After dinner had come to its end, and after a very animated talk with his parents, Haru had arrived in hell.
"W-what… happened to my room?!"
If he wasn't freaking out before, he most definitely was now.
His room was… it was...
… clean.
It was completely spotless. Nothing littered the floor, his study desk was cleared, his books were all shelved, and his nightstand was tidy.
… and therein lies the problem.
WHERE THE HELL WAS ALL HIS PORN...?!
"Do you like it, Husband?" Turning, he found a still beaming Tamamo. The expression had been practically glued to her face after she had more or less passed whatever test his mother put her through. "I took the liberty of cleaning your room. Isn't it wonderful?"
Haru was too stunned to say anything. He could have sworn he heard his heart shatter apart. How… how could this have happened? Was he actually being punished? What did he do? Become a pervert?! That could be said about nearly every male on the planet! What was everyone supposed to expect?!
"W-why...?" He found himself struggling to breathe. "Why did you… clean my room?"
"You won't need trash like this anymore, my dear husband! After all, you have little ol' me to serve your needs!"
Without warning, Tamamo closed the gap between them. Her disguise had been dropped, reverting to her blue kimono and animal-like features. A sultry smile had made itself known along with the sweet smell of honey and roses invading Haru's nostrils. Her ample chest was pressed up against his, making his inner pervert throw a fiesta. The firmness of her breasts rubbing up against his chest was beyond anything he could have ever experienced. Her arms snaked around his neck, noses touching. Her breath felt hot, sending delightful shivers down his neck.
"Now then, what shall we do, Haru-kun?" Tamamo asked, no longer using her pet name for him. Somehow, her voice had changed, matching her overall appearance and appeal. He found it hard to stare anywhere else. "Have some dessert? Perhaps a bath? Or maybe..." she giggled and leaned in, whispering in his ear.
"... you want me?"
Haru's brain short-circuited, unsure whether or not he heard that correctly. Was—was this real? Was this actually happening? He wasn't dreaming up some scene from one of his many eroge games, right? No, couldn't be! This was far too real! She was actually offering!
I… I…!
His senses failed and overloaded. The stimulation, the sexiness… it was too much!
Haru's eyes promptly rolled to the back of his head, blood spewing from his nose like a geyser and falling unconscious, leaning back. Tamamo blinked. "Eh? E-eh?! Husband?!"
She rushed over to his side in concern. His vision was blurry. His world is fading to black. Her cries were fading away.
Damn… I really am in Heaven…
"The morning had been rather interesting for Haru. Then again, one could really say that about yesterday as well, but for overall entirely different reasons and whatnot. He knew he had passed out when Tamamo had pressed him straight to the edge, reciting a famous line from any of his eroge games, but he surely expected to find her sleeping next to him when he woke up in bed. At first, he thought it was all a strange dream. Then he smelled something very delicious coming from downstairs.
Then he found heaven once again.
"N-Nude Apron...!"
Standing by the stove was Tamamo… wearing nothing but a frilly pink apron. Was… was he dreaming again?
"Ohayo, darling," Tamamo greeted, looking over her shoulder with a smile. "Breakfast will be ready soon!"
Haru could only dumbly nod. His eyes drifted to her exposed back, admiring her slender form laid naked for all to see before becoming glued to her buxom exterior. He found it difficult to breathe. Tamamo truly was a hazard to his health. He was a pervert, perhaps even a hardcore pervert, but goddammit, this couldn't be healthy whatsoever. Didn't she realize she was even doing to him?
Blood was rushing to two places in his body. His little man was stiffening while a stream of blood poured from his nose in arousal. Stiffly, almost rigidly, he sat down at the table, trying to keep himself as composed as possible while wiping away the blood from his nose.
Was this… how his life was going to be like from now on? With Tamamo as his self-proclaimed wife? No, that didn't sound right. It definitely felt more like they really were husband and wife. Even still, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. The whole situation felt unnatural to him. Most women he encountered hated his guts. It was so strange just to have one clinging to him like this. He wasn't going to complain, though. It was definitely awesome. It was like he was living out a dream! He just… wasn't quite used to a girl being so willing to be with him.
Then again, most girls weren't actually living youkai, much less the incarnation of a sun goddess. Once again, Haru found himself reliving what happened yesterday.
"Just what the hell was Yuma-chan?"
"Did you say something, darling?"
"N-no, it's nothing." Haru told her. "I'm just… still processing what happened yesterday, what with Yuma-chan trying to kill me and all."
"Oh, don't worry about that old hag." Tamamo puffed her cheeks. "As long as I am here there is no reason to worry about her, darling."
Her words were reassuring, but he still couldn't help but feel worried. What if Yuma came back and tried to kill him again? Why was she even after him? There was so much he didn't understand.
Maybe I'm just overthinking everything. Haru thought, sighing. I should just focus on school for now.
"By the way, Husband."
"You know, you don't have to keep calling me 'husband' or darling." Haru told her, smiling a bit. "Just call me Haru."
Tamamo's cheeks burned, looking scandalized. "E-eh?! A-are you sure?"
"Of course I am."
"V-Very well, then." Tamamo giggled madly, a heavy blush on her face. Was he truly telling her to call him by his name? Her heart danced in delight. "T-Teeheehee..."
"So, what did you want to ask, Tama-chan?"
That snapped her out of her daydreams. "O-oh, right. I'm hoping you'd indulge this wife's selfishness."
"Um… sure. What is it?"
"May I see what Kuoh Academy is like?"
"... huh?"
"HUH?!"