I Became the Lieutenant Character in a Bishoujo Game.

“Um…”

I’ve never done anything like this before, so I’m not really sure.

I’m not some kind of creator making videos, so of course this is normal.

Still, I don’t really know what to do, and I wonder if this is the right way to go about it.

Of course, despite that, I was diligently verifying information while sitting still.

“If I just connect it… it shouldn’t be a big problem… right?”

I don’t know for sure, but this is just a microphone anyway.

Plus, the manual said that just connecting it should work fine.

“Yeah, this seems to be it.”

Corbin went off to work, and Charlotte was at the kindergarten playing with her friends. I was left all alone guarding the computer at home.

I had the microphone I had never seen before sitting on my desk.

I suppose I could manage without using something like this… but a few days ago, I accidentally watched some videos that Corbin was viewing.

To deal with those things, I needed something that felt a little more realistic? Exciting?

I needed that kind of vibe.

“I’ll record some ASMR… and maybe shoot a video too…”

I really never thought I’d end up doing something like this, but it was all for Corbin.

I have a really pretty and sexy wife.

It’s just too tragic for him to get his wife pregnant and try to suppress his sexual desires while downloading videos to solve them… right?

I can’t directly help, but I can assist to some extent.

It’s embarrassing, but I decided to give it a go.

That… Corbin’s… side dish.

Honestly, it would be less embarrassing if I did it myself, but I couldn’t handle all of Corbin’s sexual needs.

Using my hands or chest wouldn’t provide the same pleasure as actually doing it.

If I tried to fulfill that much desire, I would definitely be in pain and collapse from exhaustion.

Although Corbin and I had bought some adult items together in the past, we never really used them anyway.

After all, with each other around, there was no need to use those products alone… um…

“…why am I feeling so embarrassed when I’m alone?”

I’m just looking at the description of the ASMR 360-degree microphone on the computer screen and thinking to myself.

I felt really dirtyly embarrassed.

“…I’m just making adult content by myself.”

Isn’t it strange to feel embarrassed right now?

Yeah, that seems right.

It’s odd not to feel embarrassed when I’m home alone doing this, especially since I’m pregnant.

“He really should be thankful to me…”

Where else would anyone be able to do what I’m doing?

Of course, other family members don’t have as much sexual desire as Corbin, but still.

In the end, I was doing all this for Corbin, so he surely ought to be grateful.

Knock, knock…

“Hmm… the sound…”

I lightly touched the simple ear-like parts on both sides.

Then, I only heard sound from the left side through the headset.

It really does seem to be 360 degrees.

Honestly, I had never handled something like this before, so it was an intriguing and somewhat amusing situation.

I’ve heard of ASMR before, but I had never actually tried it myself.

While it’s common to whisper ASMR into a person’s ear, using an ASMR microphone like this is a different story.

“…But what should I do?”

I thought I was done prepping and testing, but now the problem began.

“What should I talk about…”

Will Corbin get turned on…?

The reason I prepared this was because Corbin had been watching those types of adult videos with me as the main character.

I wanted him to solve his sexual cravings through it, but… I just don’t know.

What exactly should I prepare for him…?

“…I was planning to make something a bit stimulating. Should I just moan into this…?”

What should I do?

Since I’d never done anything lewd without Corbin, I was doubting myself even more.

But since I had already bought the microphone and made the decision to do this, I figured I should manage to pull it off.

Right…?

*

“I really should be thanked…”

I brought various items into the game room.

Originally, it was a room for gaming, but since the computer was here and using it in the living room felt strange, I ended up bringing everything I needed back here.

Including the ASMR microphone, and various items we bought on a trip.

They were all quite lewd and hidden in a place where Charlotte would never find them—under the desk, in their boxes.

…Now that I’m about to do something really embarrassing, I still had no intention of stopping.

“Ugh… seriously.”

After roughly organizing my thoughts, I stood up and began pulling items out of the boxes.

I had already placed a towel on the chair at the computer desk, and now there was only one real task left to do.

Little by little, items began appearing on the desk.

Lubricant, a dildo… condoms, and various others.

In this situation, I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

I was home alone, and even with nobody watching, my face got hot.

“Damn.”

…I was really fucking embarrassed.

I had barely ever done this alone.

And now I had to record it and film it all for someone else…

“…I need to get this finished quickly…”

…I adjusted the ASMR microphone to a height where it would be near me when I tilted my head a bit.

I planned to use not just my voice, but other sounds as well, so it would be uncomfortable if it was too close or too far away.

This should be fine.

“From now on, I’ll be filming a gift for someone whose wife is pregnant and trying hard to suppress her sexual desires… um… I hope you enjoy it…”

…This is seriously so embarrassing.

*

“Ah, I’m back…”

“I’m back!”

“…Did you have a good trip? Was there any traffic on the way?”

“I came home later than usual, so it was less congested. Were you preparing dinner?”

“Yes, just doing that.”

It was dinner time when Corbin and Charlotte came home.

Charlotte, as always, was lively, and Corbin looked slightly tired today.

He must have been working a lot in preparation for that operation in a few days.

“First, drop off your stuff and come in quickly. Oh, Charlotte? You need to wash your hands before playing.”

“Okay!”

Anyway, with Corbin and Charlotte back home, dinner was also being prepared in the kitchen.

Wasn’t it good timing?

If they had come home just after I started preparing, Corbin would have ended up washing up as I was getting dinner ready.

Today, he definitely looked tired, so it was the kind of night to get cleaned up early, eat, and go to bed early.

I was glad the timing was aligned.

“So, how’s work been lately?”

“…Tiring.”

“Sigh… It can’t be helped. We have to do the operation, and it has been a few weeks since the last one.”

“True, but this time it seems like it’s a pretty big task, so I’m working quite hard.”

“Is that so?”

As I entered the room, I unbuttoned Corbin’s tie and took off his shirt while having that conversation.

Since I hadn’t been steadily working in the office like before, I naturally wouldn’t be as in-the-know about his work situation as I used to.

“So, what did you plan for lunch today?”

“Oh, I made some fried food. I did some vegetables too, along with meat and shrimp.”

“Oh… That sounds good.”

“A little while ago, Charlotte watched TV and kept talking about wanting fried food, didn’t she?”

“Oh.”

In any case, Corbin looked worn out when he returned from work.

More so than usual.

If I had known, I would have made something healthier to help replenish his energy instead of fried food…?

Of course, now that the fried food was all done, it’d be weird to change it now.

There wasn’t much I could do about that.

“Corbin, why don’t you go wash up? Dinner prep still needs some time.”

“Should I? I was planning to just lie down for a bit.”

“Honestly, it’s better to eat dinner first and then sleep rather than sleeping now and messing up your routine.”

That was the truth.

If he were like me, enjoying a laid-back life lately, that would be one thing, but Corbin had a regular job.

If he fell asleep now, it was clear that it would become more inconvenient for him later.

And above all, he should eat dinner.

“Charlotte, do you want to change your clothes?”

“Yeah!”

“What did you do today at kindergarten with your friends?”

“I watched a movie!”

“A movie?”

“Yeah!”

“That must have been fun! Should we all go see it together next time, with Daddy and Mommy?”

“Yup! It was super fun!”

So, while Corbin went to wash up, I chatted with Charlotte.

Just some mundane conversation.

“Charlotte, didn’t you say you wanted to eat fried food before?”

“Fried food? I want shrimp tempura!”

“Well, Mommy made your favorite shrimp tempura today. What do you think?”

“Really?!”

“Shall we go see it?”

“Yeah, let’s go see the fried food!”

While Corbin washed up, I spent time talking to Charlotte about the dinner menu and checking it out.

Of course, while Charlotte was sitting at the table waiting, I continued with the rest of the meal prep.

“Ah, now I feel improved…”

“Were you working that hard today?”

Corbin came out of the shower, his hair still wet and unstyled, heading towards the kitchen.

The sight of his wet hair looked fine, so I didn’t mention anything about drying it.

Normally, I’d have to say something about drying his hair, and Charlotte would learn from me while scolding him.

But he looked tired, and it suited him well, so I let it slide.

“Is it the hardest you’ve worked in the last month?”

“Oh…”

“Lin-de-ra, do you need any help?”

“Nope. Just sit there quietly with Charlotte at the table and wait.”

“Okay!”

“Well, if Lin-de-ra says so, then I guess that’s how it is. Understood.”

Anyway, everyone in the family gathered in the kitchen now.

Just a little bit more, and meal prep would be done.

I decided to work a bit harder on the remaining preparations.

“Hey, Corbin.”

“Yeah? Do you have something you need to tell me?”

“Not really… but if you have some time later, maybe you can check the computer.”

“Huh?”

…It’s embarrassing, but I still had to tell him.

After all, the result was made with the intention of showing it to Corbin from the get-go.

I couldn’t just keep it a secret after going through all this effort, that would be foolish.

“Just… by myself.”

“Huh?”

“Anyway, now that the preparations are done, let’s eat.”

“I want tempura!”

Anyway, I roughly described it to Corbin.

The rest was up to him to… take care of… it well… right?

Yes, he should handle it.

He was able to handle things so well, he even saved videos that featured other women instead of me.

“Humph.”

If he doesn’t have positive feedback after watching, I swear I’ll get angry.

Really, really angry.