Mrs. Miura turned her head and gave her daughter a glare.
Of course she knew it was too early to talk about marriage now, and the boyfriend might not agree.
But that's just how things are, if you ask to open the window, you might get refused, but if you try to lift the whole roof off, others will naturally agree to opening the window.
Marriage was just a pretext. Her real goal was actually to get them engaged first.
After all, even an engaged couple is still a couple.
With that title in place, a lot of things would naturally fall into place. Even if other vixens tried to sneak in later, they wouldn't be able to surpass her silly daughter.
Unfortunately, all of Mrs. Miura's intentions were completely lost on Yumiko.
She secretly glanced at the boy beside her, a little worried he might be scared off by her mom's enthusiasm. She quickly shook her head like a rattle drum, "A-anyway you don't have to worry about these things, okay? I know what I'm doing."
'You know what you're doing, my foot!'
Mrs. Miura was so mad at her silly girl she nearly burst a vein.
'Would your own mom harm you?'
But seeing her daughter's clearly resistant expression, she didn't continue pushing the topic. Instead, she turned toward Kaito with a warm, friendly smile, "Sorry, Yumiko-chan's personality is just like that. She's a bit awkward sometimes... I hope you can be understanding."
"You flatter me, Auntie," Kaito nodded slightly at her. After a pause, he added, "Yumiko's personality... is actually very genuine."
Mrs. Miura smiled without responding, 'Genuine? You probably meant to say she's "reckless," right?'
But since her future son-in-law didn't seem to dislike her daughter, there was no need to play the villain. She smoothly changed the topic.
"Speaking of which, I just remembered, the kid's dad and I still have some errands to run later tonight. We might not be able to come home~ Kaito-kun, would you mind staying and keeping Yumiko company?"
Mr. Miura, who had been silently eating his dinner, finally couldn't hold back, "Wait a second, how come I don't know we've got things to do that require leaving overnight Uh, hiss!"
His words got stuck halfway, and his face seemed to twist slightly in pain.
Under the table, Mrs. Miura withdrew her hand from his thigh with a smile, and said sweetly on the surface, "Did you remember now?"
"Y-yeah, I remembered."
Mr. Miura's face was gloomy, still trying to resist a little, "Actually, it could wait until tomorrow and still be the same never mind, I have no objections."
In the end, he caved under his wife's dangerously predatory gaze.
Only then did Mrs. Miura withdraw her threatening look, satisfied, and cheerfully turned back, "Anyway, we'll be counting on you, Kaito-kun. Yumiko has always been timid, we really wouldn't feel at ease leaving her alone~"
'That excuse is a bit too half-hearted, isn't it?'
'I've obviously been living alone before.'
Yumiko really wanted to complain, but after glancing at the boy beside her, she suddenly swallowed hard.
'If Dad and Mom aren't home, won't it mean just the two of us?'
'No one to interrupt us, and tomorrow is the weekend. A world where we can have fun as much as we want.'
On the other side, Kaito thought for a moment, but didn't reject Mrs. Miura's request.
He simply took out his phone and sent a message to Mutsumi back home, saying that he had something to do tonight and wouldn't be coming back for dinner.
Mrs. Miura acted quickly, after giving a few more simple instructions, she dragged the unwilling Mr. Miura away.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to sneakily wink at her daughter and mouth something.
Yumiko carefully read her lips and it seemed like Mom was saying, "Just kiss him right away, he won't be able to resist!"
'That method is way too aggressive!'
The girl was caught between laughter and tears, hesitated a moment, but still gave an imperceptible nod.
Even if she might not really do it at least it was a plan.
"A teachable daughter indeed," Mrs. Miura winked again, finally leaving, fully satisfied.
"J-just the two of us now", Sitting on the couch in the living room, Yumiko was a little embarrassed as she played with a strand of her golden hair, wrapping it around her finger.
Clearly, without the interfering mother empress, she should be able to relax.
But just thinking about what might happen next made her heart race, her face flush, and it felt like a little deer was about to smash itself to death in her chest.
'Damn it! Be bolder already! Don't act like some sheltered girl who's never seen the world!'
'Yumiko, summon the courage you had the first time!'
The blonde girl cheered herself on silently in her heart. After taking a deep breath, she finally found some confidence.
Her mom's method might work well, but it was too direct, it didn't suit her reserved and gentle personality. It also made her seem like some pervy girl.
After careful thought, Yumiko decided she should at least build up the mood first.
As for how to set the stage?
Heh, time for a tutorial.
"Kaito-kun, have you heard a saying before?"
Step one: capture the reader's interest.
Kaito raised an eyebrow, playing along, "What saying?"
Meeting his curious gaze, Yumiko straightened her posture slightly and said seriously, "There are only two states a person can be in: hungry and horny."
Kaito: "?"
Kaito: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
Yumiko cleared her throat and said solemnly, "And I just finished eating."
"So?", Before Kaito could figure out what she meant, his hand was grabbed by the blonde girl in front of him.
"Kaito-kun, you smell nice."
"Let's compare hand sizes~"
"It's so hot in here, wanna take off your shirt and cool down a bit?"
"I just want to hug you~"
"Just one kiss!"
"Ngh, s-slow slow down"
[At the Same Time]
"Kaito-kun's spending the night out tonight?"
At the house in Ikebukuro, secretary Sakiko, who had just finished her work, originally planned to have dinner with the Kaito. But she heard this news from Wakaba Mutsumi.
The girl was a bit disappointed but quickly perked up.
'Surely the Kaito-kun is busy with some commission, right? Maybe he's diligently exorcising spirits at this very moment?'
'If even he is working this hard, I should push myself too!'
'Decision made. I'll reward myself by working three more hours!'
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Chapter 126: PA-san: Damn, the box!
[Early Morning]
"Finally survived"
The feeble voice echoed in the quiet bedroom. Her silky long hair was now especially disheveled, her pretty face still flushed with a lingering red. A mischievous strand of golden hair stuck to the corner of her lips, and along with the fine sheen of sweat covering her fair forehead, silently told of the intensity of the battle.
Thinking back to her past self, how spirited she was, rubbing her fists in eagerness, swearing to wash away past shame.
But all those lofty ambitions, in the face of absolute strength, still ended up as bubbles in the sea, dispersing at a touch.
In stark contrast even though they both fought until now, Kaito showed no sign of fatigue. His face wasn't red, his breathing was steady, as relaxed as if he had just gone downstairs to grab a package.
He even had the mood to issue a rematch invitation, "Want to go again?"
"No more, no more! I'd rather die than go again!", Yumiko shuddered violently and shook her little head like a rattle-drum.
She had thought that after her physical abilities were enhanced, even if she couldn't wipe the floor with the president, at the very least she should be able to fight him evenly.
'But what the hell was this completely one-sided situation?'
The president's stamina seemed to have no limit, always capable of crushing any resistance she put up with overwhelming momentum, silencing her every attempt to rise and sing her own song.
'Even for the sake of my own well-being No, I have to find a sister to help share the burden,' Yumiko recalled the girls she knew in her mind and suddenly realized there were quite a few suitable candidates.
Like Bocchi, like Nijika, and also Kita and Ryou, they all clearly had a good impression of the president, were all pretty and cute girls, and had a good relationship with her. If they could become lifelong sisters from now on, that would be a good thing too.
Among them, Yumiko's top pick was still Bocchi.
After all, her situation with the president, though currently well hidden, could backfire any day.
Rather than living in fear like this, why not just drag Bocchi into the water as well, and from then on be good sisters, sharing one man forever.
Also, she wouldn't have to maintain a subtle distance with the president at school anymore.
But just thinking of Bocchi's personality made Yumiko feel troubled.
The girl was the ultimate social-phobic. School had been in session this long, and she still hadn't recognized all her classmates. Her habits were like a pill bug, aside from club activities, she most loved lurking in dark and damp corners.
'Such a little Bocchi even if she likes a boy, she absolutely, absolutely, absolutely won't dare to pursue him actively, right?'
'She'd just shrink pitifully in a corner, watching helplessly as the boy she likes gets snatched away one day by some evil woman falling from the sky, stomp the ground hard, and yet not dare to say a word.'
'Wait, ain't I that evil woman?'
'Well, never mind then.'
'Ahem, back to the topic.'
'With Bocchi's personality, she'll absolutely never be able to take the initiative.'
Yumiko was troubled, 'So what can I do to help her?'
'Ordinary methods definitely won't work. Even if I drug the president with sleeping tea and sent him to Bocchi's bed, that little social-phobe probably won't dare to do anything out of line.'
'More likely, she'll just tuck the president in nicely, then sleep on the floor herself all night.'
After thinking for a long time without coming up with an effective plan, Yumiko couldn't help but sigh, "So difficult and sleepy"
"What's difficult?", Kaito glanced at her, not understanding why this girl suddenly looked so heavy-hearted.
"N-Nothing difficult", Yumiko gave a light cough and sheepishly changed the subject, "I just suddenly thought us secretly dating like this, keeping it from Bocchi all the time, isn't that kind of not good?"
"You're only realizing that now?", Kaito also sighed. He had said it from the beginning. If the truth brings pain, lies only make it worse. But Yumiko hadn't listened at all back then.
"Ehehe~", The blonde girl stuck out her little tongue in embarrassment. Then, as if suddenly thinking of something, she spoke seriously, "In that case as long as you conquer little Bocchi too, then no one gets hurt and world peace is achieved! Wouldn't that be the best outcome?"
Smack!
Kaito couldn't help it anymore and knocked her lightly on the head, "Before you say something like that, at least consider how Bocchi would feel."
"Do we even need to consider that",.Yumiko muttered softly, "With Bocchi's personality, she probably wouldn't dare refuse a request from an outsider, right?"
'Besides, she probably wants it too.'
"Looks like you've recovered enough to be worrying about this kind of nonsense," Kaito said flatly, "Then you won't mind a quick rematch?"
"W-Wait ugh seriously can't take it anymore!"
The Miura couple didn't return home until the next day, Sunday afternoon.
The messy room and living room had already been cleaned up by Kaito using a cleaning spell, so there was no worry about leaving behind any kind of smell.
Mrs. Miura originally wanted to persuade him to stay another night, but Kaito politely declined. He still had other matters to take care of.
It was now 4 p.m.
At the train station, Kaito had no intention of heading straight home. Instead, he went to the STARRY Live Hall in Shimokitazawa.
There was still an hour before opening. With no customers around, the hall was naturally empty.
Store manager Seika was sitting at the bar, one leg crossed over the other, tapping away at a laptop keyboard. Every now and then she would take a sip from a box of "Good Kid" brand apple juice beside her. The sound engineer lady was curled up at her workstation, yawning lazily.
However, there was no sign of Nijika, Bocchi, or Ryou.
Hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, the tsundere store manager didn't even look up and habitually said, "It's not opening time yet. Please come back later."
"It's me."
Hearing the familiar voice, Ijichi Seika froze slightly. When she saw who it was, she forgot to swallow the apple juice in her mouth and ended up choking on it.
After hurriedly cleaning the bar she had just spilled on and discreetly putting down her crossed leg to sit more ladylike, she pretended to act calm and said, "Oh, it's you is there something you need at the store?"
As soon as she spoke, Seika felt a bit of regret, feeling like her wording had come off a bit stiff, as if she wasn't happy to see him.
Kaito didn't seem to mind. Though he had a good relationship with Nijika, he hadn't interacted much with the tsundere store manager.
"I heard about Kita, so I came to check things out Where are Nijika and the others?"
'So he came to see Nijika, huh,' Store manager Seika felt a little disappointed, but before she could speak, the sound engineer lady beside her grinned and said, "They're upstairs~ Just like you, worrying over little Kita's situation~"
The sound engineer usually didn't talk much, but her voice was very pleasant to hear, 'However, for some reason she looks oddly familiar?'
After a quick recall in his mind, Kaito asked tentatively, "Otokagi Alto?"
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Chapter 127: I Say, Even This Nijika Still Has Her Charms!
'Holy box!', When she heard that familiar name, the smile on the face of the sound engineer lady froze.
'Supplements, huh! To be secretly doing virtual streaming in private and then getting doxxed offline by a handsome younger junior I know, this kind of situation At the very least, let it happen ten years after I quit the internet.'
