Sayuri hadn't expected Touko to act so quickly. In less than an hour, she had already changed her clothes. This completely disrupted Sayuri's planned ambush.
However, it was not too late to mend the fold! Sayuri was very confident in her figure... plus, she could employ the "Sea of Clothes" strategy!
Seeing Touko about to leave, holding Asa's hand, Sayuri quickly spoke to Eriri beside her.
"Eriri, Mommy is just going to the restroom."
With that, Sayuri quietly followed them.
....
The Service Club.
During the half-hour wait, Miko started off tentatively, a little nervous as she tried to talk to the cool and elegant Yukino. Miko wanted to get along with her "older sister-in-law" as much as possible.
Conveniently, Yukino was also quite interested in Miko, who was so familiar with Asa. So, the two actually chatted for a while.
However, for the most part, Yukino was subtly cross-examining Miko, and she easily gathered some information.
'Inviting Asa-kun home for dinner… was it because Mrs. Yotsuya saw Asa-kun as the son she lost early on…?'
But Yukino was far more concerned about the relationship between Asa and Miko. She knew that given Asa's charm, even she, his sister in name, felt… She was judging Miko based on herself! Therefore, she didn't believe Miko only had platonic sibling affection for Asa!
Miko was very cautious about this, however, and completely avoided the topic. After all, admitting to taking someone's little brother in front of an obsessed older sister would be self-sabotage.
Seeing this, Yukino shifted her focus, starting a conversation about Asa's other habits. This time, she grew more and more alarmed! Miko knew almost everything about Asa's hobbies, habits, and even unintentional small gestures.
This made Yukino almost certain: Miko harbored inappropriate feelings for Asa. Otherwise, would a girl who was merely a good friend observe a "younger brother" in such minute detail?
Soon after, Asa and Touko returned.
"Mom, why did it take you so long to change clothes?" Miko complained a little impatiently.
Yukino's cool gaze immediately landed on Asa, then scanned Touko's sheer-clad long legs, a flicker of suspicion in her eyes.
'Changing clothes, and she still needs to wear stockings…?'
'Or were those stockings on her the whole time…?'
Moreover, Yukino noticed that the look in Touko's eyes when she looked at Asa was somewhat… familiar? It was like… the look her own mother, Mrs. Yukinoshita, gave Asa.
'It seems Miko-san's mother really does see Asa-kun as the son she lost early on…' Yukino let go of her suspicions.
After finishing the remaining takoyaki, the Yotsuya mother and daughter bid farewell to Asa and left the Service Club.
Hidden around the corner, Mrs. Sawamura saw the Yotsuya mother and daughter walk out of the Service Club. A look of joy flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Now, it's my turn!"
"You got this, Sayuri!" Mrs. Sawamura pumped her fists in front of her.
"Asa-kun?" Mrs. Sawamura feigned surprise, walking past the Service Club and looking surprised to see the little shota inside.
"Auntie Sawamura." A hint of surprise also flashed in Asa's eyes. He had just returned, and Auntie Sawamura was already on his heels. There was no doubt she had followed him.
"I was just about to go to the elementary section to look for you. What are you doing here?" Mrs. Sawamura asked softly, as if genuinely surprised by the discovery.
Yukino looked at the exquisite young wife before her, her cool eyes showing a trace of astonishment. "Another beautiful young wife…"
Asa looked up at Mrs. Sawamura and asked, "Is there something you needed me for, Auntie Sawamura?"
"Yes… it's about Eriri's new work. She wanted Asa-kun to give her some ideas and advice." Sayuri said naturally. She knew about the bet between Eriri and Asa. While she considered it mere children's play, it was the perfect excuse for this moment.
Yukino was momentarily stunned when she heard the name Eriri.
"Eriri, do you mean Sawamura Eriri from the Art Club?" she asked Asa curiously.
"That's right, Eriri-nee."
Yukino looked thoughtful. Eriri was the ace of the Art Club, a genius who had been winning awards at exhibitions since her first year of high school. Did someone with that level of artistic talent really need Asa's advice? Did Asa possess a talent for art even rarer than Eriri's?
Compared to Yukino's contemplation, Asa was much clearer. For legitimate paintings, he couldn't offer any guidance. But for anything else, it could only be doujinshi. After all, he and Eriri still had that bet!
However, he didn't think Eriri's awkward tsundere personality would ever make such a request. So… he was very curious about what Mrs. Sawamura was up to.
"Auntie Sawamura, should we go now?"
"Yes."
Asa looked up at Yukino, his eyes conveying a request. "Yukino-nee…"
Yukino felt a wave of satisfaction. 'Yes, that look is just like a husband asking his wife for permission to go out!' Yukino thought to herself, nodding at Asa.
"Go ahead, Asa-kun. Home… I mean, I'll watch the stall here." Yukino's reply was also deliberately modeled after a wife's.
It was almost like playing house. But Yukino didn't feel childish at all. An interaction that made them look like a couple, a particular address, a look—each one made her heart swell with sweet, secret joy, much like the mindset of someone with a secret crush in middle school.
"Thank you, Yukino-nee!" Asa left the Service Club with Sayuri.
"Was that your sister just now? She's really beautiful!" Sayuri recalled Yukino's appearance, offering a genuine compliment.
"Auntie Sawamura is beautiful too!"
The little shota's words entered her ears, and Sayuri felt a surge of emotion. The weight of certain words differs depending on who says them. If Eriri had complimented her, Sayuri would be happy, but her heart wouldn't flutter much. But coming from Asa, Sayuri felt an inexplicable rush of springtime affection.
She couldn't help but scratch Asa's palm lightly. "Asa-kun, your words are so sweet~"
The two soon arrived at the Art Club. The Art Club's exhibition was set up in the hallway, and they could see the entire display at a glance.
"Where is Eriri-nee?" Asa looked around but didn't see Eriri.
Sayuri was also a little surprised. However, now that she had successfully tricked… brought Asa over, and Eriri wasn't here, she, as the mother, could launch her offensive more freely!
"She must have stepped away temporarily… Let's go inside first." She said, pulling Asa into the Art Club through the back door. After taking a couple of turns, she led him into Eriri's exclusive private room.
"The Art Club has a room like this? It's like a secret room…" Asa said in surprise, looking at the hidden space.
"Yes, this room is reserved just for Eriri. No one will disturb us." Sayuri replied, her slender hand deftly locking the door.
Phew. That was a dangerous statement.
At the same time, he suddenly heard a clattering sound coming from behind the desk. His eyes quickly darted over, and he vaguely saw a flash of blonde in the gap… Asa raised an eyebrow, dimly realizing what was happening, and tried to get to the point.
"Auntie Sawamura, Eriri-nee wanted my advice and guidance on…"
Before he could finish, the sash wrapped around Sayuri's waist fell to the floor. Then, the beautiful yukata, now unrestrained, slipped down.
It revealed the cosplay outfit that Sayuri had so carefully prepared underneath!
Asa's eyes widened slightly. Again? Did she and Touko plan this today?
"Eriri… she seems to be having trouble grasping the essence of the shota x older woman genre."
"So, Auntie wants to help her…" Sayuri's eyes were filled with alluring seduction as she embraced Asa, her breath warm against his ear.
However, having just gone through this once already, Asa was noticeably more composed. Furthermore, Asa noticed that the breathing behind the desk was becoming heavy, but no sound was made. Asa's thoughts raced.
Sayuri felt a rush of frustration when she saw the desire in Asa's eyes quickly subside. 'As expected, after being attended to by Touko, it's not so easy now…'
Sayuri no longer hesitated and pulled out the nearby clothes rack. Hanging on it were various cosplay outfits in different styles, such as backless sweaters and spider-girl costumes.
Asa's breathing hitched at the sight. What exactly does Eriri keep in this studio?
"Are all these things for Eriri-nee?"
Sayuri's waist was wrapped in Asa's arms, and her eyes grew increasingly blurred with desire.
"…Mmm… you have to try it many times to remember the essence!"
"Asa-kun, before Eriri comes back, let's practice first…"
....
A few minutes ago.
The Art Club.
"Eriri-senpai, do you have a marker?"
"Oh, wait a moment, I'll go find one." Eriri walked into her little secret room and began searching the desk.
"Huh, I remember there being a marker here?"
Eriri searched the desk drawers, then crouched down to look around on the floor.
Creak~ Bang!
The sound of the door opening and closing suddenly rang out behind her. Eriri thought another student had entered her little secret room. As she got up, her small head slammed directly into the corner of the desk.
"…"
Eriri clutched her head, about to cry out in pain, when she heard voices she recognized intimately.
'It's Mom and Asa-kun?!'
Eriri crouched down and turned around. Through the gap under the desk, she could just see the little shota's body and the lower half of Sayuri.
"Why did Mom bring Asa-kun here?"
As astonishment flooded her mind, she suddenly saw the yukata slide to the floor. Her azure eyes widened instantly.
The next moment, her mother's enchanting voice slowly drifted into her ears.
"Eriri… she seems to be having trouble grasping the essence of the shota x older woman genre."
"So, Auntie wants to help her…"
Mom, do you even know what you're saying?
A huge question mark loomed over Eriri's small head! I can't grasp the essence, so you're stepping in personally? Although she had indeed been suffering from a lack of inspiration lately and hadn't drawn half a page, she could clearly feel the air growing increasingly suggestive through the gap under the table.
Eriri covered her burning face, leaving a slit between her fingers to peek out with one eye, quietly observing.
'S-should I speak up and warn Mom?' Her heart was a turmoil of conflict and confusion.
Eriri never imagined that her mother would suddenly have feelings for Asa… And with such strong initiative and boldness!
"No wonder she wore that under her yukata today…"
The shock of the scene before her left her mind in chaos. As the atmosphere on the other side of the desk grew more intoxicating, Eriri's breathing became heavier.
At that moment, the inspiration that had long deserted her suddenly returned. Image after image of art drafts began to surface in her mind.
For Eriri, the time spent in that little room felt incredibly long. In fact, it was quite a while. Eriri's legs were practically numb from squatting behind the desk. Seeing the scene unfold firsthand truly redefined her understanding of the shota x older woman genre.
Only after her mother and Asa finally left did Eriri support herself on the desk and stand up.
"That was… absolutely insane." Eriri sniffed the air, her face completely flushed, her expression dazed.
Sayuri had raised her alone, and Eriri was well aware of her struggles and understood her. But she never expected her mother to choose Asa, a little shota!
Most importantly, she had hijacked her choice! This fact left Eriri both laughing bitterly and wanting to cry.
"What do I do? Should I support Mom?" Eriri felt a deep sense of resignation.
Just then, the door to the little room opened again. Eriri was startled and tried to hide back behind the desk, but her numb legs wouldn't obey. She stumbled and fell directly into the arms of the newcomer.
"W-wait!" The familiar pleasure made her gasp softly.
A tender, young voice spoke next to her ear.
"Eriri-nee, if you only watch and don't practice, you won't remember the essence~"
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