He knocked on the door. It took about two minutes before the door was finally opened.
"Auntie Mitsuko!"
Seeing the familiar face he hadn't seen for a whole day, Ho Fei-yu felt a surge of excitement, and a happy smile spread across his face.
"Yu-kun, you're back! Come in quickly, it's raining and cold outside," Mitsuko Gunma greeted him with a charming smile. Noticing the rain dripping from the balcony, she hurriedly ushered him in.
Once inside, Ho Fei-yu changed his slippers, his gaze never leaving Mitsuko. He noticed that her outfit today was different from her usual style. She was wearing a grey, short-sleeved tight top and blue yoga leggings that accentuated the beautiful curves of her waist and thighs. Her feet were wrapped snugly in thick white socks.
Her face was flushed bright red, as if she had just come out of a steamer, and beads of sweat kept appearing on her forehead. Before they could pool, she would quickly wipe them away with a towel draped over her white neck.
"Auntie Mitsuko, what are you doing?"
Ho Fei-yu heard the soft, relaxing music coming from the living room. Combined with her outfit, the word "yoga" popped into his mind, so he asked curiously.
"Auntie is practicing yoga~ Well? Do you think I've become more beautiful?" Mitsuko looked down at her outfit, then looked up and chuckled softly, covering her mouth.
"Hehe, Auntie Mitsuko has always been beautiful."
"You and your sweet talk!" His flattery earned him a playful scolding.
"Wait a moment, I still have a few poses left! And Yu-kun, don't you think it's dirty? Trying to hug me before I've even showered, honestly!"
Whether it was because he had missed her or because her flushed face made her look particularly lovely and seductive, Ho Fei-yu couldn't resist stepping forward to wrap his arms around her slender waist. But Mitsuko held her hand against his chest, stopping him.
"Even without a shower, Auntie Mitsuko smells wonderful all over~" Ho Fei-yu complimented her directly while smelling the scent of her sweat mixed with her natural fragrance. He didn't try to hug her again.
"Smooth talker," Mitsuko said with a smile, turning to head back to the living room.
"Are you hungry, Yu-kun? Should I make you something to eat?" Back in the living room, Mitsuko lay back down on her yoga mat, trying to follow the movements on the TV. Noticing it was already 7:00 PM, she asked with concern.
"No need, Auntie. You finish what you're doing, I'm not hungry yet," Ho Fei-yu declined, subconsciously touching his slightly bloated stomach. Having drunk so much fresh milk earlier, his belly was full of lactose.
"Alright. If you get hungry, tell me immediately, okay? Studying all day is hard work, you can't let yourself starve!"
"Got it."
Ho Fei-yu sat on the sofa, playing with his phone and chatting with Hana Amano, but his eyes were constantly drawn to Mitsuko as she moved. While Mitsuko's figure wasn't as explosive or exaggerated as Akari's, she had curves in all the right places, and overall, she looked even more slender and graceful.
Right now, his Auntie Mitsuko was struggling to follow the person on the TV. To be honest, at her age, her bones were already set, and she wasn't as flexible as a younger woman. She could only hold many of the poses for a few seconds, and she had only started learning today.
"Auntie Mitsuko, you don't have to work so hard. Your figure is already great," Ho Fei-yu said, feeling a pang of sympathy as he watched her furrowed brow, her trembling lips, and her body heaving with the effort. He put down his phone.
"It's... it's fine. For Yu-kun... I can do this!" Mitsuko said through gritted teeth, her voice determined.
For me...
Ho Fei-yu's expression froze, and a complex look crossed his face as he realized something. Mitsuko obviously knew he had girlfriends—though she probably didn't know exactly how many. He had told her the truth about why he hadn't come home the previous night. His Auntie Mitsuko had never had any interest in yoga before; he guessed that because he was staying out more often, she was starting to feel insecure. She was learning yoga to keep her figure in top shape, hoping to keep him...
He let out a soft sigh. The gaze he leveled at Mitsuko became even gentler.
"Yu-kun, are you hungry now? If you are, I'll make dinner right away." Finally, as the lesson on the TV ended, Mitsuko rested on the mat for a while before shakily standing up. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a towel while speaking softly.
"No need, Auntie. You should rest first." Ho Fei-yu shook his head. "By the way, Auntie Mitsuko, come here and sit on the sofa. I'll give you a massage to help you relax."
Seeing her tired face, Ho Fei-yu remembered he knew how to give massages. While he wasn't a professional, his physical enhancements gave him supreme control over his strength. He had massaged several of the girls before and was quite experienced.
"Yu-kun is such a good boy. Let me take a shower first," Mitsuko said, tempted, but stopping when she felt her sticky skin.
"Well... it's okay. It feels better to shower after the massage." Ho Fei-yu had been about to nod, but seeing Mitsuko looking like a blooming rose, with beads of sweat like morning dew making her figure even more alluring, he changed his mind on a whim.
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Mhm, mhm." Ho Fei-yu nodded like a woodpecker.
Mitsuko, half-believing him, walked to the sofa. Under Ho Fei-yu's eager gaze, she took off her glasses and lay lazily on her stomach.
Ho Fei-yu sat down on the edge of the sofa. Suddenly, a intoxicating scent of sweat and natural body fragrance filled his nose. It wasn't pungent like perfume, nor foul like stale sweat; it was strangely pleasant.
"Yu-kun?"
"Oh, right!" Ho Fei-yu snapped out of his daze at her questioning voice.
His hands slowly came down on Mitsuko's slender waist. Through the tight sportswear, he began to knead her soft, tender back in rhythmic motions.
"Mmm~ Hnn..."
Feeling the strong, skillful massage, the fatigue in Mitsuko's body and the insecurity in her heart seemed to vanish. She felt relaxed and comfortable. Furthermore, the warmth of Ho Fei-yu's fingers through her clothes made her body feel tingly and weak. A haze began to form in her eyes.
In less than ten minutes, Ho Fei-yu, who was still focused on the massage, heard her breathing even out. He looked closely and saw that Mitsuko had fallen asleep.
He was about to stop to let her rest properly, but as he looked at the smooth lines of her body encased in yoga leggings, his heart began to pound. His eyes especially lingered on her white socks, which were damp with sweat and revealed the faint pink of her toes. He couldn't look away, and he swallowed hard.
Dammit! Auntie Mitsuko worked herself to exhaustion for you, and you want to mess with her? Are you even human?
Thinking of how tired she looked, Ho Fei-yu shook his head, scolding himself. But... those white socks looked like fresh, steaming buns, and the hint of pink was the perfect finishing touch. They looked delicious.