Shuchi'in Academy.
Second Year, Class G.
Sawamura Eriri walked into the classroom, offering a faint, professional smile as she greeted her classmates. Maintaining the persona of a kind, gentle ojou-sama was something she had to do every day, even though she was utterly exhausted the past couple of days.
Sitting down in her seat, Eriri propped up her tired body and leaned back against the chair.
"Moving house is truly exhausting…" Eriri complained inwardly.
However, what was most tiring was the challenge—a spur-of-the-moment bet with the little shota, Asa, two days ago.
"Draw a young-colt-pulling-a-large-cart doujin that satisfies him…"
She still didn't know what kind of doujin would satisfy Asa. The most crucial thing was that she had zero inspiration in her mind right now! If seeing Asa and Miko's rooftop battle last time had made her creativity gush like a spring, she was now as dry as dead wood!
"I have absolutely no images in my head!!"
"What do I do?!"
Though it was only a challenge born of a momentary surge of pride, she, a famous doujin artist, could not accept losing to a little shota!
Eriri's eyes darted around, finally settling on the back of a girl with long black hair.
"Yotsuya Miko, maybe I should consult with her…"
She had only gotten inspiration last time after hearing about the rooftop battle, after all.
Anxious, Eriri immediately went to find Miko as soon as class ended.
"Yotsuya-san!"
Miko turned around, looking at Eriri with some confusion. "Sawamura-san, is something the matter?"
Eriri opened her mouth, but as the words reached her lips, she suddenly realized something and froze.
What am I doing?
Am I going to tell her to her face that I saw her and Asa's rooftop battle?
Am I going to expose my identity as a doujin artist?
Am I going to ask Yotsuya Miko to perform it again?
Eriri's pretty face instantly flushed as she suddenly realized how absurd her thoughts were.
Miko looked at the silent Eriri, whose face was inexplicably turning red, and grew even more confused.
"Ah, nothing. I just remembered saying hello to you on the rooftop last time… don't overthink it!" In her state of mental confusion, Eriri spat out a rushed sentence, covered her face, and quickly walked away.
Miko tilted her head, her face full of question marks. "Saying hello on the rooftop last time?"
She had seemed to run into Eriri last time, but it was under the rooftop. At the time, she and Asa on the roof were…
"And she told me not to overthink it…"
Miko's expression changed, and a hint of shame crept onto her pretty face.
"Did Sawamura-san… see me and Asa's having sex on the rooftop that day?"
....
"For tomorrow's cooking class, everyone must bring their own ingredients!"
"Alright, class dismissed!"
As Kobayashi Touko's words fell, the crowd of elementary school students instantly scattered.
"Shiraishi-kun, p-please take care of us tomorrow!"
Beside Asa, two little girls with flushed faces quickly said their piece, then turned and ran off. These two were grouped with him for tomorrow's cooking class. After discussion, the trio decided to make takoyaki, and the part of the ingredients Asa was responsible for was the octopus.
"A cooking class, huh…"
Touko had mentioned that the teacher for tomorrow's cooking class seemed to be from some research department in the culinary world.
"I wonder what level my cooking skills are in the culinary world…"
Asa shook his head, packed his school bag, and left the classroom. He had accepted Miko's invitation to have dinner at her house this afternoon.
"Asa-kun!"
At the school gate, Miko's lips curved into a gentle smile when she saw the handsome little shota walking toward her.
"Yotsuya-nee, let's go!"
Miko naturally took hold of Asa's small hand, and they walked toward the train station.
On the way, Miko recalled Eriri's words from the morning. After a moment of hesitation, she decided to tell Shiraishi Asa anyway.
"Asa-kun, I think my classmate saw us that time on the rooftop…" Miko said somewhat uncertainly.
"The girl with the blonde twin-tails, right?"
However, Asa's unhesitating voice sounded, making Miko's cherry lips gape in surprise.
"Asa-kun, how did you know?"
"Hmm… she was the only one there at the time, right?"
"Don't worry, she'll probably keep our secret," Asa said clearly and confidently.
He hadn't expected Eriri to proactively approach Miko.
'What exactly is she trying to do?' Asa couldn't quite figure out Eriri's thought process.
Half an hour later, they arrived at the Yotsuya house.
"Mom, I brought Asa-kun back!"
As Miko pushed open the door, she immediately saw Mrs. Yotsuya (Touko) standing near the entrance.
"Mom?"
Miko's eyes widened slightly. The beautiful woman in front of her felt both familiar and strange. The delicate, elegant makeup perfectly accentuated Touko's fresh face with a few extra points of captivating allure. A form-fitting but tasteful white dress perfectly showcased her shapely, voluptuous figure.
Even Asa couldn't help but feel a flash of amazement in his eyes when he saw the Mrs. Yotsuya in front of him, who was even more beautiful than he remembered.
"Mom, you look so good!" Miko sincerely complimented her. This was the first time she had seen her mother look like this.
"I went shopping today and bought a dress."
Touko gave a slight smile, then squatted down with her legs together to retrieve a pair of specially prepared slippers for Asa from the shoe rack in the entryway.
As she squatted in front of Asa, the already fitted long dress instantly became even tighter, highlighting the taut curve of her hips. As Miko's mother, Touko's waist-to-hip ratio even surpassed Miko's. Her waist was very thin, but her thighs were quite plump, and her hips were slightly wider, radiating a mature charm that far exceeded Miko's.
"Asa-kun, wear this pair of slippers…"
"Thank you, Auntie!"
Touko found that her heart, which was constantly being fought over, was accelerating just by being near him.
She got up to prepare the fruit. After washing and slicing it, however, she noticed that Miko had immediately taken Asa into her room.
"That girl, why does she always take people into her room every time they visit…?" Touko let out a small sigh.
Fortunately, she had planned ahead.
"Miko, I forgot to buy a few ingredients. Can you go to the supermarket and buy them?"
"Coming!" Miko emerged from the room and took the small slip of paper Touko handed her.
"So many?" Miko exclaimed after glancing at the list. "Mom, you didn't buy anything, did you?"
"I just have a lot of dishes to make tonight… Now, hurry up and go!"
"Be careful not to buy the wrong things!"
Touko sighed as she watched her daughter complain and grumble while leaving.
How could she let Miko know that she wanted to be alone with her daughter's little friend?
So, she could only find a way to send Miko away.
Touko carried the fruit plate, her slender fingers nervously gripping the hem of her skirt as she walked into the room, quietly closing the door behind her.
"Asa-kun, want a grape?"
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