I Refuse to Become Scumbag in Tokyo Chapter 564: Eternal return

Chapter 564: Eternal return

Hana's house was a relatively normal house with a garage and quite a s.p.a.cious house.

Usually, it is quite rare for someone to have a house, especially in Tokyo and this area. In other words, her husband is quite wealthy to be able to afford this house.

'Or might this house be an inheritance from the parent?'

Even so, the inheritance tax in this country was expensive.

If one wanted to pay inheritance tax, they had to buy insurance, so their children could pay the inheritance tax when one had pa.s.sed away.

Still, Shishio must admit that money was really important, especially when one was living in this country.

Many women would marry someone they didn't love so they could live a stable and well-off life. On the other hand, their husband would go to the cabaret shop and enjoy talking with many beautiful women.

This may have been a distortion caused by the society of money.

Or it might have been this way from the past till now.

After all, every mistake in the past would recur in the future.

It would happen for an eternity until no human was left.

This was called the "Eternal return" by Nietzsche.

If he explained it in a detailed manner, the "eternal return" is a concept that the universe and all existence and energy have been recurring and will continue to recur in a self-similar form an infinite number of times across infinite time or s.p.a.ce.

Scary, right?

It was like a World War.

There were World War One and World War Two, so it might not be weird to have the third or fourth in the future, right?

As for why he mentioned it now, it was because he was afraid that he might also make a mistake that had happened in the past, and this mistake might even be comparable to those World Wars that occurred in the past.

For anyone who wasn't involved in the World War, it was just a story or past they often heard from textbooks. Yet we never knew how horrible it was since we only knew it from the mouth of someone or the history book.

On the other hand, what he was planning inside his head was something that might give a scar on Hana's husband and her children.

While he didn't plan to do so, he felt this uncontrollable force that made him give himself to the impulse.

The house was quiet, as if no one was inside.

"Are you alone?" Shishio asked after he entered.

"My husband is working now, and my daughter is going out with her friends," Hana said with a gentle smile before she picked up the slippers, placing them on the ground, so they could be used by Shishio. "Change your shoes to those slippers. I'll prepare tea in the meantime, or do you want something else?"

"....."

Shishio looked at the slippers for a moment, wondering whether it was okay to enter. "Yuigahama-san, I don't think it is good for me to enter. I'll put the apples here, okay?"

"What? How can that be? You have come quite far away, and how can I let you go back without showing you my thanks." Hana wanted him to stay, but she thought for a moment and asked, "You should be on summer vacation, right? Or do you have a plan to meet with someone?"

"...No."

"So what's the problem? Don't hesitate, okay? I won't do anything weird to you," Hana said, trying to pull him.

'I'm the one who's afraid to do something weird to you.' Shishio rolled his eyes. He shook his head and took off his sandals before placing them in an inconspicuous place so no one would see them subconsciously. It might be part of his habit as a ninja, or he might realize he might do something that he shouldn't do, but one thing was for sure, it was better to be prepared.

Shishio put on his slippers and entered the house. "Then, excuse me."

"Welcome, welcome." Hana always maintained her smile while welcoming him inside.

When he entered the house, it might seem pale and slightly dull for some reason, yet she made everything so bright when she was there. He sighed inwardly and felt that the older woman was like kryptonite for him. He was weakened, unable to do anything, and naturally followed the current that led him into the deepest sea and drowned.

Still, Hana led him to the living room, which was in the same room as the kitchen and dining room.

While they walked, they talked about the weather.

The weather was bright with the sun that could even melt anyone. It might sound exaggerated, but this was how hot the temperature was.

While Shishio didn't mind the heat, he would be lying if he didn't feel hot.

Fortunately, Hana didn't turn off the air conditioner when she left. After all, she knew she would go back quickly.

The two went to the kitchen to put down all the apples in his hands.

"You should sit down first. I'll prepare tea and snacks for you," Hana said with a gentle smile again.

Shishio only realized, but he saw that Hana didn't even put down her smile when they were together. The only time she frowned was when she dropped down all her apples, showing her distress with what to do. Still, he nodded and sat on the chair in the dining area, so he could see her, who was in the kitchen closely.

"Are you okay with the barley tea? Or do you want something else?" Hana asked.

"No, I am okay with that."

"Okay, wait for a moment." Hana went to the fridge and bowed down slightly to search for the barley tea. As she bowed down, her skirt became tight, showing the shape of her hips and a.s.s. The silhouette of her panties was also shown because of her action.

Shishio didn't say anything and stared at it, unable to look away. However, he remembered their ident.i.ty, and he quickly looked away.

"Sorry to make you wait."

"It's okay."

"Please drink it. Ah, I also have a cookie. You should try it. I made them myself." Hana presented the gla.s.s of cool barley tea with a cube of ice and cookies on the plate.

"Thank you." Shishio took the tea and tried to calm himself by drinking. He gulped down the tea and caused his Adam's apple to move up and down, showing how thirsty he was. "Fuuh..." He let out a satisfied sigh and felt calmed somehow.

"Hehe... you must be thirsty." Hana smiled.

Shishio was thirsty but didn't feel thirsty because of the water. Yet he knew this wasn't something he should mention, so he distracted his attention toward the cookies. "Did you make them?"

"Yes." Hana nodded. "You should try it."

"Okay." Shishio took the cookie and bit it. The sweet taste, along with the subtle aroma from the vanilla, spread into his tongue.

"What do you think? It's good, right? My daughter often munches them down." Hana sighed and said, "It makes me worry that she might not have a boyfriend in the future."

"Why? Similar to you, she should be beautiful, right? I don't think it is going to be trouble for her to get a boyfriend?" Shishio asked curiously. "Oh, right, it tastes delicious."

"Really?" Her smile became sweeter when she heard his words. As for why she smiled, whether it was because of his praise at how beautiful or delicious her cookie was, only she knew about it.

'Or it might be because of her daughter?

Shishio could tell that Hana probably thought to surprise her daughter with his appearance. She also wanted to see how he would react when he met her daughter. Still, he must admit that whether it was the daughter or the mother, they were all airheads. He had already seen the family photo before entering the living room, but this woman probably didn't realize or simply forgot, making him speechless.

"Now that you mention it, where you're coming from, Oga-kun?"

"I am from Kyoto."

It might be because of the dull life of the housewife that Hana was happy she had someone to talk to.

The life of the housewife was like this, and it might also be the reason why they were quite easy to get lonely.

Just having a talk with someone normally would make them happy.

If he had to say, a housewife was like the existence of a nerd in school. They were all lonely and didn't have many friends. The only relationship they had was with their family. If the relationship between their family was good, it was nothing, but if it was bad, it was disastrous since it would give someone a chance to slip into that relationship.

Frankly, Shishio wanted to return, but he could see that she wouldn't let him go. Her real intentions aside, he could see that she genuinely needed someone to talk to. While he hesitated at first, in the end, he let go of all of his breaks and tried to make her smile and laugh.

As expected, Hana laughed and smiled from time to time when she talked with him.

Their conversation didn't have any direction, and they only talked about what was on their minds. Yet it was strangely comfortable and felt nice.

Hana felt that it had been so long that she felt this feeling. She might have felt this feeling in the distant past that she almost forgot, but she had forgotten it and her husband too. However, this might be what marriage was about, and she accepted it.

"Is there something wrong?" Shishio asked since Hana's expression was slightly sad for some reason.

"Ah, no-nothing." Hana shook her head and quickly changed the topic of the conversation. "Oh, your gla.s.s is empty now. I'll refill it right away." She panicked slightly and returned to the kitchen, bringing the tea container. She was about to pour the tea into his gla.s.s, but the lid of the container fell off and caused all the tea to flow over in all directions.

Shishio was stunned, but he could dodge, yet he decided to sit down and didn't do anything, letting the tea fall into his pants.

"...." Shishio and Hana.

Still, Shishio sighed in relief since the tea wasn't sweet, so it didn't make his pants sticky.

Yet Hana panicked. "Wa-Wait a moment! I'll dry it!" She picked up the napkin on the table and wiped it directly on his wet paints.

"Wa-Wait!" Shishio didn't expect this sudden action and couldn't stop her hands from approaching his pants. Her slender and white hands carefully touched something that shouldn't be touched, causing a certain reaction that couldn't be hidden.

"......."

Shishio closed his eyes since he knew that everything was too late. He had a hard time holding himself, but when such a temptation suddenly appeared, it was impossible to stop it.

Hana was also stunned, and her face quickly reddened. It was as if a time was frozen around her, and she wasn't able to pull her hand away from his hardened rod.

"...Sorry." Shishio held Hana's hands and moved away.

"I-I am sorry." Hana also wasn't sure what to say and could only apologize.

"I'll go back first." Shishio didn't have a face to stay, especially when he got hard in front of the mother of his senior.

"Wa-Wait! How can you go back like that?" His entire pants were wet. How could she let him go back?

"Go to the bathroom first. I'll wash your pants."

"Wait, it's not good." Shishio couldn't agree.

"No, you have to listen to me! Hurry up!"

Shishio was pushed to the bathroom and could only follow her words. He wanted to see her expression, but she lowered her head, which made it difficult for him to see something.

Still, if he was able to see her face, he would see her face was bright red, showing an embarra.s.sment like a young girl.

When Shishio was pushed into the bathroom, Hana sighed in relief. She was outside the bathroom door and felt her heart beating fast. She tried to calm herself, but she could feel the heat, shape, and hardness on her hand.

"...."

Hana looked at her palm and was unable to forget the feeling of her palm. Her face flushed, and somehow she looked at the door in front of her, feeling quite curious.