Chapter 61
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 61
Chapter Title: The Secret Not Captured on Video (1)
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After entering the factory completely naked, I first laid Yui down on the bed in the break room.
While I did that, I got dressed and gave the two of them some drinks.
Of course, these were perfectly normal drinks this time.
Yuki Onna must have been thirsty, because she took a big gulp and said,
"Haa... Alright, Takuya, I get that you took Yui's virginity. But what the hell happened with Mom?"
I hadn't explained anything yet. I was curious why, in Yuki Onna's mind, me sleeping with Yui was already a given, but I wasn't so clueless as to ask that question in a situation like this.
"Well..."
Instead, I gave a simple explanation of how we'd ended up like this.
"So, you're saying you accidentally gave both of us that drink you meant for yourself?"
"That's the conclusion, yeah?"
Yuki Onna gave me a look of contempt before sighing in resignation.
"Fine... I shouldn't have recommended my family to a guy like you."
While Yuki Onna sat there wallowing in regret by herself,
"Hm~ But Mom, it felt pretty good after so long?"
Fubuki-san, sipping on a fresh drink from the side, dropped a bombshell no one saw coming.
"M-Mom?! What do you mean..."
"No, your dad? Ever since he lost his job, he's just been lying around watching TV all day, not touching me at night, and packing on the gut. I was already thinking about divorcing him."
It was a pretty intense remark, too.
As Fubuki-san's sudden family bombshell scrambled my brain, Yuki Onna—looking even more confused than me—demanded an explanation from her mom.
"N-No way! You and Dad love each other!!"
"I still love him~ But he seems like his feelings have cooled off~"
Fubuki-san's words sounded casual at first glance, but they carried real weight.
She was probably trying to lighten the mood so her daughter wouldn't worry.
Of course, no matter how casually she said it, her daughter couldn't quite accept it.
"Even so, divorce is..."
"You're both grown up now. No issues there, right?"
As Fubuki-san and Yuki Onna's conversation ran parallel without intersecting,
"Um..."
I, who'd been listening to it all, raised my hand.
"What?"
"What's up?"
Seeing me raise my hand, they both turned to me with curious looks, wondering what I had to say.
"I have an idea. What do you think of this?"
I suggested a great way to test her unnamed husband's love for Fubuki-san.
"What?! Th-That can't be serious—"
Yuki Onna was horrified and started to yell at me that it was ridiculous,
"Hmm... That might actually work?"
But surprisingly, Fubuki-san—the one directly involved—responded positively.
"R-Really?"
Honestly, even I thought it was a lower-half-driven idea, so I was shocked that Fubuki-san was on board.
"No, Mom?!"
The proposer himself was stunned by the positive response, and naturally, everyone else freaked out.
Yuki Onna threw a fit, insisting it was insane,
"Surprisingly, your dad's the jealous type, so this might hit home. And we can just say it was all [staged], right?"
Fubuki-san seemed to have her own plan in mind.
In the end, Yuki Onna's fierce opposition crumbled under Fubuki-san's strong will.
"Fine then, I'll just divorce your dad."
"No, I mean... F-Fine..."
Oh, and as a bonus,
"While we're at it, you two join in too."
"What?! Yui and me too?!"
"It'll be more effective that way."
Things had somehow escalated.
Yuki Onna opposed it fiercely again, but she caved pretty quickly.
By the time the situation had calmed down a bit,
"Ugh... Too loud... Ah!"
Yui, who'd passed out, woke up.
We had to persuade her all over again, and it was a pain since Yuki Onna and Yui both hated the idea,
"Haht♥!"
"Y-You're cheating♥ So sneaky♥"
"Why me♥"
But pulling out the sword in my pants solved it easily.
Truly, a small dick means your brain has to work overtime.
-A few days later, early morning.
A video tape arrived in front of the house with the nameplate reading "Sato," home to the snow woman mother and daughter.
"Yawn... What's this?"
Sato Hitoshi—Fubuki's husband, a pathetic man who'd been leeching off his daughters for years—spotted the tape while stepping out for the newspaper as usual. He looked puzzled.
And understandably so; there was no reason for something like this to arrive at their house.
He felt something was off for a moment,
'Eh, probably something my rich daughters ordered.'
But he shrugged it off, figuring his moneyed daughters had bought it, and took the tape inside.
'Wonder what kind of video it is. Might as well check it out.'
A normal man wouldn't dream of peeking at his daughters' stuff, but a guy leeching off them had a very different mindset.
After getting home, Hitoshi tossed the tape on top of the living room TV, ate the breakfast his loving wife made, saw her off to work, and only then decided to watch it.
When he played the tape on the TV, an unimaginable scene unfolded.
"Wh-What the hell is this?!"
What the video showed was...
[Hitoshi, you watching?]
[Dad...]
[Hnght♥!]
His wife and daughters, barely covering their important parts.
Shocked by the sight, Hitoshi froze, mouth agape.
But even as he sat there rigid, the video kept playing.
[Kuku. Married and you like this stuff?]
[Hng♥ Love it♥ My husband never does this♥]
[What kind of limp-dick is he? Well, works out for me.]
On screen, his wife was giggling underneath some gigolo-looking guy.
Just that sight alone made Hitoshi want to smash the monitor out of jealousy,
'No way. An affair... No way in hell...'
But since they weren't explicitly shown having sex, he couldn't be sure it was definitively cheating.
In truth, the dialogue alone confirmed it, but Hitoshi's denial kept him watching.
The scenes that followed were similar.
[Splish]
[Hng♥ Told you not to touch me while washing♥]
[Does the lame old man like this♥? Pervert♥]
His wife appeared pinned under the man, followed by a silhouette in the bath, her body submerged, seemingly kissing the guy.
Only then did Hitoshi start to accept that his wife had cheated.
But the next scene made him retract that thought.
The bath shot suddenly cut to what looked like a set.
Hitoshi was baffled by the abrupt set, but before he could process it, the footage fast-forwarded and focused on text that made him leap from his seat.
"Wh-What the hell!"
Hidden camera... Like those prank shows on TV?
Showing all that and then pulling a hidden camera reveal out of nowhere...
Hitoshi spaced out at the absurdity, but sadly, it wasn't over.
-Step. Step.
Footsteps approached from behind.
Turning in panic, Hitoshi saw his family and the mystery man.
"D-Dear! Girls? And..."
And that man was someone Hitoshi knew very well.
"Y-You!"
Fuming, Hitoshi lunged for the guy's collar, but his wife Fubuki stopped him.
"Stop it. Takuya-san only did that because we asked him to."
"Wh-What do you..."
Fubuki explained to her flustered husband why they'd done this.
It was long-winded, but in short: to snap him out of his post-layoff depressive waste-of-life state after getting fired from securities.
They'd gotten help from this young man in the process.
"Ha, hahaha! So it wasn't real?! Of course!"
Hitoshi beamed with joy at her words.
"Obviously. You're the only one for me. And I told you snow women only do it with those they love."
"You did..."
Finally relieved that his wife hadn't cheated, Hitoshi turned to his daughters.
"I'm sorry you girls had to go through this because of your worthless dad."
He vowed to ensure it never happened again.
He was definitely a good husband and father...
But Takuya, watching the scene, could only smirk inwardly.
'Mister, you're way too late.'
It was already far too late.
Takuya recalled what had happened a few days ago.