Volume 2 Chapter 10.14 - Extra 3.4 (1/2)
Volume 2 Extra 3.4
Translator: Adam Seacord
Editor: Weasalopes
The first thing Artiem wanted to know must have been whether she was in his range. Hiroshi’s hobbies, food or other preferences would have been something she couldn’t really make anything with. Especially since he was the one that cooked any kind of food. In fact, he had gotten to their stomachs with immeasurable strength before they could have had a chance.
However, Teres didn’t really have a good answer. Before any idea of preference in women, Hiroshi’s problem was whether or not he could interact with any of them. The silver-lining was that he was definitely sexually attracted to women. Despite his phobia, he wasn’t turning to homosexuality anytime soon.
“Well, not that I know too much more than you, but what do you want to know about him?”
“The number-one things is, um…”
“Breats,” she mumbled, sending Teres in a disarray. Naturally, she had no idea. Who could habe blamed her for letting her gaze drift around the room.
“Do you think…”
“Oh, no no.”
“Well?”
“I expect the only people to have that answer would be Tatsuya-san, Merizza-san, or Elle-sama’s brother.”
In translation, the only men close enough to Hiroshi for anything like that to come up in discussion. They doubted Douga would discuss such things with anyone.
“Okay…”
“To be honest, he’s on guard with anyone other than Lime, so there’s no info like that going around.”
“Do you mean…?”
“Oh, I don’t think he’s into… no. I think he considers her on the same level as Octogal. Or just too young to even see as a girl.”
“Oh…”
With a reasonable explanation, she was a little relieved. If Hiroshi had devolved his femalephobia into pedophilia, he would have too hopeless.
“He’s not into guys, though, right?”
“No. Someone would have noticed that by now.”
Teres made sure to categorically deny any homosexuality on Hiroshi’s party. He wasn’t the kind to be able to mask such a thing, especially when met with the observant and intuitive women around them.
“So, you think I might have at least a chance?”
“Through harsh terrain.”
A chance, at least, was given to anyone equally. While Lady Luck was famous for only having bangs, in this case, she may only have a single strand of hair on her head.
“In any case, why don’t you not worry about Boss Man’s preferences when they’re so hard to figure them out, Artiem, and think about what makes you special.”
“You think so?”
“I’ve never had a boyfriend, so I can’t really talk, but I don’t think there’d be a single marriage out of love in this world if romance can’t happen without a perfect match of preferences.”
“Is that how that works?”
“I think so.”
Teres was rather precise with her advice, despite lacking any romantic experience. In fact, in a research performed that asked couples if their significant other was their type, an overwhelming majority answered ‘no.’ What was the game of love without a chance of being attracted ot someone unexpected?
“So, let’s think about what you makes you special as a woman, Artiem.”
“Please do.”
“With any normal man, at least, a young, attractive elf with big breasts is marketable. Oh, and that you can cook, unlike me.”
“…I don’t think it’s much use for Hiroshi-san other than the elf thing…”
“That’s a dead-end, sister.”
Teres had to brush off what she was thinking, too. Furthermore, it was doubtful that being an elf was even a plus in the end. Their life expectancy was nearly ten times that of humans. If he were to establish a sexual relationship with Artiem now, having access to her young body until the day he dies would certainly be a positive, especially when Artiem was, uncharacteristically for an elf, plump, or a body that men usually prefered.
For a married in couple in love, however, such a difference in life expectancy could not be ignored. He would wither away, while his wife remained young, and she would watch her beloved husband age without her. This was a major factor in most fictionally depicted human-elf relationships ending in tragedy.
“Other than the elf thing, Haruna-san’s got me beat on everything buy my breasts…”
“I don’t think anything’s a game changer except for cooking.”
Teres could only try to blunt-force some optimism to Artiem who kept listing one negative prospect after another. The two elves who had never had a beau in their lives, kept idly discussing how to conquer the man with a female phobia.
“Speaking of, don’t you talk to anyone about love troubles, Mio-san?”
Nora, knowing that both Haruna and Artiem were consulting people around them for advice, decided to ask Mio who ended up with her after coming out of the bath.
“To whom? About what? How?”
“I can’t answer that, but I was curious why you’re not really making a move on this, Mio-san.”
“It’s not about that right now.”
“Really?”
“What am I supposed to do when I’m ineligible in so many ways and when Sensei’s not eligible in so many ways.”
Nora couldn’t help but droop her bunny eyes at Mio’s too cold of an assessment for a girl in love. She understood precisely where she stood.