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Chapter 157-158 – Reverse – 1 [R-18]
[MC POV]
What are the advantages of becoming a pretty boy?
Is it having a handsome face?
Is it being loved by people?
In my opinion, those are all secondary. The real advantage is…
"Y-you're really Takuya?!"
"Yes, I'm really Takuya."
"Oh my! You're so cute!"
"I know, right?"
It was that pretty people can touch me without any hesitation.
Of course, the downside is becoming the beloved doll of those pretty people.
'So, why am I saying all this?'
"Wow! It suits you so well!"
Because I was currently in my mom's beloved doll state—or more accurately, her dress-up doll.
'How many frills are there…?'
I grumbled inwardly while wearing a pink dress decorated with countless white frills.
Well, I didn't really have any aversion to cross-dressing. The era I lived in was a more open-minded world when it came to that kind of thing. Besides, since I was pretty, I couldn't deny that it actually suited me quite well.
'Ugh, this is uncomfortable.'
Even so, I couldn't help feeling awkward because of the strange emptiness below.
Anyway, after being dressed up as a beloved doll for a while—
'This is insane. How many clothes are there?!'
I was horrified as Ayaka kept pulling out more and more girl's clothes from somewhere. But she continued dressing me up relentlessly, as if she didn't care at all. After a few hours—
"Ah! It's about time to start cooking!"
"Please, just make food quickly…"
Ayaka happily finished dressing me up and went to cook with an even brighter smile.
I could only slump down in exhaustion as I watched her leave. Then, Yuka looked at me with a teasing smile.
"Are you okay?"
Her expression was clearly full of laughter, but I decided not to let it bother me. Worrying about that wouldn't be cool anyway.
"Well, I'm fine…"
After answering, I looked at her and asked, "So, what happened?"
Yuka tilted her head, as if asking what I meant, so I explained.
"No. Ayaka is acting like it's completely normal—like she knows this is Takuya. How did that happen?"
Yuka thought for a moment before replying.
"Hmm… I'm not sure."
"Huh?"
I looked at her blankly, and she quickly added, "As far as I know, Ayaka definitely didn't know your body would change."
"But she's acting so nonchalantly?"
"Exactly. That's what I don't understand either."
"Hmm…"
"Ah, it's true!"
"Okay, I understand."
I looked at Yuka suspiciously for a moment before turning my gaze away. After that, I decided to change the topic.
"So, how am I supposed to go to college now?"
"College is… Well, what I'm thinking is a scenario where you're like this because of a mysterious illness…"
"A mysterious illness?"
"Yeah."
Hearing that, I couldn't help making a face that said, "Are you serious?" But Yuka's expression was so serious that I ended up closing my mouth.
It seemed like I would have to rely on the power of hypnosis again.
…
…
Unfortunately, today was a holiday, so I couldn't put the plan into action right away. Instead, I planned to just laze around at home, but—
"Huh? H-Haruka?!"
I suddenly received a call from Haruka.
That's right. It was that Haruka.
Haruka had called me, and I couldn't help but panic a little.
Well, obviously, that was because—
'I haven't contacted her once since I had sex with Miharu-san.'
Yes, I hadn't reached out to her even once since that incident with Miharu-san.
I was flustered by the unexpected call. I took a deep breath, composed myself, and pressed the receive button.
"Ah, hello?"
Fortunately, even though my body had become younger, my vocal cords hadn't changed, so Haruka immediately recognized my voice.
[Hello. Takuya?]
"Ah, yeah. Haruka."
I tried to sound calm, but the moment I heard her voice, I couldn't help but feel a little downhearted.
No—honestly, anyone would feel that way if they were caught up in the kind of situation I was in.
While I was thinking that, Haruka spoke again.
[Have you been doing well?]
I couldn't bring myself to answer "yes."
If she saw me right now, she would instantly know that I wasn't doing well at all.
"Honestly, I haven't been doing well."
I had been worried about Haruka and Miharu-san, and on top of that, my body had completely changed. So yeah, I wasn't exactly fine.
After I admitted that to her—
[Really?]
Her tone carried a hint of surprise.
Well, what did she expect? After all that happened, did she really think I'd be living happily and eating well?
'I haven't been doing well.'
Ignoring her surprised reaction, I asked, "Then, how about you, Haruka? Have you been doing well?"
She stayed quiet for a moment before finally replying.
[I've been doing well. I've been talking a lot with my mom.]
'So, the misunderstanding was resolved.'
While I was thinking that, Haruka continued,
[In that sense, Takuya, please come to my house once.]
"To your house?"
[Yeah, there's something I really want to say.]
"Okay."
No matter what, I was responsible for all of this. Taking action was part of that responsibility. So, I answered Haruka without hesitation. I also made sure to explain the changes to my body.
After I finished saying what I needed to, Haruka told me the time I should come to her house tomorrow, and then we ended the call.
After hanging up, I spent the rest of the day worrying about what to wear since none of my clothes fit my new body.
The next day, at the appointed time, I arrived at her house, hesitating about whether to knock or just go in.
[Just come in and go to the room inside.]
It was a text from Haruka on my flip phone. Thinking it was fine to enter, I opened the front door and headed to the room she mentioned.
[R-really, do we have to do this?]
[Yeah. Takuya likes this kind of thing.]
[Ah, even so, isn't it not appropriate for my age…]
[Shut up, Mom.]
When I reached the door, I could hear Haruka and Miharu-san arguing.
Fortunately, they weren't actually fighting, just bickering. It reassured me that their relationship wasn't bad.
Feeling a little relieved, I knocked on the door.
Knock!
Knock!
"May I come in?"
[Yeah. Come in.]
[H-Haruka, wait a minute!]
[Come in.]
Their opinions clashed for a moment, but in the end, Miharu-san seemed to give in to Haruka's strong voice.
I entered the room, expecting Miharu-san and Haruka to be sitting together, waiting for me politely. But what I saw was…
"Boing~ Boing~"
"B-boing… Boing~"
Miharu-san and Haruka were both wearing reverse bunny girl outfits. It was clearly meant to welcome me in a lewd way.
"Haruka?! And could that be Miharu-san?!"
"Hi."
"Uuuu…"
I couldn't speak and just gaped at the sight. Then, Haruka, noticing my reaction, approached me.
"I prepared this because you said you liked it. How is it?"
I was speechless for a moment, but then I managed to say the only thing that came to mind.
"You're the best…"
"Hehe."
Haruka gave a subtly smug smile at my words, while Miharu-san was still blushing. She was making cute little moans of embarrassment.
…
…
[POV Change]
At first, Haruka felt a twinge of anger when she saw her mom and Takuya together.
It wasn't because her prince was involved with her mom.
'How dare they do that without me!'
Her frustration came simply from being left out. They were being intimate without her.
Other than that, she didn't feel any real anger. Instead, curiosity mixed with fascination.
To be precise…
'Was Mom actually interested in this kind of thing?'
She watched her mom, Miharu, panting and flushed, someone who always pretended not to know anything about such matters. Her interest grew, and she asked directly.
"Mom, do you like Takuya?"
"N-no. That time was for you…"
Haruka wasn't skilled at reading other people's feelings, but the expression she saw on her mom's face told her something. Miharu had looked genuinely happy.
She also understood, at least vaguely, the joy a woman—or any female—felt when treated in such a way.
So she shook her head at her mom's words and pressed further.
"You actually liked it too, didn't you?"
"T-that's…"
"Isn't it?"
"…That's right."
In the end, Miharu admitted that she had enjoyed having rough sex when Haruka questioned her. Watching her mom's ears and cheeks turn bright red with embarrassment, Haruka thought, 'She must have really liked it.'
Ignoring her reaction, Haruka continued, "Then, let's seduce Takuya together."
"H-huh?"
Miharu froze in surprise. She was caught off guard.
'Seduce Takuya? What was Haruka saying?'
For a moment, her face showed complete confusion. But Haruka already knew.
She knew that Takuya's relationships with women were far from simple, and she understood what needed to be done for her mom to receive his love in this complicated situation.
The plan Haruka proposed for Miharu to be loved was dizzying just to think about.
A double reverse bunny girl mother-daughter oyakodon.