Marin is such a Waifu.

{Then let the operation begin.}

"You know someone who can make clothes?" Marin asked as she came near me and peeked at my phone.

"Ah huh." I nodded, and scrolled down some more before I find the contact I was looking for.

"They owned a clothing store and were bankrupt at the time. The owner was a good acquaintance of my mother since it was the store where she would order my clothes. They did them very cheap." I told the story.

I was also typing a message on my phone while I told the story, asking the owner if they could make a cosplay and also attaching the picture of the one Marin wants.

"Long story short, we decided to help the store by investing in it. Though not very profitable, it helps them from closing the shop and they also made clothes for us for free." I said, it was mostly the money I earned in competitions which we used to invest.

It was one of my first investment in this world.

"I see, that's very kind of you and your mother." Marin said and I shrugged,

She moved away from me and sat on my bed while looking at her feet. I waited for a while and immediately got a reply from the owner.

I was quite surprised since I expected them to be busy. That was why I did not call them.

The owner replied that they would be more than happy to make the cosplay for us. Though the owner asked us if we would be able to come to the shop for measurement.

Or

He said it would also be fine if I send him the required measurement.

{I like the second one!! I vote for the second one!!} the author said enthusiastically.

'I like it too.' I said while I was thinking about measuring Marin like Gojo did in the original.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Marin asked and I looked at her. She was making a weirded out face while looking at me.

"They said that they would be able to make it." I said and her face lit up in excitement and her pink eyes sparkled.

My smile got wider, "But..." I said.

Marin's excitement dwindled when she saw my smile, "But?" she asked, almost scared.

"We would have to take your measurement and send it to them." I revealed. She opened her mouth in an 'O' shape.

"That's it?" she said. Maybe she was thinking that she would need to pay or something.

"That's it." I affirmed with a nod.

She jumped out of the bed and came to me, "Then let's take it immediately." she said like a child who can't wait to open her christmas present.

"Um, sure." I said, "Would you mind taking off your-"

I didn't even finish my sentence and she was already taking off her black shirt. This time I did not look away but watched closely at her daring action.

"Ta-da." She said and her breast which was only covered with her bra announced it's presence to the world with a lewd bounce.

"He he~ I wore a bikini underneath." she said cheekily, as if that made any difference other than making her breast look more attractive.

Her two boobies were the perfect size to grab and fondle. I imagined them fitting right in my hand.

Her undergarments were exactly like in the anime, A black laced bra with yellow flowers imprinted and provocative black panties.

She looked really breedable at the moment.

[IMG : Marin Kitagawa]

I swallowed hard while I looked at her. Her bikini covered too little, leaving barely enough for the imagination.

Yet those small fabrics acted as a way to turn any man crazy, for it teases them to see yet not fully, leaving them on a perpetual edge. They might be willing to spend their remaining days in a dungeon to tear those off and finally see everything.

I see all her shape, and she smiled when she saw that I see her.

She seemed happy by my obvious ogling. I didn't no why but my mind refused to think why and instead chose to think about the different ways I could play with her boobs.

"See something you like~" she teased. Her eyes scrunched up cutely while her hand covered her amused smile.

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Say no. "Yes."

"You are way more developed than I thought." I added. She was caught off guard by my honesty before red slowly crept up her face and she just turned away.

The best way to counter Marin was to simply be honest with her.

I took out a measuring tape from a cupboard before I approached her. I stood before her and I noticed how small she was compared to my 6 foot height.

I looked down and she looked up with noticeable blush. She was so small yet so enticing, I felt like gobbling her whole.

Gently I raised my arm, careful not to scare her but it seemed my concern was unfounded as she stood still, looking at my eyes.

She was at peace, it seemed as though she was completely sure that I wouldn't do anything to her.

...or she wouldn't mind even if I do something to her. I didn't know which one it was.

I put the measuring tape around her head and she was looking up at me with a smile. I didn't know how to feel from that smile.

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Next I measured her rather small shoulder. I bent down as i did so and I could feel the heat her body emanates. She felt warm.

I wondered how it would feel if I touch her, while my hands barely brush against her milky skin yet not making contact.

It would be warm and soft, I was sure.

"Turn around." I said and she did so obiently.

'Bend down and spread you legs.' I wanted to say.

I measured her shoulder from her back. After I note that I knelt down and my eyes landed on her frail back. I wanted to trail my fingers on the line running down her back but since I couldn't, I allowed my eyes to do so.

My eyes went lower and lower until it landed on her milky ass which was barely packed by the panties she wore. Still, I could see the side of her cheeks and they were red from being held together by her panties.

I wondered how sensitive her ass must be to turn red just from that. Then my mind thought about how a hand print would form on her if I were to slap her ass.

I wanted to mark her.

I knelt down and tied the measuring tape around her small waist. Then I lowered my tape and measured her wider hips and protruding ass which was begging me to do something to it.

Blood was rushing in my lower parts now. Leaving my brain insufficient I was sure, as my thoughts became nothing but her body.

"Turn around." I said again and my throat felt dry.

My teenage hormone and incubus race worked together. They begged me to do something to her.

I couldn't control it. It was her fault too right? Acting this way even though she knew I was a man.

I couldn't keep my cool anymore as lust took over me. Her body which seemed specifically made to entice me had finally broken my last thread of sanity.

I needed to feel her.

And I did.

While I was measuring her long legs, my hand felt her up and down. She was so soft and smooth.

My hand trailed her legs and lightly groped her. She flinched but she didn't say stop.

She.

Didn't.

Say.

Stop.

That said way too much and allowed me too much.

I grabbed her ankle, putting the measuring tape on it.  I saw her perfect feet and her pedicured toes.

They were way too sexy. Her seemingly innocent feet triggered something in me. Making me act even bolder.

As I put the measuring tape along her leg, I felt her leg up with my hand. She shivered at my touch and it was obvious I was doing something out of the ordinary.

But she didn't stop me.

'Stop me Marin. What do you want from me?' I thought to myself as my hand slowly moved up her smooth leg and got closer and closer to her pussy.

She didn't stop me. I didn't stop me.

Then my finger felt her lower lips. She trembled and her legs got weaker, putting more force on my finger.

Soft. Extremely soft and hot.

I wiggled my finger and it snuck into her lips and parted her folds before directly hitting her inner lips. She trembled harder and moaned. 

"Ahh~"

Her body was shivering and I slowly felt something on my finger. The panties became wetter and wetter until there was a damp on her fabric.

It was not only hot and soft but also wet now.

My other hand moved up her but this one focused on her back. The back of her calf, her tighs and then her ass.

I grabbed a handful of it and groped it hard. My fingers sink in and her ass changed shape. But they fought back my hand like a rubber.

I roughly pulled her closer and she let out a sound between a moan and yell.

I buried my face on her stomach. Feeling how soft and smooth it was.

I rubbed my face while taking in a deep breath. She was warm and smelled like vanilla.

I was not in control anymore.

I looked up and saw her eyes in a hazy daze. There was a healthy blush on her cheeks and on her ears.

She saw me and we locked eyes. She looked at me deeply and began tearing up. Her eyes glazed and sparkled.

She looked so vulnerable.

No. She was so vulnerable.

I wanted to push further. I wanted to feel more. I wanted to sin. I wanted to corrupt her. I wanted to ruin her. Defile her and own her.

I wanted to leave mark on her whole being.  A mark so deep that no other man in the world would be able to fill it.

I read her eyes. Her big pink eyes which were expressing everything she was felling. Telling me everything.

She didn't want this.

But she also wouldn't stop me.

.

.

I could do whatever I want to her. She wouldn't stop me.

But I could also stop since she wasn't completely into it.

.

.

But that's fine right? It's fine if I did what I wanted to her right?

I am sure she would change her tune and would be more than willing after a while. I had the incubus perk and everything.

.

..

...

I made a choice.

...

..

.

I pushed my primal desires down in my gut and released all my lust with the biggest sigh I had ever released.

I looked down and calmed myself for a second.

Or two. or three.

I chuckled lightly, "Sorry..." I said. My arms fell down limply in defeat.

I won't do it.

"It's fine." came her reply and I felt her grab my hair. Her fingers massaged my scalp before she made me look up again. 

I look up at her.

She was smiling. The brightest smile I had ever seen on her. She lit up the whole room.

That smile told me that I made the right choice.

"Yuito." She called me and I shivered. She never called me Yuito.

"It's fine." she said and leaned down and kissed me on my nose. "Its fine if it's you."

Her eyes were no longer unwilling. They no longer allowed me to do anything I wanted with her.

No. They did more than that now.

They were giving themselves to me. They wanted me to do anything I wanted to her now.

.

.

.

Wow.

Just wow.

She was beautiful.

...

...

I was about to let my hands roam around her and explore her thoroughly again but I heard a call from outside.

"Yuito~ What's with the cake in the firdge?" Sumire's voice was heard before it was followed by the door of my room opening.

We both turned to the door with wide eyes. Sumire stepped one foot in before she paused.

I looked at her and saw shock, devastation, envy, on her face for a split second bfore she reeled in all those emotion and hid it behind a mask of amusement.

"Uf fu fu fu fu~" She laughed in amusement while covering her lips.

"Sorry to disturb you. Continue~" She said and she closed the door.

Marin panicked and pushed me aside with all her might. I fell on the floor and she ran towards the door.

"It's not what you think Mrs Fujita!!" She said and she was about to open the door and follow her but she did a 180 turn before she reached the door and came running back at me.

"I'm so sorry!!" She apologized before crouching down near me and helping me up.

She checked everywhere to see if she hurts me. I laughed.

She was way too weak to even hurt me intentionally, much less intentionally.

But seeing her apologetic face and worried eyes, I can't help but confirm once again.

'Marin is such a waifu.'

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Author : Fuck it. I just read this story that have a cliffhanger so I don't want that to happen to my readers so you get double chapter.

You better give me stones.