Chapter 30: It Doesn’t Really Matter, But If I Ever Get Married, I’ll Be Nishino Ka…

After getting out of the hot spring, we put on our yukata and returned to our room. Then we feasted on a luxurious meal.

"This is so good."

"Eromi, stop wearing your yukata so loose, nya. You’re not wearing anything underneath, so it’s flashing everywhere, nya."

Nyako, who was sitting beside me, complained.

"Want me to do a body sushi platter?"

"Alright! Lie down right there, nya. I’ll make you a steamed teapot platter, nya."

"Isn’t that hot? I don’t like pain or heat, you know?"

Kana-chan wouldn’t actually go that far. At most, she’d just spank my butt.

"Don’t play with your food."

"Yeah, seriously. It’s too good to waste."

Shachou and Chihirochi chimed in with their own disapproving remarks.

So much complaining…

"Sorry, sorry. Anyway, you all look great in your yukata."

Though honestly, every one of them was wearing something underneath.

"Come to think of it, didn’t you say before that your favorite cosplay was yukata?"

"Ah, I was imagining the kind people wear at summer festivals, but yeah, this counts too."

"Which one do you mean, nya?" Nyako asked.

"I like both. Maybe next year, I’ll go watch fireworks with Kana-chan."

"Well then, I wonder if you’ll be wearing a yukata at that time or not."

Good question. If I’m back to being a guy, I wouldn’t. But if I stay like this, I probably will.

"I’ve been thinking… if I don’t change back before graduating high school, I’ll probably stay a girl for life," Chihirochi said quietly while eating sashimi.

"That’s kind of a turning point for you, huh?"

"Yeah. But I think I’ve come to terms with it. At least I don’t feel like I’m alone anymore."

Because we’re all here… huh.

"Nyako, what about you?"

"Tama doesn’t care much about gender to begin with, nya. Either way’s fine, nya."

I figured as much.

"What about you, Shachou?"

"I’m a bachelor by nature. My work isn’t affected, and if someone told me I’d stay this way, I’d probably just accept it. Of course, I do want to go back, but still…"

When Shachou said that, the three of them turned their eyes toward me.

"I want to go back. I want to marry Kana-chan."

Besides, I can’t even ✕✕✕✕, and my periods are terrible.

"I see… well, maybe we should start taking this seriously then."

"Let’s do that, nya."

"Time to think things through, huh."

They’re good people. But wait—does that mean none of us had actually thought about this seriously until now? Well, whatever.

"Thanks, everyone."

"Yeah, yeah."

"It’s mutual. We all want to change back if we can."

"By the way, Eromi, you said you want to marry her, but is it really that serious, nya? You two have only been dating for six months, right?"

Nyako asked.

"That doesn’t matter. It’s fate. Destiny!"

"You really like big boobs that much, nya? Or maybe you just want a master, nya?"

Master? What the hell. Am I a dog or something?

"Be serious for a second… I’ve never had a girlfriend before. Never even been close with a girl, really. I don’t have any particular hobbies either, and Kana-chan’s the only girl in my workplace. Basically, I’ve got no chance to meet anyone else. Then out of nowhere, this cute, busty, sweet girl who cooks, takes care of me, and is totally down for… you know—she becomes my girlfriend. I can say with confidence: there’s no one better than her in my life."

Absolutely no one. She’s a little bit of an S, but she’s seriously amazing.

"Well, nya..."

"Yeah..."

"That’s true..."

See? Told you.

"And she actually likes me, you know? At this point, the only logical next step is marriage! I just need to get our names on the registry before Kana-chan comes to her senses—and then get her pregnant!"

The order doesn’t really matter. Either way, I’m never letting her go. That busty little angel is mine!

"…For someone who only ever thinks about himself, I’m kind of impressed, nya."

"…You’re a terrible man, in the purest sense."

"…She’s clearly a trained masochist, but also kind of cunning—no, self-centered, really. I guess that’s the depravity at the core of Eromi-neesan’s soul."

Who are you calling depraved!?

"You clueless virgins! Marriage is eighty percent calculation! I don’t care if I end up as her ATM or her obedient masochist servant—what matters is claiming those boobs!"

They’re huge, yet firm and soft at the same time!
Besides, we’re practically living together already.
A life without Kana-chan is unbearable.

"Ah, right, nya."

"Do your best."

"If both of you are happy, that’s all that matters, right?"

Huh?

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you’re totally trained, nya…"

"Yeah, you’re completely brainwashed…"

"She’s got you wrapped around her finger with that perfect mix of sweet and strict…"

Shut up! I know!
My body can’t even function anymore without her cooking, dishes, or cleaning!