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Komaru’s eyes blinked open sleepily, responding to the brilliant morning light that beamed in from the window. A yawn escaped her lips as she shuffled up into a sitting position and stretched out to shake off a bit of the sleepiness. Afterwards, she started gathering her thoughts. Let’s see…What do I have to do today…? Umm…looks like it’s 8 am…Oh right, today’s my chore day.
Komaru audibly groaned realizing this. The last thing she wanted to do on a weekend were stupid chores around her stupid apartment. Of course, she didn’t really do anything on the weekdays to “earn” a break on the weekends, but still! Weekends were supposed to be for having fun with friends or catching up on your hobbies! Chores were a totally boring waste of time, and completely unfit for a weekend. Things would just get dirty again anyway, right? Then again, Toko would probably get mad at her again if she just ignored them. She could be pretty scary when she was upset. Groaning to herself, Komaru was almost out of bed when she had a realization.
Where’s Toko?
She certainly wasn’t in bed next to her when she’d woken up. Actually, she didn’t seem to be in the bedroom at all. Usually Toko would wake up after Komaru, so this was a bit of an unexpected shakeup. It made Komaru feel a little lonely, so she decided her first goal of the day would be to find her girlfriend. Just what could she be up to right now? Was this some kind of hide-and-seek challenge or something? If so, there’s no way she was gonna lose! Rising from bed, Komaru put on her slippers and excitedly wandered out of the bedroom, feeling like some sort of detective from a classic TV show.
The case of the missing girlfriend, starring Detective Komaru Naegi!
The first thing she noticed using her detective intuition was some unusual sounds coming from the kitchen. Must be a clue! Detective Naegi was on the case, so she rushed towards the sounds eagerly. What she found was a pretty unusual surprise.
“Toko! I found you! That means I win, right? Are you cooking me a victory breakfast or something?” Komaru couldn’t believe how kind Toko was for this. Setting up this fun challenge for her and then cooking her a victory breakfast? She was seriously lucky to have such an awesome girlfriend.
“Wh-what th-the h-hell are y-you talking a-about?” Toko spoke in her usual harsh tone, but Komaru had learned to put up with it over time, and even found it sort of cute every once in a while. “Well, you set up this challenge for me right? You hid from me so I could find you, and now you’re cooking me a victory breakfast, right?” Suddenly, Komaru started to realize how dumb that sounded. “Y-you are s-seriously s-stupid. Y-you’re s-so stupid, I d-don’t even w-want to give y-you this breakfast I was c-cooking f-for you.” Her heart jumped from hearing this. “Wait, you really were cooking me breakfast?” Toko huffed in annoyance. “Y-you th-think I w-would s-seriously e-eat this crap? You’re j-just about t-the only p-person I know who eats nattō with r-rice, plus th-there’s t-tuna eyeballs on the s-side. I’d n-never eat a-anything th-this gross…” Komaru rushed forward and scooped Toko up into a tight hug, causing her to blush and look away. “You’re the best, Toko! I seriously owe you for this!” Toko whined. “Y-you’re c-crushing me…!” She gasped for air as her girlfriend put her down gently. “Oh, sorry.” She blushed as she watched Toko plate the food. Toko spoke again.
“A-anyway, it’s n-nothing. I just…th-thought it may be n-nice to c-cook for y-you for once. If you w-wanna e-eat on the c-couch, I left the TV r-remote on the c-coffee t-table after I c-cleaned, so y-you can watch y-your stupid anime…” Komaru looked at her, shocked. “You cleaned?” Yet again, the shorter girl huffed in annoyance. Komaru found this very cute. “I figured y-you’d just skip out on them like usual a-anyway, so I went ahead and g-got s-started.” Komaru felt her heart flutter hearing this. She couldn’t believe how sweet Toko was being right now, it was totally out of the blue. Saving her from the clutches of chores, and cooking her breakfast? It was so kind that it almost felt like something from one of her favorite mangas. “Toko, you’re the sweetest girlfriend I could ever have asked for!” This time it was her turn to get embarrassed. “H-huh? Umm…It’s n-nothing, seriously! Stop w-worrying about it and p-put some pants on!” Oops! Komaru hadn’t even realized she was wearing only her panties and her Tara☆Spa t-shirt. “Sorry! I didn’t realize you thought this was indecent…” She blushed. “I-Indecent? W-wait…n-nevermind. Y-you don’t h-have to ch-change…” Toko got that look on her face that she only got when she was thinking about something perverted. It was a little embarrassing for Komaru, but she figured she’d just let her have this since she already did so much for her. It was like a little treat just for Toko! Komaru grabbed her breakfast from off the counter (after thanking Toko again, of course) and plopped herself down on the couch, ready to enjoy a lazy evening with her perfect, helpful girlfriend.
In just a few hours, Komaru had sprawled out on the couch and dozed off. For that time, all she had really done was lie on the couch grazing on snacks and binging her favorite anime. Occasionally, she’d offered to get up and help Toko with whatever chores were left to be done throughout the day, but Toko insisted that Komaru should just relax and enjoy her day, so eventually she just stopped asking. The TV was left on for a while after Komaru passed out, playing some shoujo that Toko had little interest in. Since all the chores were done for the day, Toko cut off the TV and sat down on the couch, a novel she intended to read on the coffee table nearby. She lay her head down on her girlfriend’s body with her head resting on her plush midsection. (which Toko was very normal about) Giggling to herself, she grabbed the novel from the table and began reading. Stupid Omaru’s so cute like this…hehehe. She’s just like a stupid dog…always hovering around me. Suddenly, Toko felt a lightbulb go off in her head. She liked where that train of thought led. Komaru was already totally obsessed with her, spending all day being a lazy puppy that waited for her owner to tell her what to do. Why not go all the way and make her completely homebound? It'd be a lot of extra work on her part, but she could make it happen for the sake of love, right?
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A little over a month later, Komaru’s eyes fluttered open. Must’ve fallen asleep on the couch again…that’s like, three nights in a row, right? The TV was off and there weren't any crumbs or snack wrappers anywhere, so Toko must’ve cleaned like usual. She let out a yawn and sat up, pulling her shirt down to cover her stomach (which was a fruitless endeavor, since it just rode up again anyway) She noticed that her breakfast had been left out for her on the table, presumably by Toko. How nice of her! Lately, she’d been doing lots of kind things like that for Komaru. She always made her breakfast, and handled the chores, and even brought her snacks when she asked! Komaru was really lucky to have such an amazing girlfriend to take care of her like that. After enjoying her breakfast/lunch of grilled wolffish with seaweed and potato, she slowly started to realize that she hadn’t seen her girlfriend yet. Usually she would come out and have breakfast with her before work. Had she already gone off to work? …That couldn’t be it, since today was a weekend. It’s all coming together…this must be another case for Detective Naegi! Komaru got up from the couch, stifling a burp. First, I’d better have a look around the apartment for clues! Her first stop was the kitchen, which did not hold any clues but did have water for her in the fridge and a slice of leftover cheesecake, which she enjoyed thoroughly. A detective needs brain food, right? The bedroom was also devoid of clues, but it was very tidy, so it put Komaru in a good mood. However, a volume of The Bomb Inside Her had fallen off the shelf somehow, so she picked it up and put it back. She was pretty proud of how helpful she could be sometimes. So she’s not in the kitchen, and she’s not in the bedroom. The bathroom light is off and the doors closed, so she’s probably not there either. Komaru returned to the living room to ponder this dilemma. Using her detective’s intuition, she determined that Toko probably wasn’t in the apartment right now. I hope she comes back soon…I need her to help me decide what to watch…Komaru sat in silence, ruminating over what to do for a while before realizing that there had been a slip of paper under her food. A clue? Oh, there’s writing on it…
“To Wanko-Maru,
I’m off grocery shopping. Don’t worry, by the time you wake up, I’ll probably be on my way back. Please don’t try to leave the apartment, everything you need is already there.
Love, Toko.
P.S. If you need help deciding on a show, there's a list of new releases on the back of this note.”
Wanko-Maru? Is she giving me a pet name…? Komaru was surprised to see that she’d finally started to come around on nicknames after being against them for so long. And the one she’d been given was soooooo cute, too! To be compared to a dog…I didn’t know she liked cute things now! She’s really changed since Towa City! Needless to say, Komaru loved the name, and kept repeating it to herself in her head as she went about her typical morning routine. She took a quick shower, brushed her teeth clean, replaced her worn outfit with a fresh one, (consisting of a t-shirt that had already become too small a month ago, and sweatpants) and returned to the couch with snacks in hand and a show on the tv. She felt like she’d be wagging her tail right now, if she had one.
After a while, a knock on the door caused her to shoot up from the couch in surprise. Toko must be back…another case closed for Detective Naegi! The door clicked open, and Komaru’s heart jumped at the sight of her girlfriend carrying groceries. She rushed up to her and pulled her into a hug. “Hi Toko! I missed you! Did you find what you were looking for? What was the store like? Did you see anything weird?” Komaru gave her girlfriend a playful kiss on the cheek after her bombardment of questions. “H-huh? N-no, nothing w-weird…Let m-me go already, s-stupid Wanko-Maru…” Toko huffed as Komaru let her go, and she started putting away the groceries while Komaru followed behind her. She sat on the kitchen counter and started rummaging through the bags while Toko worked. “So, you’re calling me Wanko-Maru now? I didn’t know you changed your mind on nicknames…” Toko glanced back at her girlfriend, who was now holding a can of Sea Urchin Caviar curiously. Toko took it from her hand and put it away in the pantry. “G-get down from th-there! I-It’s unsanitary! Anyway, I’m only doing it because y-you act j-just as stupid as a p-puppy. Even now, y-you’re f-following me around l-like a dumb d-dog.” Her words were harsh, but she had a slight waver to her voice as she spoke, so Komaru knew she probably meant it in an endearing way. “Well if I’m a puppy, wouldn’t that make you like, my owner?” Toko let out a little yelp hearing this. “Kh-! W-Wanko-Maru-! H-how s-scandelous! Hehehe…” Komaru felt a little confused at this. “What? Did I say something weird?” Toko shut the pantry, having put everything away. “Uh…D-don’t worry a-about it…” Komaru blinked slowly. “Well, you know best.”
After that exchange, the two sat together on the couch. Toko read her novels, while Komaru focused on the TV. Toko made sure all of Komaru’s needs were taken care of as usual, leaving her no reason to even think about getting up from the couch. She’s unbearably cute… At some point, she had finished her novels and started to cuddle with Komaru, leaning against the larger girl and wrapping her arms around her. She had a strong urge to be as close to her as possible…Toko had always had an issue with obsession and clinginess like that and it had only gotten worse when she started dating this girl. Of course, Wanko-Maru here was probably worse off than her in that way…I bet she waited all day for me to come back… She used her right hand to give Komaru’s thigh a little squeeze as she leaned into Wanko-Maru’s ear.
“W-wanna head to our b-bedroom? I-I’m sure you’ve been waiting for me, right?” Unsurprisingly, Wanko-Maru agreed, and the pair enjoyed an afternoon together in private. Yeah. I could definitely get used to this.
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Wanko-Maru thought about how much time had passed since that day as she sat on the couch like usual. She wasn't all too good at remembering dates and times and things like that, but she thought it must’ve been at least another month or so. She could definitely remember dinner time though, and she was pretty sure it was right now. She could tell because it was kinda dark outside, and Toko was in the kitchen making something. Obviously, that meant it was dinner time. Wanko-Maru couldn’t help smiling about how clever she was. That’s why she wasn’t surprised at all when Toko brought out a yummy dinner for her. Detective Wanko-Maru’s intuition…woof.
“I f-forgot to p-pick up the ingredients f-for your meal, s-so you’ll just have to eat wh-what I usually have. It’s just curry th-though, so it sh-should b-be fine for y-you, Wanko.” She placed down the dish in front of Wanko-Maru as she said this. It was served in her special metal bowl that had her name engraved into it, which served as a reminder of all the special things Toko did for her. After a quick “Thank you,” she dove into the bowl with her spoon as Toko sat next to her. Another perfect day spent with her perfect girlfriend. What more could a girl ask for? “H-hey, Wanko. I got s-something for y-you, from the s-store today.” Wanko-Maru looked up from her almost finished bowl that she was scraping the edges of. “Huh? A gift for me? Um…what is it?” Toko sat up. “I’ll g-go get it f-for you, j-just wait there.” Wanko-Maru whined. “Awe, but I wanna follow you!” Unfortunately for her, Toko was already on her way to the bedroom. “I-It’ll only b-be a moment! S-seriously!” Wanko-maru let out a resigned “Fine…” And with that, Toko was off to their bedroom. Just what did she have waiting for her? Thankfully, it didn’t take long for her to return, carrying a little box with a small metal bone decoration on the top.
“Th-this is f-for you…” Wanko-maru grabbed the box and lifted its lid, revealing a baby blue dog collar with a bone in the middle. It was super cute, but it left Wanko-Maru a little confused. “Umm…Toko…we don’t have a dog. Do you want to adopt or something?” Toko looked annoyed. “I-It’s f-for y-you, d-dumbass! H-here, look.” Toko took the collar out of the box and carefully put it around Wanko-Maru’s neck using her nimble fingers. She made sure to tighten it just enough so that it was still comfortable for her. “Hehehe…I-It looks good on you…totally perfect for a d-dumb dog l-like Wanko-Maru…”
Wanko-maru’s face turned as red as a strawberry at that comment. Dumb…dog? Something about being called that did something to her head…It felt really, really good. And this collar around her neck…why did it feel so great to be like this…? She didn’t really understand. Actually, she didn’t really understand a lot of things. Probably because she was just a dumb dog. It’d probably be best to just listen to Toko, since she was the one who always cooked and did chores and went to work. Clearly she understood more things than Wanko-Maru. That must be true, right? Any other answer just wouldn’t make sense.
“Woof! I like it!” Wanko-Maru smiled wide at her lovely owner, staring into her sweet face with a deep affection in her eyes. For some reason, everything about this felt right. It was like this had been made to be like this from the day she’d been born. Toko definitely agreed, since she sprung onto the other girl and pinned her down to the couch, showering her with kisses all over her body. She could only whimper and moan as Toko took control, having her way with her pet. “Mmm…Y-You’re t-too cute like th-this! Mmph…S-Stupid adorable Wanko…” Toko put her left hand on Wanko-Maru’s soft, wide stomach and gave it a squeeze. “L-Look at all this! Y-you’re such a dumb lazy girl…” The sensation of her owner’s wet kisses on her body made her feel tingly all over, which was intensified by Toko’s crotch grinding against her crotch. She could feel a distinct wetness in that area which made her whimper uncontrollably as her legs twitched. Toko’s boner was so close to her pussy…Both girls had started to lose themselves, whimpering and moaning as one of them tried to maintain some semblance of control and power over the other by acting on her lustful urges. It was tangled and pathetic, but that was just how both of them liked it.
“Wanko’s s-so good like this…S-such a good, stupid girl…” Toko grinded faster. Her left hand moved down to her thigh and gave it a tight squeeze, which made her loudly moan with pleasure. “Wrruff! W-Wanko loves her owner! Eeep~!” Toko leaned in close to Wanko-Maru’s ear, her breath hot against it. “Owner l-loves you too, stupid dog~!” In the heat of the moment, they both came together, staining their underwear with sticky fluids representative of their love for each other. Toko flopped on top of her pet, weak and tired from everything that had happened. This time, Wanko-Maru took care of her owner.
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This new arrangement worked out fairly well for the both of them. Wanko-Maru lived a life of decadence and luxury, having her every whim satiated to the best of Toko’s ability. She’d watched a lot of new anime, but it was hard for her to retain the details most of the time. The colors were enough for a girl like her. Toko got a raise from the Future Foundation, so it became a lot easier for her to take care of her lovely pet. Makoto was always shocked to see her around holidays, (she had changed quite a bit after all) but he loved his sister no matter what, and she knew how to have some sense around her family. Of course, some concessions would have to be made (Toko eventually had to relent on keeping Wanko inside all the time, so now she gets daily walks and occasionally accompanies Toko to the store) but they both understood these things were necessary for the sake of love. Toko would do anything for her pet. And her pet loved her owner very much.