SIDE STORY: Komaru Naegi's Day Out

“Aaah… so good!” Komaru said over a mouthful of chicken salad as she chewed on it at a table in the Bunny Hop, surrounded by her friends and a dozen women in bunny outfits. She was wearing a large white coat that just barely hid her ‘work clothes’ - an oversexualized schoolgirl uniform with a tight white top and incredibly short blue skirt - but she didn’t seem to mind at all. She used to be a little bashful when she first started working, but now almost all her shame was gone, even if it did earn her more than a few odd glances when she was anywhere other than the Red Light district. “I can’t believe I get to eat like this every day!”

“Yeah, but you shouldn’t eat so much, you know,” Kanon pointed out, looking up from her shrimp spring rolls. Kanon Nakajima had shoulder length blonde hair, part of which was held up by a black ribbon with white lace. Her eyes were a pale shade of yellow. Komaru always thought Kanon looked so pretty, that she looked like the main character of a shoujo manga. Though, she always wore thick layers of make-up that actually hid some of her natural beauty. Komaru didn’t think she’d get along very well with Kanon at first given how much she looked down on others, but she learned from working with her that she had a bit of a soft side underneath. “Unless you’re planning on working out to burn those calories for the next couple of hours, please refrain from eating over the daily amount that you’re supposed to. Otherwise, you’ll get fat.”

“Hey, don’t be so hard on her - she’s a young girl in her prime! She deserves to live a little!” Moto said as she scooped a spoonful of custard ice cream into her mouth.

“Maybe, but those kinds of eating habits can’t be healthy,” said Kanon. “I’ll have you know that it takes a long amount of time for any girl to lose 10% of body fat. Even more effort when compared to boys. ”

“Oh, right! I forgot you were a manager for a baseball team. I’m surprised you’re still so into fitness, though, since your cousin is all washed up now.” Moto teased.

“Hey, you take that back!” Kanon blushingly said, standing up. “Leon isn’t washed up! He’s just… been very unlucky, that’s all.”

“Right, right, of course! My bad,” Moto hastily apologized. “Oh, speaking of him, how have your attempts to impress him been going?”

“Well... I haven’t really started yet.” Kanon blushed and sat back down. “I want to make sure I’m completely ready, you know? I don’t want to mess up.”

“If that’s what you think is best… though I still don’t know what you see in him,” said Moto. “So, what have you been spending all the money you’ve been making on, if not him?”

“Well, I have recently earned enough money to move into a better apartment, so I took that chance as soon as I could,” she replied. “Though my parents still pester me about wanting to live with them on the north side of town. I’m still their precious little girl in their eyes, I suppose.”

“Aww, I think that’s kind of sweet!” Moto cooed between bites of her food.

“Yeah, but I can see why you’d want the independence. Makoto and I moved out the first chance we had too,” said Komaru. “What about you, Moto? You’ve got a lot more moolah, so how have you been using it?”

“Well, I’m actually trying to save up for myself. You know, start building up a retirement account so I can stop working before I’m 50,” she said brightly.

“Augh, lame! What’s the point in saving all that money for later if you aren’t going to enjoy any of it now? You can at least spend a little for yourself!” Komaru complained.

“Hey, I do spend for myself occasionally,” said Moto. “And besides, maybe if I get lucky I’ll be able to retire even sooner than that. I hear there’s someone around here they call the ‘Ultimate John”’ who always pays a bunch. Maybe if I get a really cute outfit, I can seduce him and get enough money for a vacation!”

“Oooh, does that mean you want to go shopping again? Because I’d be down for that!” Komaru took out her phone and immediately began looking through shopping outlets. “Do you want to go to the west side mall, or the shopping district, or the north side mall, or maybe that new store by the beach?”

“Uh… are you sure you want to buy something else again so soon?” Moto asked, glancing at Komaru’s expensive jacket. “I mean, you did just go on a shopping spree yesterday.”

“Yeah, but I also just got a pretty penny from a guy earlier today for cumming on my tummy, so I have some extra cash again,” Komaru said proudly, the waitress behind her not flinching at all at her innocently vulgar language.

“I don’t think that’s what she meant,” said Kanon. “Komaru, since you started working as a sex worker, have you saved even a single yen? Do you even have a bank account?”

“Oh, you know, I put away a little for later…” Komaru trailed off as her friends stared, unconvinced. “Okay, so maybe I haven’t saved anything! But so what? I’ve never had this much money before, I’m not used to it! Besides, it’s not like I’m being selfish and spending it all for myself; I’m buying my brother a lot of things too!”

“That… actually makes things worse, Komaru,” Moto argued. “I mean, getting him presents is nice and all, but eventually he’s going to realize that selling donuts doesn’t pay that much.”

“Oh, relax! He is, like, the most oblivious guy I know! He’s never going to figure it out,” Komaru insisted. “One time when we were little, I did the ‘got your nose’ trick on him, and he actually started crying because he thought I had his nose! And every single time we try to play charades, we always lose whenever he’s the one guessing!”

“Still, the more stuff you get him, the more likely he is to start asking questions,” said Moto. “Maybe it would be best to just come clean to him.”

“No, that wouldn’t work… he’s way too protective for that. If he found out what I did for a living, he’d probably lock me up and never let me work again!” Komaru explained, playing with her chopsticks. “But I don’t think he’ll find it too suspicious if I get him a new coffee-maker or something.”

“Augh, of course getting through to you is like trying to saw through bricks,” Kanon groaned. “Tell me that you at least have plans to save up money to pay your taxes.”

“... taxes?” Komaru cocked her head to the side as a worried drop of sweat slid down her forehead. “We have to pay taxes?”

“Yes, Komaru; just because you’re self-employed doesn’t mean you can slack off the responsibilities that adults have to deal with,” Kanon explained. “Tax collectors are even more relentless than any cop you’ll meet on the street, so you better get ready to deal with them.”

“Plus, you never know when you might have an accident that could make it so you can’t work anymore,” Moto pointed out. “So having money to get you through times like that is another good reason to save.”

“Awww… all this responsibility stuff is making me feel depressed…” Komaru sank down into her seat. “Fine, I’ll start saving… after I buy that new designer purse I’ve been waiting for, or tickets to the Snow White concert.”

“She’s hopeless,” Kanon and Moto say at once, officially giving up.

After finishing those meals, Komaru wasted no time in heading to the shopping district with her friends, taking Moto and Kanon and even calling up a few more to drag along with her. There, she spent every single last yen she had in her purse, filling up her shopping bags and carrying them back to the red-light district with a smile on her face.“Ah, that was amazing! I swear, each store we go to is always better than the last!” Komaru cheered as they walked along the girl-crowded sidewalk of the RLD. “I’m definitely going to have to go to that one jewelry store again sometime.”

“It was fun, but… why do I feel like going along with you is like enabling someone with a **** habit?” Moto asked.

“Eh, at this point I wouldn’t bother feeling too guilty,” said Kanon. “So, I assume that you plan on going home after getting all that stuff?”

“Actually, I’m just going to go get a room at a love hotel and do some extra work while I’m here,” Komaru replied. “I got some extra fancy panties while I was there, and I have a feeling I can get a really good price for them!”

“Sounds like a good idea,” one of Komaru’s other friends, a shorter girl with dark hair, replied. “I think I’ll try to get some clients while we’re here too.”

“Me three!” said Moto. “What about you, Kanon? Do you think you’ll actually go all the way with someone today, or will you just stick to outercourse?”

“I-I’ll have sex when I’m ready to, understand!?” Kanon bashfully replied, somewhat defensive. “Besides, it’s not like these guys are hard to please. They should be happy that I let them touch me as much as I do.”

“Really? Are you sure you’re not just saving yourself for a certain someone to finally stop by and notice you?” Moto teased. “Which is why you’re acting all arrogant all the time - because you read online that’s what guys like.”

“Wait, am I doing too much? I’m not doing too much, am I?” Kanon dropped her arrogant facade as she became more timid and meek, before quickly resuming the act. “I mean… of course I know what boys like! I’m a real man-eater, just like the rest of you.”

“Pfft, if you say so!” Komaru waved as she ran off to the nearest love hotel. “See you girls later! Text me if you need anything!”

Komaru then rented a room - promising to pay at checkout, like most sex workers here did - and put her coat and her shopping bags into the closet before heading back out to the street to start her ‘shift’.

“Alright! Time to show the world what I’m made of!” Komaru said, pumping her fists in the air. “Now, who to go after first… it’s not the best time of day, so there aren’t that many guys around… ah! What about him?”

While scanning the crowds of people walking around her, Komaru spotted a man with soft green hair, quite a few ear piercings on his left ear, and wearing tight leather pants and an unzipped jacket that gave an unobscured view of his hard abs.

“Mmm, he looks tasty! I think I’ll give him a try!” Komaru licked her lips and skipped over to the green-haired man. “Hey there! I couldn’t help but notice that you were all by yourself, and I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for you. A strong guy like you needs some company, so why don’t you come along with me and we could spend some time in my hotel room together?”

The man turns and looks at Komaru with a look of surprise on his face, which Komaru was used to. What she wasn’t expecting, however, was how instead of acting nervous or flirty or aroused, the man began to laugh.

“H-hey, what’s the big idea? Is something wrong?” Komaru asked self-consciously. “Do I have toilet paper on my heel? Or something stuck in my teeth?”

“No, it’s not that, really,” he replied, putting up his hands apologetically. “It’s just, if you want to have sex with me, I’m afraid you’re barking up the wrong tree… unless you’re actually asking to hire me, of course.”

“Huh?” Komaru blinked a few times before she finally realized what he meant by that. “Oh! So you’re a male sex worker? Wow, they really do exist! I thought they were just a myth.”

“Well, it can be pretty hard to get popular in this part of town, but once you do it’s pretty easy to get reliable, decent work,” the man replied casually.

“I guess that makes sense,” Komaru replied bashfully. “Though, I can’t imagine it would have been that hard for you. I mean, you are super handsome; you could easily be, like a J-pop band member that girls would throw themselves at! Er, not that I’d do that, of course…”

“Heh, don’t worry, I’ll take that as a professional compliment,” he replied. “I mostly prefer to do it with guys, though, but I do have a few female regulars too.”

“Oh? You mean, you’re gay, but you have sex with women anyway?” Komaru asked.

“Hey, if they’re paying enough, who am I to turn down a lady?” he said with a friendly smile. “I mean, if a cute girl offered to do it with you, would you turn her down? Besides, I always found that labels like ‘gay’ or ‘straight’ aren’t all that important anyway.”

“Huh… to be honest, I never actually thought about it before…” Komaru put a curious finger on her chin. “I never even thought girls hired sex workers until just a few seconds ago.”

“Still pretty new to this whole thing, huh?” the green-haired man asked. “Don’t worry, you don’t have to decide all your limits all at once. I’ll see you around then; good luck out there!”

“W-wait, hold on a second!” Komaru called out. “Before you go, could you give some advice first? Since, you know, you’ve been here a while I guess?”

“Hmm… sure, I guess I can spare a couple of seconds,” the man decided, turning back around. “What do you want to know?”

“Uh, well, I was wondering… since you do it with guys and all, could you give me some advice on how to…” Komaru closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned as red as a beet. “How to take it up the butt!”

“Oh! Uh… I have to be honest, I wasn’t expecting that,” the male sex-worker admitted. “Well, things are a little different back there for guys than for girls, but a lot of the basic principles are the same. First, use a lot of lube - even more lube than you use when doing things vaginally. Second, you’re probably going to want to clean yourself out really well before you start, unless your client is into that. Third, the key to getting your partner inside is going to be relaxation, so do your best to relax as much as possible - don’t worry, it will get easier over time. Oh, and one extra thing that you have to worry about is making sure that you don’t let any guys use your vagina after using your ass, for what I hope are obvious reasons.”

“Wow… you must be some kind of butt-sex master!” Komaru beamed, admiration in her eyes. “And what about how it feels? Can I cum from going in the butt, or is that just a myth?”

“Sorry, but I’m afraid that’s a privilege that’s mostly guys-only. There’s nothing stopping you from having fun with your clit, though.” he replied. “Anyways, I better get going - I’ve still got work to do too, you know.”

“Alright then; thanks a lot, Mr… uh, what was your name again?” Komaru bashfully scratched the side of her face.

“Watarimono - and I’ll see you around,” he said as he walked off into the distance.

“What a nice guy… I wonder if I get enough money, he can show me some of those butt tricks himself?” Komaru wondered to herself. “Wait, no! I’m supposed to be more responsible now- I won’t hire him until I can at least have a bank account.”

With that, Komaru slapped herself in the face and went back on the hunt, trying to find any other untaken guys in the area. She managed to find a few, but even at this time of day things were already very competitive and other girls swept them off their feet before she could even get close. She was almost starting to feel discouraged when she noticed something so strange that it caught her eye.

It was a girl, of all things, and while she was wildly dressed she clearly wasn’t any kind of sex worker hunting for a John. Instead, her ears and face were covered in even more piercings than Watarimono had, and she had wild black hair with white, blue, and pink streaks in it, with some of it twisted up into spikes that resembled devil horns. She was wearing a rather large black trench coat that was supposed to make her look less conspicuous but mostly just made her stand out like a sore thumb. Komaru couldn’t help but stare at the woman curiously for a few moments when her gaze suddenly met with hers. Not knowing what to do, Komaru gave the strange woman a smile, and the woman smiled back - and began walking toward her.

“Oh boy…” Instantly regretting her smile, Komaru turned around and got ready to flee, but she found herself stopped by a hand grasping her wrist.

“Hey there~” the woman greeted with a melodious voice. “Sorry if Pitch surprised you, but I don’t mean any harm! Pitch just wanted to talk to you, that’s all!”

“O-oh, uh… sure, I guess that’s fine,” Komaru replied, though the fact that she was referring to herself in the third person wasn’t calming Komaru down at all. “What did you want to talk about?”

“Well, you see, I’ve got a little bit of a problem that I was hoping you could help take care of,” the strange woman said, releasing Komaru’s hand and pressing her index fingers together. “You see, I… like girls. A lot. Like, so much so that I could write a million songs about their bodies and still have enough notes left in me for at least one power ballad!”

“Okay… have you ever considered, uh, talking with a professional if that bothers you so much?” Komaru asked awkwardly.

“No, no, no, Pitch loves loving girls!” the woman replied. “My real problem is that I’m technically supposed to be cutting back on my old ‘lifestyles’ for a friend so I stay healthy. So that means no more ****, no more orgies, no more banging cute girls between soda machines, no more joyrides or property damage… but I can’t take it anymore! I’m dying of thirst right now! So please, could you help me quench myself before I go crazy?”

“W-wait, hang on, are you… asking to hire me for sex!?” Komaru asked in shock.

“Yeppers peppers!” Pitch replied, sparkles in her eyes as she struck a flirty pose. “You are definitely the cutest girl I’ve seen all day, after all. You definitely seem like the kind of girl who’d wear a lover’s shirt for fun, and would look adorable playing the fluffy bunny game!”

“I, uh… you should know that I don’t come cheap,” Komaru replied, thinking back to what Watarimono had said.

“Pitch doesn’t care; she has a lot of extra cash lately, and she’s not going to feel guilty about spending it this time,” she replied. “So what do you say? All I need is something to get me through the next week or so, or I’ll go through pussy withdrawal. I promise, you’ll have a rockin’ good time!”

“Hmm…” Komaru put her hand on her chin and gave the situation a good, long thought before finally coming to a conclusion. “You know what? Sure, why not? I’ve got a hotel room already rented out nearby, so give me, I don’t know… forty thousand yen, I’ll take you there and let you do whatever you want!”

“Radical!” Pitch’s unusually long tongue hung out for a few moments as she played air-guitar before she suddenly remembered she was supposed to be going incognito and she quickly coughed and put her hands back inside her trench coat. “Please, lead the way.”