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 59

Arc 2, Part 1: Inspector Maho

 Starting Life Together with Maho!

Several days had passed since Shinichi began his cohabiting life with Maho in her apartment. Living under the same roof with his childhood friend, whom he had always adored.

There was no way he wasn’t happy. In fact, life with Maho was fun. However, there was one complaint.

That was—their relationship hadn’t progressed at all, despite living together. He had confessed and kissed her on the day they decided to live together. But since then, nothing more had happened.

Moreover, it was just that one kiss. Maho was too shy and embarrassed. They even had separate bedrooms.

He might be able to press a little more aggressively, but that wasn’t in Shinichi’s nature.

(Well, we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now, so there’s no need to rush…)

He was happy just having Maho at home. One day, when Shinichi came home from work, Maho greeted him at the entrance in her casual clothes.

Maho had been pushed into a quiet job at the National Police Agency and had been returning home on time every day. It was Detective Shinichi who came home late.

“Welcome back. Would you like dinner, a bath, or me?”

Maho chuckled as she joked, but her cheeks were a bit red. Unusually, Maho was wearing thin, casual clothes. The shorts were as usual, but the top was a camisole that revealed the cleavage of her ample chest.

Her exposure was higher than usual. It was winter, but the heated room was fine, though Shinichi had trouble finding where to look. Maho took his coat with care.

It felt like they were newlyweds.

“I guess we’ll start with dinner since you’ve prepared it.”

“That’s right. Thanks.”

Lately, Maho had been serving homemade meals every day. Maho seemed quite good at cooking, with a rich repertoire that never bored him.

As he sat down at the dining table, the dish served was a classic yet staple meat and potatoes. It was also one of Shinichi’s favorites.

“How is it? Shinichi?”

“It’s really delicious. The potatoes are well seasoned, and the meat is nicely tender. But I feel a bit bad having you cook every day. Are you sure it’s okay?”

“I’m fine. I have a lot of free time right now. Besides, I’m happy just seeing you enjoy the meals.”

Maho said a little embarrassedly. Shinichi thought how cute Maho was for saying such a devoted thing.

It’s not good to be doted on too much. For the sake of a better relationship in the future… to be with Maho forever, he had to give something back.

The first step.

“I’m also happy just having you by my side, Maho.”

“Really?”

“Really, really. I never imagined we could be together like this before.”

“That might be fate.”

Maho giggled. Their reunion was by chance. But thanks to that, they were now spending happy times together.

“By the way, the seasoning is the taste of the Akinaga family.”

“That’s right. You used to eat my mother’s cooking, saying it was ‘delicious, delicious.'”

“Kotoka-san’s cooking, huh? I miss it.”

Akinaga Kotoka was Maho and her sister Rikako’s mother. She was a kind and very beautiful president’s wife. Shinichi had admired her since he was a child.

“I want to see Kotoka-san again sometime.”

When Shinichi inadvertently mentioned it, Maho looked up at him.

“You might see her soon.”

“Eh?”

“Well, you know, that greeting might be necessary soon, you know, that…”

Maho became flustered and stumbled over her words.

But Shinichi understood what she wanted to say.

(Marriage, huh…)

If he continued to live with Maho like this, marriage would indeed come up. Or rather, when they talked about living together, Maho had asked him, “You’re going to marry me, right?”

It might have been the heat of the moment, but it was also a realistic conversation. After all, neither Shinichi nor Maho were high school students anymore.

They were 26-year-old adults.

After finishing the meal, Shinichi washed the dishes. Then, he and Maho relaxed at the dining table for a while. Drinking tea and listening to Maho’s cheerful stories.

He wished these enjoyable times could continue. Just as Shinichi thought that, Maho suddenly suggested something odd.

“Hey, can we talk on the sofa for a bit?”

“Huh? Why the sofa?”

With her face turning bright red, Maho said, “It doesn’t matter, right?” and forcibly moved toward the sofa. Shinichi followed her reluctantly to the living room sofa and sat down next to her.

Then, Maho leaned against Shinichi.

“Ma-Maho!?”

“I just wanted to be a little spoiled by Shinichi. Is that bad?”

“It’s not bad, but…”

As she hugged him from the front, Maho’s chest pressed against Shinichi’s torso. He inadvertently looked down at her cleavage. Maho glared at him with upturned eyes.

“Shinichi, you pervert.”

“It’s not like that.”

“What’s not like that?”

“Aren’t you the one who wore clothes that intentionally show off your cleavage to tempt me?”

“Wha…! Are you saying I tried to seduce you?”

“Isn’t that the case?”

“…What if I said it wasn’t?”

Maho clung even closer to Shinichi, wrapping her arms around his neck. Shinichi became acutely aware of her moist, red lips.

Their lower halves were also pressed close together.

“Ma-Maho… I can’t keep my cool because…”

“Because Shinichi hasn’t done anything, and I’ve been lonely. We live together, but we don’t even kiss.”

“I was holding back because you seemed embarrassed, Maho.”

“Isn’t that where a man should forcefully kiss me anyway!?”

About to say he wouldn’t do such a thing, Shinichi noticed Maho’s eyes filling with tears. He wrapped his arms tightly around her back and hugged her firmly.

“Kyah,” Maho let out a scream. Surrounded by her uniquely soft and sweet fragrance, Shinichi felt dizzy.

“So, is it really okay if I become forceful?”

“I don’t particularly mind…”

Their beating hearts seemed to be conveyed to each other. Maho closed her eyes tightly. Shinichi was about to press his lips to hers…

“Tadaima!”

It was at that moment that Rikako’s bright voice echoed in the living room.