Chapter 2 — Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid [RobOsakaTQQ]
"Fuutaro..." Miku quietly spoke in a voice that carried a sense of nostalgia.
"Oh, you must be Miku then, thanks for the hint." Fuutaro said without even a hint of emotion.
"W-what are you doing here?"
"I guess I could also ask you the same thing... but uhh, I kinda use this place as a... secret base of sorts... but never mind that, what were you doing here, Miku?"
"No reason, just... well... it's kind of a long story..." Miku said while looking to the side. Fuutaro sighed as he opened the door to the dark restaurant and silently held the door open for Miku after he walked in.
Miku looked up at him, frozen in place due to the surprise of the sudden invitation given to her by the same person she had once self pleasured herself to all those years ago.
"Well, are you coming in or not?" Fuutaro said while half-sighing.
"Ah, thanks for inviting me in!" Miku said as she ran in through the doors.
"Hold on a second while I get the lights" Fuutaro made his way across the empty room and flipped a couple of switches, dimly lighting the room.
"Over here!" he said, while opening up the door to a separate room that was originally supposed to be used as a smoking section. Miku made her way over and audibly gasped at what she saw. Inside the room was what looked like a room out of a hotel. There was a big bed, a desk with a laptop computer already on top, a small fridge, as well as some floor cushions surrounding a traditional Japanese kotatsu. Miku stood there stunned, taking in the various furnishings around the room, which vastly contrasted the abandoned storefront that she had been mindlessly staring at just minutes before. Then, something else caught Miku's eye.
"Oh my gosh, this is...!" Miku's eyes widened as she gazed at the fully stocked bookshelf. "You even have all the volumes of my favorite Sengoku manga!" she said as she grabbed one of the volumes and started flipping through with the same expression that a large man has when flipping through a pizza delivery menu. After a few seconds, Miku snapped back to reality.
"But wait, so why is this place even...?"
"It's a long story," Fuutaro interrupted "But to sum it up, apparently my Mom had life insurance on this store, so it's completely paid for. On top of that, after more than 10 years, the insurance company of the guy who killed my mom in that accident finally paid up, and it was a pretty hefty amount... enough to furnish up the back room here and make it into my very own bachelors pad..."
"So you're still single I guess..." Miku wryly smiled as part of her felt somewhat relieved.
"Yeah... but anyways, I actually live here now. To be honest, after what happened with Yotsuba, I never thought that I would run into the rest of you guys again... I even transferred to a different school so I wouldn't have to work with Itsuki... but it's good to see you again, Miku. Sorry for not remembering which one you were..." Fuutaro said quietly as he played with his bangs.
"Don't worry about it!" Miku forced a smile before glancing back down at the manga.
"But I've always remembered your face clearly..." Miku thought to herself.
"Hey so umm... if you're busy, you don't have to stay here but... can I ask that you don't tell the others about this?"
"Sure, I guess it'll be our little secret" Miku chuckled to herself. "I wasn't really doing anything today anyways, is it fine if I hang out here for a little longer?"
Fuutaro got up silently and grabbed a can of Matcha Soda from the fridge and set it on the kotatsu and said, "Make yourself at home" as he grabbed a book from the shelf and laid down on his bed.
Miku continued to read the manga when she opened to one of her favorite pages. It was a closeup of Takeda Shingen, one of her favorite Sengoku warlords. On that page, Miku just stared at the magnificent beard. The closeup of the beard excited Miku as she sat there looking at every strand of hair drawn on the manga page. Miku got more aroused as she looked at that majestic bristles that were strewn all across Takeda's face. She imagined touching and stroking the beard, and wondered what it would feel like if that beard were to rub her breasts. She even imagined how erotic it would be if her vaginal juices were to be rubbed across a beard as great as that one.
"Crap, I can't let myself get like this in front of Fuutaro... I'd better stop before I get out of control..." Miku thought to herself as she closed the book. She looked up and saw Fuutaro, who had fallen asleep on his bed, book in hand.
"This is my chance!" Miku thought as she stood up to get a close look at Fuutaro's sleeping face. "I've always loved your stubble... you were never good at shaving, so I could always see whenever you missed a spot, and it would be all I could think about for the entire day..."
As an adult, Fuutaro had far more stubble than he ever did as a teenager, and as Miku stared at
it, all of the feelings that she'd had for Fuutaro during her teenage days came rushing back to her.
"He missed that one spot..." Miku thought as she rubbed her fingers over the spot on her skirt where her clitoris lay ready to enjoy the stimulation. "That one strand is kind of long... it must be at least a centimeter long... I really want to touch it..." She thought while anticipating the ecstasy she would get from feeling the touch of Fuutaro's stray beard hair on her fingers. Just as she was reaching out...
"What the heck are you doing?" Fuutaro said calmly as he opened his eyes, causing Miku to yell out and stumble backwards.
"Fuutaro... you gave me a secret of yours to keep, so it's only fair that I share with you a secret of mine!" Miku exclaimed while staring down at her hands on her knees, "I have a beard fetish... well, not just beards, but all body hair. I know it's weird, I've tried to ignore it but my thoughts are consumed by it... so I..."
"Miku, I understand... I won't get into details, and you may already know this depending on what she told you but, the reason why it didn't work out with me and Yotsuba was because of our differences in the bedroom. I can get, uh... a bit intense... and my intensity pushed Yotsuba away from me instead of bringing us closer."
"Fuutaro... so all of that was true then..."
"I'm not sure what you heard, but they always say truth is stranger than fiction, and I guess I'm a living example of that..."
"So the time you tied Yotsuba's ribbon around your penis and yelled 'Suck my Yotsuballs!' was true!?"
"Hahaha, oh that brings me back... she said it completely killed the mood... she wouldn't even talk to me for the entire day!"
"She said that you wouldn't stop calling sex 'Quintercourse'."
"I mean, was I wrong?"
"And she told us that once you got a ribbon tattooed to your penis and wouldn't stop saying 'I have a ribboner' that she couldn't take it anymore, and that was the last straw! We thought she was lying and that there was another reason..."
"Guilty as charged..."
"Wow Fuutaro, you might even be more messed up than me..."
"Well, glad I could make you feel better... good to know that I'm not the only one who is messed up around here..."
"Hey, I no longer think I'm all that weird now after knowing that nothing Yotsuba said was exaggerated!" Miku pouted.
"Well, do your sisters know about your... extreme interest in hairy men?" Fuutaro said while trying to stifle his laughter.
"Of course not! How could I even say such an embarrassing thing to any of them!? And you know Nino, if I tell her anything, then I'll never hear the end of it!" Miku said as she ran up right next to Fuutaro with clenched fists, still flushed from the nearly full climax she had almost reached a few minutes prior.
"But you told me so easily..."
"That's because I trust you," Miku looked into Fuutaro's eyes "...and you must have trusted me a lot too by just letting me in your secret clubhouse, or whatever the hell this is, without even worrying about the fact that I still live with Yotsuba and the others!"
"Well, you're the only one who I think wouldn't blab about it to the others. I'm really glad that it was you that I ran into today, Miku, and to be honest... I'm glad that you don't hate me after hearing all of those things about me from Yotsuba... I figured that none of you would want to see my face after hearing about what kind of person I really am, so I purposely kept myself away from all of you for all of these years..."
"Hehe, well, I'm also glad I got to see you again, Fuutaro!" Miku said while taking off her socks before jumping onto the bed where Fuutaro was sitting. "But I have a question...why did you pretend to not recognize me?" Miku said with a serious expression on her face.