Chapter 160. [The Big Fish That Got Away]
<<Has Iroha finally warmed up!? I can’t believe she actually said she’d stay over voluntarily!?>>
This time is special.
I’ve already stayed over once, and the Secret Service lady was lurking in the shadows by the door, staring at us.
Above all, I can’t let any unease linger as my oshi is continuing her activities in Japan.
I have to make her feel safe and support her streaming without worries.
<<The futon has arrived already, right? I’m sorry, but it can’t be like before.>>
<<Y-Yes, of course!>>
>I see. You 2 have already spent a night alone together, huh? (U.S.)
>When young girls share the same bed for a whole night, something’s bound to happen, right? (U.S.)
>I just had a thought (U.S.)
<<Don’t jump to weird conclusions! Just so you know, nothing happened last time, okay!? We only wrapped ourselves up together because there was only 1 blanket available.>>
I emphasize this to the viewers.
It’s a commonly misunderstood situation, but Angu Ogu and I have a relationship more akin to best friends.
At least, that’s how I see it.
Her affection for me is probably an extension of friendship.
Sure, there are occasional mischiefs, but I don’t have any intentions like that.
<<Yeah, that’s right. Nothing like what you guys are imagining happened.>>
<<See, even Ogu is saying the same thing.>>
<<She borrowed my pajamas, so I was happy we matched.>>
I had been thinking along those lines.
But if that’s all, well, it’s cute.
<<Plus, she had just come out of the bath. So she smelled like me. That got me a little excited.>>
<<Hmm?>>
<<Also, when Iroha is asleep, she’s incredibly defenseless. I could sniff around, poke her cheeks, intertwine our hands, hug her, and she wouldn’t notice a thing.>>
<<Huh?>>
<<To be honest, my eyes were wide open all night. Keeping my composure was a real struggle. If the night had been an hour longer, it would’ve been dangerous! Thanks to that, I was sleep-deprived the next day.>>
<<Huh?!?!?!>>
That’s definitely not a situation that can be explained with a simple, “Just.”.
Seriously, my chastity was in danger, wasn’t it!?
>Hey, what are you doing to underage girls? (U.S.)
>Angu Ogu should be arrested at least once LOL (U.S.)
>She’s really on the verge of climbing the adulthood ladder LOL (U.S.)
<<No way, you didn’t do anything else, did you? What more could you possibly have done?>>
<<~…… Ah. I secretly squeezed Iroha’s tits too. They were so soft.>>
<<Youuu!!! What are you doing while I’m sleeping?>>
I grabbed Anngou and shook her vigorously.
I’m okay, right? My body is still pure, isn’t it!?
>Iroha-chan has experienced A and even up to B.
>↑Well, that phrase is outdated
>Well, they’re already married, so what’s next… right?
>So, did she say her breasts were soft? Does Iroha-chan actually have a decent-sized chest?
>It’s a matter of interpretation
>Is it okay if Iroha-chan has a big bust? It’s not something I think about though
<<You guys really don’t get it. A cute girl’s body, even if her breasts are small. They’re soft, you know!>>
<<Ogu! What on earth are you saying!?>>
>But, in the end, big breasts always win, right? (U.S.)
>↑Huh? Do you want a war now??
>↑↑Right now, you’ve said something you shouldn’t have
>Small breasts are the ultimate. They’re a status symbol
>↑Well, because you lack confidence that you can’t love big breasts (U.S.)
>↑↑Even without being so self-deprecating, breasts are nothing to be scared of!
The chats are descending into chaos.
What is this? Is this really a livestream by a middle school girl, of all things!?
I find myself thinking. How on earth can I bring some order to this?
It was Angu Ogu’s voice that finally calmed everyone down.
<<Well, it seems like Iroha has stopped growing, and a lifetime of small breasts is pretty much confirmed now!>>
>Oh! (U.S.)
>Sorry, Iroha-chan. We were fighting over something so silly (U.S.)
>There’s no such thing as small or big breasts. Peace is what matters the most, right? Yeah!
<<Hey, you guys, show yourselves! Hey!>>
Why do I suddenly get comforted now?
I don’t really care about breast size. But for some reason, it felt humiliating.
<<Well, with that said, Iroha is staying over today.>>
<<Why did you think I’d stay over in the middle of this conversation!?>>
<<Is it not allowed!? Why!? Why!?>>
<<You brought this upon yourself!>>
Angu Ogu approaches me and says, “Don’t say things like that.”.
I quickly shuffle back with my laptop, accidentally bumping into a cardboard box behind me.
<<Oh!>>
<<Huh?>>
The box that had been haphazardly stacked falls over, spilling its contents.
I quickly apologize, “Sorry.”, but then I realize…
<<Ogu, I have something I want to ask.>>
<<Th-that’s not it!>>
<<I haven’t even asked anything yet. But with this much… of my doujinshi, what in the world happened?>>
That was the final blow. I began packing my things.
Angu Ogu clings to me, trying to hold me back, but who cares!
<<Waaah! Please wait for me. Iroha!>>
<<I can’t stay here! I’m going home!>>
I now understood why her belongings had increased instead of being sorted.
And I resolved never to show any vulnerability to Angu Ogu again.
<<Hello, Ah-nee? Can you come over now? There was an earthquake earlier, right? Ogu is scared to sleep alone…>>
<<I’m sorry, Iroha! I… I don’t want to go home alone with Anego.>>
After the livestream ended, I handed Angu Ogu to my Ah-nee and went home.
Knowing how restless Ah-nee sleeps, Angu Ogu was screaming.
But I never expected something like this after just one night of sleeping together.
I can’t help but wonder what will happen once we start living together in the U.S…..
***
And then, for a while.
Life in Japan with Angu Ogu is filled with ups and downs.
Meanwhile, I was also preparing for my move to the U.S.
However, I finally ran into a problem.
That is…
“I can’t possibly take this massive amount of merchandise with me, can I?”
I crossed my arms in front of the storage unit.
There were so many goods from my oshis that they couldn’t all fit in my room.
Chapter 160. [The Big Fish That Got Away]
<<Has Iroha finally warmed up!? I can’t believe she actually said she’d stay over voluntarily!?>>
This time is special.
I’ve already stayed over once, and the Secret Service lady was lurking in the shadows by the door, staring at us.
Above all, I can’t let any unease linger as my oshi is continuing her activities in Japan.
I have to make her feel safe and support her streaming without worries.
<<The futon has arrived already, right? I’m sorry, but it can’t be like before.>>
<<Y-Yes, of course!>>
>I see. You 2 have already spent a night alone together, huh? (U.S.)
>When young girls share the same bed for a whole night, something’s bound to happen, right? (U.S.)
>I just had a thought (U.S.)
<<Don’t jump to weird conclusions! Just so you know, nothing happened last time, okay!? We only wrapped ourselves up together because there was only 1 blanket available.>>
I emphasize this to the viewers.
It’s a commonly misunderstood situation, but Angu Ogu and I have a relationship more akin to best friends.
At least, that’s how I see it.
Her affection for me is probably an extension of friendship.
Sure, there are occasional mischiefs, but I don’t have any intentions like that.
<<Yeah, that’s right. Nothing like what you guys are imagining happened.>>
<<See, even Ogu is saying the same thing.>>
<<She borrowed my pajamas, so I was happy we matched.>>
I had been thinking along those lines.
But if that’s all, well, it’s cute.
<<Plus, she had just come out of the bath. So she smelled like me. That got me a little excited.>>
<<Hmm?>>
<<Also, when Iroha is asleep, she’s incredibly defenseless. I could sniff around, poke her cheeks, intertwine our hands, hug her, and she wouldn’t notice a thing.>>
<<Huh?>>
<<To be honest, my eyes were wide open all night. Keeping my composure was a real struggle. If the night had been an hour longer, it would’ve been dangerous! Thanks to that, I was sleep-deprived the next day.>>
<<Huh?!?!?!>>
That’s definitely not a situation that can be explained with a simple, “Just.”.
Seriously, my chastity was in danger, wasn’t it!?
>Hey, what are you doing to underage girls? (U.S.)
>Angu Ogu should be arrested at least once LOL (U.S.)
>She’s really on the verge of climbing the adulthood ladder LOL (U.S.)
<<No way, you didn’t do anything else, did you? What more could you possibly have done?>>
<<~…… Ah. I secretly squeezed Iroha’s tits too. They were so soft.>>
<<Youuu!!! What are you doing while I’m sleeping?>>
I grabbed Anngou and shook her vigorously.
I’m okay, right? My body is still pure, isn’t it!?
>Iroha-chan has experienced A and even up to B.
>↑Well, that phrase is outdated
>Well, they’re already married, so what’s next… right?
>So, did she say her breasts were soft? Does Iroha-chan actually have a decent-sized chest?
>It’s a matter of interpretation
>Is it okay if Iroha-chan has a big bust? It’s not something I think about though
<<You guys really don’t get it. A cute girl’s body, even if her breasts are small. They’re soft, you know!>>
<<Ogu! What on earth are you saying!?>>
>But, in the end, big breasts always win, right? (U.S.)
>↑Huh? Do you want a war now??
>↑↑Right now, you’ve said something you shouldn’t have
>Small breasts are the ultimate. They’re a status symbol
>↑Well, because you lack confidence that you can’t love big breasts (U.S.)
>↑↑Even without being so self-deprecating, breasts are nothing to be scared of!
The chats are descending into chaos.
What is this? Is this really a livestream by a middle school girl, of all things!?
I find myself thinking. How on earth can I bring some order to this?
It was Angu Ogu’s voice that finally calmed everyone down.
<<Well, it seems like Iroha has stopped growing, and a lifetime of small breasts is pretty much confirmed now!>>
>Oh! (U.S.)
>Sorry, Iroha-chan. We were fighting over something so silly (U.S.)
>There’s no such thing as small or big breasts. Peace is what matters the most, right? Yeah!
<<Hey, you guys, show yourselves! Hey!>>
Why do I suddenly get comforted now?
I don’t really care about breast size. But for some reason, it felt humiliating.
<<Well, with that said, Iroha is staying over today.>>
<<Why did you think I’d stay over in the middle of this conversation!?>>
<<Is it not allowed!? Why!? Why!?>>
<<You brought this upon yourself!>>
Angu Ogu approaches me and says, “Don’t say things like that.”.
I quickly shuffle back with my laptop, accidentally bumping into a cardboard box behind me.
<<Oh!>>
<<Huh?>>
The box that had been haphazardly stacked falls over, spilling its contents.
I quickly apologize, “Sorry.”, but then I realize…
<<Ogu, I have something I want to ask.>>
<<Th-that’s not it!>>
<<I haven’t even asked anything yet. But with this much… of my doujinshi, what in the world happened?>>
That was the final blow. I began packing my things.
Angu Ogu clings to me, trying to hold me back, but who cares!
<<Waaah! Please wait for me. Iroha!>>
<<I can’t stay here! I’m going home!>>
I now understood why her belongings had increased instead of being sorted.
And I resolved never to show any vulnerability to Angu Ogu again.
<<Hello, Ah-nee? Can you come over now? There was an earthquake earlier, right? Ogu is scared to sleep alone…>>
<<I’m sorry, Iroha! I… I don’t want to go home alone with Anego.>>
After the livestream ended, I handed Angu Ogu to my Ah-nee and went home.
Knowing how restless Ah-nee sleeps, Angu Ogu was screaming.
But I never expected something like this after just one night of sleeping together.
I can’t help but wonder what will happen once we start living together in the U.S…..
***
And then, for a while.
Life in Japan with Angu Ogu is filled with ups and downs.
Meanwhile, I was also preparing for my move to the U.S.
However, I finally ran into a problem.
That is…
“I can’t possibly take this massive amount of merchandise with me, can I?”
I crossed my arms in front of the storage unit.
There were so many goods from my oshis that they couldn’t all fit in my room.
