Side story: Mochi or Ass?

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Mochi, a Japanese rice cake made of mochigome and sometimes other ingredients such as sugar and water.

The renowned rice cake, that captured the hearts of numerous Japanese and foreigners alike was now in the hands of our protagonist.

Why are they in japan you ask?

Because I said so!

"AH! Looks good."

The act of our protagonist enjoying his mocha was interrupted by his girlfriend Alvitr.

"Gimme one ❤️"

She shamelessly demanded a mochi after claiming that she's 'not hungry'.

Even though Andrew had asked her to choose something from the menu, she said that she will order something once she feels like doing so.

Yet here they stand, back in their hotel room with one pack of mocha.

Not two but one pack!

Exclusive for one person only!

"No"

And as you would expect, Andrew rejected her demands.

HAAAA-!

"Why not-! Isn't just one okay?"

"I bought this for 'myself'"

"CHEAPSKATE!"

"No hold on a second. There are two mochis in my pack, so giving you one would mean I'm giving an entire half of my meal!"

"Hnnng…"

Unable to retort, Alvitr resorted to the infamous technique.

TEARY EYES!

"Anyway, don't bother me. I wanna finish it before it melts."

Zero damage!

Andrew was simply sitting there.

On his couch!

Unfazed!

"My…my butt"

"Hmm?"

"Wanna touch my butt?"

"What?"

Andrew was no longer unfazed!

"Eh…AH…Why're you still reaching for the mochi!?"

"Why?....Cause It'll melt."

"No. Why do you have to eat it right after I said that!"

"No I'm telli-"

"Are you saying the value of my butt is worth less than a single Mochi!"

"NO WAY!" Andrew vehemently denied such absurdity.

"Since when did the stock price of my butt crash so hard!"

"No babe…your butt's price hasn't crashed…"

"So you will touch my butt then!!?"

"Uhhh…"

"SO ARE YOU GONNA ASK IF YOU CAN TOUCH MY BUTT!"

"Now you sound like you want me to touch your butt."

"Of course!...I don't!"

"Why'd you pause?"

Deciding to dodge the losing question, she flicked her lover's forehead and asked once again.

"Do you actually think—I might maybe possibly hopefully touch her ass— when I bring up my butt?"

"Uhh.."

"Oh come one! What is with that poker face" Alvitr gnashed her teeth in frustration.

The conversation was no longer about THE MOCHI!

"It's not necessarily the desire to touch it…"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

"I mean…there are times when I want to shove my face in there, so I'm not exactly suing my hands to touch your butt."

"…"

"…"

"GIVE ME YOUR MOCHI!"

The conversation went back to square one about THE MOCHI!

"AAAH, Fine then, you can have one."

In the end it was Alvitr's victory.

"But I don't want anything in exchange."

Or was it really her victory?

"Hey wait. What do mean you don't want anything in exchange?"

"I mean I don't want my girlfriend's butt to be involved in a transaction."

"But if you give me the mochi for free, my butt's value goes straight to zero!"

"Do want the mochi or not!?"

"I don't want your mochi!"

The conversation was now flipped as she no longer wanted the mochi, while he no longer felt reluctant to share it!

'What the hell. Somehow I have to be the one to convince him touch my butt? Do I have to pay him? How did this get flipped so quick?' Alvitr thought inside her head.

'It's not that I don't want to touch you. I just don't want you to be in a trade. You belong to me. I shouldn't have to give you something in exchange for being intimate.'

The tense atmosphere was broken as some of Andrew's thought leaked out.

Pompf-!

The sofa dented a little from the added pressure of Alvitr sitting on Andrew's lap.

She slowly took the mochi out of his hand and started eating it.

"I forbid you to touch my butt with you hands."

"…That's okay. I'm happy as long as you are."

"You can't use your hands."

"Okay."

"No hands."

"O—wait just my hands?" Andrew looked at his girlfriend intently as her ears started getting red.

"…You're not deaf."

"Looks like I'm having a different kind of mochi."

A stupid grin broke out from his face as he enjoyed the premium mochi on his lap while his girl tighly bit onto the mochi, so as to not let any lewd noises.

Needless to say.

Both of them had their mochi.