7 My mighty wealth cannot buy thee? (3)
"But…what's the point in life, then? " Ayumi asked as she held her painful chest with a frown on her melancholic face.
Yuuto felt discomfort upon seeing the usually optimistic and happy Ayumi in this state, nonetheless, he never planned to make her depressed but he planned to uplift her spirit.
Yuuto figured it out even before he learned it from Ayumi that she was dying from within, maybe that was the reason she cheated in the future, because along with her crippling depression, she also had to bear with loneliness and take care of a child at the same time. Furthermore, what's life without passion?
So, Yuuto figured, that in the future, he may have not fixed her problems, or even noticed it for God's sake, but now that he has, he's going to fix it!
Even though he knew before that her hobby of drawing was partially her life; he never noticed that the effects of not being able to draw would be this great on her.
"You know, one day even I myself woke up in the morning with the knowledge that whatever I do, will simply fade away like dust and be banished forever into obscurity."
Yuuto stood up and shook his head, and to the surprise of the crying Ayumi, pulled her into a calming hug and patted her back.
"But then again, if I stood still in line with that same thought and worried myself into death, even though it would be meaningless, my life would make me feel miserable. Because if you think everything is meaningless, you won't have fun doing anything. "
"You have to take an interest in something in life, I told myself. I wondered what could interest me, now that I was finished with life. I could take a course in wine tasting, maybe, or start collecting model aeroplanes."
"Just because we're all doomed doesn't mean we can't have fun! "
"You like to draw, so do it. I'll help you regain that state of being. I'm sorry; because you never told me, I never noticed that you were going through such…misery."
Yuuto heard the sobbing sounds increase as Ayumi's arms enveloped his back with all of their strength.
"I-I'm sorry, I never told you before because I didn't want to be a burden, or plain. You k-know, without that talent I'm just as ordinary and common…as another girl on the street, I figured out that the only way to be different would be to embrace my…failure…and not be sad over it. ".
Ayumi's soft voice turned hoarse as sobs constantly interrupted them, her tears didn't fall anywhere as before they could, she wiped them away with a flick of her hand.
"Don't say things like that again. Who the fuck said that you are plain?! " Yuuto gritted his teeth as he wiped away Ayumi's tears.
"B-but, what if I'm not special enough, o-or maybe if I get boring…? "
Ayumi said as she looked at Yuuto like a scared kitten; her eyes bore thousands of insecurities and fears. Her entire body was now shrunken and unlike before, she was hunched and her hands held the edge of Yuuto's sleeves as if to say 'do not leave me!'.
Yuuto suddenly felt déjà vu over the entire situation. Didn't he feel the same thing over his manhood just a few minutes ago?
Yuuto peacefully sighed and without pause, looked at Ayumi straight in the eyes.
Ayumi's dark, but slightly moist eyes reciprocated his efforts by linearly staring at his eyes.
The atmosphere suddenly calmed down as Ayumi stopped crying and her tears started to dry, while Yuuto smiled and grabbed her by the cheeks.
"Ubububu!" Ayumi grabbed Yuuto's hands which were pulling her cheeks and let out cute sounds of frustration. Her eyes once again turned moist from the pain in her cheeks.
"Well, if you ever feel like this again; just remember that you're an irreplaceable person in my life. If I lose you…I'll never find another substitute. "
"…really? "
After Yuuto let go of her cheeks, Ayumi asked with a bright smile. It felt as if she forgot what was happening previously. However, the blush on her face exceeded the levels most humans have and turned her into a red tomato.
"Yep. It's not like I can find another cousin that's as loving and coddles me as much as you. " Yuuto shrugged.
"…Oh you~❤️" Ayumi giggled happily and shyly returned back to the stove.
Seeing that the matter was safely handled, Yuuto sighed in relief and patted Ayumi's back.
Yuuto knew that even though she appeared cheery right now, she actually was a bit downhearted over…something.
That something was a someone, and a dead one at that. To be honest, it was just another person that died before her 'bloom', and for clarity's sake; she was Yuuto's little sister.
"You know what, Aya-nee? I'll help you regain your drawing skills tomorrow. "
"You were…seriously saying that before? " Ayumi asked as she looked at Yuuto from the edges of her eyes.
Her cherry lips were slightly pale as they curved towards the sky.
"Of course I was! Have I every joked with you? I'll take you and Song to the beach tomorrow to lighten your mood! Come on, it'll be fun! "
Yuuto poked her back as he chuckled.
"…Okay, but take Mio along as well! " Ayumi said with an excited expression a she giggled with gaiety.
"Sure."
"I'll be going then, Aya-nee. Keep my food covered, I'll be back in an hour or so after I take a bath. "
Regret filled Ayumi's face as she whimpered. She was sad that she couldn't join Yuuto in the bath…
Yuuto calmly exited the kitchen and walked towards the living room, but he didn't notice Ayumi looking at his back with a arduously wistful gaze.
"As expected, my Yu-chan is best. ❤️"
…
"Dora Dora dora dora, dora the explora~! "
Hearing the childish voice booming from the living room, Yuuto sneered in disdain as he looked at the scenery in front of him.
The living room was, to be honest, simply didn't look like one.
Ancient Chinese flower vases made out of jade, paintings, a 45+ inch television hooked to an Xbox One X , a sliding door leading into a flower filled balcony with the view of the entire city. It didn't look like a living room at all…
On the sofa aimed towards the TV, a blonde haired girl wearing a pair of pajamas and a small loli wearing weird clothes were lazily lying and sharing a bag of chips.
Song's breasts were on the armrest of the sofa as she looked at the TV with excitement on her face, her hand was on her chin as she lazily grabbed a chip from the bag with her other hand.
In that posture, her long, straight hair, which had a flower pin in it, flowed down smoothly like silk and covered her slender neck and face which boasted large eyes and smooth lips. Due to the fact that she was lowering her upper body, her perfectly-sized breasts, which were hidden by her pajamas, changed in shape as they pressed against the armrest.
As Yuuto thought, this was quite the image…
Yuuto calmly looked at the TV, and on it, the English dub of the 'Dora The Autistic Explorer' cartoon was showing.
The show was incredibly childish, even more than Naruto fanfics, much to Yuuto's dismay. But the only reason he let Song watch this was due to the fact that it was a good way to teach her English.
…Yes…
Song is, as expected, not that good at English…or anything related to studying, really.
The only reason she managed to last until high school here was due to his…erm…'lobbying'? No, not lobbying but more like begging for sympathy.
Because, if the teachers didn't have pity or empathy for her when she got bad marks and upped them by one or two, Yuuto truly might have had to use his…'lobbying' skills.
It was his job to take care of her nonetheless, wake her up in the morning, make her food, make her study, help her with her homework, etc etc. He had led Song around since pre-school and looked after her throughout elementary school, middle school, high school, and even now, during his 1st year of high school, so it wasn't a difficult job. He received his pay properly as well.
Hell, Yuuto received three paychecks of 15,000$ every month just to baby her around, so why not just do everything to keep her happy?
Yuuto smirked.
Tis' was the greatest privilege of being born into a rich family. Because even if you do nothing, you'll still end up with more cash in a month than an engineer earns in half a year.
While Yuuto was in his inner monologue, Song mistakenly turned her head towards the door and noticed him standing there and staring at the TV.
Her dewy eyes brightened as she excitedly waved at him.
"Yo dawg, how ya' doin'? "‹English› Song said in a high pitched girly ghetto dialect.
"What…? " Mio beside her whimpered with her eyes squinted. Up until now, she hadn't heard Song talk in English before…
Yuuto hearing her ghetto accent cringed, but even then he smiled and came closer to her with a wave.
"When did you come back, Yuyu-a? " Song asked as she stood up from the sofa and moved to the middle spot, and then she patted the spot where she laid her head on previously and giggled.
Yuuto checked his watch and sat on the spot pointed at by Song.
"Half an hour ago, approximately. " Yuuto shrugged and looked at the TV.
Song brightly smiled and nodded her head, and without warning dived into Yuuto's lap and placed her head on his crotch.
Song then rubbed her head against his crotch and comfortably sighed, she then assumed position by placing her legs on the backrest of the sofa and glanced at the TV.
Yuuto had a nonchalant expression on his face. Okay, it wasn't nonchalant but a bit frustrated…
"Pap- I mean, nii-chan, what are you doing?! " Mio put her hands on Song's legs and looked over towards Yuuto with a suspicious look on her face.
Don't tell her that these two did these types of things daily?! If so, what'll happen to her mom?!?!
"Well, this happens daily and without warning, so I can't do anything…"
As Song was attentively looking at the TV and her head was way lower than his head, Yuuto moved his head towards Mio and whispered to her.
"I don't care, just get her head off of your lap! " Mio angrily punched Yuuto's chest, to which he returned with a smirk with interest.
"Okay. "
Yuuto separated his legs a bit and looked at the Song peacefully resting her head on his lap.
"Oi…I don't think I can give you a lap-pillow today, Song. " Yuuto said apologetically as he caressed Song's forehead and put the bangs on it beside her ear.
Song had a shocked expression on her face as she slowly turned around and took a look at Yuuto.
"W-why?! "
It almost felt like torture for Song to be deprived from being given a lap-pillow daily. It couldn't be helped, as it was a rather pesky habit of hers.
"Duh, look at me! I'm sweaty, smelly and I also have to take a bath and eat too, Song. " Yuuto said as without warning, he tried to move away his body.
But…
Song ferociously grabbed his stomach and enveloped her hands over his hips, effectively making her breasts smash against his dick in the process.
Feeling the two soft, but this time elastic, mounds hit his crotch, Yuuto slowly sighed as he looked at Mio with apprehension.
Meanwhile, Song put both of her hands on his thighs and lifted her body to his chest-level for a bit, and then she sniffed his body and happily hugged him with an idiotic smile.
"Eih? But you smell great to me as usual, Yuyu-a? I have never felt you smell bad before though, because you always smell…like love!"
"You smell like love to me, Yuyu-a! You smell the best! " Song rubbed her head against his chest, and Yuuto smiled as he looked at Mio and whispered.
"Hey kid, will you mind if I marry this idiot? "
"…I have to keep an eye on you, Papa, so you don't cheat on Mom!"
"Hehe, but I will never cheat on her though. "
"Yeah? Sure dad, I believe you. "
"Hey, I'm serious. "
"Are you? Then, can I have your signature on this marriage registration form I have prepared?"
"…"
Yuuto blankly stared at the paper pushed into his face, frankly put, he never thought that this kid would be this quick in gathering things…
"That's way too sudden, no way. And even then, can cousins marry? "
Although Yuuto knew that cousin could marry, he just wanted to bluff his way out of this conversation.
"Of course they can in Japan, have you never heard of the internet before, Papa? "
"Sign this quickly, papa! " Mio growled at him and pushed the paper straight into his face.
Yuuto felt his veins surge with anger as he pushed the paper away from his face.
"Go away, I don't plan to marry anyone right now. "
"I see; so you're the type of person that plans on spending his youth in a brothel; and spending your old age with a virtuous wife? Is that even fair to mom? "
"I didn't have that meaning! Moreover, that kind of person would be an extremely unpleasant guy, and I'm not that type of guy! "
Remembering brothels, a squicky smile floated on Yuuto's face as he remembered the bastard called Aayaden.
"If that is the case, what did you mean? Papa, please properly explain it to me in a way that I can understand. Otherwise, I am…am prepared to mobilize all necessary measures towards you." Mio said with a chuckle as she pulled out a knife from her pouch.
Yuuto felt his veins almost implode as he felt anger creep up towards the girl in front of him. He didn't know why but his anger was…more than ever ferocious.
"Shut up, kid! "
"No! If papa doesn't promise me that you'll stop doing these things with Song, I'll keep annoying you!"
"Till the very end, this kid!"
The happily smiling Song squeezed her way in between the dueling father and daughter, and approached the growling Mio.
"Hey, It's good that you two are getting along, but family members shouldn't fight each other, no?. "
"Wait, how is this considered getting along? " Yuuto asked as he turned towards the Song that suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Yup! Oneechan told me before. She said that when people argue, it means that they're slowly coming closer! "
"…I can't believe Aya-nee watches Korean drama too… " Yuuto facepalmed himself as he felt that his life was closing in on the end.
Ignoring him, Song grinned brightly and turned towards Mio .
"Right? You get along with your niichan, don't you, Mio? "
"Hmm, we get along for sure! " Mio spoke as she cheerily clapped her hands like a kid.
Yuuto sighed and tried to leave the sofa.
"Wait. Where are you going, Yuyu-a? There's still a drama I have yet to watch! "
"What? How does that concern me? "
"I don't know, but let's watch together! "
Seeing the hopeful expression on Song's face, Yuuto rolled his eyes and once again sat back on the sofa.
…
"Eh, Yuyu-a, why is that man unzipping his pants in front of that man?"
Yuuto facepalmed as he looked at the Korean drama being shown on the TV: 'Rebirth Of The Superstar'.
Yup, if you didn't get it from the title, hear it straight from him; the drama was centered on crushing people in the entertainment industry like a boss and…boys love. The content in the drama was retarded, but the idiotic fujoshi landwhales scattered across the world vomited so much love on the series that Naruto fans seemed tame in comparison.
Yuuto couldn't believe two things however: is Korea so wild that it had to include a sex scene by the seventh episode? And is Song so innocent that she hasn't even heard of the term 'boys love' before?
If course she is! Yuuto didn't know why but after saying that in his mind, he felt a sense of déjà vu… as if he forgot something that happened in noon…
Yuuto looked at the screen, now the male lead's pants were on the floor as the camera went to the floor and only showed the man's hairy legs and the other male lead's, aka the submissive one's, coy and bashful behavior.
Yuuto cringed in disgust as he prepared the excuse machine located in his brain.
"Oh this? They're just having a friendly competition on manliness, but this one is focusing mainly on their leg hair, just to see who's more masculine than who. "
"Ah! I see, so do you, Aayaden and Takeshi do this? "
"Yeah, totally. I do this almost daily with those dudes, and; I win, I always do. "
"Hey, why is the male lead now grabbing the other male lead by the collar and biting him in the neck? "
"Ah, don't tell you don't know this? Well, let me explain, the other male lead lost and now has to bear the punishment of having his soul be sucked out of his neck, and if he survives, he will live to see the next day. "
"So…scary…."
"Yeah. "
"Wait, why is the male lead ripping the other male lead's clothes off, too? "
"Sigh. You're still oblivious to the way the world works, aren't you? In this scene, the other male lead wasn't obliging and the male lead didn't like that and became angry, so that's why in order to express his anger, he's ripping the other male lead's clothes. So scary, he's truly macho. "
"Umu, men are scary… "
"Wait wait wait, why is it now suddenly morning?? "
"Since the punishment that followed after that was too dreadful, they couldn't show it to us. Mm, even if they omit it like this, it's quite terrifying! "
"Why is there cheerful music now, Yuyu-a? And why is the male lead's upper body naked under the blanket? "
"Don't you get it?! He has succeeded in devouring the other male lead's soul, so that's why he looks so energetic and cheery! "
"I won't watch this again…."
"Indeed, you shouldn't. This isn't suited for females, I suggest you watch Naruto instead. "
"Ewww, I won't watch that, I heard it makes people suddenly get brain cancer… "
"See, that's what I like about you the most. You also hate Naruto, right? "
"Yeah!"
…
"I can't believe she's that innocent… " Mio said as she face-palmed herself. She was now standing before Yuuto's room and in front of Yuuto himself.
Yuuto smirked and chuckled. "I don't know if you know this kid, but she's ridiculously idiotic and easy to fool. "
"I saw that first hand when she didn't know what sex was… "
"Yeah. "
"Don't let me see you around her acting weird again, papa! " Mio suddenly turned around and vehemently yelled at him.
Yuuto shrugged, but he felt another dose of anger hit his normally calm brain as he looked at Mio for clearance.
Mio deviously smiled as she winked at him.
Yuuto once again felt anger at this display of cuteness.
"Is this…related to the anabolic drugs?"
"Yup. Side effect. "
"I see. "
Yuuto shrugged and opened the door leading into his room, but before he did he remembered that he wanted to ask a question to Mio and turned around and grabbed the loli by her skirt.
"…I-I…no…I don't like incest, papa! Doooonnntttttttt! " Mio's eyes turned moist as she looked at the pedo grabbing her skirt, her left hand went to her flatbread chest and the other one went to her crotch.
However, her playful smirk revealed all that Yuuto needed to know.
"O-ow!"
Yuuto hit Mio's head and calmly smiled at her.
"I have a question for you. "
"Nooo~ I don't talk to bald men, mommy told me to stay away from strangers~"
"…It's serious. "
"Oh, ask away, papa. "
Yuuto gulped down the saliva in his mouth.
"The thing is, I might have figured out the reason why Ayumi cheated on me in the future. "
"W-what? " The still-playful look on Mio's face disappeared as she instantly assumed a serious expression and leaned towards Yuuto.
"Indeed, but before I elaborate, answer another question of mine. Can you…I don't know, see that the future has changed even though you're now here? "
Mio's expression turned into that of confusion as she wondered, and eventually, a "No." left her mouth.
"I can't see if the future has changed or anything without traveling there in the first place it's due to problem in the time machine not being able to sync memories automatically between the body in the future and in the past without the user intervening. "
"I see. Then, have you ever seen your mother draw anything in the future? "
"No…frankly, I've never ever saw her pick up a paintbrush since I was born…wait, I do remember her having a bunch of drawing materials by her bedside… "
"I see, then it looks like I am correct. The cheating problem is due to her being lonely AND miserable within… hmm… "
"Wait, what? "
"Don't worry kid, I'll solve everything. Now go and eat, I'll be back in a jifty. "
Yuuto dryly smiled and entered his room, much to the dismay of the curious and pouting Mio.
Why didn't he tell her anything?!?!
…
Yuuto closed the door leading into the bathroom behind him and looked at his room.
The light, white colored room filled with wooden furnitures and expensive gadgets made his heart beat. As it had been, the room was still as good as ever.
Yuuto wore his blue pajamas and threw his towel into the clothes basket, and then he walked towards his computer and sighed.
Yuuto sat on the leather chair and moaned due to the immense comfort he was feeling after moving here and there and running there and here, he then 'turned' the computer on by fingering its switch.
Yuuto felt like eating but there was another matter he had to focus on for now.
The manga studio affair, that was what he was going to focus on for now.
Don't get him wrong, he wasn't planning on drawing anything as he was quite bad in it, but he was thinking about creating an idea for a manga.
Since buying other novel's copyrights would be too much waste of money— and he wouldn't buy any of them either since none of them were good— he would just write one instead — not an entire novel though; but just the screenplay and the execution of the idea.
Yuuto closed his eyes as he wondered what would be perfect for a harem manga. Well, even he liked them somewhat so it wasn't much work to write one.
Yuuto opened the Microsoft Office program and started typing.
What would be the best way to start the manga…?
Even before writing a single word, Yuuto reclined back on his chair and sighed tediously.
Just then, his phone rang.
{Aayaden}
Yuuto picked up the phone and looked at the clock.
8:15PM
«Hey. How's it going, man?» The voice at the other side of the phone coughed. The tone of the voice was slightly deep, not the manly deep but the feminine deep. You know, the type suited for strong wahmen?
«Fine as usual. How's the plan for the manga studio going?» Yuuto asked as he knew, that when Aayaden wanted to do useless chatter, he would use discord and when he wanted to talk about serious things, he would talk to the other person by phone or in person.
«It's going great, man! My lawyer is drafting papers for opening the studio, and I've got the money from Takeshi. I've yet to contact some mangakas but I've fixed a spot for the studio!»
«Heh, don't tell that Takeshi was-»
«Yup, that's why he didn't call me or you after giving me the money. His sister checked his bank account and noticed a huge amount of money sent to me, so now he's under house arrest, haha!»
Yuuto laughed as he remembered about Takeshi's overbearing loli imouto. She acted innocent and gentle before everyone, but was secretly a tsundere to her brother!
«Though, when are you going to send me your share of the money?»
«Ahem, tomorrow…»
«Oh yeah, sure. I totally believe you bro.»
Yuuto huffed in anger and scoffed.
«Anyways, I have a question for you.»
«Yeah sure. Ask away, bro.»
«Would you mind if I want to create a manga based on an idea that I got recently?»
«Damn man, don't. Fuck off!»
«Dude, at least listen to my idea!»
«Heh, as if. I don't want to listen to anything related to you and your writing, damn. You write some really sad and depressing shit, I don't think people will read them…»
«Remember Yuuto? That one day you published a novel on an online site and got absolutely burnt because your work was apathetically depressing???»
Yuuto chuckled and stood up, then he walked towards the balcony and basked in the slow, gentle wind of spring.
The whole bright and vibrant, outline of the Tokyo nightlife was visible from his suite.
«You see Aayaden, you won't understand me; because, you never were a writer in the first place.»
«Pardon?»
«The thing is, my writing is depressing and apathetic because I myself am depressing and apathetic.»
«Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not saying that I can't write cheerful and fantastic characters that aren't related to my mindset, what I'm saying is that my personality and backstory heavily influences my story and writing, not the characters.»
«You must've seen it, right? Often in novels, the life of an author is reflected in his or her stories. For a writer experience can serve not only as a teacher, but also as the foundation of a story.»
«My experiences write my stories, not me. What am I? I'm simply a husk operated by my experiences. I don't write what I want, I write what my experiences and emotions want.»
«So…that's why your stories are seen as so depressive and apathetic, because you yourself, the writer are depressive and apathetic?»
«Is…is it about your little sister? " Aayaden said with a tinge of hesitation in his voice, and as soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted even opening them.
Yuuto cackled.
«Not even remotely close. But let's focus on the thing I was offering you, okay? "
«Sigh. Go ahead, I'll turn your story into a…manga. Just don't make the readers cry too much at the end.»
«By the way, is it harem?»
«Of course it is dumbsack, otherwise I don't think you'd agree to publish it.»
«The story starts with the protagonist, a babble dabble doo high school loner who secretly has a very sad past.»
Aayaden immediately began to talk.
«His dick was cut off at birth and due to not wanting to be shamed, lives as a boy but due to someone special, he accepts his past and learns how to become a cute trap?????»
«Fuck off meathead, if there was an unfriend button in real life I'd use it on you!»
«Anyways, I'll just state the entire premise of the story I have for you — What would you wish for if you could make a single wish? Sakura Yamato, an anti-social genius, knows his ideal wish. When at home, as he lives alone, he spends most of his time with his elder sister collection, fawning over anything elder sister related. Other than them, his only other conversation companion is a stuffed rabbit memento of his long dead older sister. But one day, the rabbit starts speaking out of nowhere, and claims its feeling for Yamato won't lose to anyone else. After transforming into a woman with rabbit ears, she states she is his sister, coming from Heaven to give him a single wish from God — how is it, bitch? Your dick hard yet?»
«Holy fuck, that's a great idea!»
«But wait, that rabbit you're talking about… isn't it clearly based on Takeshi's story?»
«Ah, nope. I never thought about that before though, that my story would bear resemblance to his…unfortunate experience…»
«Dude, his elder sister literally died right in front of him and left him a stuffed little bunny, he's gonna get the flashbacks again if you mention this in front of him!»
«Yeah…it's unfortunate she had to die.»
«Yeah well, I have another one, a lot more less depressing one — Yamato's passed his high school entrance exams, and now he's looking forward to a peaceful, lazy spring vacation before the entrance ceremony. All of that is ruined on the morning he's woken up by Hinata, a stranger who claims to be his childhood friend. The truth is, Hinata is a "tsundere childhood friend" android made for him by his mad scientist neighbors in celebration for him passing his exam! With all the complications his new "childhood friend" is going to cause in his life, what will happen to the peaceful vacation Yamato had hoped for?»
Literal gasping sounds began to come out from the other side of the phone as Yuuto grinned in victory.
«DUDE, YOU ARE GOD. LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK!»
«Fuck off faggit.»
