All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

Since they had started dating, Megumi’s personality had slowly begun to change, and Kotomi was well aware of it. Just now, when she had introduced Megumi as merely her friend, Kotomi herself had felt uncomfortable and guilty inside. In front of strangers, she could boldly and openly say: I have a girlfriend.

But right now, Kotomi still felt she wasn’t ready to tell her family and friends that she was in a relationship—and that the person she loved was a girl.

A child falling in love was a serious matter in any household. Parents would inevitably worry and think deeply about it. Even if it was something good, it still required time for them to mentally prepare.

To suddenly tell them out of nowhere, I’m in love—and my partner is the same gender as me, would be hard for any parent to accept immediately. No matter how open-minded they might be, they would still need time to process and adjust, not simply understand and bless it right away.

Kotomi understood this truth well—and so did Megumi. But reason often fades when emotions swell. Even when one clearly understands what’s right, the moment feelings surge to the surface, confusion and hurt naturally follow.

Rationality and emotion—neither truly has a definitive right or wrong. Too much reason leads to coldness and cruelty; too much emotion makes life complicated and messy.

The world gains nothing from dividing everything into black and white. The true color of the world is neither black nor white—it is gray, a blend of both. Only in that grayness lies the true reflection of reality.

Be rational when the time calls for it; be emotional when the heart demands it. There is no universally correct answer—only the choices you make. If your choice leads to a result you believe is right, then that is your truth. Every person’s answer is different.

Leaning close, Kotomi whispered into Megumi’s ear, her tone as tender and enchanting as a witch’s spell:

”Megumi, tell me—how much do you love me?”

At that moment, both Kotomi Izumi and Megumi Kato chose emotion over reason.

”I feel like I really can’t spoil you. The moment I treat you too well, you start taking advantage of it.”

Disheveled and out of breath, Kotomi’s pink eyes glimmered with a teasing hint as she gave Megumi Kato a coquettish look.

She had intended to stand up, but now, even sitting was a challenge. After trying to move and realizing that her strength hadn’t quite returned, Kotomi gave up and simply stayed in Megumi’s arms, letting her hold her.

”I’m sorry, my dear wife~ but look, I actually improved this time. At least I didn’t tear your pantyhose,” Megumi said with a sheepish grin before leaning down to plant a quick kiss on Kotomi’s cheek.

”You sound almost proud of yourself. Should I praise you for that too?”

”Hehe, no need for that… I was just thinking, we still have a bit of time left, so maybe we could…”

”No! Don’t even think about it!”

Before Megumi could finish her sentence, Kotomi immediately cut her off. If they went another round, she honestly doubted she’d be able to perform properly on stage later.

After resting for a bit, Megumi obediently helped Kotomi fix her clothes.

”Kotomi,” Megumi said suddenly.

”Hm?” Kotomi looked up, her cheeks still tinted with a shy blush.

”Um… after school today, are you and Yukino and the others staying behind to rehearse again?”

”Of course not,” Kotomi replied without hesitation. ”The performance ends today. There’s no reason to stay late for more practice. I’m more curious about what Mom’s going to cook for dinner tonight.”

Though she was disappointed about not being able to play Apex the night before—leaving her hands feeling a little empty—Kotomi was determined to play a few solid rounds once she got home today. She had to win at least one match!

Still, part of her kind of wanted to stay at school another night. After all, once you’ve tasted something wonderful, it’s hard to stop craving it.

After spending one night sharing a bed with two other girls, Kotomi found herself increasingly fond of the feeling. In fact, she was starting to imagine what it might be like to sleep with three girls… or four… or five… or even six.

Exactly how many girls she wanted to sleep with, Kotomi couldn’t quite say. The number just seemed to keep growing.

Once, she even dreamed of lying in one giant bed surrounded by 20,000 beautiful girls.

When Megumi heard that Kotomi would be going home after school, her eyes lit up instantly. ”Then can we go home together today?” she asked, her voice full of hopeful anticipation.