Chapter 16

I cleaned up the spot where the Barabari Coat Woman had left, then settled back into the quiet nighttime convenience store. As I killed time wondering what the identity of that perverted flasher might be, a few morning customers trickled in, and before I knew it, my shift was over.

"Good work~."

"You too, Manager!"

The Convenience Store Manager came in with a refreshed expression, and we exchanged greetings before I headed back to my one-room apartment.

"Hmm. Afternoon delivery, huh?"

The mattress and other stuff I'd bought yesterday were apparently coming in the afternoon. I crashed out for a bit and woke up.

"Yawn. Let's see if the packages arrived."

I opened the door, and there they were—big boxes stacked up. I dragged them inside one by one, unrolled the mattress, laid out the blanket. Kitchen, living room, bathroom. Still minimalist, but way more cluttered than the bare-bones nothing I had before. Everything I needed was there now.

"Phew. Feels satisfying."

I rolled my shoulders, tossed the empty boxes and packing materials, and was about to head back upstairs when—

"What do I do with this... If I call right away, she'll think I only swapped numbers to make her do stuff like this..."

Someone was pacing in front of my one-room door. A pretty large package box sat at their feet as they hemmed and hawed, back and forth.

"...No, I'll ask for help next time. Today I'll do it myself. Hng! Urgh! It's too heav—!"

"Landlady?"

It was the Landlady, fumbling with the box she'd set down in front of the door.

And then—

"Ah! You from the third floor... Urgh! Eek!"

"Whoa! You okay?!"

"Y-yeah~ Thanks~."

She startled at my voice while lifting it, lost her balance, and tumbled right into my arms. Poof. Her voluptuous body pressed against me. How to describe it? It wasn't like I hugged her first, but it felt like I had. Her soft warmth burrowed into every nook of my body.

"Mm..."

"Oh my~!"

Honestly, part of me wanted to yell era moshi rella! Mature lady event! and squeeze her tight. But I held back and looked at her. Her cheeks were a bit flushed as she hurriedly pulled away from my embrace.

"Oh dear~ Sorry~."

She placed a hand on her cheek and apologized. I waved it off.

"No problem. Felt pretty nice for me, actually. Anyway, you could've called if you needed help."

"Even so~ Calling right after swapping numbers makes it seem like that's why I asked for it..."

"Nah, that's exactly why we swapped numbers. Here, give it to me. I'll carry it."

I took the package box from her.

And—

"...Hmm! This thing's pretty heavy."

"Haha... Guess my husband ordered a lot~."

Heavier than expected. Surprised, I glanced down, and with ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a rip, the box tore open a bit. What the hell, skimping on packing for something this heavy...

"...Huh? Number-boosting pills?"

The contents peeking out looked suspicious. I looked at the Landlady in shock, and she averted her eyes with a flustered expression.

"Well, there's a bit of a story behind it~."

"What kind of story?"

"Actually..."

As we climbed the stairs, I heard the Landlady's tale.

"My husband, you see..."

She said she and her husband had been on incredibly good terms in every way. Devoted to each other through thick and thin. She still wore her wedding ring, after all. Naturally, they'd had no hesitation about reducing their impregnation numbers for each other.

"Sounds like something people would envy."

"Of course~ We loved each other~."

Up until she was young, their marriage had been problem-free. The issue arose when she became a ripe, mature wife.

"I still had numbers left... but he didn't anymore..."

Her husband's impregnation number had hit 0, but hers were still there. Normally, they'd have found a way to resolve hers—like getting pregnant by another man.

"No way! Absolutely not!"

But her husband had vehemently refused.

"If need be... I'll die to erase your numbers!"

"Honey, you can't...!"

Of course, she couldn't accept him dying. In the end, she tried ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to accept her fate, but...

"No! There has to be a way!"

Her husband wouldn't. That's how he got hooked on all sorts of bizarre methods to increase a man's impregnation numbers—machines, drugs, you name it.

"He got scammed a ton. Weird therapies, machines, and now pills like this..."

But none worked. She knew they were all scams but couldn't bring herself to stop him. She couldn't bear to crush his earnest search.

"So his number's still..."

"Zero. And from then until now, years later... we haven't had sex once."

"Why no sex?"

"In case of an accident that costs him his life..."

They'd even gone sexless since then.

"Oh dear, what am I saying... Guess the stress made me blurt it out. Sorry."

"No, it's fine. Seriously. If there's ever anything hard to talk about with others, tell me anytime. I'll carry any load or listen to any story on the way up."

"...Thanks."

Chatting like that, we reached the top floor, right in front of her door.

"Oh, we're here already."

"Here you go."

"Thank you. If there's a chance, can I ask you again next time?"

"Of course."

I said goodbye to the Landlady and returned to my one-room. Now with a mattress and other minimalist touches. Whee. I flopped onto the mattress.

"Rest ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a bit, then off to the night shift at the convenience store."

I took a short break.

Time passed, and back to the nighttime convenience store. A few sparse customers came and went. I went to sit in the chair, and there was a note stuck to it.

"What's this one say?"

"Huh?"

I tilted my head at what seemed like some ghost story scribble when—

Ding~ The convenience store door opened, followed by the click-clack of high heels. The perverted Barabari Coat Woman stepped inside.

Huff huff. She approached me, breathing heavily. As she got closer, unlike before, I heard a buuuzz—buzzing vibration from her.

Am I overthinking it? Feels like I'm gonna get hard.

The perverted Barabari Coat Woman huffed and puffed. I stood there breathing deeply, gripping the note tight in my hand. At the same time, I recalled all the previous notes.

1. Answer questions without dodging.

2. Don't give the same answer.

3. Don't get erect.

As I reviewed them, the Barabari Coat Woman reached the counter. And asked,

"Do you like two popping pop candies~? Or the squirming squirmy jelly~?"

Hearing the question, I sighed inwardly in relief. I'd been worrying how to avoid repeating my answer, but the question itself had changed. Just as I was about to reply without thinking—

Wait a sec.

Suddenly, I remembered what this Barabari Coat Woman had said last time before leaving.

—Next time, new items, same question~.

New items, same question?

I looked at the Barabari Coat Woman. She grinned wide with her eyes, shrugging her shoulders. Eyes full of expectation. But I realized—there was slyness in that gaze! It was a trap!

I recalled her question again. Thinking about it, the items were different, sure, but the question wasn't much changed. Which meant—

Just like before, and like I'd been thinking until now—picking one wasn't the way!

So...

I need a different answer from last time...!

After agonizing, I settled on one.

"I like both."

"Eh~?"

Pick both! I like 'em both!

Then—

"Oh my~ So greedy~."

The Barabari Coat Woman stared at me intently. I swallowed hard. Wrong? Or right? As I gauged her reaction—

"But I like greedy guys~."

The perverted Barabari Coat Woman flung her jacket wide open. Revealing her voluptuous naked body. And attached to her naughty bits...

Bzzz—.

Vibrator and dildo?

A pink round vibrator buzzed on her nipple, taped in place. In her pussy, a long dildo wriggled back and forth, side to side.

I looked up, and there she was—hands clasped behind her head, legs spread wide—yelling at me.

"Take both~."

I steeled myself, stepped from behind the counter, and approached the pervert. The buzzing vibrator. Those massive tits. I grabbed them tight.

"Nghii!"

Squish squish. Kneading her ample breasts, I gripped the buzzing vibe and ripped off the tape with a tear.

"Ohoht!"

She jolted, her tits jiggling. I couldn't resist and latched on with my mouth. Suck suck.

"Hoht! Hooht!"

She twisted her body. I slurped at her huge nipple. Meanwhile, the dildo in her pussy caught my eye. My hand naturally went for it.

"Pull the dildo too, the dildo... Ohook!"

I grabbed it and thrust—plunge plunge. Wildly.

"Ohoht! Hooht!"

She shook her hips like she'd been waiting. I pounded the dildo until my arm went numb.

"Ohooook!"

Then yanked it out. Ohht, ohoht. She bucked her hips uncontrollably back and forth. And the dildo in my hand ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠flopped like a fish. Pussy juice dripping down it. Haah, staring at it with heated eyes— that's when suddenly, the Barabari Coat Woman reached for my pants. Groped my dick without hesitation.

"You're erect~?"

She grinned at me mischievously.