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Chapter 11: The Depth of the Abyss and the Warmth of Home
Looking out through the massive floor-to-ceiling window, the streetlights standing lonely in the darkness emitted a solitary, dim yellow halo.
"Yoshida-kun, you've been distracted all day."
Sitting opposite him was Ms. Goto.
"I'm just a bit nervous."
"Is that so?"
The atmosphere turned heavy once again, the conversation struggling to find its rhythm. Just as Yoshida was agonizing over how to break the awkward silence, Ms. Goto took a sip of red wine, swirling her glass as she took the initiative.
"Yoshida-kun, do you remember this place?"
The candlelight filtered through the wine, casting a glow on her cheeks that added a touch of seduction to her usually refined aura.
"How could I ever forget?"
This was the place where he had met Sayu.
"Yoshida-kun, you confessed to me here."
Even now, Yoshida couldn't say he had entirely let go of that five-year-long unrequited love.
"But you already rejected me, didn't you?"
Because Ms. Goto had already entrusted her heart and body to someone else.
"I never actually rejected you, Yoshida-kun."
"What... what does that mean...?"
Before the dull ache in his chest could surface, a surge of joy rose up. Yoshida gripped his knife and fork, accidentally scraping the plate with a sharp, impolite screech. After the waiter who came to check on them left, Ms. Goto set down her empty glass and let out a long breath, watching the visibly shaken Yoshida.
"How about this, Yoshida-kun? Let's ask each other questions."
"Each other?"
"Yes. Three questions each. You have to answer truthfully."
"...Can I ask anything?"
"Anything. Even... naughty things are okay~"
Ms. Goto narrowed her eyes slightly, a sly smile playing on her lips.
"What do you want to ask?"
Yoshida, caught off guard, handed over the initiative. If she was proposing these terms, she definitely had something she wanted to know.
"Me first? You're so mean, Yoshida-kun."
Despite her words, the corners of her mouth curved upward.
"So, first question: Are you dating little Mishima?"
"No."
Just thinking about Mishima made Yoshida irritated. She had left on the business trip with Manager Odagiri this morning, only to send a message in the afternoon. Yoshida had opened the image—which had been buffering—only to see a selfie of a naked Mishima in a duck-sit position on top of a hairy middle-aged man, flashing a V-sign.
Truth be told, Mishima might have a talent for photography. The composition perfectly hid their faces, but it showcased her sweat-beaded breasts and her intimate opening swallowing the manager's member with boastful clarity. She hadn't even forgotten to include the two used condoms draped over her thigh.
"He's much quieter now that he's ejaculated. I'll make him apologize to you when we get back, Senpai."
"Hehehe, squeezed another one out of him. Manager Odagiri is begging for mercy. By the way, his moans sound like a monkey!"
"Actually, I'd still rather have sex with you, Senpai~"
A string of messages followed, including an audio clip. Who the hell wants to hear a middle-aged man's moans?!
"But your expression softened just now," Ms. Goto whispered, leaning forward and staring intently at him.
"It really didn't. If anything, why would you think that?" Yoshida sighed.
"Because that girl doesn't hide her feelings for you at all. So it's not her... Alright, your turn."
Perhaps because her sitting position was uncomfortable, Ms. Goto shifted forward, pressing her heavy I-cup breasts against the table and resting her chin in her hands.
"Then... why choose this place?"
Yoshida chose a roundabout way of asking.
"Eh, are you sure about that? You only get three questions."
She watched him with testing, almost provocative eyes.
"It's fine. Just answer me."
"Naturally, it was to please you. After all, I'm the one who invited you on this date."
The directness of the answer stunned him. Before he could recover, a small hand reached across the table and slipped into his, seeking to interlace their fingers.
"Please, give me some reaction. I can get embarrassed too."
The blush on her cheeks was unmistakable. She took a deep breath and shyly looked back at him.
"I... guess I should be honored?"
"Second question."
Seemingly dissatisfied with his distant politeness, Ms. Goto pouted like a child.
"Second question... Your turn or mine?"
"Isn't it your turn?"
"There was no rule saying we had to alternate. Surely you have other things to ask me?"
The beauty before him wasn't hiding the subtext: You can go on the offensive. Her smooth hand was sweating slightly. One more step... just one more step... Yoshida opened his mouth, but neither a probe nor a goodbye came out.
"Then, second question: Yoshida-kun, do you still like me?"
As he wavered, Ms. Goto leaned closer, her moist eyes leaving him no room to retreat.
"Even if I do, what of it? Would you... would you break up with that man?"
Fueled by the wine, Yoshida threw out the question he truly wanted the answer to.
"Is that your second question?"
"Yes."
"I won't break up with him... Yoshida-kun, please, listen to me until I'm finished..."
She practically begged as she held onto his arm when he tried to stand up.
"What else is there to say? Is it just that you're uncomfortable that a man who confessed to you was 'taken' by another woman?"
He didn't need a third question. This was just humiliation.
"No, I never thought that."
She bit her lip. "Yoshida-kun, I like you."
Hearing a confession from the woman he'd loved for years only filled him with bitterness.
"But... you might think this is an excuse, but if I were to break up with him—someone I've known far longer—for you today, I would surely leave you for someone else one day too."
"What are you trying to say?"
"While... I will give him more... if you want it, Yoshida-kun, you can have it too..."
The temptation of adultery floated between them.
"What about him?"
"Actually... he..." Ms. Goto's expression turned strange—a mix of shame and a happiness Yoshida didn't understand. "Actually, it's thanks to his support that I can tell you my true feelings."
Yoshida stared at her blankly.
"The rest isn't suitable for this place... Yoshida-kun, would you like to come to my house?"