My Childhood Friend Attacked Me When I Declared That Her Birthday Present Was 'Me' - Chapter 4

Rapid Report to Parents

“So, which one is it, a grandson or a granddaughter?”

“Auntie…”

“For me, one boy and one girl would be ideal.”

“Are you talking about twins?”

“No, it doesn’t have to be twins. Well, twins would be fine too, but personally, I prefer having an older brother and a younger sister.”

“I see… Alright. I’ll wander around for another hour, so why don’t you do it again?”

“Okay!”

“Don’t say [Okay!] Auntie, isn’t this conversation going too casually?”

After reporting through LINE, Kaori’s mother returned home.

That’s right, I’m still in Kaori’s house.

What the hell am I doing at someone else’s house right now? No, what the hell am I being made to do?

“Auntie, don’t you have any thoughts about me?”

“Huh? What’s that?”

“I mean, your daughter suddenly telling you that we did it. Isn’t your reaction too strange?”

“No, why now? That’s what I thought.”

“What do you mean?”

“Just as the words suggest, aren’t you guys too slow? Like, I thought you’ve had s*x once or twice already.”

“…really? how did you see us?”

“Boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“First of all, your assumption is wrong.”

“Huh?”

“We’re not boyfriend and girlfriend. We’re just close best friends…”

“Kaori… Weren’t you in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?”

“Right. I’ve always been in a girlfriend mindset though.”

That’s news to me.

“So, you’re saying you two are doing it now?”

“Rather than saying now, I’m just trying not to let the opportunity slip away.”

“What? Did Kouta suggest it first?”

“I wouldn’t do something like that!”

“Then why?”

“Well, that’s…”

Explaining the words I said earlier, the [I am the ‘gift’!] line, I’m making sure she understands it’s a joke…

“That’s Kouta’s fault.”

“Is it my fault? It was just a little joke!”

“It’s too vulgar for a joke.”

“It’s not that vulgar! You know how it goes in comedy, right? Like saying, [I am the ‘gift’!] and then jokingly giving the stuffed animal…”

“Kouta.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t underestimate my daughter’s s*xual desire.”

“Why are you talking as if it’s something to be proud of?”

“How many times a day do you think she flicks the bean to your pictures or various things?” (M*sturbate)

“I don’t want to hear that information!”