The Queen of Thin Ice - Epilogue

by Ben Firebird

A one shot Mafuyu Kirisu and Nariyuki Yuiga story. Weeks after the ending, Mafuyu and Nariyuki are enjoying the life they have created together. Planning dates and doing other nice things, happy couples do, with some unwanted interruption, from a certain someone. [Post-Mafuyu Route]

Hey boys and girls. I do not own rights to We Never Learn/Bokutachi wa Benkyou ga Dekinai, this story goes on after the Mafuyu and Nariyuki ending, so there is of course spoilers from that, and the rest of the manga, especially from the Mafuyu focused chapters.

The Queen of Thin Ice - Epilogue.

Arriving at his home, Nariyuki Yuiga searched a bit in his pocket, until he finally found the key to his and Mafuyu's apartment. Lazily unlocking the door, he opened it and stepped inside, calling out to his wife that he was home.

Yet he received no response. Pulling off his thin jacket, Nariyuki placed it where it rightfully belonged, then stepped even further into the apartment, he quickly found Mafuyu sitting quietly at their table, pen in hand, working hard on some papers. Judging from the annoyed, yet concentrated frown on her forehead, they were likely exam papers she needed to read through.

Nariyuki knew that she had recently gotten a new transfer student in her class, that had the same issues with history, that Fumino use to have with math, and that Rizu use to have with language arts. But unlike the two of them, this new girl had no interest in learning whatsoever, which clearly got on Mafuyu's nerves quite a bit, in her own words it had been like teaching a stubborn lazy elephant how to fly.

Smiling a bit when he thought about that rant, Nariyuki moved towards her, leaning in he placed a light affectionate kiss on her cheek, which had an immediate effect, Mafuyu let out a surprised cute squeal, as she turned her head, looking straight at him.

"Oh, hey you, I did not hear you get home, honey" Mafuyu said, smiling happily at her husband, as he sat down beside her, leaning in the two of them shared a deep passionate kiss. Kissing had quickly grown to become a normal way for the newlyweds to greet each one another, whenever one of them got home, later than the other.

Moaning softly into the kiss, Mafuyu reached up, wrapping both arms around her husband's neck, however before the pink haired woman could deepen the loving kiss even further, her stomach let out a loud growling sound, that made it perfectly clearly to each one of them, that she had not eaten much since breakfast.

Feeling quite a bit embarrassed by the sounds from her stomach, Mafuyu reluctantly broke the kiss, glancing awkwardly away from him. "I'm sorry about that, Nariyuki, guess I am a bit hungry" she apologetically stated.

Gently running his fingers through her pink hair, Nariyuki was honestly a bit amazed, by how incredibly soft it felt. "It's fine, Mafuyu. Why don't I go make us some dinner?" He said, yet just when he was about to stand up and head for the kitchen, Mafuyu grabbed tightly onto his hand.

"Before you do that, can I ask you something?" She hastily asked.

Sitting back down beside her, Nariyuki nodded slowly a few times. "Of course, sweetheart, ask away".

Reaching slowly up, Mafuyu awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck a bit. "It's about that new girl, Nakano, I have been trying so hard to teach her, but she won't listen to anything I say. I actually caught her falling asleep during class a few times, she is even worse than Furuhashi, it does not help, that she snores" Mafuyu said, clearly more than a little annoyed by the new girl's antics.

Letting out a thoughtful sound. "Hmm, I don't really think there is much you can do, sweetie. One thing that made teaching, Ogata, Furuhashi, and Kominami for that matter, actually possible, was that they had a passion and willingness to learn the stuff, that they did not know. If this Nakano girl, doesn't even want to listen to you, I think it's nearly impossible for you to teach her properly. It's not like you can force the knowledge into her head, Mafuyu" Nariyuki softly consoled her.

With her dear hubby being the one who had taught Furuhashi math and Ogata language arts, Mafuyu had kinda hoped that he had some sort of idea, that might help get Nakano Ruruka to at the very least pay a bit more attention, in history class. But, if neither Mafuyu's sour glaring, nor detention helped, there was not really much she could do.

At least as far as Mafuyu knew, the young bluenette haired girl, did fairly well in other classes, even though what Nakano mostly seemed interest in doing, was play video games on her phone, if she even bothered showing up, since she had the tendency to frequently skip classes. Which had led both Mafuyu, and Nariyuki to wonder how in the world, she had even gotten into Ichinose Academy, in the first place. It was only after much complaining from the other teachers, that the principal had finally broken down, and told them, that she was the daughter of one of the school's board of directors, that it all made sense, it had simply not been possible for them to refuse her.

"Irritating, but I see your point Nariyuki. If she does not have the passion for history or much else, then I guess all I can do, is try to make sure, that she does not disturb the others, who do have a passion for it" Mafuyu grumbly said, writing a small 2 at the bottom of the paper.

Of course, knowing full well, how frustrated Mafuyu was over this whole thing with Nakano, Nariyuki tried his utmost to come up with some more helpful advice, but he was frankly drawing a blank. So after sitting there a bit longer, he finally moved over behind her and started gently rubbing and massaging her shoulders, hoping to work some of the tension out of them.

"Ohh, yess, yesss that's the spot... Hmm, harder...! Ohh God yess, so good..." Mafuyu happily moaned, sincerely enjoying having her husband rubbing her stiff tense shoulders like this, it just felt so amazing.

Upon hearing his dear wife's loud breathing, moans and sighs of pure and utter enjoyment, Nariyuki instantly felt his face turn completely red, she sound like this, when the two of them, when the two of them.

'Oh man, why... why does she always have to sound so unbelievable sexy and alluring, whenever I give her a massage... I think it's gotten even worse, since the first time, when I massaged her lumbar area, dressed in that weird bear costume, miss Amada had forced me to wear, or perhaps it's... it's because, since then, I have fallen head over heels in-love with her, and find her even more attractive now" the young man thought, barely able to keep himself from leaning in and kissing that certain sensitive spot at the back of her neck, only he knew about from past experience.

However, before Nariyuki could give into his deep longing desire, to taste the soft skin near Mafuyu's ear. Her stomach suddenly again made a deep growling sound that made it perfectly clear just how hungry she presently was, chuckling ever so slightly in mild amusement, as he kept on rubbing her shoulders

"Why don't I go make us some dinner? I think we have the ingredients for omurice, it's been awhile since we had that" Nariyuki said, as Mafuyu let out another moan of pleasure.

"That... Umm does sound good, I am starving... Ahhh... good!" She cried out.

Placing a light affectionate kiss on her cheek, Nariyuki forced himself to stop what he was currently doing, even though he really wanted to keep going. Pushing himself up from his sitting position, behind his wife, the young man, started making his way towards the kitchen, kneeling quickly down, he picked up Mafuyu's shirt, sniffing it a bit, to check if it needed to be washed, which it did, picking up her other work clothes, that laid spread out all over the floor, trying not to pay too much attention to her black stockings. One thing he had discovered happened pretty frequently these days, was that he found himself thinking, how sexy Mafuyu's legs were, when she was wearing those.

Quickly entering the kitchen, Nariyuki left Mafuyu alone to recover from the short, but still pleasurable massage.

"Hah, hah... hmm... I really need that..." Mafuyu sighed, pushing herself up from the floor, the pink haired woman followed her handsome young husband, into the kitchen. Where Mafuyu saw, that he had already found all the necessary ingredients to make omurice.

Staying put in the doorway for a few seconds, Mafuyu watched with a small smile, as Nariyuki got out four eggs, carefully cracking them open one after another at the edge of the sink, pouring them into a red bowl, afterward he grabbed a nearby whisk, then started rapidly stirring the eggs while adding milk, salt, then finally pepper.

Upon seeing the evil black stuff entering the bowl, Mafuyu frown ever so slightly. "Umm, please don't make it too spicy dear, you know I don't like that" she requested softly, not that the pink haired woman overly worried about Nariyuki doing that, he understood better than most, what her taste in food was.

Of course, knowing about his wife's distaste for any sort of spicy food, Nariyuki smiled reassuringly at her. "I am not planning to add that much sweetheart, but we do need a bit for taste" he said, while putting in two more teaspoons of pepper, before putting the small jar of the spice back into the kitchen cabinet where it belonged.

Delight to know that he was not going to go too crazy with the spice, Mafuyu started helping him out, doing what she could, it still annoyed her a bit, that he was still the better chef of the two of them, but she was slowly but surely gaining on him, her hamburgers were much better than his now.

Yet, as the newlyweds were assisting one another make dinner. Mafuyu would occasionally gaze longingly at her husband. Unfortunately, that was something he was simply too dense to notice, which frankly got a bit on her nerves. Finally, after a few minutes, with little to no reaction from him, the pink haired woman decided, that she needed to take things up a notch. Brushing seductively up against him a few times, instantly gaining the attention she desired from him, when she pressed her round breasts against his arm, for a few short flirtatious seconds.

Immediately upon feeling his wife's breasts rubbing up against him, Nariyuki almost dropped the red bowl, as he turned his head, looking straight into Mafuyu's alluring light green eyes, seeing her smile ever so seductively at him.

"Umm, Mafuyu I..."

That was all Nariyuki could think of saying at the moment, as he held tightly onto the bowl to make absolutely sure, that he did not accidentally drop it, and the content inside.

"Nariyuki honey, the two... we have only done it once, this week. Later do you want to... to um, you know?" Mafuyu asked, squirming anxiously around as she waited for a response from him.

Seeing his gorgeous wife act all fidgety, cute and embarrassed, Nariyuki instantly felt his own cheeks turn brightly red, when his slow dense mind finally after a few short seconds, was able to comprehend, what precisely Mafuyu was asking him. While it was definitely true, that he had wanted to take the massage from before further, being asked so directly by her, if he wanted to make love with her, that evening, made Nariyuki feel quite a bit embarrassed himself.

"That... that would be great, Mafuyu" Nariyuki answered, unable to keep his mind from wandering back to that certain question Mafuyu had asked him on their wedding day, when they were walking home together, after the party. The one about how many kids he wanted, it had been a question Nariyuki had admittedly been reflecting about on and off since then. He still did not have a definite answer, but one thing he had realized, that he would kinda like to have one of each, a boy and a girl, not necessarily in that order.

Yet the thought of Mafuyu and him them having children, made another thought enter Nariyuki's mind, the thought of Mafuyu pregnant with his child, it was kinda exciting, thrilling in so many different ways, she was going to be oh so stunning, beautiful, and she was going to make such a great mom, despite her weird awkwardness, when showing the ones she loved, just how much she truly cared.

'I told Mafuyu once, that I wanted to make her happy, and that will never change, not in a million years. But, she does the same for me, I feel so happy, lucky, to be with her, to be a family with her, and once we do have kids. I'm sure that the two of us will be even happier' the young man mussed, with a deep content look in his brown orbs, presently so distracted by those pleasant thoughts, that he did not even realize, that he was staring absentmindedly, at his wife's thin belly.

Noticing the way, Nariyuki kept on staring at her, with that far away look in his loving eyes, when he attempted to cut up some vegetables with a plastic spoon of all things.

Tilting her head slightly to the side, in a curious manner. "Stay focused honey. Otherwise, you might end up injuring yourself while cooking. But please do share with me, what you are thinking so hard about?" Mafuyu requested softly.

Looking silently at the yellow plastic spoon a bit, Nariyuki wondered for a brief moment, how in the world he could get something like that, mixed up with a knife, shaking his head a bit he put the spoon aside. Then stood there a few seconds longer, his mind obviously still a million miles away.

Finally, he let out a small breath, then picked up a knife and began neatly cutting up the carrots on the kitchen counter. "I'm thinking about you Mafuyu sweetheart, and our future together"

Truly pleased with that response, Mafuyu smiled sweetly at her husband as she felt her face, turn slightly flushed. "Oh, Nariyuki honey, you know I frequently find myself, thinking about you, and the future too" she said back, which made the two of them looking ever so contently, into each other's eyes for a few seconds.

Following that, the dinner preparation continued, the two talking happily about what they should do for their next date, there was a certain movie that Mafuyu really wanted to go watch, how they would need to go out shopping soon, since they were running low on a few essential items, like bread, tea and rice, which quickly lead them to discussing buying a new rice cooker, since the one they owned, had clearly seen better days, and was likely running on its last leg.

"We should keep an eye out for one on sale... Um, by the way Nariyuki, I have an important errand I need to take care off in Akihabara, some day soon now, before it's too late, and it gets sold out" Mafuyu said, sounding amazingly determined about this, as she opened the fridge, finding some juice for the two of them.

The Akihabara district, that was the sort of place, Mafuyu rarely had any desire to visit, and when she did, there were usually some sort of purpose behind it, and knowing his wife, as well as he did. Nariyuki, had a pretty good guess on, what it was.

"Your reason for wanting to go there, has something to do with He's My Student, doesn't it, sweetheart?" The young husband asked, remembering the last time Mafuyu had insisted on them going to Akihabara, that had been because, she had somehow ended up misplacing number eighteen of the He's My Student mangas, and had been absolutely determined to find it again, no matter what.

While in some ways, the pink haired woman found it kinda flattering that Nariyuki knew her so well, that he knew precisely what she was planning on doing in Akihabara, in other ways it also annoyed Mafuyu a bit, as she wondered if she really had read through, the He's My Student mangas so frequently, that she was so easy to figure out. Maybe, it was about time she started looking for some other romantic mangas to read. It really was a shame that Ikeda, was no longer at Ichinose Academy, so Mafuyu could ask her for some recommendations, even though she seriously doubted, that she would have had the nerve to ask the manga loving girl something like that, had she not already graduated, the same year, her sweet hubby had graduated. Oh God, she loved calling Nariyuki that, along with other such things, in her head and even more so out loud, despite still feeling a little embarrassed about it, if anybody else heard her.

Squirming ever so slightly in embarrassment, Mafuyu awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck. "Umm, yes Nariyuki, the Blu-ray anime of He's My Student, was released yesterday, the limited edition it's supposed to come with a big figure of Kurisu sensei, in her wedding dress. It just looks so cute, I really want that".

Nodding slowly in understand. "Hmm, I see, why don't the two of us go to Akihabara, tomorrow? We both got the day off" Nariyuki said, enjoying the scent of the food they were making, as he stirred the food around a bit on the frying pan.

"That sound fine with me, maybe we can go to the movies afterward, I'll drive" Mafuyu happily stated.

Immediately upon, hearing those truly menacing words leaving Mafuyu's mouth, the young husband froze mid-movement, while he sincerely loved Mafuyu. Her so-called driving skills, terrified him to the very core of his being, they were downright nightmare inducing, she would always drive like she was practicing for a demolition derby, it really was amazing that she had not pulled over by the police a long time ago, and had her license confiscate. But maybe, that was because, despite how crazy she was on the road, she never went over the speed limit.

"Umm, Mafuyu sweetheart, I... I do not really mind, taking the train to Akihabara".

Tilting her head a bit to the side, in obvious confusion, Mafuyu blinked a couple of times, even with him always yelling and screaming at the top of his lungs, to be 'let out', whenever they drove somewhere together. She still did not understand, how overall terrifying he found that crazy look she would always get on her face, whenever she got behind the wheel of their little car. Even on their wedding day, she had that looked when she was driving them to the church.

"Please tell me, Nariyuki honey, why we should take a jam packed train anywhere? When we got a perfectly good car outside, just waiting to be driven. Besides, it's been awhile since we went anywhere by car, and I do kinda miss the bliss, I get from driving" Mafuyu said, with that familiar look already in her green eyes, clearly already imagining herself speeding down the highway weaving in and out between traffic.

It was with begrudge realization that Nariyuki sighed loudly in defeat, he knew that it was totally and utterly pointless, to try to talk Mafuyu out of taking the car, so he might as well accept his fate like a real, MAN. Even though, the Nariyuki was relatively certain, that even a professional stunt car driver, would be pretty close to traumatized, by how Mafuyu handled their car when on the road.

"You're right Mafuyu, it is pointless to waste money on the train, when we have the car, but please try and drive safely, I do not have the nerves for some of the things you do, behind the wheel" he said, fully realizing that his pleading would likely fall on deaf ears.

Blinking a bit in bewilderment, Mafuyu just stood there staring at him. "I drive calm and totally normal. As far as I can tell, it's everybody else who drives all weird, especially those big trucks with the trailers, they always go so slow, when they turn a corner. It's annoying" she said, seriously not getting why in the world those things, could not do that a little faster, it was not like they could be that difficult to drive, in a huge city, full of who knew how many other cars and pedestrians.

The skepticism, the sheer amount of skepticism, Nariyuki felt, when he heard his wife say those words, were not something he could keep from showing on his face. 'I really do thank my lucky star, that Mafuyu choose to become a school history teacher, instead of a driving instructor, when she stopped figure skating. I know I have to somehow get use to the way she drives, but I wonder if I can keep myself from actually having a panic attack, the next time we go for a drive, and we are behind one of those big trucks turning a corner. What is it with her and speed? Is it a way for her to get her adrenaline up, after the figure skating? Hmm, it might be an idea to look for a racing game in Akihabara tomorrow, if I can find something where it's possible for her, to mess around with a few super cars, it might help keep her somewhat calm, on the road. Or it could end up backfiring completely and make it even worse' the young man thought, then while slowly shaking his head, he went back to focusing on the cooking, taking enjoyment in the sound of Mafuyu's happy humming, as the two of them finished preparing their dinner.

Once the married couple entered the living room, they got comfortable at the small table beside each other. Immediately, Mafuyu reached out and grabbed the bottle of ketchup.

"Here honey, let me try to write something cute on your omirice, I might not be as skilled as Kominami or your other maid friends from High Stage, but I am confident I can at least write something, you'll like" she sweetly told him, than without missing a beat, Mafuyu began carefully writing the English word for 'LOVE' with the ketchup, but with the V looking more like an N for some bizarre reason or another, and the E looking nothing like a letter, of any kind. The slightly darken expression that appeared on Mafuyu's face, served as pretty clear indication, that she was far from pleased with the result.

Sincerely appreciating the affectionate gesture, Nariyuki smiled happily at his wife, as he gently took the ketchup from her hand. "I love you too Mafuyu, now let's see if I can't write a little something for you" he softly told her, then with a look of deep concentration, Nariyuki carefully wrote the kanji for 'DEAR' on the omirice, it was far from perfect, but it was still enough to make a light happy blush appear on Mafuyu's face, as she nuzzled up against him a few seconds, simply resting her head against his broad shoulder.

"You are always so sweet to me... Umm, darling" Mafuyu mumbled, not entirely certain why exactly, she felt slightly more embarrassed, about calling her husband darling, instead of honey. It was not like those words of affection, were all that different from each other, maybe it was because for some reason, or another, the word darling sounded a lot more intimate in Mafuyu's mind, than honey. It was definitely something she needed to be careful about calling Nariyuki in public.

Suddenly however, before Mafuyu could give all that much thought to how calling her sweet husband two such similar things, could make so many different loving emotions rush through her all at once, Nariyuki leaned ever so slow in, placing a light kiss on her forehead with such soft tender affectionate, a simple but loving action that immediately served to make the pink haired woman's fluttering heart skip a beat, as she glanced up into his eyes from her position against him.

"Let's hurry up and eat sweetheart, before our food gets cold" Nariyuki said, again placing one more kiss on her forehead.

Instantly upon the mere mentioning of the word food, combined with the delicious aroma of the freshly made, still steamy omurice, was enough to make Mafuyu's empty stomach, growled loudly one more time.

Knowing better than to comment on that, Nariyuki handed Mafuyu a pair of chopsticks, then picked up his own. Following that, they both gave their thanks for the food, then began eating, happily discussing the day's events and what movie they should go watch tomorrow, which Mafuyu was quick to insist on should be an anime movie of some kind, preferably romantic, and if not that the Magical Full Pure movie, that had recently been released.

"I heard from Umihara and Haruma that the Magical Full Pure movie was pretty great, but I have to admit I am surprised that you want to watch it Mafuyu, I thought you had your fill of that show, after dancing as Pure Pink, at the school festival" the young man said, thinking back to how unbelievable stunning and beautiful, the gorgeous woman he would fall head over heels in-love with soon after, had been up on stage, dancing so elegantly together with Umihara, Kawase and Uruka. The only thing, Nariyuki thought was a bit of a let-down, when thinking about the school swim team's lip sync show, was that Mafuyu, had not been singing along with the three other girls, she had kept her mouth firmly shut the entire time.

Even now, after being in a passionate relationship, with Mafuyu for over a year, and being married to her for three wonderful weeks now. Nariyuki had yet to hear Mafuyu actually sing. She never sang along with the radio in the car, nor in the shower, and that one time he had casually suggested that they should go out for karaoke on a date, the upper part of Mafuyu's face, had immediately turned dark blue, in sheer annoyance. She had then simply glared at him, until he felt so unbelievable guilty, that he found it impossible, not to sincerely apologize to her, afterward.

But even though, Nariyuki now knew better, than to mention the word karaoke to Mafuyu ever again, he still did not understand what precisely his wife's problem was, with singing. If anybody were to ever ask him to describe Mafuyu's voice, Nariyuki would say it sounded beautiful, almost captivating. It was so difficult for him to believe, that her determination never to sing in front of him, or anybody else, might actually be because she was completely tone-deaf. Not that he dared to ask her about it, he had no desire whatsoever to sleep on the couch, for pissing her off.

"There is a certain amount of entertainment value in the Magical Full Pure anime, it's quite funny at times. As for dancing as Pure Pink, that was also quite an enjoyable experience, pretty much my only issue with that whole matter, 'is how exactly you helped me get out of the costume afterward'" Mafuyu told him, with a light hint of red on her cheeks, and narrowed piercing eyes.

Of course, knowing full well what Mafuyu was referring to, Nariyuki felt a rush of guilt and embarrassment run through him, as he stared down at his plate for a few seconds. "Umm, yeeeah... I, I am so sorry about that Mafuyu" he apologized, taking a small bite of his food, chewing it slowly for a long time.

Noticing how cute and embarrassed, her dear husband was over her bit of playful teasing, Mafuyu felt a small mischievous smirk run across her red lips, Nariyuki was just so adorable when he was behaving all cute and shy like this. She had long since forgiven him for the Pink Pure costume incident, but that most certainly did not mean, that Mafuyu did not find it amusing to tease him about it, on rare occasions.

Even though, if she had to be totally honest, it was quite frankly a bit of a mystery to Mafuyu, how it was even possible, for Nariyuki to completely destroy the pink costume, by wanting to be helpful, by removing a small thread from it, exposing the sexy purple bra and panties, she had chosen to wear that day.

Then, after giving the matter a bit more thought, Mafuyu realized that she still had that underwear hidden away in one of her drawers. Maybe it was about time she teased Nariyuki a bit by seeing if he remembered that bra and panties. The pink haired woman felt pretty certain that her husband's reaction to the purple seductive lingerie might prove to be fun, but even more so, it might be kinda thrilling to feel his loving hands ever so gently remove the those article of clothing from her body, while softly kissing her skin. Shivering a bit with excitement, Mafuyu used her chopsticks to pick up a good piece of the omurice, being it slowly to her mouth, while still making plans for the rest of the evening.

"It's fine Nariyuki honey, just don't pull on any other loose threads you see in the future. While I do understand that it was an accident, it's doubtful a female student would see it the same way" she warned him in a stern tone of voice, that left no room for disagreement. Relieved to see him nodding a bit.

"Yeah, your right Mafuyu, I am never doing that again. I think it's one of those important life lessons, that has been hammered pretty severely into my brain" he told her.

"Good, that's good" was the only response Nariyuki got from his wife.

Following that, the newlywed couple fell silent for a little while, as they each concentrated on eating their meals, and listening to the light rain pattering ever so gently against the window, which lead them to briefly discuss needing to get the window cleaned someday soon, since it was getting a little dirty. Yet, with that turning out to be a bit of a boring conversation, the two of them soon fell silent again.

While Mafuyu usually enjoyed the peace and quietness after a long hard day at work, especially if her students had been a bit too loud and rowdy during the day. She particularly enjoyed it, if it granted her the possibility to get in a small nap, or read one of her mangas. Even though, she had read through the He's My Student mangas, four times now, Mafuyu still found it to be quite an enjoyable read, it had a lot of those sweet romantic moments she liked, and it was funny too.

Presently, however the silence only served to bother Mafuyu, she needed just a bit of noise. Reaching over, she turned on the television, frowning ever so slightly, when she noticed that the evening news was on, having already watched the early morning news, she had no interest in watching that right now, and one single glance at her husband, instantly told her that he felt the exact same way.

Quickly pressing a button on the remote, Mafuyu changed the canal. The next one, was showing one of those long tedious gardening shows, that even the host herself, seemed downright bored with. Again pressing the button, the next one was showing a cute children's program, that she only listened to for about two seconds, before continuing. Frowning slightly, in mild annoyance, over not being able to find anything fun or interesting for them to watch.

Finally, after zapping through a few more channels, Mafuyu stopped at a sports channel, that was showing a Olympic-size swimming pool, where a swimming competition from Australia was taking place, some girls were presently getting out off the water, while others were getting ready to take their turn.

"Hmm, she seems to be doing well, I am glad" Mafuyu thoughtful stated, at the brief glimpse they got of a smirking Takemoto Uruka in a red and black one piece swimsuit. For everyone who knew her, the violet haired girl was obviously pretty excited about what was going on and going up against fellow competitors.

"Yeah, it's good to see her, even if it's through the TV. Do you think she will win?" Nariyuki asked his wife, as he watched Uruka stretch both of her arms a bit.

"Well knowing Takemoto, I am certain that she is going to give it her absolute best, that is pretty much part of her nature. But she is definitely in for a challenge, none of those other girls would be there, if they were not all great swimmers. So keep your fingers crossed, Nariyuki" Mafuyu said, closely observing each and every one, of Takemoto's competitors, as they were being shown on camera, she paid peculiar attention to another Japanese girl, with a slim build, green eyes and brown hair. Narrowing her light green eyes a bit, Mafuyu knew, that she had at some point seen that young woman compete before, she was in no way a slowpoke. But since the pink haired teacher, generally had so little interest in swimming sports, her name was not one Mafuyu was able to remember, but the brunette might very prove to be Takemoto's biggest hindrance in winning this race.

Finally, the start went off, the row of girls simultaneously leaped into the water, with a light splash, each one of them swimming like their very life depend on it, Uruka appeared to get a bit of a lead, and it seemed at first like she was leaving most of her competitors in the dust.

Yet about halfway down the lane, she was suddenly overtaken by the other Japanese girl, which immediately served to make Uruka increase her already impressive speed, even further, hastily gaining on her speedy moving opponent. Rolling around, then kicking off from the wall, they continued back towards where they came. Soon Uruka and the other slim girl, were racing neck by neck, neither one of them welling to give en an inch, both girls absolutely determined to win, to claim first place over the other. Eventually the end was rapidly approaching, it was impossible for anyone to tell, which girl would be the victor, who would be the one to touch the wall first.

Despite both having their eyes glued, so intensely on the TV screen, that they each, momentarily forget to eat what little food they had left, neither Mafuyu, nor Nariyuki was able to tell, who of the two girls won, it really did seem like they had reached the wall, at exactly the same time.

Finally, the commentator after a few long highly tense seconds called out a name, for them and the huge audience to hear.

"And the winner is Ruri Miyamoto, followed by Uruka Takemoto, and in third we got our very own...".

Quickly pressing the mute button on the remote, before the announcer could finish, Mafuyu turned her attention towards her husband. "Ah, that was too bad, I was sincerely hoping to see Takemoto win, here. But, that could have gone either way, I, for one, believe that both of us should be proud of her, honey".

Nodding slowly in agreement, Nariyuki noticed, that Uruka even though there was a hint of disappointment in her pink eyes. She still had that smirk on her face, that made it obvious to all, that she had most definitely enjoyed the challenging race, despite only claiming second place this time. And was already eagerly anticipating her next opportunity to swim and go up against this Ruri Miyamoto person.

"I am proud of her, Mafuyu. And there is no way that getting second place in one competition, is enough to break her spirit. After this, she is going to put in a crazy amount of train, so she is ready whenever she gets a chance for a rematch" Nariyuki thoughtfully said, then picked up a bit of rise, bring it to his mouth.

Follewing, his example, Mafuyu tighten her hold on her chopsticks, as she picked up a nice piece of omurice, that still had a bit of ketchup on it, bring it to her mouth, she chewed it thoroughly a few times before swallowing the tasty food.

"That's what I did those times I lost when I did figure skating. When one does any kind of sport, it is strictly necessary to learn to lose with some dignity. Nobody, is going to like those competitors, that act like a spoiled little brat, when they lose. In my eyes, it's a pretty good way to ruin one's career" Mafuyu said, thinking briefly about how difficult it had been for Miharu, to learn that lesson after her first loss. With her little sister being such a major perfectionist, accepting that she only got third place, had been such a difficult thing for her to do, since she steadfastly believed that her skating had perfect, in any way. It was only after her aunt Akina, had so cleverly told her, that it would ruin her perfect image, if she did not learn to behave properly, after a defeat. Since then, Miharu would always act with a certain amount of dignity those times she lost, even though she was still clearly quite disappointed, which was of course a totally natural reaction.

"Yeah, that does make a certain amount of sense. I know you won quite a few times Mafuyu, but in truth, I have no idea about how many times you lost. Even with all those times, Miharu has forced me to repeatedly watch all the recordings she has collected of your figure skating, she has only kept the ones where you won. But considering how graceful and beautiful you were, when skating or even when just entering the rink, I have no doubts, that you were just as graceful those rare times when you lost" the young man told his wife.

Not certain she had actually heard him correctly, Mafuyu blinked rapidly a half-dozen times. "Wha...? What? Please tell me you are kidding?! You mean to tell me, that Miharu actually kept all of those? That's just so embarrassing! And even more so, that she forced you to repeatedly watch them. Why would she do that?" Mafuyu asked in utter bewilderment, she just couldn't understand what purpose, her little sister had for making her husband do that.

"It was near the beginning of our relationship, not long after the two of us had started dating Mafuyu, she insisted pretty severely that I needed to know all those things, about your figure skating career. She then quizzed me pretty rigorously about it, afterward. In the end, I just figured that it would be a lot easier to go along with whatever she said, instead of trying to talk my way out of it" Nariyuki explained.

Sighing loudly and rolling her eyes, Mafuyu rubbed her forehead a bit in slight frustration. "Ohh, that girl and her bizarre ideas, I thought that she was getting better. I am so sorry that she put you through that, Nariyuki"

Reaching over, Nariyuki took a gentle hold on Mafuyu's hand, giving it a light affectionate squeeze. "It's fine Mafuyu, there is no need for you to apologize. Besides, it weren't that bad, I do enjoy watching you skate, it reminds me so much, of that time when you gave me that personal skating lesson. It was such a fun, wonderful experience, and now that I think back to it, kinda romantic too, with Hino playing piano music in the background. Yet, the one thing I remember most of all is, how stunningly beautiful you were in the soft golden light of the setting sun, you were just breathtaking, back then" he told her, tenderly stroking her soft hand with his thumb.

Those sweet affectionate word along with the loving tenderness, the pink haired woman heard in her husband's voice, immediately served to make Mafuyu's heart skipping a beat, as she felt a deep immense blush appear on her cheeks. Nuzzling up against Nariyuki, she pressed her red face into his shoulder, in an almost cat like manner, in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.

"Mmm, I love it so much when you say such things to me, Nariyuki. It makes me feel so special" she said gripping tightly onto his right wrist to make absolutely certain, that it was not possible for him to go anywhere right now, she wanted him to stay right there beside her.

Reaching up with his left hand, Nariyuki gently ran his fingers through Mafuyu's soft pink hair. "You are special Mafuyu, to me, you are the most special woman in the whole world, I love you, I love you so much. I am so happy, that we, that the two of us, are able to be spending the rest of our lives together" he said, kissing the top of her head.

Rubbing her face back and forth against his shoulder, Mafuyu from her position, gazed up into Nariyuki's brown eyes, with a deeply affectionate longing look in her light green orbs.

"Nariyuki I... I love you too".

Even as those words left Mafuyu's mouth, they each knew that there were nothing else, that needed to be said between them, as they leaned slowly towards one another, pressing their lips together.

At first, it was a soft, tender kiss. Yet as Mafuyu reached up, and wrapped her slender arms around Nariyuki's neck, combined with him lovingly stroking her slim waist, immediately served to make their first kiss of the evening, grow even more intense and passionate.

"Mmm... Nariyuki... more, oh kiss me more..." Mafuyu moaned against her husband's lips, running her fingers through the thin hair at the back of his head, enjoying how smooth and soft it felt between her fingers, as she tightened her grip around him, hoping to deepen the kiss even further.

More than happy to oblige with his wife's longing request, Nariyuki ran his tongue across her sweet red lips, tasting a slight hint of ketchup upon them. Whimpering slightly in delight, when feeling his tongue once more slide back over her lips, Mafuyu parted her gasping lips, then thrust her own tongue out, to meet his. Soon, both their tongues were playfully dancing around one another. Each of the newlywed couple determined to taste each other's lips, as deeply as humanly possible.

Despite the two of them, having their lips firmly locked together, Mafuyu still felt the intense need to be even closer to her beloved husband, wiggling nimbly up onto Nariyuki's lap, which resulted in his hands slipping away from her waist, down to her butt.

Simply unable to stop himself, Nariyuki gently squeezed his wife's round ass, instantly making Mafuyu squeal and giggle a bit into the kiss, as she with some reluctance broke the passionate lip-lock, glaring with narrowed seductive eyes at the young man she loved.

"Mmm naughty, you are so naughty, Nariyuki" Mafuyu flirtatiously told him, breathing deeply as she rested her forehead against his, each of them staring intensely into each other's eyes, trying to convey how much love they felt for one another.

Considering how loving and intimate his and Mafuyu's relationship truly were, especially these happy wondrous days, so soon after saying yes to each other at the altar.

One thing in particularly, Mafuyu seemed to enjoy doing, was for them to take baths together, gently washing each other's bodies. She enjoyed it so much, that she had even talked about bring a bottle of sake or champagne in there, since she thought that was both cute and romantic, in anime and movies. But, when taking Mafuyu's exceptionally low alcohol tolerance into consideration, Nariyuki had quickly talked her out of that idea, since he knew, that just one sip of alcohol, would be enough to make her pass out in the tub. Instead, he had convinced her that it would be just as cute and romantic with a couple of sodas.

But even considering those times they had made love in the bath, along with all the other pleasurable things, a happy newlywed couple, head over heels in-love with each other, would usually do together, just three short weeks into their marriage. Still being called out on what he was presently doing, still made Nariyuki feel somewhat embarrassed.

However, just when Nariyuki was about to pull his exploring hands away from her rear, he noticed the cheeky seductive grin on Mafuyu's crimson lips, which lead him to instantly realize that she actually did not mind his hands being where they were, again giving her butt a slight squeeze.

"Well, can you blame me, sweetheart? When me wife just so happens to be so unbelievable gorgeous and sexy" Nariyuki said, lightly placing one kiss after another all over her face, he kissed her cheeks, her nose, the top part of her lips, followed by the lower part, then finally her chin.

"Flatter, you can be such a sweet flatter at times. Do you know that it is getting you everywhere? So no, Nariyuki I guess I can not blame you for being naughty".

Even as those words left Mafuyu's mouth, she only a split second later let out a gratified whimper, at the tender attention her precious husband was giving her. Tilting her head a bit back, as Nariyuki's sweet lips traveled from her chin, down to her neck, finding that certain sensitive spot, only he knew about, sucking lightly on it, which made the pink haired woman hiss and moan slightly in bliss.

Clinging tightly on to the young man she loved, Mafuyu rapidly ran the fingers on both of her hands through Nariyuki's hair, pantingly informing him that no hickeys were allowed. Mafuyu, knew how embarrassed she would be, if her students, or their colleagues noticed something like that on her skin.

Despite, barely able to think straight at the moment, thanks to Nariyuki's exhilarating actions, Mafuyu had little to no trouble imagining, just how much, Fujita sensei, and Takiwara sensei would tease her, if they saw her with a hickey, those two would probably say something along the lines of Nariyuki and her, acting like a pair of love-struck teenagers, not mention the knowing smirk the principal would send her and Nariyuki.

But most of all, Mafuyu feared just how vigorously, Sato sensei, Suzuki sensei and Kokubu sensei, would grill her dear husband about it. Those three dunderheads, much to her deep puzzlement and annoyance, seemed particularly keen on asking all sort of questions about hers and Nariyuki's marriage.

While in truth, being the spouse of the man she cherished most of all in the world, made Mafuyu feel more joyful, than she had ever felt before in her entire life. She, while grateful, for the attention her fellow instructors and students had given at hers, and Nariyuki's wedding. Mafuyu, was frankly getting a little confused about why, cheerful talks of the ceremony, was still happening at Ichinose Academy, what precisely was it, that made it such an interesting topic to some people, even after three weeks.

Perhaps, she should try asking Chiyoko if she knew, the next time they got together for coffee, or maybe Nariyuki somehow knew, her husband was after all, a lot more knowledgeable, in what one would consider to be normal human behavior, than she was, even though she was getting a lot better at it, thanks to her dear, Nariyuki.

'Ohh Nariyuki, that spot, why do you always kiss that spot...? You know, I always feel so weak when you kiss my... My neck...emm'.

"Emm, Nariyuki my lips, please kiss my lips again..." she breathed out in a hoarse tone.

Of course not wanting to disappoint her, Nariyuki placed one last tender kiss on his wife's slender neck, then slowly raised his head, kissing her cheek along the way, then looked straight into her light green eyes, for a few brief seconds.

"I love you Mafuyu Yuiga" he softly told her, then leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, kissing his wife with all the love and passion her felt towards her.

"Mmm I love you too Nariyuki Yuig... Ohh..." Mafuyu moaned into the kiss.

Neither the happy wife, nor husband, had the faintest concept of just how long, Mafuyu sat on Nariyuki's lap, passionately kissing and making out like there were no tomorrow.

But despite however much enjoyment, Mafuyu truly found in this special quality time with Nariyuki, her most precious someone. She, was facing a bit of a dilemma, one that was getting quite difficult for her to keep on ignoring. Her legs, after sitting in the same position on Nariyuki's lap for such a long time, both of her legs had fallen asleep and were getting quite a bit sore, she needed to move them, she needed to stretch them, to try to get rid of some of the intense soreness in them.

So, it was, with a low dissatisfy moan, that Mafuyu reluctantly broke the deep kiss, sending her husband a soft apologetic look, she reached down to rub her knees and ankles.

"I'm so sorry to break up on fun, Nariyuki dear, it's just that my legs hurts from sitting here for so long, just give me a bit, then we...we umm... You know why don't you just stay right where you are, I'll be right back" the totally flushed Mafuyu said, then with a small groan, she with the help of the table, pushed herself up onto her feet, each of her legs making a bit of a cracking sound.

Putting her hands on her hips, Mafuyu stretched her back a bit, trying not to pay too much attention to Nariyuki. However, that quickly proved to be quite a challenge, since his warm loving gaze never strayed away from her, even for a second. Glancing in the direction of a certain drawer, the pink haired woman wondered if it was somehow possible for her, to get her hands on the sexy purple lingerie she had in there, without Nariyuki noticing it. Mafuyu, did not want him to see the underwear, before she had it on, she briefly considered instructing him to go wait outside. But, since the rain was now pouring down rapidly out there, it was not hard to figure out, that him getting soaked to the bone, would kinda put a damper on things.

'Hmm, guess my only option is to hide the lingerie against my body, then change into it in the bathroom. I just wish he would stop looking at me with such affection for at least a few seconds, while I find the lingerie in the drawer, I do not remember precisely where it is. Hmm, let's see, what to do? What to do? Ohh, I know!'

With Mafuyu having felt kinda embarrassed about Nariyuki, looking at her with such genuine heartfelt love, but also with that sincere longing in his sweet brown eyes, that the pink haired woman knew meant that he wanted to be together with her that evening, that he wanted to make love with her. Feeling, an excited tremor, run through her body. Mafuyu, who had turned away, while trying to come up with a plan, to get the seductive lingerie out from her underwear drawer, finally turned and looked back at her husband with a smirk on her red lips, and a sharp demanding glint in her light green eyes.

"Nariyuki darling, please close your eyes, and do keep them shut until I tell you, when it's alright for you to open them again" she ever so sweetly told him.

Honestly quite bewildered by his wife's request, but in the end Nariyuki figured, that it was in his own best interest, to do what Mafuyu said. So without further ado, the young man tightly closed his eyes, even placing his left hand over them, to assure Mafuyu that he would not peek.

Leaning over, Mafuyu slowly tilted her head from side to side, studying Nariyuki's face, for even the slightest indication, that he might be trying to peek, raising her hand, she waved vigorously back and forth in front of his eyes, until she was absolutely certain that her husband really couldn't see anything at all. Satisfied with that, the woman placed a quick kiss on Nariyuki's right cheek, then stood up straight and went over to her drawer, silently opening it, Mafuyu started rummaging energetically around in there, for the lingerie she was so determined to wear for her precious, Nariyuki.

A small frown of annoyance was quick to appear on Mafuyu's face, when she was not immediately able to find the items she was looking for, she wondered, if the underwear might be in the wash, or maybe she had thrown them out by mistake. She had not really worn them much, since the Pink Pure incident.

Pushing two silky pyjamas out of her way, Mafuyu picked up a pair of white panties, a bit baffled about where they had appeared from, she did not remember buying them, they looked more like something Miharu would prefer to wear. Yet, after staring silently at them for a second or two, the pink haired woman decide, that they were not important, stuffing them back into the drawer. She, kept on rummaging around in there, finding some sexy blue underwear, that Mafuyu had received from a smirking Hino and Chiyoko a few days after, hers and Nariyuki's wedding.

At first, Mafuyu had pretty been grateful for the gift, yet once she got back home and took a closer look at it, she had felt so embarrassed about it. The seductive bra and panties were so skimpy that they barely covered anything, plus the garter belt, and blue stockings that were a part of the set of underwear, were just so...so, the red-faced woman was not certain what the correct word to describe it was, so in the end she settled for naughty. Just what in the world, were going through Hino and Chiyoko's minds, when they had decided to give her something so revealing.

However, even despite the severe reluctance she felt about it, Mafuyu still found herself, briefly considering the notion of wearing that lingerie for the evening. But, in the end she felt so unbelievable embarrassed over just imagining herself, in such skimpy lingerie, that she hastily stuffed it back down into the bottom of the drawer, then continued searching for the underwear she wanted.

Finally, once Mafuyu had successfully unfolded each item of clothing, in the drawer, she was at long last able to locate, the purple objects she had been searching so vigorously for. They just looked so cute and adorable, which, was as far as Mafuyu remembered, precisely the reason why, she had decided to purchase this set, at Chiyoko's Luxur Jelly store, in the first place. She could still remember that cute mascot character, that had been helping her out, back then. Looking the sexy underwear over a bit longer, the pink haired woman was absolutely certain, that Nariyuki was just going to love, seeing her wear this.

The thought of her handsome young husband, lead the slightly flushed Mafuyu to wonder if Nariyuki was still keeping his eyes closed, like she had told him to. Slowly turning her head, Mafuyu, much to her delight, saw that he still had his eyes covered up. Pleased, by his obedience, and eager to reward him for it, with the pleasant surprise she had in store for him.

Pushing the outright ransacked drawer back shut, Mafuyu found herself somewhat bewilder over why, it was no longer possible for her to shut it completely, like it had been before. However, despite how utterly perplex the woman was over how unfolded clothes, could take up so much more space, then neatly folded clothes, in her eyes they should have the precise same mass, but Mafuyu guess that was just one of those small mysteries in this world, she would never understand, so after wondering about that a few seconds longer, she decided that it was something she could ponder over at a later time. Right here and now, all she wanted to do was have fun with her husband.

Paying no more attention to the still slightly open drawer, Mafuyu got up from her kneeling position, then while clutching the underwear tightly to her chest, to keep it hidden in case Nariyuki would peek now, she began heading towards the bathroom, stopping in the doorway, she looked back at the young man she loved.

"You can look now, Nariyuki sweetheart" she softly told him, seeing him lower his hand, he then blinked rapidly a couple of times to get use to the bright light in the room.

Looking up at his beautiful red-faced wife from his sitting position on the floor, Nariyuki was easily able to figure out from the somewhat awkward way she was standing, that she was hiding something against her body, of course curious about what it could be, the young man tilted his head a bit to the side.

"What are you hiding, Mafuyu?" He asked.

Smirking seductively at her husband, Mafuyu did not move even an inch from her location, in the doorway. "That's a secret, darling. But don't you worry now, it's not one I am going to keep hidden from you for long. You just stay put, right there, I'll be back shortly" she playfully told him, then turned, and while making extra certain, to put just a bit of sway into her hips, to keep Nariyuki's eyes on her, Mafuyu head off in the direction of the bathroom.

However, while Mafuyu did wonder for a brief moment if her supposedly elegant movements would be even more appealing, if she had on her new pair of high heels shoes. Yet, before Mafuyu Yuiga could even finish that thought, or reach her destination, the sound of the doorbell ringing echo through the apartment, followed shortly by a couple of loud knocks, on the door, almost made her trip over her own feet. Hastily, regaining her balance, by grabbing onto the doorknob to the bathroom, Mafuyu turned her head, looking back at Nariyuki, hoping he would have an answer for how to deal, with whoever had the audacity, to disturb to disturb the two of them, at a time like this.

Sensing his wife's startled, slightly panicky look, silently asking him what they should do now. Nariyuki, raised his index finger to his lips, as a sign for her to be quiet.

"Shh, let's just ignore whoever is out there Mafuyu, since we so rarely get company at this hour, I'm certain that it is just someone who wants to sell us a newspaper subscription, or something else like that" he told her in a low whisper.

Those word made perfect sense to Mafuyu, as she nodded slowly a single time in understanding, only for the upper part of her face, to turn blue in sheer frustration and anger, when she once more heard the irritable sound of the doorbell, Mafuyu presently found their apartment doorbell, even more annoying, than one of the principal's boring long-winded assembly speeches.

The pink haired woman, despised those tiresome assemblies of his', with every fiber of her being, Mafuyu really didn't blame any of the students for falling asleep, while the Principal was yammering on none stop about the most mindless things, like a childhood trip to the beach. There were times, where she too would have fallen asleep, if Nariyuki had not been sitting right there beside her, helping her stay awake either by whispering into her ear, or occasionally giving her hand a light squeeze.

"Mmhm, no denied, that idea of yours obviously does not work Nariyuki dear, so new idea, while I go change into my surprise for you, you go get rid of the bothersome individual who is out there, just tell them, that we have no interest whatsoever in buying anything they have, I'll come back out once they are gone".

Barely having time to perceive Mafuyu's words, or even attempt to come up with some sort of reply, all Nariyuki could do was watch, as his pissed off scowling wife, almost tore the old bathroom door off its hinges, to get it open, then after hastily stepped inside, Mafuyu slammed the door back shut a second later.

Nariyuki, understood perfectly well, why his sweet Mafuyu was in such a pissy mood, from the two of them, having their precious romantic alone time together, interrupt like this. He too, was quite frankly struggling to understand why the person outside, could not take a hint and get lost, but hearing the sound of the doorbell yet again, made that abundantly clear to him, that whoever was out there was not going anywhere, without talking with either him or Mafuyu first.

Sighing loudly in defeat, Nariyuki reluctantly pushed himself up from the floor, heading with slowly steps towards the door. Wondering just who in the world it could be, who was, evidently so utterly determined to disturb Mafuyu and him, the frustrated young man quickly decide to take a small peek through the peephole first.

Seeing the familiar long pink haired, neatly put up in a side ponytail, the light green slightly narrowed eyes, and the overall impatient expression on her face, Nariyuki instantly recognize who the person on the other side of the door was. Not having even the faintest guess on what reason Miharu had for visiting them, at this hour, but knowing how unbelievable stubborn a person, his sister-in-law could be at times, Nariyuki realized that Miharu would not leave, without first finishing, whatever errand she had there, something she made profoundly clear, by once again knocking strongly on the door.

Simply unable to keep a second sighing from leaving him. 'I do hope all the noise Miharu is making out there, does not disturb the neighbors, like the quiet elderly couple a few doors down, they seem nice. I'm glad that all of these newer apartments of miss Chiyoko's, are all at least somewhat soundproof, that should keep the noise to a minimum. But even so, if she keeps on pounding on the door like that, somebody is bound to hear her eventually. It really ain't hard to imagine, just how pissed Mafuyu would be at Miharu, if she was the reason why, we got a noise complaint from the neighbors, just three weeks after moving in here' Nariyuki thought, as he reached out towards the lock on the door.

Instantaneously, upon hearing the noise of the door in front of her finally being unlocked. The highly impatient Miharu Kirisu promptly took that as an invitation to grab hold of the doorknob, twisting it, she burst through the door like a fierce rampaging tornado, that feared that if it did not grab this given opportunity, it would never again get a chance to gain access to her dear older sister's and brother-in-law's apartment, that she would be denied entrance to this sacred place, forever.

"Sister! Sister! I need to talk with you, it's very impor... Ohh, it's just you, Nariyuki Yuiga? Emm, what were you doing? Why did it take so long for you to open the door? It's chilly out there" Miharu said, glancing around the place in an obvious attempt to locate her older sister, while brushing a bit of rain water away from her jacket sleeve.

Having barely manage to jump out of the way, when Miharu had barged full speed in there, Nariyuki could not keep the skepticism from showing on his face. 'Why on Earth, does she sound so surprised and bewildered by me, actually being here? She should know by now, that Mafuyu and I live together, she was at our wedding, for Pete's sake'.

Shaking his head a bit. "I am sorry, that I kept you waiting out in the rain like that Miharu, it's good to see you. But not to be rude here, now really isn't the best time for thi...".

However, before Nariyuki could even finish that sentence, Miharu raised her hand, thereby cutting him off. "No, no, this is the perfect time. I need to talk with big sis, Nariyuki Yuiga, she is the only one in this world who can help me, through this... Uhhg, I never thought that I would encounter such a dire dilemma, but now that it has occurred, I am in the need of big sis' help, she is my only hope" Miharu said, continuing even further into the apartment, in the hunt for her older sibling.

With Nariyuki's caring always compassionate nature, the young man was of course genuinely concerned about whatever issue, might be bothering Miharu. But, despite how deeply worried he was about his sister-in-law's well-being, he realized, that now really wasn't the best time for her, to be paying Mafuyu and him a visit.

Hastening after Miharu, Nariyuki took a quick glance, in the direction of the bathroom, hoping that Mafuyu had heard him call out her younger's sister's name, that she understood, that appearing in the surprise, she had mentioned to him before, was a bad idea, now.

Finding Miharu in the living room, glancing from one side of the room to the other, like an angry starving hawk searching for its next prey. But most specific of all, her gaze, seemed practically focused on the mute TV, that was still showing that swimming competition, Mafuyu and him had been watching, before they had started their passionate make out session.

Judging by the annoyed scowl on Miharu's forehead, she was wondering what reason he could have, for watching something like this, watching all those girls cute girls in their swimsuits, when he had Mafuyu.

Amazingly enough, after a few slightly tense seconds, Miharu apparently made the decision, not to comment on in. Instead, she simply reached down, picking up the TV remote from the table, turning the silent devices off. Before once more focusing her full attention on him, loudly clearing her throat, she began her speak.

"Now, tell me Nariyuki Yuiga, where is big sister, Mafuyu? She is home, right? It's imperative that I talk with her!" She told him, while folding her arms across her chest.

Finding himself somewhat speechless, as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, Nariyuki knew that from the almost panicky tone of Miharu's voice, that he truly wanted Mafuyu and him to help Miharu out. But even upon realizing that, he was still feeling oh so anxious about, what state of undress, his beautiful wife would be in, when she finally decided to leave the bathroom.

The young husband understood, that it was essential that he figured out a way to warn Mafuyu, about Miharu's presence. But how? How in the world was he suppose to accomplish such a vital task without arousing Miharu's suspicion. While the younger Kirisu sister might occasionally act a bit weird, especially when it came to matters regarding her beloved older sister. Nariyuki knew, that Miharu was far from a simple-minded girl, that she could be quite clever at times, if she were to figure out that she had interrupted Mafuyu and him, when the two of them were getting ready to make love, there was a high chance, that she would never leave the apartment again, that she would stay there forever, to keep an eye on them.

But in the end, all Nariyuki could come up with to warn Mafuyu, was talk very loudly. Fortunately, there was a certain subject he had been meaning to discuss with Miharu for a while. "You know Miharu! With the two of us being related now, you do not have to keep on referring me by my full name, you can just call me, Nariyuki" he softly told her.

While Miharu in truth, did like and respect Nariyuki, he was such a kind caring person, that much to her thrilled and delight, made her older sister more happy, than she had ever seen her before, Mafuyu, was so much less emotionally walled off from her, and the rest of the family, thanks to Nariyuki. But despite knowing that, the prospect of actually referring to Nariyuki, a man, by his first name only, seemed downright preposterous to her, how could she do such an outlandish, crazy thing?.

Standing there in absolute silence, Miharu struggled hard to think about how to handle this situation, deep inside she understood that Nariyuki was right, the two of them were family now, so it should be natural for her, called him by his first name, but still, it felt like such a major step to her, could she really do something like that?. Yet, noticing the hopeful look in her brother-in-law's kind eyes, the young pink haired girl found herself not willing to disappoint him. Besides, it might serve to make her sister happy, with her. So then, with a nod of determination, Miharu forced her dry lips apart.

"Umm, I guess it might be kinda rough, since I have been calling you by your full name, since I met you. But don't you worry, I will do my best to break that habit, Nariyu...".

Even with how utterly determined Miharu felt, to accomplish this highly vital task, no matter what it took. The sudden sound, of her sister's voice calling out to Nariyuki, was all it took to instantly cut her off. The tone of voice her older sister had been using, sounded so weird, almost alien to the younger Kirisu sister, sweet and affectionate, in away Miharu had never in her life heard before, but also, also, what was the correct word for it? Umm, seductive?. But that couldn't be true, Miharu simply refused to believe that. Yet it was then, that she heard, the voice again.

"Nariyuki-kun, where are you, darling? Come check out your surprise! I do hope you like it!" Mafuyu called out to him, in that sweet flirtatious tone of voice, she would only use, when she was alone with the man she loved so dearly.

Feeling a hint of annoyance and disappointment, that her husband did not immediately come to meet her in the hallway, when she called out to him in such a manner. But having a sneaking suspicion about where he could be, Mafuyu smirked a bit, as she ever so playfully told him, there was no using hiding, that she would find him eventually. Then, while telling him that she could not wait to be with him, the pink haired woman, while ignoring the slightly chilly floor, beneath her bare feet, slowly made her way towards the living room, where she fully expected to find Nariyuki waiting for her.

Stunned, completely stunned and absolute bewildered over how he was supposed to handle this situation. Pretty much all Nariyuki found himself capable of doing was stand there, staring off into space, like a small deer caught in the headlights of an incoming car. Slowly opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water.

Appearing ever so slowly in the entrance to the living room, dressed only in her sexy purple lingerie. Mafuyu, was just about to call out to her dear, Nariyuki again, when she, much to her bewilderment, noticed the look of absolute horror on his face, the pink haired woman kinda figure that was how she looked whenever she saw a cockroach. Finding that look, during the present situation quite a bit insulting, a highly disgruntled frown ran over Mafuyu's face, as she opened her mouth, to ask her beloved husband what was wrong.

Yet before she could do that, Mafuyu suddenly heard a loud surprised gasp from the other side of the room. Immediately turning her head, she saw, much to her shock and horror, her little sister standing there looking at her with shocked widen green eyes, her mouth slightly agape, and her face white as a ghost. If Mafuyu did not know any better, she would say that seeing her, in just her purple lacy bra and panties, was almost enough to make Miharu tumble over and pass out right then and there. Sending Nariyuki an angry displeased glare, Mafuyu spun around on one foot, then hastily left the living room again, heading back towards the bathroom.

Not at all certain if she had been seeing things, or if her tired mind was playing tricks on her. That underwear, that purple underwear had been so naughty, how could her adorable innocent big sister wear something like that. Reaching up, Miharu lightly slapped both of her cheeks a couple of times, hoping that would be enough, to help her make sense of what she had just seen, then finally she slowly turned her head, glaring angrily at her brother-in-law.

"Nariyuki Yuiga! Would you please tell me why, big sister Mafuyu, was wearing such risqué clothes!? Please don't tell me, that when she is dress like that... that, umm, the two of you do naughty things together?" Miharu asked, her arms now again crossed in front of her chest.

Flinching in fear over the look Miharu was sending him, and at the sound of her foot tapping against the wooden floor, as she impatiently waited for him to give her. 'Ohh, dear God, this is terrifying. Miharu really does have the exact same pissed off glare as Mafuyu, I don't think I'll ever get use to that' Nariyuki thought, trying to figure out how he was supposed to answer his sister-in-law's question. While he truly cared just as much for Miharu now, as he did with his own siblings, Mizuki, Hazuki and Kazuki, moreover he knew that he would always be eternally grateful, for the help she had provided him, when he had been trying to win Mafuyu's love, and get together with her. But despite all of that, discussing his and Mafuyu's sex life with Miharu, was to put it simply, one of the last things on Earth, Nariyuki wanted to do, the only thing he could imagine, to be even more embarrassing and awkward than that, was talking with his mother-in-law about it.

"No, no Miharu, all Mafuyu and I do when she is dressed like that, is kiss and make out" the young man said, feeling a little guilty about needing to lie to her, but kinda figuring, that he had no other choice.

Watching him sit down at the table, Miharu nodded ever so slowly. The pink haired girl was not totally convinced, but she truly did hope that was the truth. "Good, that's good Nariyuki Yuiga, the two of you have only been married for three weeks, you should wait at least a year, before you have se...se...xz.. Emm, you know, do anything more than kissing" Miharu told him, sounding dangerously close to actually choking on the word sex.

Shifting his gaze away from the red-faced Miharu, Nariyuki reached up to take off his glass, rubbing his face and eyes a bit, sincerely hoping that would be enough to hide how uncomfortable, he felt right now.

'A whole year? That's a very long time to be married to someone, you're head over heels in-love with, without doing anything more than kissing, I wonder how many newlywed couples, settle for just that. I better make certain to mention to Mafuyu, to never bring up our wedding night, when Miharu is around, that might very well lead her to realize, that we had barely gotten back home, from the wedding, before we were in the bathtub together. I really do hope, that it wouldn't take much longer for Mafuyu to finish in the bathroom, I don't know how much more I can take of this conversation, it's just so awkward and embarrassing' Nariyuki thought, as Miharu took a deep breath, then began talking again.

Listening with quiet reluctance to his sister-in-law's words, as she kept on preaching in great length about, how prim and proper, she believed a recently married couple should behave, what they should do, but most specific of all, what they shouldn't do. It gave Nariyuki such a major sense of déjà vu, this quite frankly remind him so unbelievable much of what Mizuki had been saying to him, when he and Mafuyu had gone to tell her, along with the rest of his thrilled family, that they were going to get married.

Glancing over at Nariyuki, to make absolutely certain that he was paying full attention to what she was telling him. But it was kinda difficult to tell for sure, since he seemed to be somewhat lost in his own thoughts. That served to annoy Miharu quite a bit, and immediately made a deep scowl appear on her face. Did her brother-in-law not understand how important these things were.

Finally, after studying Nariyuki's face few a few seconds longer, the pink haired girl figured that her best cause of action, during this situation, was simply to talk that much louder. Taking another deep breath, Miharu was just about to tell her brother-in-law, how she thought Mafuyu and him should act when out in publicity. However, before she could get even one word out, she along with Nariyuki heard the unmistakable sound of the bathroom door being slammed loudly back shut, which served as a pretty clear indication to each one of them, that Mafuyu was not in a pleasant mood.

Appearing in the entrance to the living room, now dressed in a light blue tracksuit. At first Mafuyu simply ignored her little sister happily greeting her, she instead went over and sat down beside her husband, sending him a hard sour glare, that much to her gratification, made him flinch ever so slightly, obviously understand from that simple action alone, that he was presently in the doghouse. Hearing Miharu happily telling her, how much of a delight it was to see her, Mafuyu finally turned her head, looking straight at her younger sister.

"It's good to see you too, Miharu. Now please be quiet for a bit, I need to talk with Nariyuki, first" Mafuyu said in a cold tone of voice, that Miharu instantly understood would be unwise to disagree with.

Shifting her nervous green gaze a few times between the recently married couple, Miharu swallowed softly a single time, wondering what precisely Nariyuki had done, to earn his wife's ire, to such a degree. But judging from the half blue expression on the upper part of Mafuyu's face, which remarkably enough, seemed to perfectly match the blue tracksuit she was wearing, the younger Kirisu sister quickly figured, that it was best to stay quiet, until her sister's mood improved.

"I'll... I'll go make us some tea, while the two of you talk" Miharu hastily said, then hurried got up, and retreat to the safety of the kitchen.

Satisfied by the fact, that Miharu was a bit further away now, so it would be that much more difficult to hear what she was saying, and as she heard her sister started rummaging loudly around in the kitchen, obviously trying to locate the tea, Mafuyu turned her full attention towards her squirming husband.

"Please 'Nariyuki dear', would you mine telling me why you did not warn me, that Miharu was here? Do you even have the faintest idea about how unbelievable, embarrassing that was? While it's true, that my younger sister might not be too bright, when it comes to relationships, even she, after seeing me in my underwear like that, have to have realized, what we were about to do" Mafuyu hissed through her teeth.

Squirming around even more than before, Nariyuki glance down into his lap. "Umm, I, I did try to warn you Mafuyu, by talking really loudly" he said, finding it impossible to even look her in the eyes right now.

Loudly sighing and rolling her eyes at that excuse. "How it that supposed to help, you idiot? I thought you were yelling at the TV or something like that. You know, you could have just knocked on the bathroom door, and told me, that Miharu was here" Mafuyu said, ending her bit of scolding by giving him a light smack, at the back of his head.

The realization that knocking on the bathroom door, had actually been an option, hit the baffled dumbfounded Nariyuki, like a ton of bricks. Why? Why in the world, had that never occurred to him, when Miharu had first shown up? It was such a simple solution, all he had to do, was squeeze his fist together, and tap on the bathroom door a few times, while telling his beloved wife, that her sister was there. But for some bizarre, totally inexplicable reason, that idea had NEVER crossed his mind.

"Ohh I... Umm, I am sorry Mafuyu, I did not mean to embarrass you like that, I would never purposely do that, honey. Umm, I-I guess, I sort went into a bit of a panic, when I first saw her. I tried telling her, that now was not the best time, but she refused to listen to me" Nariyuki apologetically explained to her, feeling so incredibly guilty over having screwed things up so badly, continuously mentally scolding himself for not even thinking about knocking on the bathroom door.

Seeing her husband look so sad and regretful about it, the pissed off blue color immediately disappeared from Mafuyu's face, and the harden look in her light green eyes, soften considerably. It had not been her intention to make Nariyuki feel so dejected about this, it was not like it was in any way his fault, that Miharu had showed up at their place unannounced, the girl did after all have, a bit of a tendency to do that, particularly when she felt lonely.

But even though Mafuyu knew, that she would of course always love and cherish her sister, she would never stop caring about Miharu's happiness and well-being, she wished for nothing but the best for her. Yet, her little sister's current presence, in hers and Nariyuki's home, bothered the older Kirisu sister to no end.

Simply put, having Miharu there, had in no way been a part of Mafuyu's plans for the evening, she wanted to be all alone together with her sweet hubby. Mafuyu, had especially been looking forward to seeing Nariyuki's reaction, to the sexy purple bra and panties, but her sister had completely ruined that.

Leaning in, Mafuyu rested her head on her husband's shoulder. "I'm sorry for snapping at you like that Nariyuki sweetheart, this just frustrate me so much. I did not want Miharu to see me in so little clothes. Knowing how she can be, I am sure that she is ready to burst, with all the comments and questions she has, about that lingerie. I do not even want to imagine how embarrassing it would be, to answer those" Mafuyu meekly informed her husband, slowly rubbing her face back and forth against his shoulder in a feeble attempt, to hide her red cheeks.

Affectionately kissing the top of Mafuyu's head, Nariyuki ever so gently ran his fingers through his wife's long pink hair, loving how silky smooth and soft it felt beneath his hand. Hearing the almost cat like purring and the small content sighs, that left his wife's lips, served as a pretty obvious sign, that she was greatly enjoying and loving the tender attention, he was giving her.

The faint scent of the strawberry shampoo, Mafuyu preferred to use, had a calming effect on Nariyuki too. It was a scent that he had grown to love these last three weeks, it was the last thing he would smell before drifting off to sleep for the night, with his loving beautiful wife laying right there beside him, in their huge bed. But even more so, when she was resting on top of him, using his broad chest, as her pillow.

"I-I do not think you need to worry so much about that, Mafuyu. Miharu asked me about the underwear, and your reason for wearing them, after you went back to the bathroom. I do feel kinda guilty about it, but I lied to her, and told her, that we only kiss and make out when you are dressed like that. She seemed satisfied with that response" Nariyuki said quietly into Mafuyu's ear, then took a short nervous glance in the direction of the kitchen, worried, that despite him whispering, Miharu had still somehow been able to hear, what he was saying to Mafuyu.

Nodding slowly a single time in understanding. "Normally, I would scold you a bit for lying to her, Nariyuki. But under these dire circumstances, I am so grateful that you did, I really didn't want to talk with her about that underwear. I think if she ever were to discover, that we do more than just kissing, there is a high chance, that she might very well insist on moving in here with us, to keep us in line. Despite how much I love her, I do not think I could handle, living with her again" Mafuyu said in an ever lower whisper, than her husband.

Caressing her right cheek a bit with his thumb, before once more running his hand down over Mafuyu's hair, Nariyuki gave his lower lips a small bite, as he with some hesitation and reluctance whispered something else into his wife's ear.

"Umm, there is something else you should probably know, Mafuyu. After I told Miharu, about the kissing, she said something about us needing to wait, at least a year, before we do anything else".

Turning her head slightly, Mafuyu glanced up into Nariyuki's kind brown eyes from her position against him, the overall intense frustration she felt over her younger sister's weird ideas, becoming more and more obvious from the look in her green eyes, and the slightly twisted blue expression on her face.

"A year? A whole year!? That's crazy! If it had been anybody else saying such nonsense, I would have asked if they were, kidding. But considering Miharu's entire personality, I don't doubt that she is not serious. You-you do understand what that means, right, Nariyuki? It means, that we have to wait at least that long, before we start trying to have kids! If I were to get pregnant before that, I am relatively certain, that even my sister, with her limited knowledge about relationships, and how babies are made, would be able to figure out how it happened" Mafuyu said in a low tone dripping with annoyance over her sister's antics. Simply unable to shake away the nagging suspicion, that even if a whole year went by before she became pregnant, Miharu would still flip your lid, no matter what, it was going to be such a nightmare to deal with, they definitely needed to have either her mother, or her aunt Akina there, to keep Miharu in check.

"Ohh, geez, I'm sorry Mafuyu! I did not think about that, maybe I should just have told her the truth. Good God, the day when we tell her, that you are pregnant, she is likely going to blow a gasket or three, and be such a hassle to deal with, we definitely need to have my mother there, when we tell her" Nariyuki whispered to Mafuyu.

Who was a bit astonished by how close her husband had come, to saying her exact thoughts out loud, if she did not know better Mafuyu would say that he had somehow been able to read her mind, her dear Nariyuki really did know her better, than anybody else. Snuggling even closer in towards him, the pink haired woman knew that now that love making, was off the table, she would not mind falling asleep there against him. Yet before she had a chance to actually do that, Miharu barged back into the living room again, carrying a tray with three cups of steaming hot tea.

Stopping practically mid-step near the entrance to the living room, it was only because of the incredible amount of balance, Miharu had obtained from figure skating, for such a huge part of her life, that she did not trip from stopping so abruptly. Slowly shifting gaze a few times between, her sister and Nariyuki. The two of them snuggling affectionately up against each other like that, just looked ohh so unbelievably cute and adorable, it was almost enough to make Miharu squeal out loud. She wondered what it felt like, being so close to someone you loved, so sincerely.

Yet even though there was no denying on Miharu's part, that the sight of the recently married couple together like that, filled her with delight and truly made her happy, there was in the far corner of Miharu's mind, a part of her, that found their current behavior totally inappropriate, they should make certain to maintain proper distances, when they had company over like this. That part of her frankly annoyed her to no end, and was quickly shoved completely out of her mind. Miharu fully understood, that if she were to comment on them sitting so close, it was only going to serve to get her in hot water with her big sister, and that could not be allowed to happen, under any circumstances.

Loudly clearing her throat, the younger Kirisu sister kneeled down and put the small tray on the table. "The tea is served you two, I do hope you like it, I just recently learned how to properly prepare tea, from one of my friends" Miharu explained.

Nuzzling her face back and forth, against Nariyuki's broad shoulder for a brief moment, taking in his scent, before reluctantly breaking away from him, sitting up straight. Mafuyu, brushed a bit of pink hair away from her eyes, then hurried reached out and grab the closed cup of tea, emptying it from its entire content, in a single mouthful, only to cry out in surprise a split second later.

"Aww, that's hot!".

Shaking her head a bit over her sister's carelessness. "Of course, it's hot sis, I did after all just finished brewing it. If you want another cup, you should let it cold off a bit, before drinking it" Miharu told her in an almost motherly tone. Which instantly served, to make a childish scowl appear on Mafuyu's face, as she glanced away from her younger sister.

"Do you want me to get you a soda or some cold water, honey?" Nariyuki asked his wife, with a hint of concern in his voice.

Rapidly shaking her head back and forth a few times, thereby making her long pink hair fly around a bit. "No, no, that is not necessary Nariyuki, I can get that myself, in a bit. For now, I am more curious about knowing what we owe the pleasure, for Miharu's visit" Mafuyu somewhat casually informed him.

"Hopefully you and Mafuyu, are capable of helping her deal with whatever issue is troubling her, I do not think we in good conscience, could send her home, when she is in such distress".

Hearing her sweet always caring Nariyuki whisper those words to her, Mafuyu's eyes flicked over towards Miharu, who seemed to be kinda on edge, it was obvious that something was bothering her quite a bit. But even though Mafuyu of course agreed with her husband, that they needed to help out their upset family member, she was not entirely certain she actually believed, that it was as horrendous and important, as Miharu had evidently had made it seem like to Nariyuki.

It was no secret in the Kirisu family, that her younger sister, had a bit of a tendency, to make a massive mountain out of a molehill, and Mafuyu was relatively certain, that this time would be no different. The last time her sister had suddenly showed up like this, had been a few months ago, it had been because, she had accidentally while practicing, broken her favorite ice skates. For two hours, for two long incredibly dull hours, Miharu had yammered on about those skates, like it was the end of the world. Even when the bored out of her mind Mafuyu, had told her sister, that she had a date with Nariyuki, and that she should just go buy some new skates, it had only stopped her for a few minutes, before she had continued.

So not willing to be late for her date with Nariyuki, Mafuyu had simply decided to leave Miharu alone in her apartment, while she had gone out to dinner with Nariyuki, then to the movies. When that enjoyable evening had come to an end, she had shared a deep passionate kiss with the man she loved, then headed back home, where to her shock and horror had found Miharu, sitting there patiently waiting for her, still more than ready to keep on talking about those damn skates.

It was only when an irritable sleepy Mafuyu, had given her an old pair of the same type of skates, that she had kept stashed away in the very back of her closet, that her sister, had at long last, finally stopped talking about them. Mafuyu, sincerely hoped with every last fiber of her being, that this conversation, would not be a repeat of that. If it was, she might very well end up needing to scream into a pillow, for a few minutes.

Letting out a deep sigh, Mafuyu looked straight into Miharu's eyes. "So out with it already Miharu, what is this about?" She asked, with narrowed green eyes, that was meant to indicate, that she was in no mood for any sort of dilly-dallying, or beating around the bush, she wanted an answer right then and there.

Absent-mindedly, Miharu slowly added one teaspoon full of sugar, after another to her tea, even when she reached the point, where she could not get any more sugar into the cup, she simply kept on pouring it out all over the table, instead, until Nariyuki hastily reached out, and took the spoon away from her.

Following that, the pink haired girl simply sat there, opening and closing her mouth, like a fish out of water. Despite knowing precisely what she was intending to say to her beloved older sister, she had after all mentally been practicing it, almost none stop, before getting there. Yet, it was still such a major struggle for Miharu, to get the words out. Finally, after about two minutes or so, the girl forced her incredibly dry lips apart, then forced the words out.

"Umm, Mafuyu... Howdoyouknowifyoulikeaguy?!".

While Mafuyu was honestly quite relieved, that it would not be necessary for her to forcefully drag the truth out of Miharu, that she had been so quick to come up with a response. It might have been just a bit too quick, since pretty much all she had really been able to understand of that sentence, was her own name, in the beginning. The rest, might as well have been spoken in either French or Latin.

Turning her gaze, Mafuyu took a glance at Nariyuki, in the hopes that he had been able to comprehend at least a bit more of what Miharu, had said just now, and might be able to help her out. But, seeing him look like one giant question mark, instantly told her all she needed to know. Frowning a bit at that, Mafuyu looked back at her younger sister, who's face was totally red by now, and judging from the awkward way, she kept on fidgeting around where she was sitting, she was obviously greatly embarrassed by what she had just said, yet that did not change the fact that Mafuyu had not understood any of it.

"I am sorry that I have to ask sweetie, but could you please repeat that, a bit slower, Miharu?" Mafuyu requested softly.

Feeling an intense sense of anxiety and dread overcome her from having to repeat herself, Miharu placed a hand on her chest, taking a couple of deep breaths, in an attempt to calm down her rapid beating heart. Why did this have to be so difficult?. Perhaps, she should just send her sister a message over her phone, that way it would not be necessary to say it out loud again. But on the other hand, if she did something like that, it might result in her sister and brother-in-law, thinking that she was weird, which because of her perfectionist attitude, Miharu absolutely believed would be just as bad, as getting last place in a figure skate competition.

Looking a few times between Mafuyu and Nariyuki, the stubborn Miharu swallowed her pride, then reluctantly began talking.

"I, umm, sis h-h-ho-w, do you know if-if-if you-you like a-a, umm g-g-g...g...yu?!".

While those stuttering incoherent words had barely been understandable, Mafuyu still get the gist of it. A massive amount of doubt, disbelief, and a feeling that the entire world had just been completely turned on it's head, nothing made sense anymore. Considering Miharu's huge distrust and fear of men, there was no possible way that she had just asked for help with her love life. Slightly turning her head, the young wife glanced over at the calendar hanging over by the door, they were still pretty far away from April Fools' Day, so that wasn't it.

Besides, Mafuyu knew that her younger sister was far from the type of person, who liked making jokers or playing tricks on her, or anybody else for that matter, most days, Miharu was a pretty serious girl, who did not tolerate much nonsense. Which in the end, lead Mafuyu Yuiga to the only logical conclusion to explain this, she was laying comfortably in hers and Nariyuki's bed, sleeping soundly in his' strong arms, dreaming all of this.

Knowing that, the stunned Mafuyu reached slowly over and gave her left arm a hard pinch, flinching a bit from the pain, the pink haired woman found it quite a bit perplexing and downright weird, that it did not appear to change anything. She was still sitting on the wooden floor, beside her husband, instead of flying up into a sitting position on their bed, waking up Nariyuki in the process, where he would then, sleepy ask her what was wrong, she would then tell him, that she had an unusual dream. Following that, he would offer to get her a glass of water, which she would happily accept, after that, they would share a small affectionate kiss, then go back to sleep.

That was what was supposed to happen, that was what usually happened when she woke up in the middle of the night, after a nightmare. Yet even as all evidence spoke against it, and as Mafuyu sat there rubbing her arm in an attempt to lessen the bit of pain, she was still not entirely convinced that she was actually awake, that this really wasn't just some crazy dream she was having.

Of course, noticing his wife's peculiar actions and behavior, along with the weirded out way, she sat there staring so intensely at Miharu, like she had just miraculously grown a second head right there in front of them. It was not hard for Nariyuki to tell, just how many different thoughts and emotions, that were presently running rampage through Mafuyu's totally bewildered mind, not that Nariyuki did not share her sentiment.

When one considered, how uncomfortable his sister-in-law, usually was around men, especially after those few times when Kanade had attempted to flirt with her, those rare times the two had met. It was quite obvious to Nariyuki at least, that his old friend, had developed a bit of a crush on Miharu, from just meeting her a few times. Yet, Miharu made it no secret whatsoever, that she did in no way feel the same way about him. All in all, it had only served to make the pink haired woman even more wary around men. So for Miharu to actually show up there, to ask for Mafuyu's help with a guy, was honestly something Nariyuki never thought would happen in a million years.

Reaching slowly over, the young husband took a gentle hold on Mafuyu's hand, giving it a light tender squeeze, which was all it took for him to get her attention. "Mafuyu honey, you are awake, you are not dreaming this or imagining things, she really did ask that question" Nariyuki whispered softly to her, while looking into his wife's baffled green eyes.

Even though the sound of Nariyuki's kind caring voice, was enough to snap Mafuyu out of the intense foggy haze, she had found herself lost in these last few minutes, the look of utter bewilderment was not something that disappeared so easily from her far away green gaze, as she simply sat there staring intensely at her beloved husband, silently pleading with him to tell her, how to answer that question. The young wife found herself wondering if she might have some useful advice, from playing the He Is My Ex-student game, yet right at that crucial moment, when it was so important, Mafuyu could not remember even one thing, from that dating sim game, her mind felt completely blank. Maybe it was about high times that Nariyuki and her did another play through of that game, the first time had, after all, been quite a bit fun and enjoyable, despite how unbelievable tired, they had each felt the next day at work from playing so far into the night.

'We could get some sushi, soda, and maybe some ice cream for dessert, then just spend some quiet time together playing He Is My Ex-student. It might not be all that romantic, but it should be fun, staying up all night... No-no that's not right, evening, yes evening playing that game. Nariyuki and I, are not teenagers, so we should not spend the whole night playing video games, even though I kinda want to try that just once. Maybe we can find some different routes through the game, we could also see if we could get some more of those odd things, that seems to pop up whenever we do special stuff in the game' Mafuyu thought, already looking forward to planning that fun evening with, Nariyuki.

Realizing from the pleading look Mafuyu was sending him, that she was sincerely hoping, that he would be able to help her come up with some sort of answer to Miharu's question, but Nariyuki honestly did not have the foggiest notion about what to say, yet noticing the familiar signs, that Mafuyu was about to disappear into her own thoughts again. Opening his mouth, Nariyuki was about to call out to her, when he heard her mumble something about, trying the red bikini this time, since they went with the white one piece, the last time.

'Ohh, please don't tell me that she is actually thinking about, He Is My Ex-student at a time like this. Ok Nariyuki, guess it's time to get her back to reality again' the young man mentally told himself, just as he reached up and gently shook Mafuyu's shoulder a bit, telling her that Miharu was still waiting for an answer.

"Oh, right, right, I am sorry about that Nariyuki, I guess I got a bit lost in my own thoughts there" Mafuyu hastily told her husband, then turned her head looking straight at her little sister, who was looking right back at her with a great deal of expectation in her eyes. Sighing a bit, the older sister continued. "I'm so sorry Miharu, but I regrettably do not know how to answer your question. While I do have some experience in it, thanks to Nariyuki, my knowledge of dating and relationships, are pretty limited, most of my knowledge, stems from watching anime, reading mangas, and playing dating sim games with, Nariyuki. Yet, to tell you the truth, I am a bit curious about what made you think I am the best one to ask for advice on this subject".

Obviously disappointed by the lack of a useful answer, Miharu simply sat there awkwardly rubbing the back of her neck, before pointing her right index finger straight at her brother-in-law. "Umm, well sis, I think it's, it's because you got him, you got Nariyuki, you are married to Nariyuki! So I thought you would know better than anybody how one feels if they like a guy!" Miharu shouted a bit louder than she had intended, which made her take a brief glance in the direction of the windows, to make certain that they firmly closed, so nobody outside would be able to hear her.

Glancing for a split second over at her handsome young husband, before again focused her full attention on her fidgeting little sister. "Yes it's true that I got Nariyuki, and I love him Miharu, he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, but one thing you have to understand sweetie, is that it took months for me to realize that I was in-love with him, and even longer to convince myself, to tell him about my feelings. I thought it was inappropriate for me, to go out with him, to be together with him, since he was my former student. It was only when I discovered the fear, that somebody else might take him from me, that I gather the courage to tell him, how I felt" Mafuyu explained thoughtfully to her sister, sending Nariyuki a deep meaningful look.

"It sounds so sweet and romantic, but what I don't understand is how you know you are in-love, what does that feel like?" Miharu asked, not really sure if that was the best way to phrase those words, but it was the best she could come up with.

Narrowing her green eyes ever so slightly, Mafuyu briefly considered the notion of telling her husband to leave Miharu and her alone for a bit, so they speak in private, but in the end, she figured that there were really no harm in Nariyuki being there, listening in on their conversation. Perhaps, he might even be willing to share his own input, he did after all also have some experience with being in-love, since he had once told her, that he had been in-love with her, since his high school days.

Just thinking back to that day at the ice skating rink, after Miharu had left the two of them alone, where her sweet beloved Nariyuki, had again told her how he felt, was enough to make a considerable red glow appear on both of Mafuyu's cheeks, she almost felt like her mind was about to short-circuit. Yet, the pink haired woman forced herself to remain totally calm and composed, which proved to be a bit of a challenge, since she very much felt like she was about to go into a full-blown panic, this was just so embarrassing to talk about, she knew that she had to make certain not to look at Nariyuki, while telling her sister these things.

"Umm, I-I... Well, you see, Miharu... The-the, thing about falling in-love, is that it...it can be...be... Umm, I guess complicated, is the correct word to describe it. It happened to me, before I even realized it had happened. It was just that whenever Nariyuki and I spend anytime together, either at home or at work, my heart would always beat so fast. And no matter how hard I tried to keep my gaze away from him, my eyes would still wander in his direction, it was like my very soul longed to be near him, to be with him. I know that it might sound a bit silly, but I do-do hope that it at least makes a little sense, Miharu" Mafuyu said, obviously feeling kinda embarrassed over admitting, how deep her feelings had been for Nariyuki before confessing her love to him.

This time, along with the time when Mafuyu had first told him that she loved him, after they had exchanged Christmas gifts at the Mukashino amusement park while ridding the ferris wheel together, and when she had said yes to marry him, when he had gotten down on one knee and proposed to her, and also of course during that time at their wedding. All those times just made Nariyuki's heart beat so unbelievable fast, it almost felt like, it was about to leap straight out of his aching chest.

"Oh, Mafuyu honey, I... You know I felt the same way about you back then. It's like I told you, when we were on the ferris wheel together, it was so difficult for me to hold myself back, I wanted to be with you so badly, that it hurt. I was so much in-love with you back then, and I still am head over heels in-love with you, Mafuyu Yuiga" Nariyuki told her, simply unable to take his eyes off her, even for a second.

Glancing briefly over at him, Mafuyu very much felt like her entire face was on fire. Probably the last time she had blushed this much, was during the first time, Nariyuki and her had made love, the pink haired lady could still remember, how incredibly embarrassed she felt, being seen naked by another person, even though Mafuyu knew inside, that she would never want anybody else, but Nariyuki see her naked, like that. Yet hearing him say such sweet affectionate things to her, with her sister listening in, was a close second when it came to embarrassment. Especially because she felt such an intense desire, to grab a hold on his shoulders, and pull him into a deep passionate lip lock, which Mafuyu realized she would already have done, if her sister had not been there to witness it.

Lightly slapping both of her cheeks at the exact same time, in an attempt to rid her mind and body of those intense feelings, urges, consuming her at the moment, Mafuyu took a couple of deep breaths, then began talking somewhat calmly to her young husband. "You do know that I reciprocate those feelings Nariyuki Yuiga, I love you so, so much. You're the most precious, dear person in the world to me. But I do believe that we should not be discussing such things, with Miharu visiting us. I'm certain that we are making her feel very uncomfortable, with such talk" Mafuyu said in a mature tone of voice, that she hoped would help her conceal just how unbelievable happy she was at the present moment, but since she was practically dancing around in her spot, she did not really have much luck with that.

Smirking brightly at the two of them, Miharu slowly shook her head back and forth a few times. "No, no, it's fine big sis, I quite enjoy watching the two of you, so happy together, it's a real pleasure and delight. Please do keep going, this is very informative" the girl cheekily told her sister and brother-in-law, leaning towards them, with folded hands and with a look of sheer and pure anticipation in her light green eyes, obviously excited about the prospect of the two of them saying more, of such sweet things to each other.

Neither Mafuyu nor Nariyuki made much of a reaction to that, the newly-weds simply sat there staring silently at the exhilarated Miharu, who was clearly hoping, that the two of them would hurry up, and keep going with the flirtatious sweet talk, it was kinda ironic in a bizarre way, both the wife and the husband had fully expected Miharu to feel uncomfortable and annoyed by their affectionate behavior towards one another. But she had somehow managed, to turn it on it's head. Both Mafuyu and Nariyuki felt so incredibly agonize and wired out, by the way Miharu kept on staring at them, especially when she made a small hurry up gesture with her hand.

Sharing a quick glance, the utter bafflement they each currently felt, was obvious on each of their faces. Sliding in a bit closer to her husband, the frowning Mafuyu whispered something into Nariyuki's ear, softly asking him if he knew the reason why, her little sister was behaving so bizarre and crazy.

Taking off his glasses, Nariyuki rubbed his brown eyes and forehead for a few brief seconds, before putting the spectacles back on. "Hm, judging from what she has been saying up until now, I think I might have a bit of a hunch about why she is acting like this, Mafuyu. But, even so, it's hard to say with absolute certainty. You know, how difficult Miharu can be to read at times, she might just have missed you or something like that" he said back in a whisper.

"No, there is no possible way that's the reason Nariyuki, if she really was here, because she missed me, she would be sitting up against me, talking to me constantly, and asking a ton of questions, about how you and I are doing. She is here for another reason, no doubt about it. So if you know what it is, please ask her about it. I am in no mood, to deal with any more of her weirdness tonight" Mafuyu told her husband, in a tone that left no room whatsoever for disagreement.

Nodding ever so slowly, Nariyuki swallowed loudly a single time, he was fully aware that his next action get him in hot water with Miharu, but he figured that he had no other choice, he would much rather have his sister-in-law mad at him, than his wife.

"Miharu, can I ask you something?".

Tilting her head a bit to the side, Miharu nodded vigorously a couple of times. "Of course, ask away"

"Right, ok then, ehem, Miharu is-is the reason why you are asking about liking a guy? How it feels like being in-love? And insist on Mafuyu and I keep going with the affectionate sweet talk? Because you actually found a guy you like? And you are feeling uncertain about how to best express those feelings?" Nariyuki said without breathing even once, he knew that it was best to get it all out in the open, before Miharu had a chance to cut him off.

Recoiling back in utter horror, the younger Kirisu sister blinking rapidly a couple of times, as she stuttered incoherently. "Wh-wh-what...ho-how did you know...? No-no it's not like I like him, like you and Mafuyu like each other Nariyuki Yuiga. That guy is a totally dense idiot... Tha-that... I umm...!" The girl hastily said.

Moving a bit closer to Miharu, Mafuyu reached over and gave her hand a light gentle squeeze, hoping that would help her squirming younger sister calm down just a bit, she seemed about ready to have a complete panic attack over this subject, her entire face was now covered with sweat, and she was breathing very hard.

"There, there, you just take your time sweetheart, there is no need to rush it, we can talk about this in your pace. So other than being dense, which is apparently one of those traits, all Kirisu women want to have in their men, who is this guy, you like, Miharu?" Mafuyu asked in a soft soothing voice, ignoring the ouch that came from Nariyuki's direction, at the dense comment, she simply kept on gently stroking her sister's shaking hand, as she waited patiently for Miharu to be ready to give her a reply.

Reaching shakily out for her own cup of 'tea'. Yet, before Miharu could get a hold on it, Nariyuki quickly moved the cup of sugary substance out of her reach, handing her, his own cup of tea instead, which he had not touched yet. Barely noticing the friendly gesture, Miharu emptied the cup in a single mouthful, before putting it back down on the saucer. Then let out a deep sigh, feeling at least a little less nervous now, than before.

"Umm, I... well you s-see, I have recently been asked to perform at a charity event, you know I always like doing those, so I said yes before the person I spoke with, could even finish. It was only afterward, that I found out that I was supposed to perform with a-a g-guy. I was of course wary of him in the beginning, since, well you know h-how all guys are animals. But after training with him a few times, I realized, that he is actually a pretty n-ni-nic..." that was all the fidgeting Miharu manage to get out, following that she just sat there staring off into space.

"Ok, I got it, so he is nice?" Mafuyu softly asked her sister, who flinched like she had just been slapped, she even reached up and rubbed her right cheek for some uncanny reason.

"NO! He is not nice, Mafuyu! He is not nice at all! He, is-is friendly, yes that's right he is friendly, you heaar?!" The younger Kirisu sister shouted at the top of her lungs, still seeming very much like she was ready to go completely hysterical, over this subject.

Glancing briefly over at each other, both Mafuyu and Nariyuki were quite a bit bewildered over why, precisely, it was so important that this guy, was friendly, instead of nice. The married couple silently agreed, that friendly and nice, was pretty much the exact same thing, but they also agreed, that it was unwise, for either one of them to disagree with Miharu, especially because she was still happily talking about the guy being friendly, which they each figured was a good thing, but neither the husband nor the wife could deny that they were each kinda curious about knowing more about the guy.

So at the exact moment Miharu stopped to breath, Nariyuki was quick to ask her the next question, on his and Mafuyu's mind. "So other than him being a nic...umm, friendly person. What else can you tell us about this guy, Miharu?".

Staring at her brother-in-law with bright, sparkling eyes. "He used to be a former ice hockey player, you and Mafuyu should see how fast he can get across the ice, it's a-am-amzin..."

"Amazing?" Mafuyu asked, kinda wondering why that word was so hard for her sister to say.

"No! Not that! That's not right! It'sss, it's incredible! Yes, that's the word I was looking for!" Miharu immediately stated, sounding severely proud and pleased with herself over how quickly, she had been able to come up with another word for amazing.

Again the married couple took a quick glance at each other, neither one of them close to understanding the reason why, it was so imperative for Miharu, to come up with her own words to describe the individual, she was telling the two of them about. But, neither the wife nor the husband, had the heart to interrupt the thrilled girl, as she kept on talking about the many skills, this fellow apparently seemed to have, when he first got his ice skates on, then entered the ice rink.

Yet what both Mafuyu and Nariyuki paid particular attention to, was how incredibly excited and happy Miharu appear to be, as she told them about how much fun she had, when practicing together with this guy. Next she went on to tell them about how great, awesome, and awe-inspiring, their performance was truly going to be, that she and Tsubasa-kun, which was apparently the guy's name, were going to blow the audience away, by giving them the type of experience, they would never forget, for the rest of their lives.

Even after almost ten whole minutes had gone by, where Miharu kept on talking nonstop, she still seemed to have so much on her mind, that she felt the need to tell them. So when she all of a sudden stopped right in the middle of a sentence, where she was talking about how cool his custom-made ice skates were. The pink haired girl simply sat there staring off into space, it was highly obvious that she had something else to say, but for some reason, she obviously struggled to find the correct words.

Feeling a bit worried about her, Nariyuki was just about to ask her if she was alright, when she suddenly pretty loudly cut him off, before he could get even one word out.

"Tsubasa-kun, is also quite muscular, so that means, means that he is also kinda, hand-haandso..."

"Got it, you think he is handsome, right?" Mafuyu asked, of course easily able to figure out from her sister's previous reactions, what her next move was going to be. Naturally, Miharu did not disappoint.

"Wh-what?! No way, I just think he is, kinda, appealing looking!" The girl shouted loudly, stubbornly crossing her arms, and looking away in a huff, like she just received the biggest insult ever.

Sighing and rolling her eyes, at Miharu's still weird behavior. 'Appealing looking, really? Ok, so we are desperately grasping at straws here, not to use the word, handsome. If you got such issues using the words I suggest Miharu, what's wrong with a word like hhmm, attractive? And if you can not that, what about presentable? Yesss, that one would have worked fine too' the older Kirisu sister thought, with a hint of a frown.

With each girl obviously a bit pissed at the moment, Nariyuki glanced a few times between the sisters, part of him wondering if it might be in his best interest, to stay out of this. He did not want to annoy or anger them, even further, than they already were. However, if one were to judge from their slightly irritable expressions, neither of them were willing to break the somewhat tense silence in there.

Gathering what courage he needed, Nariyuki let out a deep breath, then reluctantly continued the conversation, even though he realized, that it might very well result in him, being forced to spend the night sleeping on their recently purchase couch, instead of beside Mafuyu, in their bed.

"Miharu, since it's kinda obvious, that you like this guy, I do not see what the probl..."

Those words immediately earned him a hostile glare from Miharu, as the upper part of her face turned dark blue, in a familiar manner, that remind him so much of Mafuyu, when she was truly pissed off over something stupid he had done. Nariyuki found himself wondering ever so briefly, if his mother-in-law could produce the same sort of expression, like her two daughters. Not that he ever wished for something so petrifying, to be turned upon him, this was terrifying enough already.

"If you do not MIND Nariyuki Yuiga, would please hurry up and tell me why, is it so obvious that I like this guy?" The crossed Miharu asked in a low hiss.

Swallowing anxiously a single time, Nariyuki brushed a bit of brown hair away from his forehead. "Umm, your sparkling eyes Miharu, and the way you are describing how much fun you are having, when you are spending time with him".

Still glaring fiercely at her squirming brother-in-law, Miharu mumbled a few displeased words under her breaths, while nodding slowly. "Hmph, I hate so, so much, that your words makes so much sense to me, Nariyuki Yuiga, please do hurry up and continue, what was it you were about to say, before?" the aggravated girl asked.

Glancing down at the three tea cups, Nariyuki found it to be a bit of a let-down, that two of the cups were empty, and the third cup was filled with a disgusting amount of sugar. He could really use something for his dry throat right about now.

"I-I, well you see, the thing I was saying Miharu, was that, since you like this guy, I don't get what the problem is" Nariyuki hastily said, then got up from the floor, heading towards the kitchen, to get himself a drink of water, or perhaps a soda, even though he did not like drinking those, so late in the evening.

Still glaring fiercely in his direction, Miharu mumbled a bit incoherently under her breath. "The proooblem! THE PROBLEM! I will tell you what the God damn problem is, Nariyuki Yuiga! The problem is, that after the two of us were done training this evening, Tsubasa-kun, invited me out to dinner. He said he knew a pretty great restaurant, nearby. I was just so shocked and horrified that he would do something so outrageous, that I had no idea how I was supposed to response to something like that. But even more so, I have no idea what I am supposed to do at such a major occasion. So in the end I figure that my best cause of action, was to come here, and ask the two of you for help, I figured that since the two of you are married, you would have gone out to dinner together more than a few times and would know better than most, what one does during such dire circumstance!" The pink haired woman loudly informed Nariyuki and her sister.

"Dire circumstance? Miharu honey, you are making it sound like you are expecting this Tsubasa, to propose marriage to you right in the middle of dinner, just take it easy, and go out with the guy. Order what food and drink you want, then talk calmly with him about your hobbies, like figure skating, ice hockey, what movies, mangas and animes you like. And if that does not work, you could always talk about the weather, even though I firmly believe, that is probably the most boring conversation you could have, on your first date" Mafuyu softly told her little sister, then smiled a bit, when she saw her young husband re-enter the living room, carrying a big glass of water, sitting down beside her, he took a long sip of the cold liquid.

Following that, Mafuyu reached over and took the glass from Nariyuki's hand, taking a light sip of the refreshing liquid. Then with a long-drawn-out tired sigh, she placed the half empty glass on the table, before looking back at Miharu, who was staring intensely at her and Nariyuki, like they had just done the most preposterous thing imaginable.

'I can't believe that Mafuyu drank from his glass. Tha-that was an indirect kiss. Bu-but, I guess, since I have seen them kiss for real on occasion, like on their wedding day. I... I guess drinking from the same glass, is no big deal for them. Hmm, I wonder, maybe the two of them even use the same chopsticks at times' Miharu thought in utter disbelief, her brain going a million miles a minute, as she glanced between the two of them, who were clearly just waiting for her to continue.

Forcing herself to remain calm and not freak out over the display she had just witnessed, Miharu wondered for a moment, what an indirect kiss felt like, if it felt like anything at all, would her heart skip a beat the first time she tried something like that. Taking a deep breath, in an attempt to calm her nerves, the red-faced pink haired girl finally started talking again, still keeping most of her attention focused on the tall glass, the very object responsible, for her beloved sister and brother-in-law's, indirect kissing.

"I most admit, that him proposing marriage, have been a bit of a concern to me, especially after I told Tsubasa-kun to call me by my first name. I had the same fears, Nariyuki Yuiga, the first time I asked you, to just call me, Miharu" Miharu awkwardly explained, still staring intensely at the tall drinking glass, a part of her thoroughly convinced, that she could just make out the faint outlines of where Mafuyu's lips had made contact with the tall glass.

"W-what seriously?! While I did think you were a pretty nice girl, despite how weird you were acting, during our first meeting Miharu, the thought of proposing to you, did not enter my mind, even for a second" Nariyuki said, sharing a look with his wife who was also a bit weirded out by what her sister had just revealed to the two of them.

Shaking her head a bit, Miharu finally tore her deeply focused blue gaze away from the glass, looking straight at Nariyuki. "I understand that now Nariyuki, even at that point so far back, you were developing feelings for Mafuyu, weren't you?".

Glancing quickly over at his dear wife, Nariyuki nodded ever so slowly a single time, to Miharu's question. "Yeah, I definitely liked Mafuyu at that time, I thought she was a caring, charming, beautiful woman that I was having such a difficult time, keeping my eyes away from. But, like I have told you so many times before Miharu, it was only when she helped me up during the fireworks, at the school festival, that I realized that I was in-love with her, that I was in-love with my teacher" the young squirming man said, his face even more red now than ever before.

Squealing and giggle happily in delight. "Yes, I know you told me those things before Nariyuki, but I still love hearing about it. It is just SO sweet and romantic" the younger Kirisu sister said, almost looking like she was moved close to tears.

Of course also loving hearing such passionate, affectionate words from him, the totally flushed Mafuyu made the mental promise, that she was most certainly, going to reward her sweet Nariyuki for saying such things later, when the two of them were alone.

"Ahem, anyway, just go out with him Miharu, like we already established that you do like him, and if this Tsubasa-kun is insane enough to propose to you, on your very first date together, you always have the option to say no. And, if you do not have any deeper feelings for him Miharu, just tell the guy, that you only see him as a friend, you are not the first person to do that" Mafuyu said.

Squeezing both of her fists tightly together, Miharu nodded vigorously a half dozen times, making her long pink hair fly around a bit. "Right! I'll do my best, sis. Bu-but, if I am completely honest, I am still feeling kinda nervous about it, I wonder what clothes I should wear?".

Sliding over beside her, Mafuyu gently rubbed and stroked her sibling's arm in a comforting manner. "That's perfectly natural Miharu, this is after all going to be your very first date. But just relax and have fun, when you do go out with him. As for figuring out what sort of clothes you should wear for such an important event, I think you should pick something you feel comfortable in, something not too revealing, something adorable and cute, that will hopefully, make this Tsubasa-kun, give you a compliment or two about you looking cute and beautiful, when you first met up".

Blushing severely at the thought of Tsubasa Katsuragi saying something such as that to her, when going out on their date, it was one of the very first times, Miharu did not really mind the notion, that a man found her attractive, it was almost enough, to make her feel like massive amount of fume, was about to shoot straight out of her ears. It was a struggle like never before, to shove those immensely happy feelings, to the very back of her mind and being. In all honesty, it was only when the happy Miharu forced herself to start thinking about what clothes, she had hidden away in her huge walk in closet, that she was able to do so.

"Cute clothes you say, hmm, I do remember getting this cute new blouse and skirt, the last time Fumino and I went out shopping, I think that would be just perfect" Miharu thoughtfully said, not noticing that both Mafuyu and Nariyuki were slightly shocked to hear that she was going out shopping with Furuhashi of all people.

Tilting her head a bit to the side. "I did not realize that you and Furuhashi were friends, is she doing okay?" Mafuyu asked, quite a bit curious about how her former student, The Sleeping Beauty of the Literary Forest, was doing these days.

"Hm, I just so happened to run into Fumino at that cake shop, Dolce and Haagen, a couple of weeks ago. Once she discovered that I was getting the same chocolate cake she was eating, we got talking about how good it was, and kinda hit it off. We have occasionally been hanging out, since then, she seems to be doing well. She presently got an internship at the planetarium, to help further her knowledge of astronomy. The two of you should go see her there one day, I'm certain that she would be delighted to see you both" Miharu said, wondering what she and Fumino would do the next time they met up, they had discussed inviting Rizu Ogata along, then go to karaoke. The pink haired girl was certain that the three of them would have a real blast, doing that.

However, as she sat there, Miharu wondered if she should ask Mafuyu to come along, she felt absolutely certain that her big sister, would be thrilled to have a fun girl's night out, with some good friends, even if she used to be Rizu's and Fumino's teacher. Yet, as she began imagining the four of them, having a grand old time at a karaoke studio. Miharu's mind, suddenly flashed back to the last time, she had heard her sister attempting to sing, or whatever those outright horrifying sounds, that had came out of her mouth had been.

Miharu seriously could not even begin to fathom, how in the world her near perfect sister, could be so utterly tone-deaf, it just didn't make the faintest bit of sense to her. Simply put, in Miharu's bewildered mind, it should have been impossible, for Mafuyu to have any mistakes. But there was no changing, her sister's singing voice. It would likely take some sort of crazy musical genius, to teach Mafuyu how to sing properly.

At one point, Miharu had even asked their distant cousin, Chika Fujiwara, to teach Mafuyu how to sing. Yet strangely enough, Chika had looked downright horrified at the word teach, then yelled something about never wanting to teach anybody anything ever again for the rest of her life, it was WAY too scary. Following that, she had said something weird about the president's singing voice, still giving her nightmares, then hurried ran off screaming like crazy. To this day, Miharu still wondered what that had been about, who was this president person, who had mentally scared and injured Chika to such degree? If the younger Kirisu sister, ever found this guy, he was definitely in for a good thorough beating, nobody hurt her family, and got away with it.

Miharu was still wondering how their cousin Chika was doing, hopefully she was getting a lot of therapy, to help her get through the large amount of emotional trauma, this president person had put her through, whoever he was. When suddenly Mafuyu's voice interrupt her nagging thoughts.

"Good, good, I'm glad to know that Furuhashi is doing so well, and that she is moving forward in her chosen field, I'm sure that her knowledge of stars are going to be immense. Anyway, to get back to the matter of what clothes you should wear for your date, why don't you take a picture of the outfit, and send it to me, then I will give you my honest opinion on it" Mafuyu calmly said.

Liking that idea, Miharu nodded promptly a single time. "That's a great idea, sis. I'll do that, when I get home. If you do not think it's the right outfit for a date, I do have some other new clothes stashed away".

With the two girls talking about clothes. A subject Nariyuki quite frankly did not have much to add too, he just sat there simply enjoying the sound of their happy voices, and the heavy rain pouring down outside. When he suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, spotted something crawling around over in the corner of the room, turning his head slightly to make sure that he was not imagining things.

He was not! It really was there!. It was a tiny creature, with four eyes and six legs, it used to get around. Fortunately, it did not move much from its spot, and while this sort of bug did not possess the ability to sting, or was poisonous in any way, Nariyuki knew that he might very well, be dealing with one of the most dangerous beings in existence. How many times had he come to getting nearly squashed to death, by his terrified, freaked out wife, when she saw one of those gross little creatures.

'A cockroach, of all the darn things, why did you have to show up now? I have to get rid of it, without Mafuyu noticing, that it's there. But if I start moving towards, the little monster, she will definitely see it before I can do anything about it. Yet, pretending that I did not see it, will not work either, sooner or later, she is bound to spot it. And telling her to close her eyes for a bit, will only lead her to realize that something is wrong, then go totally ballistic, when she finds out what it is. And asking Miharu to go smash it, is not an option either, since I have no idea if she shares her older sister's, immense fear of cockroaches' Nariyuki thought, pretty much racking his brain to come up with a functional idea, to take out the small intruder, before it was too late.

Quickly shaking his head a bit, to get rid of the thought of throwing the thick book laying, on the table after the insect, in the hope that he could hit it, and thereby kill the stupid thing it from this distance. But, Nariyuki understood perfectly well, that there was no way that idea was going to work, his throwing aim was far from the greatest, that was something he had proven in gym class, on more than one occasion.

Besides, the thought of accidentally denting the smooth hard cover of the recently purchased book, bothered the young man immensely. Because of Nariyuki's impoverished upbringing, he had quickly garnered a great deal of respect for books, both new and old, those were things you took care off. Even if you couldn't use them anymore, one could always sell them at a used bookstore, and get a bit of money back. Besides, the book on the table, was not even his, it was Mafuyu's, it was one he had gotten for her, as a gift, not that long ago. Knowing his wife, she would most definitely not appreciate, him suddenly throwing her possessions around, without a damn good reason, even if it was to kill a cockroach, and thereby keep her safe from the creepy little monster. Quite the opposite as a matter of fact, Nariyuki was relatively certain, that such sudden random actions on his part, would only end up pissing both sisters off, to such a degree, that he would wind up, having to spend the entire night, sleeping on their new couch.

Frankly in no mood for that, Nariyuki swiftly moved on to the next idea that had entered his mind, this one was a lot more rational, and did not involve him throwing any of their stuff around. But despite that, Nariyuki understood, that it still came with a certain amount of risk, it could so very easily land him in a boat load of trouble, not just with Mafuyu, but Miharu as well, especially if this dimwitted plan of his failed.

But in the end, Nariyuki figured he got no other choice, the cockroach was now on the move, which made it all the more likely, that Mafuyu would notice it, there was also a pretty high chance that it would disappear from sight, before he could do anything about it. Nariyuki really didn't want to spend half the night rummaging through their apartment, searching for a single cockroach.

So without further ado, Nariyuki hesitantly reached over and took a hold on Miharu's hand. An action on his part, that clearly surprised his sister-in-law, who was presently talking with Mafuyu about how she should set up her hair, for her date with Tsubasa-kun, should she wear it, in a couple of pigtails, which she steadfastly believed was kinda childish or should she have it in a ponytail.

"So the way I see things Mafuyu, a ponytail looks a lot more mature than pigtai... Hey, what the?! What's the big idea, Nariyuki Yuiga!? Just what in the world, do you think you are doin...?!" Miharu did not get a chance to finish that sentence, when Nariyuki moved her hand up, placing it ever so gently, over Mafuyu's eyes, thereby obstructing her view.

"Miharu, please keep your hand there until I tell you when it's all right to move it. It should not take very long" Nariyuki hastily told the girl, while pushing himself up from his sitting position, then began heading towards the cockroach with fast determined steps, picking up a fly swatter along the way.

Seeing what Nariyuki was heading so bravely heading towards, Miharu immediately felt a long freezing cold shiver run down her spine, but not entirely because of the cockroach. While it was true, that Miharu had her own issues with cockroaches, they truly were some of the most gross disgusting creatures to exist in this world, her fear and disgust of them, were nowhere near as bad, as a certain someone's. Turning her head, Miharu glanced back at her older sister, who was clearly trying to pull her head back, to get a look at what was going on.

Pressing her right hand even more firmly against Mafuyu's face, Miharu understood perfectly well, what it would lead to, if Mafuyu saw the small insect. She would get a complete panic attack, scream like the entire building was about to collapse around them, then grab tightly onto either her, or Nariyuki. Probably her, since she was the closed one, and while Miharu would under any other circumstances, have enjoyed receiving a hug, from her precious older sister. The hugs Mafuyu gave, whenever she encountered a cockroach, were simply way too tight, to be enjoyable in any way, they hurt so unbelievable much, it was frankly a bit amazing that nobody had been critical injured from getting 'embraced' like that, when Mafuyu in a state of intense fear and utter panic, had grabbed a hold on someone protection. There had been times back in their childhood, where Miharu had firmly believed, that her poor aching rips, was about to snap in two, from being her sister's sole source of comfort and safety, while either their mother or father, worked furiously on finding and getting rid of the invading cockroach, and make their home safe to be in again.

A kasplak! Followed shortly by a loud, whap! Were the next sounds that could be heard echoing through the apartment, both sounds that instantly made Miharu flinch and jump a bit. But those small reactions were nothing compared to Mafuyu's, crazy reaction, she practically flew around in her spot, struggling intensely to get a look at what was happening.

"Miharu?! Wha-what is Nariyuki doing?! Don't tell me that it was...was one o-o-of thos-those...?" The frightened girl asked.

"Shh, there, there, it's ok sis, just be patient a bit longer, until Nariyuki is done cleaning it up" Miharu softly reassured her older sister, in an almost motherly tone of voice, as she watched Nariyuki quickly grab a couple of napkins, which he used to clean up the now dead cockroach. Following that, he turned then head off towards the bathroom, and it was only a few short seconds later, when the sound of the toilet flushing could be heard.

Pleased that the intruder was now gone, Nariyuki poured a bit of yellow liquid soap into his hands, from the small bottle near the sink, spending a few minutes thoroughly washing them both, before turning the lukewarm water off with the back of his hand, shaking his hands a bit, he then used a white and red fluffy towel, to dry of the rest of the water, before finally making his way back to the living room. Seeing Miharu still sitting there covering up Mafuyu's eyes, for some bizarre reason, it was like she was not completely sure that she believed, that he had really gotten rid of the cockroach.

"You can lower your hand now, Miharu, it's fine, it's gone" he softly told her, while sitting back down beside Mafuyu.

Simply unable to hide her nagging uneasy she felt, Miharu send Nariyuki a short, 'I hope, you know what you are doing look'. The girl then slowly slide as far away from her older sister as possible, without removing her hand. Then with a bite of her lower lips, Miharu practically bounced away from Mafuyu, obviously desperate to get some distance between them, so there were no chances of her getting grabbed, and squeezed half to death by her frightened sibling.

Immediately upon being granted the ability to see again, Mafuyu's light green eyes flew vigorously around the entire apartment, inspecting every wall, corner, ceiling and finally the floor, for any signs tha-tha-that, the thing was still there. Finding none whatsoever, her deeply apprehensive gaze finally found its way to her husband.

"Nariyuki, was it...it one of those?" Mafuyu hesitantly asked, obviously not overly keen on knowing the answer to that question, but she simply could not help but ask anyway. She wondered a bit if there was another way to air out their apartment, without opening any of the windows, that way they could prevent any of those spooky things from getting inside.

Reaching quickly over, Nariyuki took a hold on Mafuyu's hand, giving it a light comforting squeeze, while running his other hand, down over her hair a single time. "Yeah Mafuyu honey, it was one of those. I know how much those things frightens you, but there is no need for you to be scared now, I've already taken care of it. And I double-checked to make certain that, there ain't any more of the of them around, I could not find any. So please just take a deep breath and relax, sweetheart. I'll be right here with you" the young man gently reassured his wife, wrapping his arm securely around her waist to make her feel safe, as she snuggled up against him, to have his protection, should there still be any cockroaches nearby.

The sight of Mafuyu nuzzling her face back and forth, against Nariyuki's shoulder, was almost enough to make Miharu squeal out loud, with pure and other delight. Her sweet precious older sister, and kind warm-hearted brother-in-law, just looked so amazingly cute sitting together like this, it was almost too much for her to bear. She was barely able to keep herself from snatching her purse, to find her phone, so she could take a half-dozen pictures of the two of them.

'Ohh God, they look so cute, so cute, so cute, together!. That was totally amazing, I've never seen Mafuyu calm down so fast, after encountering a cockroach. Hmm, that's likely because of Nariyuki's presence, he most, make feel so safe, it probably also helps, that he does not at all appear to be scared of those disgusting things. Heh, I guess that's just another one of those tiny adorable things, that makes them the perfect couple' Miharu thought with glee, barely able to stay still, she really did feel like she was getting a cuteness overdose right now. If the world froze in place right at that moment, Miharu Kirisu, would have been perfectly content, with just staying put there, watching Mafuyu and Nariyuki for all eternity, she felt absolutely certain that there were nothing else in existences, that could compare to how unbelievable sweet and lovely they looked.

However, that was immediately proven to be a wrong assumption on her part, when she saw Nariyuki lean down, placing a long affectionate kiss on top of Mafuyu's head, which instantly resulted in Mafuyu sighing contently and snuggling in even further into Nariyuki's tender embrace, both of her eyes falling slowly shut, as she sat there resting against her young husband, the man she loved so sincerely.

"Aieee! Ohh, my God! Seeing the two of you together like this, is just so adorable! I can not get over how amazingly cuute, you look! I want to fill my entire phone, with pictures of you guys embracing like this, so I can stare at them forever, and ever! I never want to forget this moment!" The thrilled Miharu screamed at the top of her lungs.

As a result of Miharu suddenly screaming like that, Mafuyu and Nariyuki immediately stumbled away from each other in fright. Mafuyu, hitting her right knee on the table in the process, making her hiss and curse a bit in pain. Rubbing the aching spot, while glaring a bit at her little sister for the loud interruption.

Yet it was likewise shocked Nariyuki, who regained his voice first. "Ohh jeez Miharu, you nearly gave me a heart attack... It's not necessary for you to shout like that, when Mafuyu and I are sitting so close to you" he softly scolded the excited Miharu, who frankly did not seem to be paying overly much attention, to what he was saying to her. The pink haired girl had a pouty expression on her face, as she mumbled something about cuteness, followed shortly by her asking in a low whisper, why in God's name, they would ruin such a sweet precious moment, by breaking their tender romantic embrace.

The annoyance, Mafuyu felt from hitting her knee, only intensified when she noticed that Nariyuki's words to Miharu seemed to fall completely on deaf ears. So it was, with a hint of a frown, that Mafuyu called out to her sister. "He's right Miharu, you need to calm down. You shouting all loud and crazy like that, is bound to disturb our neighbors, and we can't have that now" Mafuyu told the girl in a slightly harsh of voice tone.

While Miharu found it easy enough time ignoring the bit of scolding, she had received from Nariyuki, the brief but still harsh earful she got from Mafuyu, was another matter entirely. That was simply not something, she was capable of ignoring, since in Miharu's eyes, it was always a bit of a disaster, when her beloved big sister was mad at her.

"I'm sorry for shouting like that Mafuyu, Nariyuki. But you guys have to understand, that it's such a thrill, watching the two of you being so loving and affectionate towards one another. It...it just makes it so unbelievable clear, just how deeply in-love you two, truly are with each other" Miharu explained.

Feeling a brief smile run across her lips, Mafuyu nodded a single time in understanding. "It's pleasing to know, that you are so happy for Nariyuki and I Miharu, but in the future, could you please show your excitement with a bit less screaming? Like Nariyuki, I also felt very much like I lost a year or two of my life, when you suddenly went all crazy like that" the older sister said, brushing a bit of pink hair away from her forehead.

"I'll try to control myself, Mafuyu. So could I please ask you two, a teeny tiny favor?" The younger sister eagerly requested, tilting her head a bit to the side in anticipation.

Glancing briefly at each other, for some unexplainable reason, both the husband and wife had a terrible bad feeling about this. With them knowing Miharu as well as they did, along with the small but cheeky grin on her lips, made it abundantly obvious to each of them, that whatever favor the enthusiastic pink haired girl had in mind, it was going to make things awkward in there.

Despite her deep, intense desire to immediately refuse her younger sister's request, whatever it might very well be, and tell her to shake that crazy notion out of her head for good. Mafuyu, felt it was a bit too mean to do so, without at least hearing what Miharu had to say first. So it was with a long-drawn-out sigh, and a great deal of hesitation, that Mafuyu gave her sibling a response.

"I guess that there should be no harm in hearing you out, Miharu. So let's hear it, tell us what you want to say. But please try and keep it somewhat reasonable, if you can"

Unsurprisingly, those words had barely left Mafuyu's dry mouth, when Miharu with a happy cheer, immediately started telling, what she wished for them to do. "Could the two of you please go back to hugging each other again? I was not done completely memorizing that romantic scene. I need to make absolutely certain, that such cute moments stays put in my long-term memory, no matter what. That is, unless you guys permit me to take a picture of you, hugging like that!".

Not sure how to react or response to that, the newlyweds again glanced at each other, both of them blushing severely. Ever since they had become a couple, hugging was of course a pretty ordinary thing for Nariyuki and Mafuyu to do, it was something they both enjoyed immensely, especially before leaving for work, getting home from work, getting up from bed in the morning, or when crawling into bed in the evening, where they would frequently drift off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms. Yet neither of them had ever thought, those loving affectionate actions between the two of them, would ever be that fascinating for somebody else to watch, so finding out that had been a wrong assumption to make on their part, was quite a bit embarrassing.

Running his fingers through his hair, then down over his face, taking off his glass in the process, the red-faced Nariyuki felt his mind flash back to his mother asking Mafuyu and him to stay still, while she took pictures of them at their wedding, she particularly seemed keen on getting as many as possible of them standing side by side together, or when feeding each other some of the wedding cake. The fact that Miharu seemed to have grown just as crazily interest in romance, as his mother, left Nariyuki totally and utterly speechless, he wondered if Miharu had always had this deep-seated interest for romance, would she react like this? If it had been any other couple? Or was it simply because it was Mafuyu and him hugging. Whatever the case might be, his mind felt totally blank for ideas about how to best response to the request.

Biting her lower lips, Mafuyu, who's face was likewise totally red, simply sat there staring at her sister with a sharp piercing look in her light green eyes. Finally, after about a minute, she slowly turned her head, and looked straight at her husband, guessing from his bewildered expression that he too was conflicted about how to best handle this situation.

"Ahem, well moving on, Nariyuki sweetheart, why don't you go clean the kitchen after dinner. You know how unbelievable difficult it is, to clean a greasy frying pan properly, if you leave it dirty and covered in grease, for too long. While you do that, dear, I'll speak with Miharu" Mafuyu calmly stated.

While there was simply no getting around the fact, that Nariyuki had quite a few things, that he needed to take care off in the kitchen. The mentioned greasy frying pan, Mafuyu and him had left standing on the stove, when they were done cooking dinner, was going to be such a nuisance to deal with. But it was a challenge, Nariyuki was confident he could handle, if he only he used plenty of dish soap, and some good old-fashioned elbow grease.

But, even though Nariyuki realized, that it was a task he needed to take care off very soon, there were simply no leaving the dirty frying pan, standing the night over. The young man felt sort of guilty about leaving to do that now, it was like he was running away, leaving his sweet wife to deal with the issue at hand, all by herself. Opening his mouth, Nariyuki was about to protest, when he received a soft gentle look from Mafuyu, who nodded a single time in the direction of the kitchen, as a clear sign for him to get going. Knowing that it was pointless to argue with her, Nariyuki pushed himself up from the table, then with slow steps made his way towards the kitchen.

Following her husband's movements, still with that sweet gentle look in her light green eyes, Mafuyu watched Nariyuki, until he disappeared into the kitchen. Seconds later, upon hearing the faucet getting turned on, she again turned her full attention back towards her little sister, ignoring the hint of disappointment, that was evident on Miharu's face.

"So Miharu, you figure out you want to put up your hair in a ponytail and what cute clothes you want to wear for your date, with Tsubasa-kun. Is there anything else, big sis Mafuyu can do to help make that day perfect for you?" Mafuyu kindly asked, figuring that the best course of action to deal with Miharu's hugging request, was simply by changing the subject.

'Aww man, what a let-down. I reeally wanted to see them embracing each other so passionately, like that again. But... hmm seeing them both act all shy and embarrassed like this, is kinda precious too. So, I'll take what I can get' Miharu thought, using her left hand to cover up the small pleased smirk on her face, sincerely loving the sight of Mafuyu's face looking all red and flushed. Thinking back, Miharu still distinctly remembered every single detail, from the last time, she had seen her sister so embarrassed. It had been on that very day, when Miharu, along with Hino and Chiyoko had been invited out to lunch, by Mafuyu and Nariyuki, where the happy couple, had informed the three of them, that they were now engaged and planning to get married.

That had most definitely been one of those precious thrilling moments, Miharu Kirisu would NEVER forget, along with their wedding day. "Em, makeup, big sis. I need to find out how much make up to wear, and what color it should be" the girl said next.

Reaching up, Mafuyu thoughtfully rubbed her chin a bit, she knew and understood perfectly well that Miharu had never been the type of girl who liked wearing a ton of makeup, it was something she would usually only put on, when she was figure skating in front of an audience or was on TV. "Hmm, let's see now. I think you should just wear whatever makeup you most are comfortable with, Miharu. But you did mention earlier, that you were hoping that putting your hair in a ponytail, would help you look more mature. So I believe if you add just a bit of light red lipstick and a tiny hint of eye shadow, it should significantly help you accomplish that".

Letting out a soft hum. "I-I guess that's worth considering. Do you have any other useful advice?" Miharu asked, greatly pleased that she now had a vague idea about the clothes, hair, and makeup.

Narrowing her eyes a bit, Mafuyu wondered long and hard, if she might have any other vital knowledge, that was imperative for her little sister to know, before she went out with, Tsubasa-kun. It took a bit of time, but at long last, Mafuyu was able to come up with something else.

"Ohh right of course, I think I got another piece of advice, you might find useful, Miharu, listen closely now. If you get a chance, then try plucking at your date's clothing and gaze up coquettishly at him. That's a great way of tugging at a man's heartstrings. I know from experimenting repeatedly on Nariyuki, that it does seem to have a certain effectiveness, on men, or at the very least Nariyuki" the older sister thoughtfully stated. Thinking, with pure and simple delight, about the many different ways her husband would react, when she looked all flirtatiously like, at him.

"That does sound kinda interesting Mafuyu, I'll try giving it a shot. From what I've noticed Tsubasa can be a bit shy at times" Miharu said, already looking forward to trying that move on him and see his reaction, perhaps not on the first date, but at some other time.

It took Nariyuki less than fifteen minutes, to give the filthy frying pan a thorough scrubbing, and getting the rest of the kitchen clean after making dinner. Stepping back into the living room, he saw that the girls were still cheerfully discussing Miharu's upcoming first date. Not willing to disturb them, the young man looked around the place, for something to do, he for a moment considered turning on the TV, to see what was on now, but since that would likely be disturbing to the girls, Nariyuki quickly shook that idea out of his head.

So while sincerely enjoying the pleasing sound of his cute wife giggling a bit, as she and her little sister, debated what precisely the best food to eat for a first date were, and what kinda restaurant to go to. Miharu, was insisting pretty stubbornly on sushi being the best, since that was her favourite dish, and that she was sincerely hoping that Tsubasa-kun would take her to a nice sushi restaurant. And while Mafuyu, agreed that sushi was good, she also insisted pretty firmly on, there being many other types of food, that were good too. Most specifically Italian food, which she had a certain weakness for, as long as it was not too spicy.

Nariyuki entered the 'office' or whatever that tiny room it was supposed to be. When Chiyoko had last paid them a visit, she had told them, that the space had been designed to give the apartment just a tiny bit of extra storage, which it surely lacked. But instead of using it for that, Mafuyu and Nariyuki had made it into a small office. It was perfect, if one of them needed a bit of peace and quiet, to finish up some work, while the other watched TV, or played video games.

Along with the small desk, which had a laptop, and an old barely function printer standing on it, which they had purchased for only 2500 yen at a second-hand store in Yongen-Jaya. They had also, with a fair amount of trouble, been able to fit two small bookcases in there, one contented all of his books, while the other content all of Mafuyu's. Since he very much preferred borrowing books and mangas at the library, there wasn't a lot in his bookcase, other than a few samurai mangas, Oomori and Kobayashi had given him.

So instead, Nariyuki stepped over to Mafuyu's bookcase, looking over all twenty-one of He's My Student mangas, until he found number twelve, it had a nice picture on the front of Kurisu sensei blushing a bit, while she was staring at Yuto's broad strong back.

'The more I read of this story, the more I understand why Mafuyu loves it as much as she does. Heh, a love story between a teacher and her student, considering mine and Mafuyu's relationship, this whole story, really does feel quite familiar. But even though He's My Student definitely is a good read, that I am very much enjoying experiencing myself and especially talking with Mafuyu about, she is always so excited when we do that. But even so, I think when we go to Akihabara, tomorrow. I'll see if I can't find a few good mysteries, or samurai mangas. It's a bit depressing how empty my bookcase is, since I sold most of my old study books, when Mafuyu and I, moved in together' Nariyuki thought. Then with manga in hand, he reentered the living room, moving back to the table he plopped down beside his wife, opening the book he immediately started reading.

Taking a glance at him, Mafuyu felt a pleased smile run across her lips, when she discovered exactly what Nariyuki was reading. She was greatly anticipating hearing his opinion, and getting his inside on this volume of the He's My Student mangas, once her young husband finished reading the book.

Half an hour went by, where Nariyuki read, not letting himself be disturbed by the girls, happy chatter. Thanks to his family home, he was actually pretty use to studying or reading in places, where there were a bit of talk from his mother, younger sisters and brother, around him. Yet the sudden loud musical ringing of Miharu's phone, did come as quite a surprise to Nariyuki, pulling him completely out of the story, and making him drop the book in the process, which immediately earned him a displeased glare from Mafuyu, who did not like her precious, He's My Student mangas, to be treat like that, she did not want any cracked or bent corners. But with the crazy noise from Miharu's phone still blasting through the apartment, Mafuyu reluctantly turned her attention towards her little sister, who was fumbling to find her phone in her purse.

"Oh geez, Miharu, please turn the sound down on that thing. And what in the world is that crazy weird music?" Mafuyu asked, holding both of her ears in an attempt to turn out the noise.

"Weird music? It's not weird music! It's French opera, just listen to how passionate she sounds, when she sings!" The girl said, not understanding why so many people disliked her ringtone, Fumino had said something along the same lines the last time she had heard it.

"Just hurry and pick up the phone already, Miharu! Whatever that woman is singing sounds more than horrible! You definitely need to change that before you go out with Tsubasa-kun. You could use some sort of pop music, some gaming music, just anything else but what you currently got, little sis!" Mafuyu cried out, frankly not understanding why, Miharu had such a major passion for opera music, nobody else in the family enjoyed that.

"Humph, everyone's a critic. You guys just don't understand the greatness of opera" Miharu said, pressing a button, then raising the phone to her left ear. "Yes, hello father... I am still visiting Mafuyu and Nariyuki... No, I wouldn't mind getting a ride back home... Yes, ok, I'll be down in a few short minutes... Ok, bye for now".

With that said and done, Miharu disconnect the phone call. Feeling just a bit down in the dumps, over the fact, that this enjoyable evening together with her beloved older sister, and brother-in-law was now rapidly nearing its end, which was quite frankly a bit of a shame, since this had just been so nice and so much fun. Perhaps, once she was done with the charity event, and had gone out on her first date with, Tsubasa-kun, she could try asking the newlyweds, if it was alright for her to stay there a few days, on vacation. Even if she was given the opportunity, to go to Okinawa, or some other idyllic place in the world, Miharu knew without a doubt, that there simply were no better place to relax in peace, for a few days, than at her sister's.

Rubbing her eyes a bit, Miharu slowly raised her tired blue gaze, looking straight at the married couple. The pink haired girl found herself ever so briefly considering, making the request, for the two of them to embrace one another again, so she could leave there, with that wonderful precious image, imprinted in her mind.

Having not even the foggiest notion about, the outright bubbly craziness, presently running rampage through her little sister's entire being. Mafuyu reached down, picking up the dropped manga, before her husband had a chance to do so, thoroughly inspecting every part of her precious manga, for any sort of damages, profoundly pleased to discover none, whatsoever. Immediately following that, Mafuyu placed the book on the table, then leaned in towards Nariyuki, resting her tired head against his broad shoulder. With the massive amount of work, she had been doing throughout the day, the pink haired woman was starting to feel quite a bit exhausted.

Yet, as Mafuyu rested there, so close to Nariyuki, she did not notice the outright ecstatic expression, plastered on Miharu's face. It was only when the girl giggled in pure and other blissfulness, that the older sister Kirisu sister, recognize the mistake, she had unintentionally made.

'Tch, here we go again. But I guess, I should have expected her, to still be acting all crazy and fixated over the embrace from before. But this... this is just so nice, so enjoyably... I do not want to move from this spot. So I guess I have to live with her being all strange, about Nariyuki and I being affectionate towards one another. Emm, that new aftershave of Nariyuki's smells sort of nice and manly, I like it. I think I could, could so easily fall asleep here' Mafuyu thought with a content sigh, snuggling even closer in towards her young husband, who in response wrapped his arm tenderly around her waist.

Miharu at that point, was almost ready to squeal out loud at the sight of them, the only reason why she didn't, was because she noticed that big sis Mafuyu, was ready to drift off to sleep, right where she was. 'Ohh God, it is just so unbelievable hard to figure out, if they look even cuter now, or before, when they were hugging. But, hmm I do believe, that affectionate kiss, Nariyuki placed on top of Mafuyu's head, made the last moment between them, just a bit more sweet and precious. Not that I am going to complain, this ain't bad either' the happy girl thought. Yet before Miharu Kirisu had the necessary time, to really enjoy this moment, to really take it ALL in, a normal messaging sound from her phone, cut her enjoyment short.

Picking up the device, Miharu quickly read the message. "Hmph, father, you are just such a major spoilsport, this was just SO grand. You have no idea what I am losing out on, here. But like I have said before, parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow!. I'll show myself out Nariyuki, that way you do not have to disturb big sis Mafuyu, while she sleeps" the girl said, practically sparkling, as she stood up from her location, not once taking her eyes of the two off them.

Wondering a bit what was up Shakespeare thing, it was not the first time Nariyuki had heard Miharu quoting something, from one of his tales. But after considering it for about a minute, he decided not to ask about it, he could always do that the next time Miharu paid Mafuyu and him a visit.

"It's nice that you do not want to disturb Mafuyu, Miharu, but I think that is unavoidable, I need to get her into bed" Nariyuki said, glancing at his wife's restful sleeping face, she just looked so cute like this. He really did hate to bother her, at a time like this.

Feeling a deep scowl appear on her face, at those words, Miharu glared a bit at him. "If you had not already told me Nariyuki Yuiga, that you and Mafuyu, do not do anything naughty together, those words could so very easily be misinterpreted. Please do try, to be a bit careful, about how you phrase things in the future. But never mind that now. My main concern is that you are planning to disturb her, don't you think, that is kinda mean, when she is sleeping so peacefully?".

Reluctantly moving his gaze away from Mafuyu's sleeping face, Nariyuki looked up at his sister-in-law.

"A bit, Miharu"

Immediately raising a single eyebrow at that response, Miharu looked at him in complete and utter bewilderment. "So why? Please tell me why, you are planning to disturb her well deserved sleep and rest?".

"Because Miharu, I can not sit here on the floor through the entire night, while she sleeps. Besides, she will sleep a lot more comfortably in our bed, than here. Also, you have to understand, that if Mafuyu stays in this position all through the night, her neck and back, will be so unbelievable sore tomorrow. That would, kinda put a damper on the date, we have planned to Akihabara" Nariyuki explained, as he kept on ever so gently stroking the sleeping Mafuyu's waist and back.

'Akihabara? Why would they go there, of all places, for a date? That does not really seem like the most romantic place for a couple to hang out. But maybe they are going there, to have fun at an arcade, that could be kinda enjoyable. Hmm, I do sort wish I could go with them, so I could do a thorough study of how a couple behaves on a date, that way I would be a lot better prepared, when the time comes for me, to go out with, Tsubasa-kun'.

Yet even with that thought in mind, Miharu tilted her head back and forth a few times, thoroughly studying every single angle of Mafuyu's slightly awkward posture, as she slept there up against Nariyuki. The pink haired girl, begrudgingly had to accept, that her brother-in-law, could very well be right, in this case. While her older sister might look pretty comfortable and content now, she would, undoubtedly, have a pretty sore and aching back, if she spent seven or more hours, sleeping in that position.

"I guess you have a point. How annoying. But, please do try to be gentle with her, when you put her in bed, Nariyuki. You should do your best not to wake her up" Miharu told him in a slightly harsh tone of voice, that left little room for disagreement.

While it was true that, Mafuyu had the uncanny ability to sleep just about everywhere, like face down on the floor, or with her tired head resting on top of a completely filled trash bag. It took a lot of effort, to wake her up at times, more so when she was tired from dealing with exams, that was one of those rare times, that Mafuyu did not like being a teacher, it was just such an exhausting period. But despite how unbelievable difficult she could be to wake up, Nariyuki wondered how in the world, Miharu expected him to get Mafuyu into their bed, without waking her up first, if he just stood up now, without warning, she would fall pretty hard on the floor, and he really did not want her to get injured, while he made a feeble attempt to get her in bed, without disturbing her sleep.

"I will do my utmost to be gentle with her Miharu, so that she can sleep in peace, while I put her in bed. That is a promise" Nariyuki said, feeling just a bit guilty over the little white lie, which he had found necessary to give Miharu. But under the circumstance, the young husband figured he really got no other choice. It was not hard to tell, that if Miharu was not wholly satisfied with his response, she might very well expect him to sit there perfectly still, until Mafuyu woke up on her own.

Staring silently at him, for a few short immensely tense seconds, Miharu nodded ever so slowly, in approval. "Good, that is good Nariyuki, I will keep you to that promise. Now without further ado, I better hurry up and get moving, before father runs completely out of patience. I am relatively certain, that he has been waiting for me, down at the apartment's parking lot, all of this time. So I'll be seeing you and Mafuyu some other time, do that care of her, Nariyuki".

With the words, I will, called out after her, Miharu left the two Yuigas by themselves, already looking forward a great deal, to the next time she had chance to pay the two of them a friendly little visit. Perhaps the next time, they could watch a couple of movies together, and play some board games, Miharu had of course noticed, that her sister and Nariyuki seemed to have a few of those stashed away. Evidently, that was something they, occasionally, enjoyed spending time doing together.

Honestly sort of impressed, by how stealthy Miharu's footsteps seemed to be, as she carefully moved towards the exit of the apartment. Opening and closing the door behind her with almost ninja like silence. With her now gone, Nariyuki found himself wondering a bit, if moving with such stillness was something that came with figure skating. Or was the reason for it, simply because she was so determined not to bother Mafuyu while she slept, which made him feel a bit more guilty over, what he was about to do.

Reaching slowly up, Nariyuki gently shook his wife's shoulder. "Mafuyu honey, you need to wake up, if you want to sleep, you should do it in our bed".

"Hmm, don't wanna... wanna sleep here...wanna be with you... Mmm do not wanna go to school assembly...hell on Earth...boring principal..." she mumbled in a barely coherent tone.

Instantly realizing that the school assembly Mafuyu was referring to, was the very one, where she was struggling so rigorously, so unbelievable hard, not to fall asleep. Following that, she had made it abundantly clear to him, at least, that she hated the school assemblies with a passion. And to tell the truth, Nariyuki was kinda starting to understand why. The fact that the principal, to this day, was still somehow capable of coming up with new tedious things, he felt the need to tell the students and teachers, was just beyond him, it was no big wonder why, so many students fell asleep while the principal yammered on, nonstop. He had even spotted Takizawa sensei, grabbing a quick nap during the last school assembly. And while the principal had noticed her doing that, the gym teacher had simply excused herself, by saying that she had a lot of work to do, during swim class that day, then immediately ran off, with the principal glaring sorely after her.

"You are not going to a school assembly, Mafuyu, honey. I am putting you in bed, so you can sleep properly" Nariyuki softly reassured her.

"Hmm bed... Comfortable... Want you there with me..." Mafuyu happily mumbled out to her husband. Giggling a bit in drowsy delight, when she felt Nariyuki reach underneath her knees and back, gently picking her up all princessly like, even though she was barely conscious, she still loved it ever so much, when the man she loved held her close like this.

Standing there holding his beautiful wife, securely in his arms, Nariyuki stared down at Mafuyu's peaceful sleeping face, remembering how three weeks ago, after the wedding, he had carried her through the door to their new home.

'Sh-she is as delicate as always. God, I love her so much'.

With that thought in mind, Nariyuki stepped ever so slowly over to their bed, gently placing Mafuyu on it. Which immediately served to make her mumble the first part of his name, then lovingly telling him, that she did not ever, want him to let go of her.

Feeling his heart skip a beat at those words, Nariyuki leaned in, placing a light affectionate peck on her cheek. "You don't have to worry about that Mafuyu honey. I will never let go of you, I will always be with you. Now just be patient a bit, I will be back shortly".

Once more, Mafuyu mumbled something totally incoherent about school assemblies, then his name, followed by the word, hubby. Pressing his lips briefly against her forehead, Nariyuki stood up straight, then after simply standing there, watching her face for a bit, he then turned and made his way to the apartment door, locking and chain it. Afterward he headed to the bathroom, where he quickly brushed his teeth, and took care of what other business he had in there.

With those tasks over and done with. Nariyuki, having now changed into his night clothes, which consist of an old white and blue t-shirt, plus a pair of black boxers, reentered the living room. Stretching his arms and back a bit, he let out a long tired yawn, then after turning off the lights, in there. Nariyuki, stepped over to the beside bed, where he noticed Mafuyu gazing up at him, with half opened eyes.

Lazily raising up the cover, Mafuyu pat the spot beside her a couple of times, as a sign for Nariyuki to hurry up, and get into the bed. Humming in pure contentment when he laid down beside her.

With her precious Nariyuki now precisely where she wanted, wished for him to be. Mafuyu, rummaged around a bit underneath the cover, pulling off the annoying blue pants of her tracksuit. Once her legs were bare, she nonchalantly threw the sweatpants on the floor. With those off, the tired woman felt comfortable enough, to snuggle up into her husband's strong arms, who ever so gently embrace her, taking in the soft scent of her pink hair.

"Mmm, nighty-night Nariyuki, love you..."

"I love you too, Mafuyu..."

So with the soft soothing summer rain, still tapping lightly against the window. The recently married couple, drifted slowly off into a deep, calm sleep, in each others arms. Each one of them, sincerely looking forward to their date tomorrow, to spend the whole day together, having all kinds of fun.

The End.

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