By the time Yayoi Natural fully recovered her senses, Mr. C.B. had already finished pitching the tent.
She stared blankly at the small, yellow tent, then tilted her head slightly, wondering aloud, “Um… isn’t that tent…?”
“Oh, you’re awake?”
“No, answer my question first. Isn’t that tent… a little small?”
Mr. C.B. nodded calmly. “Well, it’s a one-person tent.”
As she spoke, she adjusted the camping cookware in front of her, then turned toward Natural with a gentle smile. “When I bought it, I never expected someone else would join me.”
Natural fell quiet for a moment before raising another hesitant question.
“What about sleeping bags?”
“I only brought one—ah.”
Realizing what she had just said, Mr. C.B. paused, staring straight at Natural.
Facing her gaze, Natural silently looked away.
“Don’t stare at me like that.”
She remained quiet for a few seconds before continuing, “There might be some bedding in the old school building we could use—”
Mr. C.B. tilted her head thoughtfully. “Natural, what if I said I wanted to sleep with you?”
“No.”
Natural rejected her again without hesitation, causing Mr. C.B. to shrug gently. “Alright, then. Never mind.”
Seeing her drop the matter so easily, Natural stayed silent, shifting her gaze slightly away. She hadn’t figured out her feelings yet, so she wasn’t ready to respond clearly.
During Natural’s quiet contemplation, Mr. C.B. casually spoke up again. “Actually, I did bring an extra sleeping bag.”
“I knew it…,” Natural sighed, glancing back at her. “But why bring an extra?”
“Because I intended to from the start.”
Mr. C.B. met Natural’s eyes quietly, offering no further explanation. Some things didn’t need explaining; both understood clearly enough.
Thus, Natural pushed herself upright, bracing against a nearby pillar. “I’ll handle dinner. Looks like you’re about to burn everything anyway.”
As she moved toward the cookware, Mr. C.B. started to say, “No, I can handle—”
Her phone vibrated, interrupting her mid-sentence.
Mr. C.B. glanced at the screen, instantly noticing a familiar name:
Maruzensky.
After pausing briefly, she looked back at Natural. “I’ll leave dinner to you?”
Natural nodded without questioning who the message was from, quietly taking over her cooking duties.
Mr. C.B. stood and opened her phone. Maruzensky’s message immediately inquired about Natural’s situation.
Staring at the text, Mr. C.B. hesitated briefly before typing out a provocative reply:
[Natural is right here next to me~ Tonight, she’ll be sleeping with me~]
After writing this message, she didn’t immediately send it, instead saving it as a draft.
She walked back to Natural and crouched beside her. “Natural?”
“Hm?”
“Look this way~”
Natural turned toward her, only to find a phone set to selfie mode and the sensation of something gently pressing against her cheek.
Then came the shutter sound.
At that moment, Natural realized exactly what had just touched her face.
“Thanks~” Mr. C.B. smiled, quickly applying a background blur to the photo to obscure their location. Satisfied, she attached the picture and sent the previously drafted message.
Once done, she promptly turned off her phone.
Though she had no real intention of doing anything inappropriate, making Maruzensky worry a little was too tempting to resist.
Besides…
Mr. C.B. didn’t want anyone interrupting their evening.
Returning to Natural’s side, she remarked casually, “I only brought canned food.”
Natural wasn’t surprised by that. She glanced briefly at the pot of simmering corn, then back at her. “Canned food’s fine. And by the way…”
“That message earlier—it was Maruzen, right?”
Caught off guard by her directness, Mr. C.B. nodded honestly. “Yeah, it was her.”
“I see…,” Natural said softly, returning her gaze to the pot. “At least tell me you didn’t forget to bring water.”
“No worries.”
Mr. C.B. retrieved a large five-liter bottle of water from the tent, placing it next to Natural. “If that’s not enough, there’s more.”
“That’s plenty,” Natural replied, briefly glancing toward the old school building in the distance. “So, before I visited last time, you already scouted this place?”
“Yeah. The condition here isn’t great,” Mr. C.B. explained gently. “The building is technically still usable, but without maintenance, it could deteriorate quickly. So, I decided to inspect it beforehand.”
“I see…”
“By the way—”
“Hm?”
“Natural, did you manage to find what you were looking for?”
Her careful question left Natural unsure how to respond. After a long pause, she finally said, “I did find it. But… forget it. It wasn’t important anyway.”
Changing the topic, Natural glanced at her again. “Did you bring any other canned food?”
“Fermented herring.”
“What, were you planning to poison someone?”
“No, I just thought it seemed interesting.” Mr. C.B. chuckled lightly. “But don’t worry, I brought something else, too. Want it?”
“Yeah, please.”
While Natural and Mr. C.B. were enjoying their peaceful afternoon, elsewhere another person was…
…
[Natural is right here next to me~ Tonight, she’ll be sleeping with me~ (Image)]
Staring blankly at the attached photo, Maruzensky’s phone cracked audibly under the intense grip of an Umamusume’s overwhelming strength.
Then, under the full force of her grip—the screen shattered explosively.
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T/N: HOLY SHIT!!!@ MARUZENSKY CHILL!!! RAGEBAITED BRO, it’s like getting texted, “she’s busy bro~” hehuehuehehu
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