Utsukushii Kare/ My Beautiful Man [ENGLISH TRANSLATION]

Chapter-4; PART-2: Moon Age 14 (NSFW)

                                 

                                  Translator: White Lotus

                         

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Hira searched everywhere, but with so many people around on the street, he couldn't find Kiyoi. He was unable to contact him through his cell phone and didn't receive any response to his emails either, so Hira boarded the train home, feeling more depressed than ever.

He regretted going to such a glamorous place. Perhaps seeing how out-of-place Hira looked, Kiyoi finally came to his senses. He wondered if Kiyoi hated him or if he was going to dump him...... Hira wanted to die. When he returned home in despair, he noticed a light coming through the window.

"Kiyoi!"

When he rushed into the living room, he found Kiyoi lounging on the sofa with his long legs crossed. He shot Hira a sideways glance without changing his posture. Hira was startled.

"...... Ki-Ki-Ki-Kiyo-Kiyoi."

His stuttering, which he had been able to suppress earlier, resurfaced. He hated how easily, in spite of his best efforts to keep up a good appearance, he embarrassed himself in front of Kiyoi. When he finally managed to apologize, Kiyoi asked rhetorically, "What for?"

"...... Be-because I feel like I ruined the ambience by being the only one who appeared out of place."

"Bullshit. You didn't look out of place at all."

"......My attitude was bad and it made the girls angry."

"Huh?"

"I was told that in front of the restroom. A girl named Mako was angry because she thought I was being rude to her."

"Just let her be angry. Who does that woman think she is to be acting all high and mighty? Laying her hands on someone else's man――"

Kiyoi stopped speaking halfway through the sentence.

"Do you have anything else in mind?" "........Could it be because I was being approached by another girl?" Hira asked tentatively, and Kiyoi's gaze sharpened. Ah, this must be it. "I-I'm sorry. But I think it was a bet."

"A bet?"

"It's a game where they trick unpopular guys. The winner is the one who can make the other person interested in them."

Kiyoi placed his hand on his forehead and let out a deep sigh.

"You, come here and raise your hands."

"Raise my hands?"

"Do it quickly."

Under his stern voice, Hira quickly stood in front of Kiyoi and raised his hands. Rather than a banzai* pose, it looked more akin to a surrender. As he stood there in his hands-up position, Kiyoi started patting him down from top to bottom as if he were doing a body check. At one point, he reached into the back pocket of Hira's pants.