Master of the Machete Style Manga

Chapter 169 Who Wants to Have a Baby for Ah Jian? (7200 words)
Mikazuki Haruna: "I'm almost at the studio, come open the door."

Ken Sakamoto received the voice message two minutes earlier, and two minutes later he heard the sound of a car engine coming from the doorway.

With people already blocking the doorway, Ken Sakamoto immediately got up to open it.

Outside the door was Haruna's particularly eye-catching car.

She got out of the car, opened the trunk, and said to Ken Sakamoto, "Quick, come help me move these things."

"What are these things?" Sakamoto Ken asked, seeing the two boxes inside.

"Move them inside first," Mikazuki Haruna ordered without any formalities.

Although Sakamoto Ken didn't quite understand the guy's intentions, he still stacked the two boxes together and carried them into the house.

Mikazuki Haruna followed closely behind him and walked into the studio together.

The first thing she noticed when she walked in was the seats where her assistants were sitting. As she expected, they were empty; only Ken Sakamoto was in the entire studio.

That's good!
Mikazuki Haruna closed the door behind her, instantly creating an atmosphere of a lone man and woman alone in a room.

She watched as Ken Sakamoto placed the two large boxes on the table, a smug smile playing on his lips.

"Here, open it and take a look," she said with a slight smile.

Kenjiro Sakamoto did as he was told and opened the box on top.

The black dust bag was pulled open, revealing a black suit.

Just by looking at the material, you can tell that this garment is very valuable.

"A gift for me?" Ken Sakamoto asked.

"Of course, what, you think I'd wear men's clothes?" Mikazuki Haruna crossed her arms and leaned against the table next to her, her eyes darting around as if anticipating something. "You can't possibly go to tomorrow's awards ceremony in this casual outfit, can you?"

"I'm here to receive an award, not to walk the runway." Sakamoto Ken said this, but his hand had already touched the delicate fabric.

"I'm your investor, you know. I need to think carefully about your public image. Hurry up and try it on! If it doesn't fit, we can call a shop assistant to alter it now," Mikazuki Haruna urged.

Ken Sakamoto didn't mince words; he simply lifted the hem of his T-shirt.

"Hey! You..." Mikazuki Haruna didn't expect him to act so quickly, without even giving a warning.

But before she could finish speaking, Ken Sakamoto had already deftly taken off his T-shirt, revealing his slightly thin but well-defined upper body.

Next up were the pants.

In just a few seconds, Sakamoto Kento was left wearing only a pair of dark boxer shorts.

He stood in front of Mikazuki Haruna without any hesitation, his expression indifferent, as if this were just a normal, everyday thing in front of her.

While fixing his messed-up hair, Ken Sakamoto reached for the white shirt that he was wearing with his black jacket.

Mikazuki Haruna stared wide-eyed at Sakamoto Ken in a flustered manner. Even though it was he who was undressing, it was she who felt her heart race.

She must have seen it in her dream.

In those fragments of memory about the future, I've seen even more outrageous scenes countless times.

Not just in that memory, but also in these recent, incredibly vivid dreams, two of which involved very intimate contact with him…

But that was a dream, a memory.

This is reality.

Seeing Ken Sakamoto's body in real life has a completely different visual impact.

Broad shoulders, a tight waistline, and those abs... why does Ah Jian's physique seem even better now?

Haruna Mikazuki felt her cheeks burning and her heart racing uncontrollably.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted over his abs...

I really want to touch it...

It must feel very solid, right?
Just as she was lost in thought, Ken Sakamoto seemed to notice her gaze.

He didn't try to hide it; instead, he openly patted his abs, making two "slap slap" sounds.

“I’ve been working out lately, and it should be having some effect,” Ken Sakamoto said.

Mikazuki Haruna suddenly snapped out of her daze and hurriedly turned her head away.

"It's...it's alright..." she stammered. "Why did you suddenly decide to work out? Before...I mean, weren't all comic book artists otaku?"

"Health is the most important thing; otherwise, you won't be able to handle it."

"What's too much to bear?"

"Do... um, draw."

As Ken Sakamoto put on his shirt and buttoned it up, he said calmly, "And, I'm afraid my future girlfriend will be too fierce, and I won't be able to handle her."

"Huh?" Mikazuki Haruna was stunned for a moment, then turned her head sharply to look at him. "Girlfriend...?"

Several thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.

Girlfriend? Who?
Is it that big bear woman?

Could it be me?

If it were me, would this be considered... an implication?
But does that mean I'm fierce?

What a joke!
I'm very gentle!
Haruna Mikazuki bit her lip. Although she had a million questions in her mind, she was too embarrassed to ask them directly when she saw Ken Sakamoto buttoning his shirt so seriously.

She could only watch silently.

When Ken Sakamoto put on the complete outfit, straightened his cuffs, and turned around to face her, Haruna Mikazuki felt her breath catch for a moment.

It fits him perfectly; the shoulders, sleeves, and waist all conform to his body shape perfectly.

"How did you know my size?" Ken Sakamoto asked, stretching his arms. "This suit fits perfectly without any alterations."

Haruna Mikazuki's eyes darted around, her fingers twirling a strand of her hair as she changed the subject: "You could tell..."

"You could tell?" Sakamoto Ken took two steps closer, looking at her with a half-smile. "You can't possibly tell all sizes just by looking, can you? Shoulder width and waist are one thing, but hip circumference and crotch depth... I usually wear pants."

“Ha…that…”

Haruna Mikazuki felt a little guilty under his gaze.

She couldn't very well say that it was because in that dream memory, she had embraced this body countless times and knew every single data point about it, could she?
Having already eaten it, how could I not know?

"It's just... just a rough estimate!" she protested. "I have an art background, you know! Human anatomy and stuff... I can estimate it at a glance..."

Sakamoto Ken secretly chuckled as he watched her forcefully trying to explain.

"Alright, I believe you." Sakamoto Ken didn't expose her any further.

He turned and walked to the bathroom in the corner of the studio, opened the door, and looked at the half-length mirror inside.

The design of this suit is very restrained, but there are some subtle patterns on the collar and cuffs, which makes it look very tasteful.

"You absolutely have to wear this tomorrow," Haruna Mikazuki emphasized from behind. "I chose it specifically; it's from the same collection as my outfit."

Couple outfits.

She silently repeated those three words in her heart, without saying them aloud.

As long as Ah Jian wears this outfit tomorrow and stands next to her, it will be immediately obvious that it's a coordinated design between them.

At that time, no matter how fancy Natsume Mio dresses, she will only look like an ordinary passerby.

Ken Sakamoto looked at another box on the table and said, "And what about you?"

“Me?” Mikazuki Haruna was taken aback.

Why don't you try them on?

Since it was bought as a set, the other box must contain her clothes.

"I..." Mikazuki Haruna was still a little embarrassed and said, "I can change at home, it's the same..."

Ken Sakamoto stared intently at Haruna Mikazuki.

There was an undeniable air about his gaze, and Mikazuki Haruna felt a chill run down her spine.

"Then...then I'll wear it and show it to you."

In the end, the girl gave in.

Or perhaps, deep down, she also wanted him to see what she looked like in a formal dress.

She picked up the box, looked around, and then walked past Sakamoto Fitness with her head down, hurrying towards the restroom.

Ken Sakamoto said from behind, "There are only the two of us in the studio. If you're going to hide, why don't you just change outside?"

Mikazuki Haruna paused, turned around, and glared fiercely at Sakamoto Ken.

"You just want to see me change clothes, don't you!"

“That’s right,” Ken Sakamoto said bluntly.

"..."

The girl pouted, but ultimately went into the restroom without hesitation.

"Click."

The door is locked.

Ken Sakamoto looked at the bathroom through the crack in the door, where light was shining through, and heard the rustling of clothes coming from inside.

He felt absolutely no burden in his heart.

After all, we did all sorts of exciting things last week.

In the dressing room, in the car, in the hotel, in the bathtub at her home...

Moreover, I had very intimate contact with her in my dream this time around.

He remembered very clearly how proactive and uninhibited this guy was in the dream.

However, this guy probably still doesn't understand the true nature of that dream; he probably still thinks it was just a wet dream he had...

It's understandable that Mikazuki Haruna would be embarrassed to change clothes in front of him.

After all, in reality, the relationship between him and her was at most just holding hands; they hadn't even gone as far as tasting lips like Mio had.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Ken Sakamoto sat in the chair, picked up a sketch from the side, looked at it, and then put it down.

More than ten minutes have passed, and there is still no sign of the bathroom door opening.

The commotion inside also ceased, seemingly reaching a stalemate.

Sakamoto Ken walked over with a puzzled look and knocked on the door: "Are you done changing? Why did it take so long?"

Haruna Mikazuki's voice came from inside: "Almost there! Don't rush! Just wait a little longer!"

"I'm not in a hurry, you can change it at your own pace."

Five or six minutes later.

There was still no movement inside.

Ken Sakamoto asked again, "Haruna, are you alright? Is your clothing not fitting?"

There was a moment of silence inside.

"Click."

The sound of the door lock unlocking rang out, and the bathroom door opened a crack.

Mikazuki Haruna peeked out, her pretty face flushed red, her eyes darting around, unable to look at Sakamoto Ken.

She covered her chest tightly with one hand, as if afraid of exposing herself.

She looked at Ken Sakamoto somewhat awkwardly, her voice barely audible: "This dress... I... I can't wear it by myself."

Ken Sakamoto asked in confusion, "Can't one person put it on?"

"Hmm..." Mikazuki Haruna bit her lip, hesitated for a while, and then said, "How about... Ken, can you help me?"

Sakamoto Ken had no reason to refuse, and immediately nodded, saying, "Sure, I'll help you."

He opened the door and walked in.

Mikazuki Haruna stood in front of the mirror at the sink, her back to the door.

She was wearing that black evening gown, and she looked like a blooming black rose.

She covered the chest area of ​​her dress with her left hand to prevent it from slipping down, while her right hand awkwardly reached for a zipper on the back.

However, the zipper was designed to be very discreet, and its position was just above and in the middle of her back, which she couldn't reach.

No matter how she twisted her body, her fingertips were always just a little bit off.

The part that should have been zipped up was now open, revealing a large expanse of fair skin on her back.

The girl's skin was as smooth as cream, the lines of her spine swayed slightly with her movements, and the protrusion of her shoulder blades was particularly sexy.

Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her entire back was completely exposed, and the pure texture of her skin made one want to reach out and touch it.

Mikazuki Haruna looked up; she was facing the mirror and could clearly see Sakamoto Ken's gaze.

The girl's body trembled slightly, and her ears turned as red as if they were about to bleed.

"Don't...don't keep looking..." she muttered softly, "Hurry up and help me unzip my zipper." Sakamoto Ken didn't do anything immediately, and quietly admired her back for another three seconds.

Then he reached out and gently placed one hand on Mikazuki Haruna's rounded shoulder, while the other hand gripped the zipper lock on her back, his fingertips inevitably touching the skin of her back.

A warm and delicate touch came from her fingertips, and Mikazuki Haruna suddenly shrank her shoulders as if she had been electrocuted, letting out a very soft "ooh".

"Don't move around, or the zipper will get the meat stuck in it," Ken Sakamoto whispered.

"Ugh..." Mikazuki Haruna bit her lip, forcing herself to stand up straight.

"Fuck-"

With a slight rubbing sound, the zipper was slowly pulled up.

The black fabric gradually closed up, enveloping her snow-white skin and fitting her back perfectly. With a gentle wipe, the zipper was hidden away.

At this moment, Mikazuki Haruna finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

She made sure she was dressed before carefully removing her hands from her chest.

If I hadn't covered myself, my entire skirt would have fallen down, and I would have been completely exposed.

She even took off her original bra to change into this dress.

After all, she hadn't planned to wear a dress today, so she didn't wear a strapless, invisible style specifically designed for this type of dress.

The original, ordinary style would have shoulder straps showing on the shoulders.

Mikazuki Haruna turned around to face Sakamoto Ken.

She seemed a little shy, holding up her skirt with both hands, her head slightly lowered, not daring to look him in the eye.

"How is it... does it look good?" she asked softly, her tone filled with anticipation.

Ken Sakamoto took a step back and looked the girl up and down.

I must say, this dress was a very well-chosen one.

The black fabric made her skin glow, the cinched waist perfectly accentuated her slender figure, and the voluminous skirt added a touch of elegance.

The outfit also included a pair of stockings; the black silk fabric wrapped around her long, shapely legs, but she was barefoot at the moment. If she had worn a pair of high heels, her proportions would have looked more harmonious.

Ken Sakamoto nodded and said, "It looks great, and it suits you perfectly."

Hearing this praise, Mikazuki Haruna's lips curled up, and she felt very happy.

However, Ken Sakamoto changed the subject: "But I feel there's a small problem."

Haruna Mikazuki exclaimed "Eh?" and looked up nervously, "Is there a small problem? Is something not dressed properly?"

Ken Sakamoto did not answer, but instead focused his gaze on her chest.

He stared at that spot, stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully, "Isn't this... a little too loose?"

"?!"

Following his gaze, Mikazuki Haruna looked down and immediately clutched her chest: "What?! No way! It's not saggy at all!"

Ken Sakamoto analyzed seriously, "But the fabric looks a bit loose and doesn't support it. Did you buy a size too big?"

The design of this dress does leave a little room at the chest, which is just the right amount of sexy for a fuller figure, but for someone like Mikazuki Haruna... whose figure isn't that outstanding, it would look a bit empty without some extra fabric.

Haruna Mikazuki said, "I didn't buy a size too big! It's a standard size! And... and I have a way to fix it!"

"A solution?" Ken Sakamoto raised an eyebrow.

"You'll find out tomorrow anyway!"

Ken Sakamoto asked doubtfully, "Is it possible for a child to develop in just one day?"

Haruna Mikazuki rolled her eyes at him: "Idiot! Of course, you use that kind of thing!"

Ken Sakamoto nodded in sudden realization and said, "Yes, using breast pads is also an option."

Haruna Mikazuki pouted and said, "I'm not that small... and... and it's not like I won't grow any bigger!"

Ken Sakamoto said, "You're already an adult, and physiologically speaking, it's probably very difficult for you to grow any taller."

“Unless…” he deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

Mikazuki Haruna immediately pressed, "Unless what?"

Ken Sakamoto said in a serious tone, "Unless there is a second development after pregnancy."

"..."

The air seemed to freeze for three seconds.

"What nonsense are you talking about! What pregnancy..." The girl stared at Sakamoto Ken, blushing and indignant, "Who said I was going to get you pregnant!"

As soon as she spoke, she realized she had spoken too quickly.

I don't think I mentioned getting him pregnant just now...

Haruna Mikazuki felt completely bewildered by this guy. She took a deep breath, lifted her skirt, and forcefully steered the conversation back to the dress: "Anyway, I'm wearing this dress tomorrow! I'll make sure it's perfect, so you don't need to worry about it!"

Ken Sakamoto asked, "Do you want me to zip up your jacket again tomorrow?"

"I can just have my mom pull me at home! I don't need you!"

After saying that, she strode out of the restroom.

We came to the brighter lights outside the studio.

Mikazuki Haruna twirled in front of Sakamoto Ken, her black skirt billowing in the air; the dress was indeed very gorgeous.

Although she is not very old, objectively speaking, she is only comparable to Natsume Mio, and her level is average.

In fact, she has a very good body proportion and can be considered a rare beauty.

Last time, Mikazuki Haruna had never used anything like breast pads.

She has always been very confident, even a little overconfident.

This time, I'll actually have to use breast pads.

No wonder I'm so fond of Power in this playthrough, turns out they're all breast pad demons.

However, in the last playthrough, she didn't use breast pads, mainly because she was in charge of the relationship at that time. She was the high and mighty young lady, and Sakamoto Ken was her gigolo. She didn't need to please anyone, and she wouldn't care about whether her breasts were a little small.

Of course, the most crucial point is that there was no Mio to compare them to at the time.

When she later learned of Mio's existence, all she could think about was how to kill him; she had no time to consider the difference in their physical appearance.

Judging from Mikazuki Haruna's reaction just now, she is no longer in a very assertive position.

Very good, it seems I've adjusted you quite well.

Haruna Mikazuki noticed that Kenjiro Sakamoto was staring at her with that enigmatic smile on his face.

She stared at Ken Sakamoto and asked, "Why are you grinning like that?"

Ken Sakamoto composed himself and said, "I'm admiring the beautiful girl in front of me."

She gave a haughty snort and said, "Enjoy the show! Don't you see how much better I am than that guy?"

Ken Sakamoto knew who the "guy" she was talking about was, of course, it was Mio Natsume.

As long as there is this kind of competition between them, that's a good thing.

Competition creates a sense of security.

At that moment, Ken Sakamoto's phone, which was on the table, vibrated, indicating that he had received a LINE message.

He picked it up and glanced at it, raised an eyebrow, and then looked at Mikazuki Haruna.

Mikazuki Haruna seemed to sense something; her woman's sixth sense instantly put her on alert.

She immediately leaned over and asked, "Who posted this? What are you looking at?"

Sakamoto Ken made no attempt to hide anything, directly opening the photo sent by the other party and turning the screen to Mikazuki Haruna.

"This was just sent by Mio; she went to get her hair done."

Mikazuki Haruna's eyes widened as she stared at Natsume Mio facing the camera on the screen.

In the photo, Mio is still sporting the Machima hairstyle.

This time, I dyed my newly grown hair the same color as Machima's. The reddish-pink hair was shiny and bright. I also tidied up the braids and trimmed the bangs. Overall, the changes weren't that big.

However, she looked like she had put on makeup, though it could also be the effect of a beauty camera; her skin was fair and rosy, and her eyes were bright and sparkling.

When taking photos, she deliberately puffed out her chest, showing off her biggest advantage.

Even when covered by clothes, her exaggerated curves are still clearly visible.

Mikazuki Haruna looked at the photo, her lips slightly pouting.

Other things can be improved through hard work or other means, but... when it comes to breasts, if you don't consider filling your body with silicone or something, you can only leave it to fate.

Of course... unless it's a second chance at development like what Ken Sakamoto just mentioned.

Pregnancy and such...

Haruna Mikazuki was certainly aware of this basic physiological fact: under the stimulation of hormones, a woman would indeed undergo secondary development in order to meet the needs of breastfeeding.

No, no! What am I thinking?!

Am I supposed to have her baby just to beat her?!
Haruna Mikazuki quickly banished the strange thoughts from her mind and shook her head vigorously.

She turned her head away, not wanting to look at the photo anymore: "Machima is such a bad woman! She's been using Denji all along, and she even killed Reize! I think... if necessary, she could have killed Denji herself!"

"That Natsume Mio, she always dresses up as Machima, which means she actually wants you to be her pet! Look at Denji, he's kept like a pet by Machima, and Denji is willing to do it..."

She turned her head and stared at Ken Sakamoto: "Ken, you can't possibly want to be Mio Natsume's pet, can you?"

Ken Sakamoto couldn't help but laugh.

He remembered the scene from last week's playthrough very clearly, the way Mio wagged her tail in front of him... Who is whose pet?

Back then, Mio was as obedient as a puppy, doing whatever he said.

Mio's understanding of Machima is just slightly off.

It's not her fault, since, at least from the current storyline, Makima is still very good to Denji.

Indeed, this is the case; the two will only have a real conflict at the very end.

At that moment, Mikazuki Haruna also took out her phone and said to Sakamoto Ken, "Come here quickly, let's take a picture."

Ken Sakamoto asked directly, "Are you going to send it to Mio Natsume?"

Haruna Mikazuki said matter-of-factly, "Is that not allowed? She's already sent you photos, so I'm sending them to her too!"

Ken Sakamoto shook his head and said, "I just saw Mio at the studio this afternoon and filled in her name in the family and friends section of the awards ceremony. She just got her hair done and then happily shared it with me."

"If you send her a photo of us together at this time, wouldn't that make me look like a total jerk?"

“Scumbag?” Mikazuki Haruna repeated the word.

She stared at Ken Sakamoto strangely: "You know that's really jerky, huh?"

Seeing her mood, Ken Sakamoto sighed deeply and followed up on Haruna Mikazuki's words, saying, "I've been particularly sensitive to this word lately."

"Why?" Mikazuki Haruna also became curious.

Ken Sakamoto looked into her eyes and slowly said, "I always feel... that in my past life I was an incurable scumbag, and then I was killed by three women together."

When Sakamoto Ken said that, Mikazuki Haruna was slightly shocked, and her pupils contracted slightly.

Because she understands these kinds of things more deeply.

In that dream, the final scene was her and two other women plunging a knife into Sakamoto Ken's body, then watching him fall to the ground, his body gradually growing cold.

The warmth of the blood and the sensation of the blade piercing her flesh still haunt her to this day.

He...he remembers too?!

Sakamoto Ken observed her expression and then said, "Why do you look so surprised?"

Then, in a perfectly measured tone of doubt, half-jokingly and half-seriously, Sakamoto Ken said, "It's impossible... that you're my ex-girlfriend who flew over from my past life to hunt me down, right?"

"!!"

Haruna Mikazuki's heart skipped a beat.

Was I right?!

She stammered, "What...what are you saying! What ex-girlfriend! We...we've never even dated!"

Ken Sakamoto said, "My girlfriend from a past life, isn't that just an ex-girlfriend?"

Haruna Mikazuki is trying her best to keep herself from giving herself away.

However, the fact that Sakamoto Ken suddenly said this directly shocked her so much that she couldn't quite control her expression.

Her eyes were somewhat flustered, and she dared not look directly at Ken Sakamoto.

"I...how could I...how could I possibly kill you! What are you thinking..."

Ken Sakamoto raised an eyebrow, seemingly relieved: "So you don't know how? That's great."

Mikazuki Haruna: "Eh???"

(End of this chapter)