My Japanese Childhood Friend Is Too Flirty - Chapter 128



127. Healing Time with Aki…! (3)

It was well past lunchtime when the first round of cleaning was finally done.

Housework, by nature, never really ends, and since we were doing it anyway, we ended up touching everything, which took longer than expected.

Aki and I sat side by side on the sofa, catching our breath.

“Hoo… it’s hot.”

“I thought it would be quick, but it’s taking unexpectedly long. Right…?”

“Umm. It is…”

I carefully relaxed the muscles that had tensed up from moving furniture.

Rubbing my neck with my hand, I glanced sideways. Aki, just as tired as I was, was holding the strings of her apron and fluttering it to make a cool breeze, trying to cool her sweat.

Naturally, wearing nothing but an apron like that, things were bound to be visible through the gaps.

A cute pink.

“……”

I stared, mesmerized.

“Oh, that’s right, darling. Later we’re going to…”

Aki turned her head toward me.

Our eyes met in the air.

“……”

“…….”

“……Hmph.”

I pretended not to see and quickly averted my gaze.

“Pfft….”

Aki snickered.

She reached out and nudged my arm.

“Pervert.”

“…….”

It was true, so I had nothing to say.

Embarrassed and ashamed, I diligently avoided her eyes. Aki watched me, as if finding my reaction endearing, before suddenly getting up and moving behind me.

“Dear husband, what shall we have for dinner later?”

“I… I don’t mind anything, really….”

“Not ‘anything,’ is there something you *want* to eat? You worked hard today, so *atashi* will make you something delicious.”

“Hmm. Something delicious….”

What could it be? Truthfully, anything Aki makes by hand is delicious.

I hummed, racking my brain for menu ideas. Aki rustled around behind me, then gently grasped both of my shoulders. And with that, she began to press down, massaging them firmly.

It seemed she was going to give me a massage…. Surprisingly, Aki had a strong grip. Even if she couldn’t match my strength as a man, she had enough power to give a proper massage.

Her delicate, fern-like hands pressed down, and a refreshing sensation trickled upwards, causing a sound like an old man to escape my lips.

“Ah, that’s nice….”

“Heh…. You like it?”

“Yeah. Ugh, it’s perfect….”

“Hehe…. So, did you decide on the dinner menu?”

“Dinner menu…. Well, since you’ve been busy with housework, should we order something in for once?”

“Order in? Yeah, what kind of thing?”

“Chicken is good, or braised ribs, or Chinese food, or… uh….”

*Kkuuuk.*

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Aki pressed down hard on my shoulder.

“No Chinese food. You’ll gain too much weight.”

“If we order in, you’ll gain weight no matter what we eat….”

“Even so, other things aren’t as bad as Chinese food. Something else!”

“Hmm, so then, spicy stir-fried chicken?”

Chicken dishes are at least less likely to pack on the pounds.

I tossed out the suggestion and subtly peeked over; Aki didn’t seem opposed, letting out a thoughtful ‘Huum…’ as she considered it.

“Yeah… spicy chicken’s not bad. But then spicy chicken always calls for soju, right…?”

“That’s true. But Aki, you get tipsy after two shots of soju. You sure?”

“We can share, so it’s fine…!”

Share two shots of soju, she says.

I wasn’t quite sure how she intended to divide it up, but I just shrugged internally and nodded. Even people who aren’t big drinkers get a craving now and then.

“Alright, well…. But we still have a lot left to do, right?”

“Yeah. The closet, the bathroom, the living room, and mopping the floors. It’ll take at least two or three hours to finish everything, don’t you think?”

“Two or three hours…. Then maybe we should just finish up quickly and have a late lunch-early dinner instead?”

“Ah, you think so? Maybe we can just get it done and order spicy chicken, have a shot of soju?”

“Yeah. Let’s do that. Oh, but, it’s been a while since you’ve mentioned wanting to drink first, Aki. You must really be craving something today?”

“Eungg. Well, there’s that too….”

Aki’s hands kneading my shoulders became a little more suggestive.

“If I poured Husband some sake wearing this, Husband would be happy, ne…?”

“…….”

Oh my.

How did she know what I was thinking…?

I was just thinking how great it would be if Aki poured me soju just like this. It might sound a bit perverted, but just imagining it makes my heart race, you know? It’s Aki we’re talking about, after all, the self-proclaimed s*xy and cute one.

“You been learning mind-reading lately or something?”

“Why would I need mind-reading? I can read your mind just by looking at Husband’s face.”

“Really? Is my poker face that bad….”

“Heheh…. Ready to get back to work now?”

Aki tapped my shoulders as if telling me to get up. I nodded lightly and got up. We had rested enough, it was time to clean up again.

“Let’s hurry and finish cleaning so we can eat. I’m starving.”

“Yeah. Let’s…!”

* * *

“Aki, I finished cleaning the bathroom!”

─Eungg. Finished the living room too…. Ah, delivery’s here. Atashi’ll go get the food!

“Alright, just gonna splash some water and head out~”

I finished rinsing the bathroom floor and stepped outside. Aki’s domain, the living room floor, was already gleaming, meticulously mopped.

Perhaps it was because of her decisive nature when it came to chores, but even in the corners of the living room, the traces of her damp cloth lingered. I really did pick a good girlfriend, didn’t I? A curious sense of pride swelling, I walked through the hallway to the kitchen.

Aki was humming a little tune, unwrapping the food packaging.

“Darling! You worked so hard! Come, sit right over here~!”

“You got here pretty quickly. Where’d you order from?”

“That galbi place just around the corner. It was so delicious when I went with my friends… Ah, thankyou…!”

She expressed her thanks as I placed her spoon down.

I set my own spoon on the table and asked casually.

“Aki, did you happen to go pick up the food yourself?”

“Huh? No, they just left it at the door, so I just brought it in… Why do you ask?”

Instead of answering, I glanced down at the space below Aki’s neck.

Aki followed my gaze and soon understood the meaning behind my words.

“……Ah.”

Her face flushed slightly.

She had realized she was still wearing only her apron.

“That’s right… I’m so used to it, I completely forgot…”

I chuckled softly and opened the cap of a water bottle.

“Good thing you didn’t run into anyone.”

“Yeah, really lucky… If I had, they’d think I was some kind of exhibitionist hussy…? Ugh, just imagining it is awful…”

Aki shivered dramatically, muttering to herself.

She seemed to genuinely think people would see her that way… My thoughts, however, were a little different.

If *I* were the delivery guy and a girl like Aki came out dressed like that to accept the food, I wouldn’t consider it awful, but rather a bonus. Most likely, Aki would have been the side dish that night.

I almost blurted that out, but decided against it, lest I come off as some kind of pervert. I kept my silence and began preparing Aki’s soju.

Aki’s limit was two shots of soju, so, considerate of her, I filled her soju glass only a quarter full with soju and filled the rest with water, diluting it to the extreme. This way, she’d get the feeling of drinking alcohol without getting drunk so easily.

“Here you go.”

“Ah, mhm.”

Aki received the glass with both hands.

“Since you have an empty stomach, let’s eat first after just one sip.”

“Okay. Let’s do that. Give me a toast, darling.”

“A toast?”

To propose a toast between just the two of us? The thought hadn’t even crossed my mind, leaving me momentarily speechless.

“Um… Ah, to our love…?”

“Seobang-nim, you sound like my papa’s friend…”

“……”

Meaning I sound like an old man.

Frozen with my glass in hand, Aki’s lips quirked upward in an adorable smile.

“Hehe… Just kidding. Now, to our love!”

“…I’ll come up with a better toast next time.”

“Cheers~!”

“Cheers…”

We clinked our glasses lightly.

Since I was drinking soju on an empty stomach, I quickly downed it and picked up a piece of dakgalbi, chewing it thoughtfully. The dakgalbi, coated in a moderately spicy sauce, left a tingly sensation that instantly stimulated my s*livary glands.

“Mmm…!”

Aki, her lips forming a small ‘o’, widened her eyes. This dakgalbi place really was quite delicious.

“Seobang-nim, ah~”

“You’re going to feed me dakgalbi? …Ah.”

“How is it? Delicious, right? Delicious?”

“Yeah. It’s good. We could order this again sometime, huh?”

“Hehe. Right? This is a hidden gem that my friends and I discovered. It’s delicious on its own, and it’s also great with alcohol, so I really wanted to eat it with Seobang-nim at least once!”

“You’ve had it with alcohol before…?”

“Yeah. I went with Papa and Mama around last month to eat it. I even told you I was going, but you don’t remember?”

“Ah, that’s right…”

I had forgotten about it. Now that I heard it, it came back to me.

Aki’s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at me.

“Hehe… Why? Were you worried that *atashi* was drinking without you knowing, Seobang-nim?”

“No, it’s not that exactly…”

Actually, it was. Just for a moment, when I heard she had been drinking, I had been worried. But it was just my misunderstanding.

“You sure about that? It’s written all over your face…!”

“…Want to drink another glass?”

Feigning deafness, I picked up the soju bottle. Aki chuckled, nodding her head.

“Yeah. But just drinking is boring, right? Let’s play a game!”

“A game? You got something in mind?”

“Yep. It’s a game I heard about from my friends… hmm, hup…”

Aki hopped up, plopping down next to me.

She sat primly, knees together, puffing out her chest.

“You know about the Nipple Guessing Game, darling…?”

“…What kind of game?”

Had I heard her wrong?

“The Nipple Guessing Game. Nipple Guessing Game. It’s, like, you take turns… You use two fingers, press down, and guess where the other person’s nipples are to win. Easy, right?”

“Are you serious…?”

“Yep. Serious as can be.”

“……”

She was serious.

“Why? You don’t want to play?”

“Well, it’s not that I don’t want to…”

“Ah, you just don’t want to play for nothing, right? Got it. If darling wins… hmm, how about I double your one wish coupon to two?”

“Sounds good…? Let’s do it.”

“Hehe. Alright. But if you lose, the coupon is gone!”

“What? Wait, that wasn’t part of the de…”

“Alright, Rock, Paper, Scissors!”

“Huh…!”

Aki swung her hand up and down, and I instinctively threw mine out.

The result: Me, Scissors; Aki, Paper.

I had the first move.

“Ah. Darling won…?”

Aki’s eyes narrowed slightly, as if disappointed.

But only for a moment. She quickly conceded, turning to face me directly.

“Now, you only get one chance, okay? And if you only get it halfway, it’s a failure. You have to press down exactly right for it to count…!”

Winning nets me two wish tickets.

Losing forfeits one.

Thinking it over like that, I started to feel a little tension, strangely enough.

‘Right, well… I’m the one with the advantage, at least for now.’

Aki was only wearing an apron on bare skin, and I had the first move, so the odds were in my favor.

I stared intently at Aki’s chest, where the apron was stretched taut, slightly overflowing to the sides because they were so huge.

Normally, they’d have no choice but to stand out, so I figured if I looked closely enough, I’d see something…

‘…Huh?’

Nothing.

Given the usual physical landmarks, something that should be there, wasn’t.

“Heh heh….”

“…?!”

That’s when I grasped the trap of this game.

Right. Our Aki had inverted nipples, so they wouldn’t look prominent from the outside.

But conversely, mine were way too visible from the outside.

Which meant, I only had one chance to win this game…!

“Come on, darling. You should guess soon…?”

“…….”

Beads of sweat formed on the back of my neck.

Without a doubt, this was the most nerve-wracking moment of my twenty years of life.

I steeled my resolve, and slowly moved both my fingers.

And….

*Poook-*!

“…Here!”