Doing “the act” with Mimi went relatively smoothly; no doubt all thanks to the “medicine” Elma gave her. Still, it’s good that her first time was virtually painless. Mimi was already mentally exhausted from all that commotion yesterday, and right now I’ve caused her to be physically exhausted as well. Now, she was sleeping soundly right next to me.
I, on the other hand, was busy thinking about the future. It’s necessary to have a concrete goal in mind after all. It’s kinda depressing if you pass each day simply for the sake of living.
First of all, it’s become even more necessary to purchase a detached house with a garden on a residential planet. I’ll make this my biggest long-term goal for now. I was initially all gung-ho about it for the purpose of drinking carbonated beverages, but now that Mimi and I have progressed to this type of relationship, things have changed. We need somewhere we can call home.
Of course, we never know what the future holds, so there was still a possibility that I and Mimi might not end up together. I don’t have any idea about what exactly Mimi thinks about all this too, so I can’t conclude anything.
Whether I do end up with Mimi or with someone else instead, having a place to call home was still absolutely essential. That is if I wanted to live a proper life.
Eh? Don’t I want to go back to my previous world? Well of course I do – if the chance presents itself anyway. I don’t even have any idea how to go back. First of all, I don’t know the exact reason why I was transferred over to this world. I also don’t have any concrete leads to finding a possible method for going back as of now.
In the first place, it seems I can actually have an easier time making a living in this world. I think I got really lucky by having such a powerful ship, successfully registering as a mercenary and obtaining a considerable amount of funds.
But I don’t intend to just blindly focus on this world’s positives either. The mercenary profession was, by its very nature, a truly dangerous job. You’ll always be closely brushing with death. This was no longer a game, so you can’t just respawn whenever you get your ass handed to you. Once you kick the bucket, it’ll be permanent.
If the ship gets badly damaged, I’d likely have to fork out a considerable sum to get it fixed up. It was possible that I’d be forced to sortie in a less-than-ideal condition. If I don’t scrape up enough for maintenance, it was also possible for me to die from going bankrupt as well.
The dangers I needed to face aren’t limited to the times I’m onboard the ship either. I would probably have to get out of the ship from time to time just like yesterday in order to take care of some business. Once I do, there was a danger of getting ambushed and killed present. If I continue to hold on to the same sense of security I had during my time in Japan, I’d probably get done in real quick. And if I do die like that, Mimi would probably have no other choice but to follow suit.
“Hrmm…”
So this is what it means to shoulder someone else’s life huh. It’s quite the heavy responsibility. I have to think of some proper countermeasures. Guess I’ll head over to the Mercenary Guild tomorrow or the next day in order to get some advice from the receptionist uncle.
I’ll be heading out for some shopping with Mimi tomorrow after checking her vitals. I actually forgot to check it tonight because of what happened. Will the medicine she took have any effects…?
Guess I’ll know for sure once I check her up tomorrow. For now, I’ll also get some shut-eye. Once we wake up tomorrow, we’ll first take a shower, eat up and then proceed with checking up Mimi’s vitals afterward.
After finalizing tomorrow’s schedule, I closed my eyes while relishing Mimi’s warmth. Looks like it’ll be a good night’s sleep.
“Huh?”
I woke up due to being assaulted by a ticklish sensation. Wondering just what caused it, I opened my eyes and found a head full of vibrant, reddish-brown hair snuggling up on top of my chest.
“What’re you up to there, Miss?”
“Fuwaah!?”
The head with vibrant, reddish-brown hair trembled after hearing my voice. Her brown eyes met mine. We stared at each other blankly for a few moments.
When I placed my hand on the ticklish spot – in other words, the center of my chest – I found a smaller, softer, more delicate hand groping around on top of it. Looks like this hand was busy doing naughty things.
“Hm? What’s this, I wonder? What were you up to?”
“Fue~e… U-Um… T- This is, uh…”
“You know Mimi, when you do naughty stuff to someone else, you better be prepared to be on the receiving end as well.”
“Eh? Eeeh?!”
“An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth y’know…”
“Eh? A- Ahn…”
We played around first thing in the morning. It felt really good.
“Okay then, for today’s schedule…”
“Yes.”
I talked about the day’s itinerary after having breakfast with Mimi. Because of the little “incident” earlier, we ended up running a bit behind schedule. Well, it wasn’t as if we were in any particular hurry anyway. We had more than enough funds. And after running the safety check protocols, the ship turned out to be in tip-top condition. There wasn’t any particular need for some extra maintenance.
Of course, we couldn’t afford to deplete our assets, so we needed to find a way to earn some cash soon. But it wasn’t that urgent of a priority.
After the meal, Mimi would undergo a full check-up of her vitals. We’ll shop for some daily essentials next. Then we’ll buy a portable data terminal for her as well. Finally, we’ll head to the Mercenary Guild to ask that receptionist uncle for advice about Mimi’s future training regimen and other stuff. It’s best to ask the Mercenary Guild about anything concerning mercenary work after all.
“We’ll go around today following this schedule.”
“Yes. Understood.”
After finishing our meals, I finally took Mimi’s vitals using the med-pod after a quick thirty-minute break. The results of the vital check were good. She was a bit fatigued, but there was no indication of catching any illnesses.
I was relieved with the results. Mimi also seemed glad. Taking care of one’s body is important after all. Health is wealth and all that.
“Alright then. Let’s get going. Wear some clothes with as less skin exposure as possible please.”
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