Kawano-kun's Sex Friend - Chapter 6

“I want to break up.”

The next morning. As I was preparing breakfast for the two of us, Takayuki’s voice pierced my back. For a moment, I couldn’t understand if those words were meant for the woman he had slept with last night.

“Why?”

“…You’re not going to say you don’t want to break up?”

“I don’t get it, do you want me to beg for you to stay?”

“That’s what I mean. Never mind, it’s fine. Ryouka too has probably already lost interest, right?”

I feel frustrated by the way he said ‘Ryouka too.’ It’s almost like he’s blaming me, as if we’re not breaking up because of him.

“How could you sleep with someone when you have already lost interest? Men are really all scum.”

“That’s a huge generalization.”

“I don’t want to hear this from you. Just leave already.”

“Is it really necessary now? We can have breakfast first.”

“Who do you think you are?”

“If you’re hungry, you should have at least waited until after breakfast to discuss breaking up,” I snapped. Takayuki, clearly irritated, started packing his things slowly.

“Next time, I’ll date a kinder girl.”

With that parting shot, Takayuki left. It was anticlimactic. Way too anticlimactic. What were these eight years for?

Had I not been kind enough to him? Even the last time he came over, and the time before that… Despite the surprise visits, I always prepared meals and did all the cleaning. I even celebrated his birthday from afar, and when we could, I visited his apartment to take care of him like a mother. I gave so much.

(No… Did I give too much?)

Perhaps this love I gave too much of wasn’t kindness in his eyes. It was a long, long relationship, full of misunderstandings—not just love.

“Sigh… I’ve definitely missed my chance to get married…”

It’s pointless to say anything now. The truth is, I had already lost interest in him, and maybe it was good he ended things. But the way he said it was harsh.

“I guess I’m the same…”

I have to hurry and eat breakfast. I haven’t even done my makeup yet, but the time to leave for work is quickly approaching. Even though I went to bed without taking a shower after last night’s s3x, there’s no time to shower now.

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When was the last time I ran this much? My legs are screaming from this unfamiliar muscle activity. I might be heading for some serious muscle soreness. I opened the back door, changed my shoes, and went to the office. The lights were on, so I knocked and said, ‘Good morning~’ while pushing the door handle.

“Good morning.”

“……”

Why, of all people, did I have to run into him—Kawano-kun? It was nothing but awkwardness, and I hurriedly made my way to the changing room.

“…… Did you have s3x?”

“Huh……No, why?”

“Then did you masturbate.”

“Are you crazy? Knock it off.”

“You smell kind of erotic.”

I wanted to march up to him and yell, ‘What are you saying first thing in the morning?’ But the closer I got, the more I felt like he might smell me. Having run to work, I was drenched in sweat. I really didn’t want to be smelled.

“I see, so you avoided me yesterday and now you want it.”

“Stop saying stupid things.”

“Then you should just say you want it.”

“And what would happen if I did say it?”

“Well, I don’t hit on married women.”

“I’m not a married woman, though.”

“Yes, I know. I just wanted to see your reaction.”

Honestly, this is messing with my mood. I threw one of my favorite throat lozenges into my mouth and slammed the changing room door shut. After changing, I went to the office, but Kawano-kun was already gone.

(What the hell… who does that guy think he is?)

This is messing with my head. Saying something like that first thing in the morning, he’s definitely not normal. I stormed off, fuming in irritation, finished greeting the craftsmen, and opened the door leading to the sales floor.

“…Huh?”

I was surprised when I went out onto the sales floor. What Kawano-kun was wearing was a frilly women’s apron. Putting aside the cute design, the apron’s length didn’t fit his height. As soon as I saw him, I burst out laughing because it was just too funny.

“W-what’s this? Where’s your usual apron?”

“I forgot it. So I grabbed the spare one from the office.”

“But still… this isn’t right. Wasn’t there a spare one for men?”

“Nope.”

Nacchan, who was standing next to me, couldn’t stop laughing at the sight of him. I was glad it was before opening hours… the sales floor was in an uproar with laughter, and there was no way we could serve customers properly.

“By the way, Yuuri, why don’t you just fold the top part of the apron and tie it around your waist?”

“Ah, I see.”

“Come on, use your head~”

“I don’t want to hear that from Natsu.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

(Hmm… what is this feeling?)

Seeing Kawano-kun and Nacchan laughing so happily made my chest tighten uncomfortably.

(I see… this is jealousy.)

Even though Kawano-kun wasn’t mine. Pathetically, I found myself jealous of Nacchan—this younger girl. I fell into self-loathing, feeling like such a horrible woman.

“Hey, Ryo, did you put on a medicated patch?”

“No.”

“What about you, Yuuri?”

“No? But this scent… it’s kind of cool and refreshing… what is it?”

“Could it be the throat lozenge I’m sucking on?”

Throat lozenges with medicinal herbs are my favorite, and I always have one before work. One after I get home, and another one at night. They’re delicious, addictive, I can’t stop.

“Throat lozenges, huh?”

“Yeah, I’ve practically become addicted to them.”

“Even though they smell so much like medicated patches?”

“It’s not a patch, it’s herbal medicine. Without it, my nose gets blocked. But if I have too many, it gives me a stomachache…”

“Haha, getting a stomachache… that’s so cute.”

“Huh!?”

I was so confused by the sudden compliment that a weird sound escaped from me. It’s been years since I was called cute.

(Wait… what does it even mean that getting a stomachache is cute?)

I didn’t really get the meaning behind it, and I ended up feeling confused. But it’s okay, there’s probably no hidden meaning—there can’t be.

Chapter length 2521 characters.