If I Forget To End The Livestream, The Scene Of My Childhood Friend’s Girlfriend And My Junior’s Aff

Chapter 14

Mom (2)

Translated by GXYRU
Edited by GXYRU

The banquet proceeded in a harmonious atmosphere from beginning to end, and it seemed that not only Himeno but even her father had taken a liking to me.

The family had a private discussion, and thanks to Himeno’s false pregnancy announcement, the arranged meeting with Congressman Oizumi was completely called off. 

Each dish served was so delicious that it made the expensive French cuisine Himeno and I had once eaten, costing twenty thousand yen per person, feel cheap. It made me realize that Himeno’s family was incredibly wealthy, with ingredients that were fundamentally different from those of the common people.

When I asked if they ate such luxurious meals every day, Himeno replied, “No, we don’t eat like this every day,” but I recalled the time when I ate the rice ball she had given me and my cheeks almost fell off due to its incredible taste.

It made me realize that even though they lived modestly, the quality of the ingredients they used was fundamentally different from those of ordinary people.

After the banquet, Himeno’s father took me downstairs to the basement of the mansion. Once we reached the basement, it was filled with his proud collection on display.

By the way, I had the opportunity to closely examine the Remington M870 shotgun, but there were no shells loaded in it.

“Can’t let my daughter end up with a man who would run away when a gun is pointed at him, haha!”

It seemed that he had intended to test me.

While her father was smiling broadly, normally, most people would run away… To become the CEO of a leading stock company in Japan, you can’t be like that.

On the gun rack hanging on the wall, there were deactivated real assault rifles and submachine guns, where modifications like welding had been made to make them inoperable. If I were to compare them to Japanese swords, it would be like having a live blade with the edge blunted.

As I gazed at the collection with shining eyes, her father nodded approvingly and seemed genuinely delighted.

Her father took out a key from his pocket and opened the sturdy locker. Peeking in from behind, it appeared to be a storage space for firearms.

When he stored the Remington M870 in the locker, her father pointed at a certain gun and asked me, “Do you know what this is?”

“T-This is…!?”

I was taken aback when I saw the solid black rifle propped up in the storage locker. It was almost identical in operation to that assault rifle.

“Oh, so you understand. Do you know the value of this?”

“There’s no way I wouldn’t know. It’s a Saiga-12, right? I never thought I’d get to see the real thing in Japan.”

The Saiga-12 was something like a shotgun version of the AK developed by the Soviet Union. Judging by the fact that it was stored in a locked cabinet, it must be quite a rare item that required special permission for firearms.

Her father proceeded to show me by removing the cover, bolt, and other parts, demonstrating a simple disassembly. He invited me to join him in clay shooting once I obtained the license. It felt like we were parent and child building plastic models together.

Her father patted my shoulder, overjoyed that I understood the value of the gun. However, his demeanor suddenly changed.

“I am saddened…”

“What’s the matter!?”

He slammed his hand forcefully against the wall, bowed his head, and his expression darkened.

“Well… There are few who appreciate firearms among my business partners and subordinates. Even when I invite them to play golf or something, they always decline, saying it’s dangerous. Of course, mishandling firearms can be dangerous, but that applies to anything.”

“Yes, as Himeno-san, the CEO, said. Firearms in Japan are not popular, partly due to gun regulations. When I mentioned to acquaintances that I play airsoft, I was looked at with disapproval.”

It is undeniable that gun regulations allow us to live safely, but it’s a bit tough to be prejudiced against.

The conversation naturally turned to hunting due to the topic of firearms. It turns out that her father also participates in a hunting club, and it’s more like a semi-volunteer activity.

“Things like that, it feels like the obligation that nobility carries, and I think it’s really cool!”

“You… You… How amazing you are! Indeed, you truly understand the importance of serving society and others. You are undoubtedly the man chosen by Minori.”

As my father and I enthusiastically engaged in a conversation about firearms, Himeno quietly opened the heavy door to the basement and entered with a sad expression. She stood in front of her father, seemingly upset.

“Dad! Senpai is my boyfriend… not just a friend…”

“N-No, I didn’t mean it that way. I just couldn’t help but see Katsuki as an older friend. Sorry, sorry.”

Could it be that Himeno was jealous? No, that couldn’t be it. She probably felt left out because her father and I were getting along so well.

Himeno took my hand and led me back to her room. Her father reached out as if reluctant to part with me.

Once the ordeal was over, we sat down on the sofa.

“Senpai, thank you so much! It’s rare for my dad to be convinced.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes!”

“Well, it’s good that your parents approved, but when you told me you were pregnant, I was genuinely surprised. I’m glad your parents understood, though…”

“I-I’m sorry… I thought I had to say something like that to get their approval.”

Himeno’s expression clouded, and she seemed so apologetic that tears could start pouring down at any moment.

“You don’t have to apologize. I’m not angry.”

Though I thought it was a bit too familiar, I comforted her by gently stroking her hair, and then…

“I love that kind side of you, senpai!”

“Huh?! Wait a minute!?”

Like a child seeking comfort from her parent, she exploded with genuine affection and jumped into my chest.

“Senpai! Since my parents have given us permission to date… If we don’t make a baby tonight, it’ll be a lie, right?”

“H-Himeno?! Are you drunk or something?”

Himeno, with flushed cheeks, approached me in a slightly unsteady manner.

“I’m not drunk at all. Well, maybe I am drunk, but not because of alcohol… It’s because of you.”

She made a joke and laughed to herself.

“I don’t want to do anything ecchi with you, Himeno. We don’t need to pretend anymore.”

“No, I won’t let you go. After all, you’re practically my fiance now. Besides, you gave me such a passionate kiss earlier, didn’t you? I… I’m already head over heels for you, so it’s no use.”

Himeno reached out and touched me dangerously, letting out a sigh as her eyes looked down at me, melting away.

“You want to see not only my bra but also my panties, right?”

With heavy breathing, Himeno, who should have been drunk, unbuttoned her blouse at lightning speed and threw it aside. Unlike the underwear she wore during the performance, Himeno’s black lace bra was extremely erotic.

The contrast between her fair skin and the black bra emphasized her voluptuous breasts.

“N-No, Himeno, stop joking around. We don’t have to pretend anymore.”

“I can’t stop. After all, you’re like my almost-engaged partner. And earlier, you gave me such a passionate kiss… I can’t help but feel all tingly inside.”

Himeno moved closer, pressing her ample bosom against me with dangerous intent, whispering in my ear.

“Do you prefer me… or your girlfriend? Who do you think is cuter? Am I not attractive enough?”

“Ah, no… It’s definitely Himeno, but we need to have boundaries…”

Comparisons were off-limits, but compared to Himeno, Miku rarely sought affection from me. Looking back, she may have been emotionally detached.

Impatient with my indecisiveness, Himeno let out a sigh and stood up, distancing herself from me.

It seemed like Himeno had given up…

While I was relieved from the perspective of avoiding infidelity, I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that I couldn’t be intimate with Himeno.

However, Himeno hadn’t completely given up.

Something suddenly clicked in my mind as Himeno’s intention became clear.

“Himeno!?”

Himeno guided my hand towards her stomach.

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Himeno was leading my hand towards her abdomen.