A few days after a brief drinking session, a promotion to section chief was announced as per Evia's request.
　Evvia was right about the promotion to section chief, and word got out immediately.
　At the same time, the newcomers and the first batch of students will also receive their letters of appointment.
　You will be assigned not only to section one, but also to section two and three of the dungeon testers, and you'll be able to start working in earnest from the beginning of Golden Week.
　Although we have spent time together in training, from now on, we are rivals in other departments.
　I know you may think, but the point is to finish your rookie training and use Golden Week to heal your tired body.
　And then work in earnest with your healed body.
　In fact, the company's announcement had little impact.
　Many of the Japanese newcomers who are assigned to the same department are planning to take a trip on this vacation.
　On the other hand, the overseas group may be wondering what to do in an unfamiliar place, but our company, which boasts an unusually well-developed welfare program, is not.
　There is no shortage of places to play, from the coastal leisure facilities of the ocean itself to the hot springs and ski resorts in the snow-capped mountains.
　It is said that regardless of the department, they are all from the same country, and they are always ready to play there.
　I've seen the temperament of those countries.
　Now that I've been promoted to section chief, what am I doing?

Oh, what a luxury to spend your day off relaxing in your room.
"It's very convincing when the Lord says
Right?

　It's the first day of Golden Week, and I'm having my ears scratched by a fallen angel with blonde hair and big tits on my lap.
　Not only do I work on the dungeon, I also do various miscellaneous tasks and sometimes get into trouble.
　Sometimes I just want to relax like this.
　I surrender to the warmth of your soft thighs on my cheek and feel the pleasure of your ears being gently inserted into my body.
　If a man wants to relax at home, I think there is a lot to be said for it.
　That's my personal opinion.
　I think that a man's position in the home is that he is told to take his wife shopping or help her with household chores such as cleaning.
　That in itself is not a negative.
　I work, but so does Suela and Memoria and Himik and Evia.
　Then I feel like it's wrong to complain about that.
　So I thought I should take the lead in helping with the housework.
　And today, the first day of Golden Week, I actually tried to help.

"Hmm. Then, Lord. I need your help with one of the chores.
"Oh.

　And the exchange with Himikku did about five minutes ago.
　She waited in the living room for a minute to be ready.
　She comes back with an ear bud, a wet towel and some tissues.
　And instead of cleaning up, she sits on the couch and slaps her knees.

Now lie down, Lord!

　And at the same time, you'll be accompanied by a smile as bright as the sun.
　Plus, she holds her hands out in front of her to hug you and says she's ready to come over whenever you are.
　It's obvious what she's indicating.
　And who would be here to refuse such an enticing offer?
　A mysterious force pulled me along and before I knew it, my head was in her lap.

Hey, Himiku.
"What a jiro.

　A healing time that began nicely.

"Didn't I ask you to help me clean up?
Oh, I need you to help me clean Jiro's ears. I can't do this without you.

　I'm sure you've been planning to do this all along.

It's not just a matter of time before you're able to get your hands on a new set of shoes.
No, it's true. That won't allow Himik to rest, will it?

　But wouldn't that increase her burden? I'd like to think that Himikku's arms, which gently press down on my head, seem to be held in a universal hand and cannot be shaken.
　It's not heavy.
　Rather it's being held down gently.
　It would be easy to shake it off, but I can't disregard the sight of her happily cleaning my ears and her kindness.

It's not so difficult once you get used to it. I don't have any other work to do. I would like to be more useful to Jiro.

　She calls me by my name when we're alone.
　When we are alone, as in the evening, she calls me by the name she used when we met.
　It's as if the name that comes out of my mouth is mine alone.
　It's a bit of exclusivity that she doesn't want others to hear.
　The only thing I can do about her attitude is.

"Well, tell me what's going on. I should be the one to notice, but I'm too slow to notice.
It's okay. I know that Jiro is watching over me.

　Gently, I release what little strength I had put into my body and completely surrender to her.
　I wondered if she was happy with the weight of my body, which had become slightly heavier, and her smile deepened.
　We were silent for a while.
　I can taste the comfort of the room, and I can fully appreciate the fact that it is because of her.
　The clean room, the comfortable temperature, and the warmth of her healing touch.
　What more luxurious way to spend a holiday?

If you're sleepy, it's okay to sleep, right?
No, I feel like I'm wasting my sleep, and I don't get any sleep.

　I am not sleepy in spite of the fact that such a comfortable space has been created.
　My eyes aren't tight, but I don't feel like sleeping.
　Her knee is slightly warm, and her palm is gently held in mine.
　I couldn't choose to let go of those two.



I see.
"Oh.

　I share time with her, just to spend time with her in silence.

That's beautiful, and so is the other one.
"Oh.

　And the precious time seems to go by so fast.
　When he finished cleaning my left ear and told me to turn around, I stood up and tried to turn around, but he said, "Why don't you just turn around?

"Why don't you just turn around?
"Really?　Don't you hate it?
"What's disgusting?

　Gently, she holds you by the shoulders and turns your face towards her belly.
　Some people may not like it, but Himikku doesn't show any sign of that and starts cleaning the other side of the ear.
　The only clock in this room is a digital one, so you can't hear the ticking of the hands, but if there was an analog clock in the room, you would only hear the ticking of the hands.

Hey, Himiku.
"What the hell, Jiro.

　Such a quiet time is nice, but I suddenly wanted to talk to her and opened my mouth.

What's for dinner tonight?
It's not even lunchtime yet and we're already talking about dinner?
No, sort of.

　I didn't think about saying anything, I just said what I thought.
　I thought she thought I was crazy, but she didn't care and didn't stop to answer my questions as if she were talking to me softly.

I got some good fish, I'm going to grill it today, and then I'm going to make some miso soup and nimono.
Oh, Japanese food today?
Ah, the cuisine of Jiro's hometown. I'll be more determined today.
I look forward to it.

　I wonder how long it's been since I met her, at least half a year or so.
　Her cooking skills have improved so much that these words can be said frankly.
　And when I tell her I'm looking forward to it, she says.

"Mm.

　Yes, laugh with a smile as bright as a sunflower.

"Yes, Jiro. But I'm not talking about this.
"What?

　Then she began to tell me about what had happened.
　The cooking, the fact that she wasn't as careful these days when she went shopping.
　Getting to know the store clerk and delivering her lunch to Memoria's.
　I learned to sew with my sister's twins, and I played chess with Evvia and lost, so now I'm learning.
　Next thing you know, you'll find yourself with a girlfriend who's really comfortable with the company.

Oh, yeah, Jiro.
"What?

　As I listened to her voice telling me various stories and felt comfortable, she suddenly changed the subject as if she remembered.

Do you think Suela's child is a boy?　Do you think it's a girl?
Come on, I don't know. Suella said you were going to get tested soon.
No, no, no. I want to hear what Jiro thinks.
"My?
"Oh.

　The topic of conversation was me and Suela's child, due to be born soon.
　I turned my eyes to Himik, wondering why I was curious, and she was still cleaning my ears with the same gentle smile as before.
　I wondered if it was just small talk.

I guess it's more of a wish than an expectation.
"Wish or what wish?
"Honestly, I don't mind either gender, though I suppose I'd prefer a boy if I was concerned about an heir and all that, but... Hmmm.

　Consider her question seriously.
　You've heard the phrase "one princess and two boys" a lot, but I honestly have a hard time deciding whether I'd rather have a boy or a girl when the child is actually born.
　As I said to Himiku, if my family is traditional, then a boy is preferred.
　It is true that my relatives are something of a great family, but we are a bit of a mixed bag.
　And honestly, as a man who has never experienced childbirth, I can't even guess which gender is which.
　So it's simply a matter of my preference.

If it's a girl, it's going to be a girl like Suela or Memoria or Himik or Evia, and it's going to be cute.

　I've often heard that male parents love their girl child as a cat.
　And I've heard that they get a tremendous shock during the rebellion as a reaction to that adoration.
　But I also hear that girls are better off when it's all said and done.

If it's a boy, yeah. We're in a family of girls, so it would be nice to be able to play with other guys.

　I think the ideal father-son relationship is a friend at a distance.
　Father and son are friends at the same time.
　Being a parent makes you obligated to raise your child, but it is also very attractive to share that particular feeling of being a friend, of wanting to do things with your child.
　Such a child can be either a girl or a boy.
　However, since we are talking about a man who has never experienced child rearing, there will be a lot of difficulties.
　You have not yet understood only the good aspects, and you will also meet the bad aspects.
　If you include that in your story .

Either way, it's best for you to be born healthy, right?

　I want both mother and child to be safe, that's my honest opinion.

Yeah, I guess so.

　Himik nodded and agreed with me.



"Which one is better, by the way, Himik?
"Me?　I think so. I'd like a boy like Jiro.
"Oh, a boy. I'd love to play catch with you when you're born.

　And if you ask her the opposite, she says she'd like to have a boy after a little trouble.
　You hear that, and you think of a blond boy who looks like her, and you say exactly what comes to mind right away when you think of something you would like to do with such a child, and you say, "Well, you'll have to work hard tonight to make that dream come true.

'Then you'll have to work hard tonight to make that dream come true.
"For what it's worth, it's going to be Himik and his friends who are going to be the first to run away.
Well, it's just, you know, it's not good that Giro is so intense.

　She asks me out for the night.
　And since today is the only day with Himikku, there is no way I will refuse.
　I told her about my normal night life to ask her if she was okay with me doing my best, but she turned red and stopped cleaning her ears.

Oh, so you want to be gentle today?

　Her face is so cute that I can't help but make fun of it.

No, I mean,

　And as expected, she was not used to this kind of thing, and was stammering, unsure of how to respond.
　From the way her face turned red, it was obvious that she was torn between saying and not saying what she wanted to do.

Ah! I've got to get ready for lunch soon!

　Then, sensing that she's not feeling well, she glances at the clock and taps me lightly but with a slightly earlier-than-usual sensation on the shoulder to prepare for a slightly earlier-than-usual lunch.
　Watching her face, I reluctantly got up and thought my time of luxury was over.

Let me know tonight if you want to know.
"Mm-hmm.

　Her rear view, red to the ears, looked very attractive, and was seen off to the kitchen with the sound of cute footsteps with a totote-tete.


　Word of the Day
　Gently?　Intense?　Of course, both are.