We settled on what we were ordering and waved over a server — and at that moment, the purpose behind Reona’s earlier proposal became fully clear.
“Three hot coffees, and one couple’s parfait, please.”
“H-hey—!?”
The instant Riona delivered that order to the server, the yell came out of me on reflex. I had not expected anyone to order the limited-availability couple’s parfait. This blindsided me completely. The server looked startled too.
“Sorry, that menu item is only available for actual couples…”
“Then we qualify — we are a couple.”
”…Oh, I see. You’re dating one of these two ladies. My apologies.”
Reona’s answer let the server relax. And in the next breath, Riona dropped the bomb.
“Wrong. Nee-chan and I are dating Ryouya together.”
"" Eh?! ""
The server and I produced that noise in stereo. Yeah, sure, we’d joked about pretending to be a couple before we walked in, but I had not anticipated her actually pulling the trigger. The server froze for a beat, then rebooted.
“Three-way dating is… going to be a hard sell…”
“The menu specifies couples — it doesn’t say three people aren’t allowed, though, does it?”
“Are you, ah — actually dating? For real?”
The server’s skepticism was profoundly reasonable. If I were her I would not have believed a syllable. At that point Reona and Riona stood up from across the table, slid into the seats on either side of me, and slotted their arms through mine.
“The three of us are properly dating.”
“We had a threesome just last night, want me to walk you through the foreplay-to-pillow-talk timeline?”
The server gave up. She marked the order on the slip and retreated to the back.
“Couple parfait, can’t wait.”
“Mm, wonder what’s in it.”
”…This is so far past anything I could push back against.”
I could only mutter while watching them chat happily about it. Shortly the hot coffees arrived along with the couple’s parfait.
Needless to say, very few parties of three order the couple’s parfait, and we were drawing eyes from every direction. We hadn’t even been at Tokyo Inclusion Square for thirty minutes and I already wanted to go home. As I was thinking that, Riona scooped a spoonful of the parfait and brought it toward my mouth.
“Ryouya. Say ah.”
“I can feed myself, thanks.”
“Aww, you should let us, while we’re here.”
“I’m fine, really.”
Reona and Riona were taking turns trying to feed me, and the embarrassment was nuclear. Then they pivoted to something worse.
“Oh — would you prefer mouth-to-mouth, Ryouya-kun?”
“If you want it that way, Ryouya, we’ll do you the special favor.”
“Hey — wait. How is that the next step?!”
I held my hand up to stop Riona, who had loaded a spoonful into her own mouth and was leaning toward me. Say ah was already too much; mouth-to-mouth was off the chart. Also Riona was genuinely about to do it, please don’t.
“All right, mouth-to-mouth or say ah — Ryouya-kun gets to choose.”
“Both bad—”
“Ryouya tried to lie to me and Nee-chan about being a virgin yesterday. Veto rights revoked.”
”…Say ah, then.”
Pinned by the previous-night reference I had no exit. Surrounded by curious onlookers, I was fed bites of parfait by Reona and Riona, and the embarrassment came genuinely close to killing me.