[ENG] Otokogirai na Bijin Shimai wo Namae mo Tsugezuni Tasuketara Ittaidounaru V1 Chapter 6

Chapter 6 Our hearts are connected, and we pledge a dark but certain love

It’s a weekend after all those moments with Arisa and Aina. Next week, we’re set to study together for the exams, and I’m quietly excited about how different it’ll feel compared to usual.

“Phew, I’m excited, but…”

At the same time, I keep wondering if it’s okay to let things stay as they are. They make me bentos, come over to cook dinner… Seeing how they treat me, there’s no way I can miss what they’re feeling.

“It’s gotta be that, right?”

You’d have to be as dense as a harem manga protagonist to not pick up on it after all this. I’ve noticed their feelings… I’ve had to notice.

“Hayato-kun.”

“Hayato-kun♪”

Their voices echo in my head. Is that proof I’m just as caught up in them, that they’ve become so close to me?

“…What should I do?”

Do I keep enjoying this life while knowing how they feel, or…?

“Hayato-kun.”

“Hayato-kun♪”

There they go again—thinking about them must’ve summoned their voices.

“Geez, how much am I obsessing over Arisa and Aina?”

“Oh, you’re obsessing over us?”

“Ooh♪ That’s great news, Nee-san!”

Oh crap, their voices aren’t fading. This is bad—I’m in deep. Taking a big breath to calm down, I felt both my hands grabbed, jolting me as I looked left and right.

“…Arisa? Aina?”

It was them, holding my hands. I’d been so lost in my head it felt too real to be a daydream… but no way, right?

“W-Why are you two here!?”

I never expected to run into them in town by chance. They grinned, explaining they’d been bored and were out on a sisterly date.

“No yuri vibes here, so don’t get the wrong idea, okay!?”

“Huh? Oh, uh, sure…”

Aina’s sudden, frantic denial made me nod. I hadn’t thought that, but if there were yuri vibes between them, it’d feel kinda precious in its own way.

“What were you up to, Hayato-kun?”

“Oh… just wandering around.”

“I see… hmm?”

“Hmm… hmm? Hmm♪”

Lately, I’ve started reading their gestures. The surprise of bumping into them aside, my heart was clearly happy about it.

“You two free today?”

“Yep!”

“Totally!”

“Knew it.”

Their chipper replies made me smirk, and we decided to go shopping together.

“By the way, Nee-san, didn’t you pick that maid outfit in your room with Hayato-kun?”

“Picked it? …I guess?”

“He liked it, so you bought it—sounds right to me.”

“Jealous! I want Hayato-kun to pick clothes for me too!”

My quiet weekend turned lively in an instant. At school, we’d never interact like this, so seeing their outside selves—completely different—really stood out.

(…And I’m happy about it.)

I get that these special sides are just for me. That’s why I’m stuck on how to respond… and pathetically, no answer comes.

“What’s wrong? You look a bit troubled.”

“Uh…”

“Let’s hit karaoke and sing it out! Little worries’ll vanish like that!”

“They can’t just vanish… Hey, Hayato-kun, we’ll listen if something’s up, okay?”

“The vanishing part’s a joke. But seriously, tell us if you’re worried.”

“…Thanks, you two. I’ll wrestle with this one alone for now, though.”

They exchanged a look but accepted it since it was me asking. After that, I switched gears, enjoyed our time, and we headed to karaoke like Aina suggested.

“Arisa, you’re… something else, huh?”

“Don’t say it! Singing’s my one weakness…!”

She’d been oddly reluctant at karaoke, but when she finally sang, her voice was a disaster. That beautiful speaking voice producing such off-key chaos left me gaping in shock.

“Nee-san’s good at everything except singing.”

“You’re just too good! And Hayato-kun scored high too!”

“Well… I’ve gotten used to singing anime songs with friends.”

Oh, right—Aina was insanely good, so much that Arisa and I closed our eyes, entranced.

“Let’s come again♪”

“I’ll pass… I won’t sing. I’ll just listen quietly.”

“That’s no fun…”

Aina’s quirks aside, seeing this side of Arisa was a surprise. I’d pegged her as perfect at everything, but she had flaws too.

(…That’s cute, though—part of her charm. No, it is her charm.)

The more I learn about them, the more their appeal hooks me. I’m not like the guys who’ve confessed to them, but I get why they’d fall hard.

“So, what now?”

“Anywhere you wanna go, Hayato-kun?”

“Hmm, let’s see…”

We started walking while I thought. Then I spotted a crying elementary-aged boy ahead.

“Huh…”

He was sobbing, looking around frantically. I instantly knew—he was lost.

“Sorry, you two, gimme a sec.”

Not waiting for a reply, I approached him.

“What’s wrong? Lost your mom and dad?”

“Huh? …Wah… waaaaah!!”

Bingo, apparently. I worried a stranger might scare him off, but he didn’t run, so I gently patted his head.

“There, there… You’re lost, right?”

“Yeah… I came far with Papa and Mama, and… and…!”

“Oh, got it. Alright, wanna look for them with me?”

“Huh? Really?”

“Yep.”

A smile’s best for calming kids—I kept one plastered on to reassure him.

“Hayato-kun… Oh, a lost kid?”

“Wow, his eyes are all red. And that runny nose—here, blow.”

Arisa and Aina caught up. Aina wiped his nose with a tissue, handling him smoothly—maybe from wanting kids herself.

“Thanks, big sis.”

“You’re welcome♪”

Once he calmed down, we set off to find his parents.

“Here, I’ll give you a shoulder ride. Easier to spot them from up high, right?”

“Really?”

“Yeah, up you go.”

“Okay!”

He was a sweet, honest kid, and it brought natural smiles to all three of us. There was a police station nearby, but to avoid missing them, we searched while walking.

Surprisingly, we found them fast.

“Where’d you go!?”

“We were looking everywhere!”

“Papa! Mama!”

The mom hugged him, tears streaming, while the dad looked relieved despite his exasperation.

“Good for them.”

“Yeah, families should be like this♪”

Totally agree. Once they settled, the boy’s stomach growled adorably.

“Oh my.”

“Mama, I’m hungry…”

“Okay, honey, wait here.”

The mom took him off, leaving us with the dad. Relieved they were reunited, I suddenly needed the bathroom.

“Can I hit the restroom real quick?”

“Sure.”

“Take your time.”

It’d mean a short wait, but I dashed to the nearest one, aiming to be quick.

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“Nee-san, good thing they found each other fast, huh?”

“Yeah.”

Right after meeting Hayato-kun, we spotted that lost boy. I’m sure Aina and I both wanted to help him, but Hayato-kun moved first. Watching his back, I thought again—he’s so kind.

“Still, you’re both such pretty girls. Thanks for today.”

“No problem.”

We kept our reply short. My usual unease around men crept up, but knowing he was a dad with a kid eased it a bit.

(Lost… Aina and I got lost when we were little too.)

Back then, we’d wandered the streets crying, just like that boy. We’d been with our parents moments before, but suddenly they were gone. Holding hands tight, we’d clung to each other desperately. Then Dad and Mom found us, and—

“I’m glad it worked out quick. We were worried too.”

The man smiled at Aina’s words. That smile reminded me what a father was, stirring a faint loneliness, but I smiled back at the happy family scene.

“But… you two are really stunning. And…”

That’s when I felt it—not just unease, but something gross in his tone. The warm vibe vanished, replaced by a leering look, especially at Aina. She noticed too, stepping back.

Oblivious, he kept going, dazzled by us.

“Lately, with the kid, my wife’s been too busy for me. You girls ever short on cash? I make decent money. How about your numbers—”

What… what was he saying? I understood, but I was floored. How could he switch from doting dad to this?

(…Those eyes. Like that day.)

His gaze overlapped with the robber’s—the one who gave us our worst day. My body trembled at the memory, but worse was the crushing despair. Even a father was just another man we despised—claiming to love his kid, yet here he was.

(Right. Men are all—)

No, that’s wrong, another me whispered. You know better now. Not all men are the creeps we’ve known. There’s one who protected us… one we’ve come to love.

(Hayato-kun…)

Maybe calling his name in my heart summoned him.

“Sorry, kept you waiting.”

He was back—Hayato-kun. He couldn’t know what that guy said, yet he stepped in front of us, staring the man down.

“We’re good now, so we’ll head out. Let’s go, you two.”

“Wait, hold—”

The man tried to speak, but Hayato-kun led us away. We had no intention of resisting, letting him guide us off.

After walking a bit, away from the crowd, we sat on an empty bench. He spoke.

“Uh… just a hunch, a total guess, but you two looked upset… pained. I hoped I was wrong, but looks like I wasn’t.”

He probably couldn’t believe it either.

“…Hehe♪ You really watch out for us, huh, Hayato-kun?”

Aina giggled happily, and I nodded—Yeah.

We couldn’t leave him hanging after he’d worried that much, so we told him everything the man said. Even Hayato-kun was shocked a father would be so blatant—same as us.

“I thought, ‘Men are all the same.’ Not you, though, Hayato-kun.”

“Yeah♪ We know you’re different!”

“…”

We’d never lump him with other guys—that’s what we meant. But he spoke quietly.

“Well… I’m glad you said that. Thanks, you two.”

We nodded with smiles… but he kept going.

“I was shocked too, but it’s true there are a lot of guys like that. You’re both gorgeous, so getting those looks—I don’t wanna say it’s unavoidable, but it happens.”

He fumbled for words but met our eyes firmly.

“The world’s not full of guys who’d look at you like that… Though, uh, even I sometimes see you two in a kinda naughty way. You’re beautiful, and… your little gestures get my heart racing. Like the maid thing, or the bath… uh…”

We’d be troubled if he didn’t feel that way—half the point was to fluster him. If he said he didn’t, we’d lose confidence.

“But I—guys like me—won’t make you feel like that jerk did. I wanna be someone who thinks about you properly… So let me say, not all men will make you uneasy like that.”

“Hayato-kun…”

“…Hehe.”

Like I said, his thoughts weren’t polished, but he tried so hard to reach us. He might hate hearing it, but that earnestness was adorable—reaffirming who he is.

(Even if he showed me any side of himself, these feelings wouldn’t change. I’m so glad I fell for him.)

What kind of look was I giving him? Glancing over, Aina’s cheeks were red, staring too—probably thinking his words might “impregnate” her again.

(If that’s Aina… I just want to surrender to him. Offer everything, serve him… Even harsh words from him would feel like rewards. Though he’d probably hate saying them, even as a joke.)

I could picture it easily. That’s why we can’t let him go—maybe not “any means necessary,” but we’ll hold him tight. We have to love him and be loved!

“Hey, Hayato-kun, wanna stay for dinner at our place?”

“Huh?”

“Yeah. I wanna be with you more… Is that okay?”

“Guh…”

It felt a tad manipulative, tilting my head at him, but after a moment, he nodded—saying he felt the same.

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“Welcome, Hayato-kun.”

“Thanks for having me.”

After agreeing, I ended up at the Shinjo house. They’d asked me to stay for dinner, and Sakuna-san insisted so warmly I couldn’t say no.

“Hayato-kun.”

“Yes? What’s up?”

While Arisa and Aina showered together, I was alone with Sakuna-san in the kitchen. Sitting idle felt weird, so I helped her cook. That’s when she looked at me and spoke.

“Are you… troubled about something?”

“…!”

A question, but she seemed certain I was.

“…You can tell?”

“Of course. And it’s probably about my daughters, right?”

I was floored—how’d she know that? She stopped cooking, took my hand gently, led me to the sofa, and sat beside me.

“Asking you to talk in this situation—kinda mean of me?”

“…No, it’s fine.”

If she’d noticed my worries, maybe she’d guessed what it was. Her accepting aura drew me in, and I spilled everything.

“So…”

I told her I’m drawn to them, that I don’t want to let go of their warmth and feelings. I know it’s wrong, but I hate bowing to society’s norms. I love them from the bottom of my heart and want to walk with them forever.

“I see. You really treasure my girls, don’t you?”

“You don’t think I’m… shameless?”

“Not at all. I’m delighted, actually.”

“Huh?”

What’d she mean? She gazed at me kindly, cupping my cheeks.

“To me, those girls are my greatest treasures, my precious daughters. That you’re thinking of them so seriously—I can’t not be happy.”

“…”

“That dramatic first meeting played a big part. It carved you into their hearts… and mine too.”

She pulled me in hard, burying my face in her overwhelmingly full chest. Shocked and embarrassed, I tried to pull away, but her grip was too strong.

“I can only nudge you forward, but please, really see them. Because it’s you, I can rest easy as a mother.”

“Sakuna…-san.”

Weird… I’d been agonizing, but it’s like she gave me a gentle push, and the path ahead cleared.

“You’ve got a good look now. Even without me, you’d have moved forward on your own.”

“No way… Uh…”

What I was about to say embarrassed me, and I blushed, looking down.

“What’s wrong?”

“…”

No, it’s fine to say, I decided.

“Uh… Your vibe, your kindness in listening—it reminded me of Mom. I couldn’t help thinking you’re like a mother.”

I laughed it off, but Sakuna-san froze, eyes wide. Before I could wonder why, she trembled, flung her arms wide, and tackled me in a hug.

“Mmph!?”

She squeezed me into her chest, that insane softness smashing my face again.

“Mother… Mother! It’s okay, Hayato-kun! Call me that! Please, do it!”

“Uh, w-wait…!”

I tapped her back, and she calmed down, letting go—her face red, as if begging me to forget it.

“Sorry… I got too excited. Maternal overload.”

First time hearing that… As she settled, I had one more thing to say.

“Sakuna-san, there’s something else I’d like you to hear.”

“Of course. Anything—your mom’s here!”

“Uh, right.”

Her clenched fists and enthusiasm threw me off, but I started.

“So… about today…”

“Yes?”

“I told them not all guys are out to hurt them—that some, like me, really see them. I said I’d never make them feel that way… but I wondered if I forced my feelings on them.”

They’d smiled, saying it’s fine because it’s me, but I’d second-guessed it. Sakuna-san’s response was light.

“You didn’t force anything. Those girls don’t just accept whatever’s said. If they took your words with smiles, that’s their true feelings. Your message got through—don’t worry.”

“…Really?”

Not confirmed by them, but I felt so relieved. Exhaling, I realized how close we were—close enough to kiss—and pulled back fast. She noticed too, blushing instantly.

She’s adorable, I thought—maybe odd for an adult woman, but true.

Then Arisa and Aina returned from their shower, sharp enough to catch our vibe, approaching with post-bath allure.

“We’re back… What’s going on?”

“Mom’s all red?”

“It’s nothing! Time to finish dinner!”

Sakuna-san scurried to the kitchen as the girls sat beside me—practically zero distance. Their fresh-from-the-bath scent hit me, making my head spin.

(…They’re so sexy. Knew that already, but damn.)

Hair dried, but their rare pajama look was fresh and hot. Button-up styles strained against their curves, the fabric barely containing them—pure eye candy, forcing me to look away.

“Arisa, Aina, can you take over? I’ll shower.”

“Sure.”

“Got it~”

Sakuna-san left, and they headed to the kitchen. My heart couldn’t take more, so I was relieved—though I stood to help.

“Hayato-kun, relax.”

“Yeah, you’re the guest.”

“Oh, okay.”

Their eyes said it’s their turn, so I sat back down. Restless, time passed until Sakuna-san returned. As their mom, her post-shower allure outshone even them—stunning.

“Hayato-kun, it’s ready.”

“Here you go!”

“We added a few dishes, so eat up, no holding back.”

“…Wow!”

The table was loaded with food.

“…It’s been ages since a meal like this…”

No, no—can’t get sentimental like with the curry. I coughed to reset, dug in, and ate till I was stuffed.

“…So good. Really, so good.”

“Thanks. Glad you like it.”

“Hehe, score♪”

“Hehe.”

After, I begged to at least wash dishes. They resisted, but I pushed and won that task.

“…Nice, huh? It’s been a while since our house felt this lively.”

Sakuna-san watched us with a warm smile, and I was happy she felt that way. Dinner done, gratitude expressed—but I still had something to settle with Arisa and Aina.

“Hayato-kun, good luck.”

“Right.”

She patted my shoulder, giving me a nudge. The girls tilted their heads at us, but I asked for a bit more time and ended up in Arisa’s room.

“Hayato-kun in my room… Feels surreal.”

“Mine would’ve worked too~”

A fierce rock-paper-scissors battle had decided this. Arisa’s room was spotless—no dolls or girly stuff, all white furniture, clean and crisp. It fit her vibe perfectly.

“Here’s a cushion… There, Hayato-kun.”

“Thanks.”

We sat around a round floor table, them facing me like they knew what was coming.

“Arisa, Aina, thanks. It’s late, but you’re still here, humoring my selfishness.”

“Not at all. More time with you? Nothing better.”

“Nee-san’s right. I’d keep you overnight if I could. We’re here—right beside you.”

I smirked—outmatched. Their words wrapped around my heart, urging me to drown in their kindness and warmth.

(…Is there magic in their voices or something?)

It’s like a drug, and I love it—which is why I asked for this moment.

“I—”

Just as I was about to speak, Arisa cut in with a “Wait a sec.” She nodded at Aina, and with a preface of “Hear us out first,” they continued.

“I like you, Hayato-kun. I want to support you for the rest of my life.”

“I like you too, Hayato-kun. I love you so much I’d even want to have your kids.”

“…Uh.”

My heart leapt at their confessions. Aina’s “have your kids” line kinda stole the show, but her seriousness hit me hard. And without missing a beat, they kept going.

“Let’s get this straight—I love you, Hayato-kun. Hopelessly so. I’ve decided supporting you is my life’s purpose—that’s how much I adore you. If you said you didn’t need me, I might just quietly die, that’s how deep this goes.”

“I’ll say it again—I love you, Hayato-kun. I want to give you everything, have your kids, build a happy family, be loved by you… I’ve been thinking that nonstop because I’m crazy about you.”

Their words carried such intense emotion. For me, though, the sheer weight of it all left me a bit stunned, mouth hanging open.

Seeing that, they gave wry smiles, stood up, and flanked me, pressing in close. Arisa took my hand first, continuing.

“That day, when we’d given up on everything, you appeared. Maybe you’re thinking that incident’s what’s tying us to you?”

“…”

She nailed it.

“To be honest, that might not be entirely wrong. Me, Aina, even Mom—we can’t shake that moment. It’s why we fell so hard for you, our savior.”

Aina picked up where Arisa left off.

“Right. That’s when we fell for you, Hayato-kun, and started craving you like crazy. We want you, want your love… I even wanted to get pregnant with your kid—it was intense, okay?”

“Why’s your phrasing always so wild, Aina!?”

“Huh? It’s normal♪”

Normal… normal? No way in hell! Her words threw my heart into chaos every time, but oddly, her over-the-top style was starting to relax me.

(…Arisa’s ‘support you,’ Aina’s ‘have your kids’—who’d have thought they’d tie together like this? Back when I first heard them, I never imagined.)

“You’re always so sudden,” Arisa said with a wry smile, gripping my hand tighter.

“When you came here before and talked about your family, we learned our savior carried a deep sadness. So we wanted to fill that void—and drown you in the love we feel for you.”

“That way, you’d never leave us. We were sure you’d end up needing us too. So? Don’t you feel like you can’t let us go now, Hayato-kun?”

“…Yeah.”

I nodded. Our meeting wasn’t normal, but that’s exactly why we’re here now. Their presence, their warmth—I didn’t want to lose any of it. I wanted to soak in everything they offered.

“I… don’t want to be alone.”

“Yes. We know.”

“Yeah, we get it.”

They hugged me, enveloping me. So warm… I wanted to stay in it forever. It felt like a swamp of love, and I didn’t care if it swallowed me whole—feet, waist, neck, all of me.

“…No, that’s not right.”

“Huh?”

“Hayato-kun?”

Yeah, that’s not enough. Even if it started with me saving them, just receiving from them isn’t okay. That’s not equal. So I kept going.

“I can’t just keep taking. I can’t stand only being on the receiving end. I want to give you something too, do something for you.”

They’d probably say it’s not necessary. But I’ll say it again—that’s not good enough. Even if they’re trying to drown me in their love swamp, even if they just want me by their side!

“Like I told you outside, I’ll never make you sad. I won’t let you regret saying you like me. I’ll become a man you can rely on.”

“!?”

“…Ahh♪”

I grabbed their shoulders—gently, but firmly. They looked back at me straight on, their eyes giving me the final push.

“I want to support you both, protect you… Just taking isn’t enough. So I’ll care for you in every way I can.”

And so, I—

“I like you. Arisa, Aina—”

“Hayato-kun!”

“Hayato-kuuun!!”

“Huh!? Whoa!?”

Before I could savor saying it, they lunged at me. I braced myself, managing to hold their weight without toppling. Hugging me tight, their softness and warmth felt like a dream, and I added one last thing.

“…Stay with me forever… Don’t leave.”

“Yes. I’ll always be here.”

“Yeah. Always.”

“And I’ll support you too. I love you—Arisa, Aina.”

“…This is bad.”

“Yeah… my stomach’s all fluttery♪”

They hugged me even tighter. I probably can’t escape this warmth now. I don’t want them to leave, and unconsciously, I’ll keep reaching for it—catching them as they catch me.

(This feeling… it’s happiness.)

I’d drowned completely. I chose to sink into their deep, inescapable love.

“…Hey, Hayato-kun.”

“Yeah?”

“We knew it ourselves. This affection—it’s not normal. It’s got a bit of darkness to it.”

“Yeah… it’s almost obsessive, how much we love you. So…”

They kissed my cheeks with a soft chu, then beamed at me with full, radiant smiles.

“We’re gonna serve you tons from now on♪”

“And make lots of babies!”

“Yeah! …Wait, huh?”

Hold on, I nodded on reflex, but isn’t that a problem?

“Aina, I get your wish, but we’re still in high school… Hold off for a while, okay?”

“Aww, no fair!”

That exchange was a little risky, but I had one last thing to confirm.

“Uh… I ended up choosing both of you. You’re okay with that?”

“Huh? What’s wrong with that?”

“Is it… bad?”

Looks like there’s nothing to worry about.

Dear Mom and Dad, today I got my second-ever girlfriends.

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That night, Arisa and Aina stood on the balcony, gazing at the sky. They’d met Hayato because of that robbery, and just hours ago, their feelings had connected, binding them together. He’d already gone home, but they were too giddy to sleep.

“Aina, now I can finally serve Hayato-kun.”

“Yeah… and I… hehe♪”

Arisa pressed a hand to her cheek, exhaling hotly, while Aina’s face—imagining Hayato—turned into something no one else should see. But Aina had thoughts about Arisa too.

“Nee-san, I get wanting to devote yourself to him, but keep the ‘slave’ stuff in your head, okay?”

“I know. Saying it to him would be… But—”

“But?”

“‘I want to be your slave’—isn’t that a lovely phrase?”

“…Is it?”

“It’s like your ‘have your kids’ line, isn’t it?”

“Huh?”

Their love for Hayato was fierce, but what they sought diverged slightly. Arisa wanted to submit to him; Aina wanted his children. Different shapes of love, but thankfully, they both grasped its weight.

“Even heavy love depends on how you see it. We don’t want to chain him down—just want him to accept our love as it is.”

“Right. This is just the starting line. Let’s make sure he never regrets choosing us—support him fully, Aina.”

“Yeah!”

As Aina nodded, a breeze swept through. It only ruffled their hair, but December nights were cold.

“Brr! Nee-san’s room, now!”

“Why… Fine, come in.”

Aina barged in before permission, but to Arisa, she was just an adorable sister hyped about Hayato. Like before, they sat side by side on the bed. Aina spoke with a soft smile, reminiscing.

“But man, I never thought Hayato-kun would say stuff like that.”

“Yeah… Just thinking about it makes my heart race.”

His “I can’t just take” and firm resolve had pierced their hearts. Beyond the joy of his words, his actions outside had etched themselves deep too.

“That kid’s dad was a letdown—kinda expected, though. But I’d never hate Hayato-kun for being a guy. Still, hearing him try so hard to tell us that made me so happy.”

“Yeah. Honestly, I thought panicky Hayato-kun was cute at first. But then it turned into this overwhelming love—I was itching to hug him the whole time.”

Even fumbling, his desperate effort to convey his feelings was unbearably precious to them. Arisa had been disappointed by that father, but if that encounter drew out Hayato’s raw honesty, it wasn’t all bad.

“We told him—it started with that incident, and we fell for him. But it’s not fleeting. Learning more about him proved this isn’t fake.”

“Yep. Seeing his loneliness made us want to fill it, sure, but his character genuinely hooked us. I’m so glad we fell for him… Nothing’s wrong here♪”

Suspension bridge effect, heat of the moment, a shocking experience—it wasn’t normal. But their feelings were real, and becoming this close to Hayato was an undeniable truth.

“Aina, let’s love him tons starting tomorrow.”

“Yeah. Not just us giving—he’ll love us back.”

“Yes♪”

“Hehe♪”

Their pure, charming smiles could captivate anyone… but beneath that beauty lay an unusually heavy affection.

“Hayato-kun, I’ll serve you even more now.”

“Hayato-kun, we’ll love each other deeper. And… eek♪”

Happiness surely awaited him—but with these two, some wild times were guaranteed too.