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After the Otherworld Reincarnation Victims Conference (temporary name) had ended, we ate lunch and our parents then went to work, leaving us with a “we want you to rest for today”. Their jobs were apparently so important, they couldn’t take a day off. Neither of them.

It looked like we could use some of our skills in this world, so I had told them in advance that I would make dinner. I’d put my skills to the test, so I was hoping they were looking forward to it.

Mika’s parents probably also had gone to work. From here, I could see her do something by her lonesome in her room.

Now… what should I do? Play video games…?

No, Dragonar Story 4 came out today, so I had been working through the previous titles to revisit them. Even after genuinely not touching video games for close to half a year, I could think of it as “I don’t need that right now”. At the moment, I didn’t want to play games.

…Though let’s not tell Mika that I gave Dad my exchange voucher, asking him “could you pick up my reserved copy on the way home?”.

Phew… What do I do now~. I could check the game forum 222ch on my computer… no, I’m not in the mood for that.

“Yoo-hoo~!”

I could feel the slightly chilly autumn air flowing into my room. With a clatter, the adorable intruder first closed the windows to her own, and then to my room.

“You’re here.”
“Eh-heh, I’m here.”

She had changed from her school uniform into a cream-colored blouse with slight frills around her neck and a pair of jeans.

“You’re changed clothes, haven’t you?”
“Same goes for you, Ayumu.”

Indeed, I had also changed into jeans (made for girls with slender legs) that were easier to move around in, and a black-and-white striped dress shirt that was slightly on the longer side¹.

“Hm~. You’re not Alim… are you? In the end, you do look like a girl. Or rather, why even wear this? No matter how hard you try, no one will see you as a man in this, you know.”
“I don’t mind that. These are clothes that we’ve picked together.”
“Eh-heh-heh-heh.”

Seemingly somewhat bashful, Mika sat down on my bed. I plopped down next to her.

“This feels a bit… nostalgic, doesn’t it?” she mused.
“It does. We were gone for less than a year, but we weren’t on Earth.”
“True enough. At any rate…” Mika was staring at my face. “It’s just as I thought. The only differences are the color of your hair and eyes and the differences in appearance based on age, almost everything else is the same. You look so cute, I might get jealous, you know?”
“You’re plenty cute yourself, Mika, no need to be jealous of me. Besides, not much about you is different between here and over there, either. Although-”

I grasped a tuft of her hair. She didn’t seem to dislike it at all and just let it happen.

“That mascot-like green hair is nice and all, but your black hair is wonderful, too.”
“Eh-heh-heh~, I guess so. Do you think it’s pretty?”
“It is, very much so.”

I smoothly delivered that saccharine² line. Our talk now was completely different from the conversations we used to have in this room. I never would have managed to call her “pretty” or “cute” so easily back then.

“Thank you. Still, there is one part other than my appearance that has changed, you see?”
“Huh, which-”

Before I managed to say, “which part”, Mika quickly grabbed my hand, which was playing with her hair, and brought it to her breasts. In the palm of my hand, they felt soft and much bigger than Alim’s…

“Eh-heh-heh, there’s a two-cup difference between here and there, you see? Oh, that’d make me three sizes larger than Alim. So, how are they?”

…What am I supposed to do now? To be honest, this feels embarrassing, and I’d like to take my hand away. But some part of me feels as if I’d regret doing that.

I have two choices. Keep fondling her or remove my hand.
…No, there’s another choice.

I strongly pushed my hand towards her to pin her down. This did intensify the softness in my hand, but I didn’t let that bother me. When her posture broke and she fell back onto the bed, I brought my lips close to hers.

They met.

“Mh…”

We kissed.

Now, how to continue? F-For now, I should take my hand from her chest.
…I tried to, but it seemed like she held it there with all her power, leaving me with no available movement other than up, down, left, or right. But that would be exactly what she wanted.

Just what am I supposed to do? Well, we’ve only put our lips on each other’s so far.
…I opened my mouth slightly and tried to push my tongue into her mouth. She let it happen smoothly.

“Mhh…”

The French kiss continued for 10 seconds. Then, I withdrew from her mouth. She let our mouths separate without resistance, and at the same time, she stopped holding down my hand.

We both sat up at the same moment.

“Eh-heh-heh-heh. Ayumu~…What will we do? None of our parents are here.”

I see.
It couldn’t be helped to arrive at such a conclusion. However…

“No… we’re not prepared in several ways, so we shouldn’t right now.”
“Gotcha, you do have a point. It is how it is.”

I was glad she seemed to agree with me. I didn’t have a good reason for kissing her, so I would’ve been in trouble had she asked. Thankfully, she didn’t.

“Eh-heh-heh, but is this enough for you?”
“…I guess.”

She pulled me into a strong embrace.

1. I’m mostly guessing here what kind of clothes it might be. The original is just 服, which is super unspecific. From their conversation, it sounds like what Ayumu wears is intended for girls, so I picked “dress-shirt”, but it could be anything.
2. The original is 歯が浮きそう (“might make teeth curl”). It’s also possible that it means “cringey”.

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