| Author: SS Samurai | Original Source: Syosetu |
| Translator: rm31439 | English Source: Re:Library |
“Heh-heh-heh, Ayumu~.”
Mika was acting quite spoiled. We were currently in Anazumu and it was two days after we had watched the circus, at least from our perspective.
On Sunday, the day after our triple date, I’d have loved to get intimate with her, but it unfortunately proved impossible. There were appearances to consider, and we’d be in trouble if our parents walked in while we were in the middle of it. Making a stop at a love hotel under the pretext of taking a break while on a date… might have worked, though. Only, we’d both been tired, so all we’d done was lay around in Mika’s room, reading manga and playing video games.
“Ayumu! I love~ you!”
“Eh-heh-heh, me too.”
Ah, bliss.
Afternoon coffee… or rather, café au lait plus a good amount of cookies. This and my beloved childhood friend. Could there be nicer afternoon? It was so laid-back.
In this world, we generally didn’t do any work at the beginning of the week. Thus, we could spend our time relaxing.
“Hey, Ayumu.”
“Hm, what is it?”
“Today… how about we do it?” she asked with her head cocked, like a kitten begging for attention.
That was against the rules. Even though her mere presence was enough to beguile men, she now struck a cute pose that left even me, her childhood friend for 15 years turned fiancé, feeling dizzy.
“Hm, alright.”
“Eh-heh-heh… on Earth, we can’t share a bed naked and take it all the way.”
“D-Don’t forget that even here, Kanata and the others are living under the same roof.”
“That’s fine. This place is completely soundproofed.”
She brought her mouth closer, which I welcomed with my own. Kissing was still some rite of passage. Though just a short few months ago, this alone would’ve been enough to make my heart jump out of my throat.
Oh, I can taste the café au lait. Both slightly bitter and sweet.
“Phew, alright then. Let’s move to the bed.”
Ever since her birthday, being picked up in a princess carry always made Mika quite happy. For that reason, I was about to do just that and bring her to the bed, but…
“Ah, wait a moment,” she stopped me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Can’t we switch things up a bit?”
“Hm? Sure, I guess.”
When she made such a suggestion, we usually changed either the location or what we were wearing. It was part of keeping things interesting and happened about once every five times we did it.
“Also, there’s something I wanted to ask; which one do you prefer, how I am here or on Earth?”
“What!?”
I didn’t expect that at all. Where was she going with that? Either way, the answer was clear.
“I love both versions of you from the bottom-”
“I knew you’d say that. That wasn’t how I meant it. Uhm… it’s a question of physique.”
She was fidgeting, likely since saying it out loud felt embarrassing to her. It looked cute. In any case, what did she mean by physique?
“W-We can change the color of our hair as we want, right? On Earth, you say that you love my pretty, black hair, and here you call it a gem-like emerald-green. Still, you’re the only one who has the power to change age and physical shape, aren’t you?”
She had a point. She was likely wondering whether I preferred her 13- or 16-year-old version. And depending on my answer, she’d want me to use something created with Item Master to change our appearances to those on Earth for today… more or less.
“So tell me, would you rather have this flat version of me that looks like a seventh grader, or the busty 16-year-old me?”
In other words, this was about whether I preferred her breasts large or small (though still comparatively big for her age).
I never had such a preference. I mean, I owned adult magazines, but I never picked those with especially busty girls. Unlike Shuu.
Going even further, I didn’t have any preference when it came to figure, butt, or legs. Frankly speaking, I liked her for who she was. Whether she had big or small breasts didn’t matter to me. Still, I was faced with a choice now.
Think, me. I’ve seen her naked on both sides… so which one do I like more…
“In that case, should we use items to make us look like we do on Earth?”
“Yeah! Eh-heh-heh, in any case, I’m happy to hear that. I’d have been troubled if you’d chosen my less-developed form, even given the option of the mature one.”
That was certainly true. If I had done that, it would paint me a pedophile.
Huh? Am I one already since I’ve done it with her several times on this side while she looked like this? No, there’s a difference.
“So, are you going to create an item? I’ll be going to the bedroom ahead of you today.”
“Alright!”
I quickly made the item. Well, it was pretty much instantaneously.
I threw the completed device, which was shaped like a ball, into our bedroom. With this, we’d look like we did on Earth for some time.
“…Now then, come to me!” Mika called in a tempting voice.
“…Yes!”
She was already fully prepared, so I crawled next to her into the bed.
“Eh-heh-heh… You can do whatever you want with me.”
“In that case, I’ll take you up on that-”
It happened the moment I extended my hand towards her chest.
⟦Alim, Mika! It is Us, Rama1! We discovered somewhat concerning literature! Are you busy right now?⟧
Footnotes:
- It might’ve been funny the first two times, but at this point, the joke has clearly overstayed its welcome.


















































































