episode_0080

Having a good face? Being loved by people?

In my opinion, these are all secondary. The real advantage is…

“T-Takuya, for real?!” “Yes, it’s really Takuya.” “Oh my! He’s so cute!” “I know, right?”

It’s that beautiful people can touch me without any hesitation.

Of course, the downside is becoming their comfort doll.

So why am I saying this?

“Wow! It looks so good on you!”

Because right now, I’m in the state of being Mom’s comfort doll—more precisely, a dressing-up doll.

‘Just how many frills are there…’

I grumbled internally as I wore a pink dress with a ton of long, white frills.

Well, I didn’t really have any aversion to cross-dressing. The era I lived in was more open-minded in that regard. Besides, since I looked pretty, I actually felt like it suited me quite well.

‘Ugh, it’s uncomfortable.’

Regardless, the awkward feeling of emptiness below was unavoidable.

Anyway, after being dressed in various outfits as a comfort doll for a while.

‘This is insane, how many clothes does she even have?!’

I was horrified by Ayaka’s mom, who kept pulling out more girls’ clothes from somewhere, but Ayaka’s mom continued to relentlessly dress me, as if it didn’t matter.

After several hours passed.

“Ah! It’s almost time to make dinner!” “Please, hurry with dinner…”

Ayaka’s mom, who had joyfully finished dressing me, went off to make dinner with a noticeably brighter smile than before, and I slumped my body in response.

Yuka’s mom, seeing me like that, smiled and said to me.

“Are you okay?”

Her expression was clearly full of laughter, but I decided not to mind it. It wasn’t very cool to care about that kind of thing.

“Well, I’m okay…”

Anyway, after answering, I asked.

“So what happened?”

At my question, Yuka’s mom made a face as if asking what I meant, and I clarified.

“No. Ayaka’s mom is acting as if it’s natural, as if this current appearance is Takuya. How did that happen?”

Yuka’s mom pondered for a moment before answering.

“Hmm… I don’t know?”

Eh?

As I looked at her with a ‘what do you mean’ expression, Yuka’s mom quickly explained.

“As far as I know, Ayaka definitely didn’t know your body changes.”

“But she’s acting so nonchalantly?” “Exactly. That’s what I don’t know.”

“Hmm…” “Ah, it’s true!” “Alright, I get it for now.”

I looked at Yuka’s mom with suspicion for a moment before dropping my gaze. Then I changed the subject and asked.

“So how am I going to attend school now?”

“School, hmm… What I’m thinking is a scenario where you become like this due to a mysterious illness…”

“A mysterious illness?” “Yeah.”

Upon hearing that, I briefly wore a ‘are you serious’ expression, but seeing Yuka’s mom’s utterly serious face, I couldn’t help but keep my mouth shut.

It seemed I would have to borrow the power of hypnosis.

***

Unfortunately, it was a holiday today, so I couldn’t put the plan into action immediately. Instead, I was going to laze around at home, but…

“Huh? H-Haruka?!”

A call came from Haruka. Yes, it was *that* Haruka we know. Why was I so flustered by Haruka’s call, you ask? Well, of course…

‘I haven’t contacted Ms. Miharu since that incident.’

It was because I hadn’t contacted her once since that incident with Ms. Miharu. I was flustered for a moment by Haruka’s call, but then I composed myself and pressed the talk button.

“Ah, hello?”

Fortunately, even though my body had gotten younger, my vocal cords hadn’t changed, so Haruka immediately recognized my voice.

[Hello? Takuya?] “Ah, yeah. Haruka.”

I had composed myself, but hearing Haruka’s voice, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness. No, honestly, anyone caught in that situation would feel the same way.

While I was thinking this, Haruka spoke.

[Have you been doing well?]

At her words, I couldn’t bring myself to answer yes. If she saw my actual appearance… she’d know I wasn’t doing well.

“Honestly, I haven’t been doing well.”

Both Haruka and Ms. Miharu were on my mind, and even if my body was just injured, that’s one thing, but it completely changed, so… As I told Haruka that I hadn’t been doing well…

[Really?]

Her tone sounded surprised. Well, after what happened, did she really think I’d be eating well and living happily?

‘I *had* been doing well though.’

Anyway, pushing aside Haruka’s surprised voice, I asked.

“Then, Haruka, have you been doing well?”

At my question, Haruka was silent for a moment before speaking.

[I’m doing well. I’ve talked a lot with Mom.]

‘So the misunderstanding has been cleared up.’

As I thought this internally, Haruka spoke.

[In that sense, Takuya, please come to our house sometime.]

“To your house?” [Yes, there’s something I really want to tell you.]

“Alright.”

No matter what I say, all of this is my responsibility. Therefore, it was up to me to take responsibility and act. So I answered without hesitation. Oh, and I didn’t forget to explain my changed body.

Anyway, after I finished speaking, Haruka told me what time to come to her house tomorrow, and then we ended the call. After the call ended, I spent the day agonizing over what to wear tomorrow (since I had no fitting clothes).

The next day, at the appointed time.

As I arrived at the house and was wondering whether to knock or just go in.

[Just come in and come to the room inside.]

Seeing the text Haruka sent on my flip phone, I thought, *I guess I can just go in*, and opened the front door, heading towards the room inside.

[D-do we really have to do this?] [Yes. Takuya likes this kind of thing.] [N-no matter how much, isn’t it unfitting for our age…] [Quiet, Mom.]

Upon arriving in front of the inner room, I heard Haruka and Ms. Miharu bickering. Fortunately, they weren’t really fighting, just squabbling, so I was sure their relationship wasn’t bad. Feeling relieved, I knocked on the door where Ms. Miharu and Haruka were.

—Knock knock.

“May I come in?”

[Yes. Come in.] [H-Haruka, wait a moment!] [Come in.]

Their opinions briefly differed, but eventually, Ms. Miharu seemed to yield to Haruka’s firm voice. Anyway, as I entered the room, I had a vague imagination that Ms. Miharu and Haruka would simply be sitting there, welcoming me.

But what met my eyes was this:

“Pop, pop.” “P-pop…pop.”

Ms. Miharu and Haruka were there, greeting me in reverse bunny girl outfits.

“Haruka?! And Ms. Miharu, no way?!” “Hello.” “Ooooh…”

At that sight, I could only gape, unable to say anything. Haruka, who had been watching my reaction, approached me and said.

“I prepared it because you said you liked it, Takuya. How is it?”

At her words, I was speechless for a moment, but then I collected myself and said just one thing.

“You’re the best…”

She chuckled softly.

At my words, Haruka showed a subtly smug expression, and Ms. Miharu, still embarrassed, just let out cute whimpers with a reddened face.

***

At first, Haruka felt a slight anger when she saw her mother and Takuya having sex. It wasn’t because her prince was having an affair with her mother.

‘How dare they do that without me!’

It was simply because they had sex without her. Other than that, there was nothing to be angry about. Instead, the feeling Haruka had, excluding that, was more curiosity than anger.

More precisely.

‘Was Mom interested in this kind of thing too?’

She was intrigued by her mother Miharu’s gasping appearance, who had always acted as if she knew nothing about such things.

So she asked bluntly.

“Mom, do you like Takuya?”

“N-no. Back then, that was for you…”

Haruka couldn’t accurately gauge others’ emotions, but at least her mother, whom she had seen then, genuinely looked happy. Besides, she herself knew. The joy of a woman, no, a female, being treated as such. Therefore, she denied her mother’s words and said.

“You actually enjoyed it too, didn’t you, Mom?”

“Th-that…” “Didn’t you?” “…Yes.”

Ultimately, under Haruka’s relentless questioning, Miharu also admitted that she had enjoyed it at the time. Seeing Miharu, whose ears and cheeks were red with embarrassment as she spoke, Haruka thought.

‘She must have really enjoyed it.’

Anyway, putting her mother’s expression aside, Haruka said.

“Then let’s try to seduce Takuya together.”

“U-umm?”

Suddenly, trying to seduce Takuya, what did that mean?! At Haruka’s words, Miharu looked confused for a moment, but Haruka knew. Takuya’s relationships with women were definitely not just one or two. And she also knew what her mother had to do to receive Takuya’s love within this web of relationships.

So, what Haruka did to help Miharu be loved was the dizzying “Double Reverse Bunny Girl Mother-Daughter Overlap.”