to see me naked? Too bad.”

“I didn’t say I wanted to see.”

“You were looking at me with such lecherous eyes just before. Be honest now.”

“Then, I’ll be honest with you, even in that state, you’re plenty erotic, you know?”

“Eh?! But, most of my body is hidden…”

Maho opened her eyes wide in surprise, seemingly unaware.

Shinichi sighed.

“I can see your shoulders and chest, and your wet hair is kinda erotic…”

“No, no such thing…”

“But there is such a thing.”

Suddenly feeling embarrassed, Maho withdrew her face.

(She really isn’t used to dealing with men…)

Shinichi thought this endearingly and chuckled softly.

“Spending time like this, it’s hard to believe that Maho is a respected Police Superintendent, much more important than me.”

It was meant as a joke, but Maho fell silent. After a worryingly long pause, she finally spoke.

“…In reality, I’m not anything special. Without my job or title, I’m just an ordinary woman of your age.”

“But Maho has worked hard. Getting into the University of Tokyo and passing the interview for the popular government agency, the National Police Agency, isn’t something just anyone can do.”

“Do you think so? There are plenty of other capable people. Bureaucrats are replaceable, no matter how many.”

“It’s the same with detectives on the field.”

“No, I think that’s different. Only detectives like you can save the people in trouble right in front of you. Today, Shinichi, you saved me.”

Maho said this in a gentle voice.

At her words, Shinichi felt a slight disturbance. It couldn’t be that he was more valuable than Maho.

If you asked ten people on the street, all ten would rate Maho higher and look down on Shinichi.

But Maho thought differently.

“Hey, Shinichi. Will you stay here with me?”

“Eh?”

“I’m scared if another bug comes out. Is that okay?”

Asked in a pleading tone, Shinichi naturally replied, “Okay.”

Then, he heard Maho chuckle with delight from beyond the door.

Shinichi leaned against the bathroom door, sitting down on the spot.

What on earth was he doing?

He could have just left this place and left this house. Or he could have opened the bathroom door and hugged a naked Maho if he wanted to.

However, Shinichi couldn’t bring himself to choose either option and simply sat there, hugging his knees.

Maho is a manager in the First Investigative Division of the Metropolitan Police Department. She is usually competent and spirited, giving orders to her older subordinates.

But it was only with him that Maho acted so affectionately.

To Shinichi, this had an allure akin to a drug.

What kind of existence was he to Maho? Or, what significance did Maho hold for Shinichi?

It was because he didn’t know that Shinichi sat there.

The sound of Maho’s shower interrupted Shinichi’s thoughts. To be honest, until a moment ago, having seen Maho’s naked form, he couldn’t keep his composure.

But now, he had become somewhat more collected…

(Tired from work, meeting Maho on the way home… I’m feeling a bit sleepy.)

The clock hands had already moved past half-past twelve. There was no need to rush since tomorrow was a holiday.

But still, he was sleepy.

And it wasn’t just sleepiness; there was a strange sense of fulfillment and a comforting, pleasant feeling.

Surely, this was because his childhood friend Maho was nearby.