I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

But-! Mom was a hard worker. She often overworked. It was true that she took days off every now and then but she worked twice as hard as anyone else. She worked more for less time: she did get bonuses for doing more work but she really worked hard. And yet, she was fired?

"…" I had a lot of questions. I really did. 

And yet, I couldn't really ask anything. I couldn't voice my questions.

My throat clogged up. My breathing became a bit unstable. I strangely started to sweat. 

It was almost as though the floor was shaking. The roof above my head had crumbled and, now what?

If mom lost her job then what about us? 

What about her?

"…" Mom was also quiet.

And now that I looked carefully, she wasn't exactly in her room. Her expression was kind of crestfallen and infuriated at the same time.

So this was her boss's room and she just got fired. And then I called?

'She's going through more than me-' I knew that. I knew she was having a much harder time than me. But- but I didn't know what to do. 

What could I have said?

"Okay." I wanted to ask a lot of things but I guess they all could wait. "Elsa's already here, so pack some things and come. Should I take Marg and pick you up?" In that case, we'd have to spend some time in our home before Marg could teleport back safely.

I tried putting up a smile but I couldn't form one.

Mom smiled faintly. "It's okay, I'll take a plane."

The call ended. 

With a large exaggerated sigh, I just lay down on the sofa. 

It was kind of damp. My arm covered my eyes. 'Now what?'

I guess if mom was coming here then she could take care of Elsa, so that was one less worry. 

'If she's fired then, I'm the only one who can contribute to the family?' I guess that was obvious at this point. 

I was thinking about saving some money for future use. I had a lot of money right now, perhaps they weren't that much when compared to the things coming- but they were at least good enough for us to live right now. 

My head kind of got heavy. It didn't ache but- I couldn't really feel relaxed either. The stress just kept piling up.

'She'll probably just jump right back up-'And yet, my heart didn't stop being anxious. I had faith in mom and her skills. But- I couldn't stop my heart. 

All my fatigue was washed away in the spring, but- they kind of came back and this time they were multiplied by a few times. 

'What am I going to do?'

The Battlesuin thing was just around the corner and now this?

I had to worry about Marg's illness too. 

And then there was the problem of- Sigh. 

Footsteps came down. The bunny girl was somewhere else and Elsa was probably on the second floor still dressing up. Elsa always took a hell amount of time dressing up. It probably was the miracle a time when she didn't take long. 

But then that left the question, who? Marg?

Marg came and sat next to my head: I guess that was a yes. "Oh? You're not satisfied? Here I thought you were plenty satisfied." She giggled and patted her lap. "How about you rest a little and then start sighing?"

I almost chuckled. She didn't know what I was going through and yet, she could sense that I was stressed. 

I couldn't say no to that. I raised up a little and now her thigs were under my head: they were soft. "I think I need to find a job. Mom lost hers."

For a second Marg stayed quiet. Then she smiled. "I have some savings. How about-"

I stopped her lips with my finger. "That's your future. You should never stake your future for me. After all, there's no saying when I'll-" Life and death were just two sides of the same coin. "Di-"

This time Marg stopped mine and just smiled. We had our fingers stopping each other's lips and I couldn't help but smile slightly. Though my heart was kind of aching. 

Without much of anything else, I got up and hugged her. "Thanks. I won't turn down your offer but- I'll also try to earn at least something. We'll figure this out together." My voice was slow and quiet. 

"You won't drop out, right?" Marg was really concerned. She did smile though. I guess she liked being relied on, at least by me.

"Of course not. And I won't let you either."

"Then it's fine." She hugged me tight too. "I'm glad. We're finally doing something together other than just making out-" Her voice was really small as she giggled. 

I did not know why but my face felt oddly hot. 

We basically used the same stuff to clean ourselves so our smell was kind of similar. And yet, she definitely smelled better than me. Maybe it was just my imagination but, I didn't care and I loved her and her smell. I touched her chest and kissed her. 

'Thanks.'

"AHEM!" I'm still here you know. I actually forgot that there was a brat in the corner. WAIT, he was here all this time!? I also forgot for a second that this wasn't our bedroom. OOPS. "Anyway, if you're looking for quick ways to make cash, why not hunt Mutors in Antarctica? You've got barriers and you can survive those treacherous radioactive lands too."

I wanted to give the brat a slap but he had a point. "It's true I can survive there, but that place is home to one of the strongest Mutors of this world. You really think I can just walk there, kill one and bring back a core in one piece?"

Then again, uncle had experience going there about a dozen times. I guess I could ask his help for once. 

Sigh. 

"Oh? You want free money? Then how about I lend you some money for letting me stay here? I may not look like it but I own a lot of land and money." The kid sure talked high and mighty.

"Yeah, I think I'll pass."

With a sigh, I checked the distance to Antarctica. Apparently, it was somewhere around 15000km away. 

'looong.'

I sighed again. Marg could basically cover 1500km in six hours without much an issue. 

The reason I was even considering teleportation was that Antarctica was actually sealed off to the general public. 

Technically, I was a villain so it didn't matter. 

"You know, ignoring me isn't something you should do," Marg whispered in my ears, gave my neck a bit of lick, and just moved across the room, sitting on the other sofa. "And shouldn't you focus on one thing at a time?" 

One thing at a time huh?

My heart kind of raced with that lick though. And was it me or was it hot in here?

"Besides, you could always just go find ores in meteorite sites. After all, you're resistant to radiation and that should be-" The kid tried to say something, but that kind of jumpstarted my memory.

'Wait, didn't Uncle say something about the Battlesuins having a rare stone?'

If it was rare, then it had to be expensive, right?

So, if I could just beat them and –

Ehehehe—aha HAHAHHHHH!

"Did something happen to him?" The kid mumbled. 

Elsa came down. "No, that's just how he acts whenever he gets some crazy evil idea." 

"Is everything alright?" The bunny maid came running. 

'Is my laugh really that bad?'

I cleared my throat. "Alright Enira it's ShowTime for you, come out. We'll discuss the rest of the plan." I laughed haughtily but stopped. "Umm... Enira? Come out?" I poked my saber but nothing happened. 

"Hmph!" A bit of sound came out of my saber. It was still turning on and I could use it but- Enira wasn't coming out.

I guess I had to do something. If she didn't come out, I'd have a hard time. "Sorry about last time. Please come out?" 

"You'll have to kiss me and this time of your own accord." The voice did come out of the saber but she didn't. "I won't accept any half-assed treatment."

I gave Marg a nervous stare. She was glaring but clicked her tongue. "Fine. I'll allow it." She was grinding her teeth and I had a feeling this won't go that nice. She definitely looked like a serial killer. 

"Alright-"

Before I could finish, Enira came out and dragged my head in her chest. She was not wearing anything. "Well, then that saves time."

Is it me or are they even bigger now?