Utsukushii Kare/ My Beautiful Man [ENGLISH TRANSLATION]

Chapter-3; PART-4: Sweet and Bitter (NSFW)

                             

                                Translator: White Lotus

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Kiyoi opened the front door, but before he even had the chance to take off his shoes, Hira came flying out of the living room and greeted him with a warm welcome. Glancing at Hira, who looked as though he were wagging his tail in delight, Kiyoi responded to him with a simple "Yo."

"Kiyoi, have you had dinner yet? My mom brought a lot of fried shrimp korokkes just a while ago."

"Really? I now regret eating at McDonald's."

"Then let's have them for breakfast tomorrow."

The implication behind this question was whether Kiyoi would stay here overnight, to which Kiyoi answered affirmatively. Hearing this, Hira's face instantly brightened up. Seeing his reaction, the corners of Kiyoi's lips could not help but curl up slightly. As he headed towards the living room, Hira kept talking to him.

"The bath is ready. You can use it anytime."

"Then I'll go take a shower first. Ah, put this over there for me."

Handing the bag to Hira, Kiyoi walked through the living room towards the bathroom. Do you want to eat first? Or take a shower first? Asking such questions gave off the impression of a comedy sketch* about an old-fashioned newlywed, but it felt incredibly good.

(T/N: *Comedy sketch (コント): A sketch is a comedic exploration of a concept, character or situation. Therefore, as long as a piece of written work is short, funny, and performed live on stage (or recorded in an audio or video format) it is considered a comedy sketch.)

Recently, Kiyoi had been coming to Hira's house almost every day, and as the days of his visit increased, so did Kiyoi's belongings. On the washstand, Kiyoi's yellow toothbrush was placed next to Hira's green toothbrush, and the shelf in the washroom that had previously been empty was now filled with Kiyoi's styling products. The fatigue of the day dissipated as he soaked in the spacious bathtub, which was completely different from the cramped tub where he lived by himself.

When he first came here, the constant misunderstandings in their way of thinking, Hira's negative self-centered behavior, and the inability to have a meaningful conversation made Kiyoi distressed. However, as he started to visit more frequently, he realized how cozy this place was. He could rehearse till late at night just by isolating himself in the soundproof room, and if he said he was hungry, Hira would cook something for him, albeit clumsily. Of course, there was no sign of other men here either.

When they were in high school, Shirota and the others used to say that Hira was an ideal slave. That was exactly right. It would be great if he could become an ideal lover, and Kiyoi believed that if things kept going this way, it would eventually happen in the near future. Well, although he was a bit too creepy to be deemed ideal──.

After getting out of the bath, he entered the living room wearing only pajama pants because it was too hot, and seeing him, Hira was immediately taken aback. With his eyes darting from side to side as if he didn't know where to look, Hira asked, "Do you want something to drink?" When Kiyoi replied, "Carbonated water," Hira hurried to the kitchen, avoiding looking at Kiyoi at all costs.