The Housekeeper Onee-San Became My Personal Maid. Doesn’t That Mean, She Is Already My Wife?

ty, and you have, um, … big breasts.”

 

“Hey, naughty boy.”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

“… Well, if I do say so myself, I’ve gotten a lot of confessions.”

 

“Oh, I knew it.
Were there any cool guys?”

 

“There were a few, but … I just didn’t feel like it, you know?”

 

“Is that how it is?”

 

“Yeah.
But now, at my age, I’ve finally found … my first love.”

 

Kanako glanced at me again, looking up at me.

 

I wasn’t sure if it was because of the alcohol that she had been drinking, but it made her look more alluring.

 

“… Oh, I’m just a little boy.”

 

“A handsome little boy ♡.”

 

“Are you drunk, Kanako-san?”

 

“Yeah, just a little bit.
….”

 

I put the cup down with a clink.

 

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“Hey, Touma-kun.
Like I said before, can you give me a shoulder massage?”

 

“What? Well, sure.”

 

“I’m sorry, I just feel stiff.”

 

“Oh~ …”

 

As I moved closer to Kanako’s back, I once again realized…

 

Rather than looking at her from the front, her breasts from this angle, slightly overhead, were… very impressive.

 

I mean, one could almost see a little cleavage through the gap …

 

“Touma-kun?”

 

“‘Oh, sorry.
I’m supposed to massage it, right?”

 

“Yes.
And I’d like you to rub it, too.”

 

“Rubbing?!”

 

“Yeah.
Can you … rub the base of my shoulder?”

 

“Oh, … yes.”

 

“Fufufu~, what did you imagine?”

 

“No, it’s more like … an overwhelming reality right in front of your eyes.”

 

“Hey, who’s Mt.
Fuji?”

 

“You’re drunk, aren’t you, Kanako-san?”

 

“I’m drunk with you.”

 

“… You’re a guilty sister.”

 

“Am I gonna get arrested?”

 

“… No, I’m just as guilty as you.”

 

“That’s my future husband.
I mean, you’re my husband now, aren’t you?”

 

“Oh, um, …”

 

“What, after stirring up my feelings so much, you’re just going to throw it away? Is it because I’m too old?” (TLN: I’ll take care of you.
Come to me, I need you.)

 

“Like I said, Kanako-san is still young.
… I’m rather worried that I’ll be the one who gets dumped.”

 

“The feeling is mutual.
… Then let’s touch each other slowly and warmly.”

 

Kanako-san’s fingertips touched my cheek.

 

I was tingling, but in a good way.

 

She whispered, “Oh, by the way, you haven’t had your bath yet, have you?”

 

“Uh-huh.
Do you want me to heat it up for you?”

 

“I’ve been drinking.”

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“Oh, well, …”

 

“But I’m a girl and I’m under the roof with the man I love, so I want to be in there.”

 

“I see.
That’s right.”

 

“So, why don’t you come in with me?” (TLN: DONT U DARE DECLINE.)

 

“Ah, yes, yes …, e-eh?”

 

Kanako-san smiled mischievously in front of my flustered eyes.

 

“You’re drunk, aren’t you?”

 

“Yes, I am.
So you can do whatever you want with me now, okay?”

 

“No, I won’t do anything to someone in that state.”

 

“You’re a gentleman.
I’m falling more and more in love with you.”

 

“Kanako-san, drink some water.”

 

I tried to stand up, but…

 

“Can I have that one right there?”

 

“Oh, that’s mine …”

 

And before I could stop her.

 

Kanako-san took the cup I had sipped from and brought it straight to her mouth and drank.

 

“… Puha~.
Touma and I had an indirect kiss.”

 

“Oh, you’re calling me that?”

 

“No? Isn’t that nice sometimes?”

 

“Yeah, well, …”

 

“You can call me that, too.”

 

“No, that’s …”

 

“Please, just once.”

 

“… Kanako…-san”

 

“You chicken.”

 

“Gufu~~” (TLN: This is raw just some sound.
)

 

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding.
I’m sure Touma-kun will be a reliable boy in times of need, so … take care of me properly, okay?”

 

“I’ll do my best.”

 

“I’m counting on you, Dan’na-sama~” (TLN: Dan’na-sama= Husband)

 

I was already knocked down by Kanako’s charm.

 

Footnotes

It is a slang for lighter drink for women but we decided to stick with it to connect with the next line.