“Is this my house?”
Kent and his companions went outside to see Fuuko’s house, which Hanako had prepared. Fuuko seemed surprised by her new home.
“Is this a doghouse?”
“I thought so too.”
In a corner of the garden, the box Fuuko had been in when Kent first met her was placed. Initially, it only had a small hole that barely showed her private parts, but the hole had been widened to a size a small child could pass through. A crude nameplate with “Fuuko” written on it was hung above the entrance. Kent couldn’t help but think of a doghouse when he saw the box. Catherine also thought it looked like a doghouse, so she agreed with Kent’s words.
“Grrr! What do you think I am, I can’t live in a place like this!”
“Hmph, extravagance is not good.”
As expected, Fuuko was furious at the house, which was no better than a doghouse. Hanako, who was the target of her anger, showed no concern and casually brushed Fuuko off.
“Now, now, you don’t have to treat me so poorly. I think it would be good if we lived together. Right? Kent?”
“Well, I guess adding one more resident at this point won’t be a problem.”
“Sniff, sniff, thank you.”
When Marie suggested they live together, Kent, who was already thinking the same way, agreed. Fuuko, hearing this, hugged Marie and cried.
“Oh, my. This child. Oh, that’s right. Let’s sleep together tonight.”
“Hmph, I guess I have no choice. I guess I can sleep with you.”
To deepen their friendship, Marie suggested to Fuuko that they sleep together. Fuuko, touched by her kindness, verbally rejected it, but her expression showed she was very happy.
“Ah well, I’m not involved.”
“Hmph, the beginning of hell.”
Al and Hanako, who could easily predict what Fuuko would go through later, cast pitying glances at her.
“For dinner, we have some unidentifiable meat that was grilled, and a vegetable salad from the home garden!”
As dinnertime approached, everyone went inside the house. After that, Catherine and Al took the lead in preparing dinner. Once everything was arranged on the table, everyone took their seats.
“So, why is my chair this box?”
“I’m so sorry. As you can see, we’ll be one chair short if we all sit down. I found something suitable and reused it. I’ll prepare a chair for Fuuko as soon as possible, so please bear with me for now.”
There was a kotatsu with a low table in the living room, so everyone could fit if they squeezed in, but chairs were necessary when using the table in the kitchen. However, there were only enough chairs for the number of people who had lived there before, so one was missing. Therefore, the box that had been placed as Fuuko’s house was just the right size, and it was decided to use it as a substitute until a new chair could be prepared. However, Fuuko seemed dissatisfied with being the only one with a different chair, and Marie was appeasing her.
“Well then, now that everyone is here, shall we eat?”
” ” ” “Itadakimasu” ” ” ”
Although Fuuko still had some dissatisfaction, she decided to start eating because everyone was gathered.
“Oh, this is quite delicious.”
“These are vegetables from the home garden.”
When Fuuko put the vegetable salad in her mouth, her face softened. When she honestly said it was delicious, Catherine informed her that they were vegetables from the garden.
“It seems to contain magic power, so it’s related to the fairy who makes it.”
“Well, yes. But the seeds and seedlings were provided by Master. I just cultivated them effectively.”
Al, who could only drink water, was drinking water alone, even though he was sitting in a chair. Fuuko, hearing that she was growing vegetables in her home garden, noticed that they contained magic power and sensed Al’s involvement. Al didn’t hide it and answered honestly.
“I see. So it’s a delicious variety. Master, how did you gather these?”
“You’re right, I haven’t told you yet. Actually…”
To answer Fuuko’s question, Kent began by talking about how he received his terminal, and that it was now broken and unusable.
“I’m surprised that the Creator God (Producer) was involved. It seems Hanako was attracted to Master not only for his magic power but also for reasons like that.”
After listening to Kent’s story, Fuuko had a somewhat satisfied expression.
“Well, even without a terminal, I’ll work hard to make sure Master doesn’t have any trouble. Be grateful!”
“Yes, yes, I’m counting on you.”
Fuuko renewed her resolve to do more than the now-unusable terminal. Kent, seeing Fuuko’s earnest eyes and declaration, felt happy but a little embarrassed, and gave a slightly clumsy reply.
“Well then, about the bath, can I go in first?”
Dinner time ended, and it was time for a bath. Kent announced he would go in first.
“May I join you?”
“I will also bathe with Master.”
“Hmph, me too.”
“W-well, if it’s not too much trouble, can I too?”
“Ugh! You people in this house need to ask permission just to take a bath! Why don’t you go to a river and bathe on your own? And how clean do you need to be!”
Every time Kent went to take a bath, it became a routine argument in this house about who would join him. It would be great if they could all get in at the same time, but unfortunately, the bathroom in this house wasn’t that spacious. Fuuko couldn’t understand why such a fuss was made over a simple bath.
“Ahhh, warm. This is something that makes people useless.”
In the end, Fuuko, who hadn’t volunteered, ended up going into the bath with Kent. As she washed herself and soaked in the tub, she was captivated by its dangerously soothing effect.
“I’m glad you seem to like it.”
“Hot water comes out without magic. It’s rather strange.”
“Actually, with the terminal no longer able to order fuel, we won’t be able to produce hot water once the fuel runs out.”
“When that time comes, I’ll use magic to provide hot water.”
“I’m counting on you, Fuuko.”
Kent and Fuuko were comfortably bathing together, but Kent unconsciously hugged Fuuko from behind.
“Master. Something hard is pressing against me!”
“It’s because Fuuko is so cute.”
Feeling Fuuko’s softness, Kent’s son reacted involuntarily. When Fuuko pointed it out, Kent whispered in her ear as if to return it.
“W-w-what are you talking about! You’re all trying to seduce me with sweet words like that, aren’t you? I won’t fall for it!”
“Is that so? Sorry.”
“Hey, don’t let go! I-it’s not like I didn’t like it when you were in that position earlier! Come on, hug me.”
When Kent released his hold and let go, Fuuko protested, as if not wanting him to stop.
“Is this okay?”
“It’s fine. Master, who listened to me, deserves a reward. *Chu.*”
“Ah.”
Kent hugged Fuuko again, and she skillfully turned her neck and met Kent’s lips with her own.
“There we go. It was difficult in that position earlier, but this way is easier. *Chu.*”
Fuuko parted her lips once, then spun around. Embracing each other, she placed her lips on Kent’s again.
